The book on the table was a set of introductory Language P. Since it was already a book, Lin did not forbid the two girls from reading it. In order to speed up and deepen their memorization, they used the most troublesome method, which was to copy books.
Until now, they had already copied two or three sets of physical books of Language P. All of which had been requisitioned by some unscrupulous teacher as a favor. Now, they had given away another set.
Perhaps they had used up all the bitter smiles that they would never use in their lives. Spiller looked at the elegantly written and beautifully bound books on the table. He had already obtained the version of Language P and Mathematics from the Association for a long time.
Although he was not a sorcerer or an apprentice, he could still ask some sorcerers he was on good terms with to buy relevant knowledge from the South Tower. The Association did not forbid such behavior. As long as someone wanted to know, they would have to pay the price.
Master Spiller had read this set of books. Although it was not difficult to understand, there were a lot of things that needed to be memorized, but he was very confused. This confusion was because he was confused about the future of the profession of Astrologer.
He had been paying attention to Guebrach Tripwood for a long time. Two and a half years ago, when the Tower of the Great Sage destroyed a small team of inspectors in the Cartier District branch. "The kind of sorcerers that occasionally appear" was the first title Lin received.
"The kind of sorcerers that occasionally appear" referred to sorcerers who were not talented in magic and did not have a good reputation. But when they obtained a Magic Tower, they could exert power that no one could imagine. The one thing that these sorcerers had in common was that they were very smart and would not be reckless without using their brains. Although they might be a little neurotic, they would react violently at the slightest sign of trouble.
Ever since the Astrologer branch became independent from the sorcerers, the two sides had always despised each other, but they were still in a relationship. Compared to the images in the fantasy stories that Lin had read, the mysterious sorcerers were not completely equated with the words "wise" and "knowledgeable". Many sorcerers who had learned all the apprentice-level third circle spells in the following days relied on their muscles, or rather, the muscles that were filled with magic to solve problems.
On the other hand, those who had no talent for magic but were unwilling to give up became astrologers. What these people had in common was that their intelligence was not inferior to the magicians. It was also this pride that made them unwilling to give up on this path, and they kept pacing back and forth outside the door. However, something like talent could not be forced.
Because they were unable to use magic, Astrologers were always threatened by magicians with their muscles. However, some magicians only knew how to squander their talents and were unwilling to calm down to study and improve their magic skills. Astrologers even laughed at them for being boorish.
It was precisely because he didn't think that his wisdom and knowledge would lose to those mages that Spiller had been looking for ways to not rely on magic talent.
Now, the answer seemed to be right in front of him, but he didn't move forward. The reason was very simple, because this answer was not thought of by them, but by someone else. Moreover, it did not seem like a choice that they could freely choose. It was as if they were being forced to walk down this path. But if he really walked up, would he be able to succeed? Or was this just a trap?
To the other person seated here who had a plan, reaching this point today could actually be considered a lucky hit. In the beginning, Lin didn't think so much. Or rather, he didn't have the ability to see the big picture at all. Who would expect a person who had been an otaku for half his life, and after transmigrating, to be able to see the world with a smile and give advice to the world? For many things, he relied on his knowledge from Earth to push the boat with the current.
As for the group of astrologers in the mystical land, it was somewhat neither good nor bad. Although it was very important, it was not directly related to life. To put it simply, they were respected, but they could not reach the level of a priest who saved lives. Of course, in terms of income, they were often the kind that had problems with food and clothing.
Therefore, most astrologers would constantly create their own additional value. Erudition was one of them. Becoming an advisor to a ruler could be said to be the best way out. Not many people could rely on just observing the stars and predicting the weather of the next week to maintain their lives.
However, the process of prediction was not only complicated, but it would also lead to different directions due to the sudden changes in the stars. Therefore, every time a new week began, astrologers wouldn't just sit around and do nothing. Instead, they would start to carefully observe the changes in the sky to prepare for future predictions.
The closer the time of the prediction, the easier it would be to get an accurate prediction. However, if it was too close, it would be meaningless. Therefore, the minimum standard for an astrologer was to be able to predict the weather of the next week three days before they could be considered a qualified astrologer.
Therefore, one could imagine that after the heavy preparation work and the results were given, there was not much time left for an astrologer to earn some extra money. In fact, the saying of being qualified in three days was also the minimum time for an astrologer to find a second source of income to support himself. This was also the highest threshold to enter this profession. Those who could not cross this threshold had left.
