"What kind of nonsense is that?"
Solon carefully recalled for a bit before saying with some uncertainty, "It seems to be the Seven String Theorem."
It was originally just a casual remark, so Solon didn't take it to heart. But he hadn't expected that Solomon, who had been resting with his eyes closed, would suddenly open his eyes. "You are saying that when he was looking at the Fanrusen Formula, he commented that the Seven String Theorem was a mess?"
"It … It should be." Solon didn't know what to do with his teacher's sudden reaction.
"This is a bit interesting …" Solomon chuckled and then chanted an incantation in a low voice. His skinny finger softly slid through the air, and a huge amount of mana condensed at his fingertip. A ray of light could be seen cutting through the air, and the entire space seemed to be torn apart, revealing a white screen of light.
On the screen of light, a young mage was sitting at a desk, leisurely reading a book. From time to time, a smile could be seen on his face as he muttered something to himself.
This was a replay of what had happened in the library.
A High Mage's Temporal Recall could even trace scenes from ten years ago in the river of time, let alone something that had happened a moment ago.
Naturally, the shorter the time, the clearer the scene would be.
Just like now, the scene on the screen was so clear that every strand of hair could be clearly seen. Even Solon, who was a bit further away, could see that the young mage was holding the Fanrusen Formula in his hand. He was quickly flipping through the pages while smiling inexplicably, as if he was looking at something ridiculous.
What was so ridiculous …
The young Great Mage thought for a long time, but he couldn't understand. But the High Mage next to him seemed to have discovered something, and a trace of amazement could be seen on his aged face.
When the Fanrusen Formula flipped to the twelfth page, the young mage on the screen put down the book. His inexplicable smile became even more inexplicable, and he seemed to be muttering a few words to himself.
At first, there was only a trace of surprise on Saruman's face, but when the young mage began to mutter to himself, Saruman's face suddenly turned pale. His right hand that was maintaining the Time Reversal trembled fiercely, and even the white curtain of light trembled.
"Teacher, you …" The young Great Mage was startled. After being in the Sage Tower for so many years, this was the first time Solon had seen his teacher lose his composure.
"It's nothing …" Saruman shook his head and waved his hand to disperse the unstable Temporal Recall. "Alright, go out for a while. I need to think about something."
"Yes, teacher."
After Zoro left, the study became quiet again.
Saruman sat for a while before getting up and walking to the desk. Then, she began to write a letter …
This letter was addressed to Star Sage Joy, one of the three Archmages of the eastern part of the kingdom. At the same time, he was also Solomon's teacher for twenty years. What was written in the letter was what Solomon had just seen in Temporal Recall.
Just now, Saruman did not tell Sauron that Mafa Merlin was not the first mage to say "a mess".
In Saruman's memory, there was at least one other mage who said that.
That mage was Star Sage Joy!
As early as a few years ago, the Cloud Tower had been researching the seven string theory, and the one in charge of this research was Star Sage Joy. At that time, he had said the same thing. The seven string theory was a mess, and who knew how many mages had taken the wrong path. But the Cloud Tower's research on the seven string theory hadn't made much progress. A few crucial pieces of data were missing, making the entire research stagnate.
But just now, when the Fanrusen Formula was flipped to the 12th page, that young mage named Mafa Merlin had said a few words to himself.
There was no sound in [Temporal Recall], so Solon didn't hear what those words were. However, Saruman could see Nesser Runes from the other party's mouth. These Nesser Runes contained four pieces of data, four pieces of data that were likely to prove the seven string theorem wrong.
This was the true reason for Saruman's loss of composure.
After writing the long letter, Saruman sealed the envelope and called Sauron over.
"Have someone deliver this letter to the Cloud Tower and hand it over to Star Sage Joy."
"Okay, I'll do it."
"Oh right, when that Merlin comes tomorrow, invite him here. I have some things I want to ask him."
"I will, Teacher." Sauron once again left the study, his heart filled with doubt and surprise.
After all, Solomon's study wasn't a place anyone could casually enter.
Just look at Monchi and his son from last time. One was a wealthy merchant from Stormwind City, and the other was a Great Mage who wasn't even 30 years old. They came with a huge cooperation plan, but Solomon only invited them to the reception room on the top floor.
'What's so special about that Merlin? Just the word "a mess" made my teacher lose his composure on the spot, and he almost couldn't maintain Temporal Recall. And now, he even personally asked me to invite him to the study for a chat.'
…
As a result, Lin Yun didn't go the next day.
Because the next day was the day the Gilded Rose reopened. With the thirty thousand golds from the Spectrum Potion, the old butler's hands immediately became a lot more relaxed. Not only did he easily settle Fario's debt, but he also started planning the revival of the Flashing Gold chamber of commerce.
