"That's a good idea!" Dean's eyes lit up. When it came to experimental conjectures, he believed that no one would dare to say that they were first! After all, he had seen the modern world. Airplanes, cannons, cars, and any other modern technological products could become experimental conjectures!
Moreover, these conjectures could be 100% established!
However, limited by the current industrial level, they couldn't be produced. Whether they could be recognized or not was a problem.
"It's not as simple as you think." Mouse noticed the change of expression on Dean's face. He shook his head and smiled: "The submitted experimental conjectures need a complete derivation process. It's not a simple concept. It also needs a relatively perfect alchemy formula. After all, if the alchemy formula is wrong, then the conjecture is naturally just an empty idea. Just like our illusory fantasies. Although with the improvement of alchemy, the magical things in the heart may become a reality one day, but at present there is no actual theory to support it. After all, it is just an unrealistic fantasy."
Dudian nodded. He naturally knew this point. His father often said that the scientific truth needed a rigorous attitude and a whimsical heart. "Experimental conjectures" were based on the premise of "experiments". They were not pure fantasies. Even the magical things in the old science fiction were based on certain scientific theories. They were not fantasies.
However, after all, novels were just stories. They were mainly based on fantasy. They could not be regarded as "experimental conjectures" because the creator had not really carried out relevant experiments.
It could be seen that it was not easy to submit a rigorous and qualified experimental conjecture.
Nevertheless, Dean was still very excited. It was difficult for others, but for him, it was very simple. As long as he copied the contents of the super chip, he would be able to do it. After all, it was a genuine technology formula.
However, the premise of all this was the problem of electricity.
Dean's heart became more and more anxious.
At this time, it was not early. Mouse took Dean to look at other stalls. He didn't find anything helpful for his experiment, so he left the dark underground market with Dean.
It was getting dark outside. Gray clouds of radiation shrouded the sky, blocking the moonlight. It was almost curfew time.
Dean and Mouse parted ways and went home.
In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.
After the alchemy table was transported to the alchemy nest, Dean began to study the production of yellow phosphorus matches. After three consecutive days of experiments, he had gained a lot and mastered the initial manufacturing method. In fact, making matches wasn't difficult. Just like black gunpowder, the formula was very simple, but in the early days, the birth of black gunpowder was entirely obtained from the accidental explosion of an alchemist's furnace. Before that, no one expected that the few materials would explode together.
The birth of many great inventions often came from coincidence.
Three days later, it was time for Dean to report to the Hunter headquarters.
Jura and her husband were still living in the residential district. They didn't follow Dudian to the commercial district. They were not in a hurry. After all, they had been rooted here for many years. They had many acquaintances from their father's generation. They needed to spend some time to get to know them.
Da da da!
Dean took the consortium's carriage to a remote suburb of the commercial district.
The place was surrounded by mountains. There were several silent castles. The carriage stopped in front of one of the castles.
Dean got off the carriage and looked at the castle and the gloomy environment in front of him. He didn't expect the Hunter headquarters to be such a place. The atmosphere was so gloomy. It was a good match for the hunters who often lived outside the giant wall.
"Please." The coachman jumped off the carriage and respectfully said to Dean.
Dean followed him.
The two came to a castle on the hillside. The door of the castle was gently opened, and a young man in a black suit came out. He looked at Dean with a smile and said, "Are you the newcomer 'Dean' who came to report?"
"Yes."
"Come with me." The young man in the black suit turned and entered the castle. After Dean entered, the door slowly closed.
Along the gravel path, they came to the front hall of the castle. It was dim inside. There was an oil painting of a woman hanging on the wall. It was the same woman that Dean had seen on the top floor of the scavenger headquarters. Dean was slightly surprised and curious, but he didn't ask much.
"Your identity has been registered for you. From the moment you come today, you have to fulfill your duties as a hunter of the Mellon consortium. The highest goal is to safeguard the interests of the consortium. Do you understand?" The young man in the black suit said to Dean.
"Yes." Dean glanced at his shoulders. He didn't see any hunter's medal. He asked: "You are?"
The young man in the black suit noticed Dean's eyes. He smiled and said: "I'm the deputy instructor of the trainee hunters. By the way, although you have magic marks, but you are still a trainee hunter. Compared to other excellent trainee hunters, you are not as strong as them. So from today on, you will receive consortium's training."
"Consortium's training?" Dean was puzzled. "Isn't it the hunter school?"
The young man in the black suit smiled: "I have heard about you. Originally, the consortium was going to arrange for you to go to the hunter school for training. But you have magic marks, so your physical fitness is higher than the others. Moreover, the hunter school is a unified training. It is impossible to give you a double standard. The consortium doesn't have enough power to make them give you face. So now you can't go to the hunter school. You can only receive the consortium's training."
"But you don't have to worry. The consortium's training content is basically the same as the hunter school. Moreover, you should have thought about your future career. You only need to carry out the special training."
"Of course, you still have to understand the specialties of other positions. So that in the future when we go out hunting, we can have a better tacit understanding."
Dean saw that there was nothing to say. Since the top had decided, he could only do it.
"What is your career?"
"Hunter."
"Long-range output. The consortium is currently lacking hunters. However, there are not many people with archery talent. I hope you have a good talent in this area. Otherwise, it will be difficult to go to the peak based on interest." The young man in the black suit said.
Dean thought of his previous shooting results. He couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Let's test your talent in all aspects." The young man in the black suit smiled and said: "Come with me to the training ground." He pushed open the door to the inner hall of the front hall. Behind it was a very open space. There were a variety of training props, such as archery targets, wooden figurines, rocking wooden horses, and a cage full of sharp swords. Dean was a little sweaty.
"Since you have chosen to be a hunter, let's test your archery talent first." The young man in the black suit stood in front of the target and waved to Dean, motioning him to come over.
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