It could be said that an astrologer who crossed this threshold, whether they took the right path or the wrong path, had a certain degree of intelligence and wisdom. Moreover, none of them would be old-fashioned pedants or stubborn people with stubborn thoughts. In the hundreds of years of development, astrologers had been constantly looking for more accurate prediction methods and working hard to create more possibilities for the profession of astrologers.
However, even with such a culture, there had been many amazing astrologers in history, but they could not develop mathematics, logic, or more theoretical and systematic astronomy. This made Lin Li very puzzled. However, after carefully thinking about the culture of mages and astrologers, such a result was very natural.
Only those who could not become mages would become astrologers. To put it bluntly, they were a group of losers from the very beginning. Under such a background, they attached great importance to and protected their own things. In addition, there was no one like Great Sage Anatoly from a thousand years ago, who advocated that mages should attach importance to communication and inheritance and establish the operating prototype of the Society of Sorcerers. Therefore, the most common thing these genius astrologers did was to protect their research and knowledge in the grave.
Thinking about the ancient civilization on Earth that claimed to have five thousand years of history, where did the Yue Wang Sword, Qin Crossbow, Wooden Ox, and Tang Mo's Sword end up? It was not difficult to understand why the astrologers in the maze had developed for hundreds and thousands of years, but the fundamental reason was still the same.
Putting aside the cultural problems within the astrologers, at this moment when the foundation of the entire profession was on the verge of collapse, why not incorporate these people into a new system?
These people had ambition, ambition, and brains. They could deduce the future from the complicated and irregular rules. There was no need to doubt their logic and reasoning ability. Looking at all the groups in the maze world, who was more suitable to become a programmer than astrologers?
Since there was a group suitable for it, the only question left was whether Lin was willing to hand over the knowledge …
Was there a need to ask? Of course, the more programmers there were, the better. Relying on one person, or now two, to realize the dream of playing Assassin's Creed in the maze might be even more remote than finding Earth and going home. Maybe even a whole pixel game would be produced, and he would never see it again in his lifetime.
Adhering to the idea of Earth's open source, the more people participated, the more brilliant the sparks would be. This was Lin's attitude towards the program. As for the monopoly of technology and the lead, it was bullsh * t.
Looking at how many sneaky figures were around him recently and what their purpose was, it was not difficult to understand the principle of 'a man's wealth is his own ruin'. Treating things as treasures and letting them spread everywhere, everyone would rely on their own abilities. Which one would be more secure for Lin's safety?
As for learning a little bit, would he be able to play with some large-scale projects? Therefore, no one would come looking for trouble with a certain someone because of this.
… Well, the natives in the maze didn't understand. There was nothing wrong with letting them embrace their dreams. Moreover, the threat to his life could be delayed until they discovered this fact. What was wrong with that?
In short, rice had to be eaten one bite at a time. It was right to learn the basics first. Without knowing the variables, loops, and conditional expressions, even Bill Gates couldn't do it. Maybe Jabbers could. After all, this big shot was the type to speak.
Let's skip the trivial matters of the famous people on Earth. Lin had the happy thought of pushing people into a pit of fire. Looking at the bitter old man who was speechless for a long time, he couldn't help but reflect on himself. Did he go too far? But this arrangement was the best choice for everyone.
But Lin, who was no longer a newcomer to society, knew that everyone had their own considerations. The best way that he thought of might not be the best for others. Simply put, the world didn't revolve around him, and it wouldn't be whatever he wanted.
Therefore, he couldn't be complacent and couldn't push others too far. For the general situation, whether or not the astrologers jumped into this pit, or whether or not Master Spiller was willing to lead the entire astrologer community into this pit, Lin would release the killing weapon, the programming language.
Firstly, it was to divert the attention from himself. Secondly, he hoped that more people would devote themselves to this work. Perhaps those who learned to write programs didn't have a Magic Tower, so they could use their talents. But the programming language in the maze world was the same as on Earth. It had infinite possibilities.
Not to mention other things, Fen had been busy with several projects recently. In addition to helping someone develop a program to simulate the stars, she was trying to create a set of instant communication software. Of course, Lin had told her about the dangers of this kind of thing. But a certain Lich said domineeringly, "I'll write it for my own use and not make it public. Can't I?"
Of course, my dear sister. " Even if you weren't playing with one of the four guns, I wouldn't have any objections.
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