Lin Yun originally didn't want to be so anxious. Thirty thousand golds really wasn't a big number. He had spent most of it just to buy some magic materials. It was enough to cover his daily expenses, but reviving the Flashing Gold chamber of commerce … Eh, wasn't this proposition a bit too big?
But the old butler couldn't wait …
He tried to persuade Lin Yun a few times, but he didn't agree, so the old butler started acting shamelessly. He would sigh in Lin Yun's ear every day, saying how old he was and that he didn't know how many more years he could live. If he suddenly passed away, he wouldn't know what to say when he saw his master in heaven. Could he tell his master that the Flashing Gold chamber of commerce was still half-dead after so many years?
In the end, Lin Yun had no choice but to make some concessions. There was no need to talk about reviving the Flashing Gold chamber of commerce, but the Gilded Rose could be reopened.
Thus, the twenty thousand golds that hadn't warmed up yet were taken out to renovate, hire employees, and buy materials. Only a few of the twenty thousand golds were left.
The old butler was then stunned.
'What should I do? I've already spent all my money, but what about the Alchemist? An alchemy shop without an Alchemist was no different from a restaurant without a chef. '
Because of this matter, a few more strands of white hair appeared on the old man's head. Nothing could be done about it. Alchemists were very valuable, and even if he took out all twenty thousand golds, it would only be enough for two months of a peak Alchemist's salary. Not to mention that he only had a few hundred golds left. Would he have to hire two apprentices to make up the numbers?
That would be ruining his reputation …
In the end, Lin Yun had no choice but to personally make a move.
After coming out of the Sage Tower yesterday, Lin Yun didn't go home and instead went to the Gilded Rose's alchemy laboratory. After a whole night of hard work, he finally relied on the cheap magic materials he had left to make a dozen potions, as well as a few enchanted armors and weapons. As for Magic Tools, he was a bit powerless. With the limited materials, even if Lin Yun had knowledge that transcended the era, he couldn't change people empty-handed, could he?
As for the opening ceremony, Lin Yun didn't need to worry about it. In any case, the old butler would take care of these things. Lin Yun only needed to hand over the fruits of his labor before finding a room in the Gilded Rose to sleep.
Nothing could be done about it. An entire night of high-intensity work wasn't something even an energetic alchemist could endure. It was only because of Lin Yun. Not only was his mana whirlpool far stronger than an ordinary mage's, but his mind was also filled with alchemy knowledge from thousands of years in the future. Many difficult problems that others couldn't solve were easily solved by him.
But even so, that night had exhausted all of Lin Yun's energy. The mana whirlpool within his body had been in an overloaded state, and his mana had been completely consumed. Being able to walk into his room and lie down on his own was already a sign that Lin Yun's body was young and healthy.
He slept all the way until the afternoon, and just as the sun was about to set, Lin Yun was woken up by a loud noise.
"They want to die …" Lin Yun cursed in his half-asleep state. He then turned over, planning to sleep for a bit longer.
But the person outside seemed to be deliberately opposing him. He didn't even have time to turn over before he heard a muffled sound coming from outside. It wasn't the door, it was the counter …
"Are you done yet?!" This time, Lin Yun couldn't bear it anymore. He gritted his teeth and got out of bed. He put on his robe before opening the door and walking out. 'I want to see who's so lacking in public morals …'
As soon as he entered the hall, he saw a group of people surrounding it. The shelves had been pushed over, the counters had been smashed, and the hall that had just been renovated was in a complete mess. The few employees who had just arrived had already moved to the side, and only the old butler was still arguing with them. And among that group of people, there was a young mage who seemed particularly excited and conspicuous.
"Smash it for me! Selling fake goods to me, Mason! If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll think that I, Mason, am easy to bully. I'm telling you, if you don't get Merlin to give me an explanation today, not only will I smash your shady shop, I'll also report this matter to the Chamber of Commerce Alliance. I'll let everyone in Thousand Sails City see how shameless the Flashing Gold chamber of commerce is!"
"Get out! You're not welcome here!" The old butler had followed Roger Merlin for twenty years and regarded the name of the Flashing Gold chamber of commerce as more important than his own life. At this time, hearing Mason insult the Flashing Gold chamber of commerce, the old man's anger immediately exploded. He didn't care about the customer, and raised his hand to push Mason out of the door.
Normally, the old butler was an ordinary person. Even if he was twenty years younger, it was impossible for him to threaten a mage. It was Mason's fault for being too excited. He was waving his hands and spittle everywhere, not putting the old butler in his eyes at all. As a result, this push really caused Mason to stagger …
"Old man, you actually dare to hit me?" This time, Mason's face was a little embarrassed …
A dignified mage was almost pushed to the ground by an old man in his sixties. If this were to spread, how could he face others?
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