High Above

Chapter 512 He is dead (34)

Ian's tone was a little nervous and solemn: "And why are you talking to me - although I think I am indeed a genius - but in the final analysis, I am a little guy at the first level?"

"Because for the past twenty years or so, I have been touring the entire empire with my mind-light body. I have personally raised pigs, fed chickens, worked in the fields, and baked biscuits and bread. To be honest, I bet, Ian, Your cooking skills are not as good as mine, but I am familiar with seventeen local cuisines in Terra, and I can even make delicious marching meals."

Mikael held the back of his head with both hands. He raised his head easily, looked up at the ceiling, and said with a smile: "Surprised? Don't think too highly of the royal family. We have brains. Setar Dynasty It lasted for nearly a thousand years, longer than the Terran calendar, and even produced incredible emperors like my grandfather—fools can’t become ascendants, let alone the fourth level.”

"As for why I told you..."

The blond prince repeated this sentence once, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and his eyes relaxed: "Maybe a little narcissistic."

"Because I see myself in you. I had this idea the first time we met. You and I are the same kind."

"I know very well that you are that kind of genius, and you even have the potential to become a legend like Friedrich Grandmaster - as long as you let go and do it, you can change the world. I have such a hunch, and I Believe in my hunch."

"But you are going in the wrong direction. Ian, the reason why I came here is to tell you."

"Don't continue to study the path of 'simplifying and popularizing alchemical potions'. That is a path that looks good but actually has very bad results."

"I don't want you to walk down the dead end that your grandfather walked down again."

Also talking about narcissism, Ian also doesn't think it's strange that the other party would say this to him.

He is the first level, psyker, and elite alchemist under the age of sixteen. He has courage, decision-making, merit, and the ability to act. If he has the resources in the future, he can almost certainly enter the third level and become an alchemist—— Even the latter is estimated to be within four or five years.

The second prince ran over to remind himself that it was really normal, because it involved the future of an alchemist master related to him... In the final analysis, it would not take him half an hour.

After wasting Mikael, the second prince, for half an hour, Ian still has the qualifications.

"What dead end?"

At this moment, Ian's brows were furrowed, and he showed just the right—perhaps also genuinely puzzled—expression as if his research direction had been denied, and his tone became a little fierce.

Ian is as energetic as a real young genius: "I have always found it strange that the raw materials for alchemical potions are not expensive, but the alchemist's service fee is expensive, and my set of techniques can make alchemists While the service fees received increase, the product can be used by more people.”

"This should be a good thing."

"It's a good thing."

Mikael turned his head, and he looked at Ian, staring into Ian's unwilling eyes, and said calmly: "So what I said is, don't continue researching."

"Because if you continue to study, you will leave the frontier field of alchemy and step into the abyss of popularization and practical use of technology."

To be honest, Ian didn't understand what Mikael was talking about at first - what kind of abyss is the practical application of technology? All technologies must be practical

But soon, he came to his senses and somewhat understood what the second prince really meant.

——Ascendants don’t need technology to be practical...they can directly convert technology into power themselves. Only ordinary people, ordinary people who cannot use source matter, spiritual energy, and cannot use their bodies as tools to directly use technology... need to be practical.

"You mean..."

Ian's tone was a bit difficult: "Do you want me to delve into more profound alchemical theories and develop techniques on how to make potions stronger rather than more... to serve the strong rather than ordinary people?"

Because this sentence was so direct that he didn't know how to say it tactfully.

But what Ian didn't expect was that Mikael fell silent because of these words.

“…Grandpa always had big things in mind.”

After a while, the second prince slowly spoke and talked about another topic that seemed to have nothing to do with before: "He has a very, very big dream, and that dream is the source of his spiritual power, that incredible dream. And desire made him one of the most powerful psykers in Terra at that time. Only the first knight, Hilliard of the Immovable Fortress, knew the full extent of that dream."

"For this country, for all the living beings living on this land, from the most ordinary people to the highest-level nobles and royal families, he has made many decisions that are criticized or secretly praised by later generations... How should I put it, even I am so A genius, after seeing what his grandfather has done in his life, will not only admire him, but also have no idea of ​​comparing himself to him."

"It's no match. Everyone is somewhat self-aware. People without self-awareness can't even reach the third level."

"In short, no matter the black king, the tyrant or the great emperor, no one can summarize my grandfather's heart. He just loves everyone so much and hopes that everyone can be happy. Ordinary people can use healing potions to heal their injuries when they are injured, and they can resist damage when they are in danger. Medicine protects oneself, every family has meat to eat, a house to live in and good clothes to wear, and every family has dreams and pursuits.”

"And sublimators can also pursue their dreams, become stronger and greater, and transform the world."

Saying this, Mikael and Ian looked at each other.

He said three words.

"he died."

When Mikael said this, he was even laughing, but Ian could only hear a sigh: "Many people helped him, and the First Knight demolished half of the imperial capital for him - you can't I believe that at that time, a major earthquake occurred in the entire plain surrounding the imperial capital. The lower city area was almost rebuilt in recent years. A quarter of the buildings in the middle city area were destroyed by the earthquake, and a third of the top floor of the upper city area was blown away. There is a black iron mountain just to the north, which is the remains of the imperial capital that was slashed away by the first knight's sword."

"But my grandfather is still dead. He is so powerful and invincible that I feel insignificant when I look at him. You can understand it, right? If you have read my grandfather's manuscript, you will definitely understand how amazing and talented he is... …But he still failed.”

"But decades later, those who supported my grandfather called him a black tyrant."

Mikael seems to have acquiesced that Ian is the one who inherited Inaga II's alchemy, because their thinking is very similar. This may not be confirmed for other people, but for the second prince who is the heir of Inaga II, Said that Ian even reminded him a little bit of those days.

Recalling his grandfather and the First Knight, the two seemed to merge into one in this boy.

Of course, he just attributed it to Ian inheriting Inaga II's manuscript and didn't think much about it elsewhere - Mikael's powerful inspiration pointing to the truth was ignored by himself.

Ian noticed the second prince's slight gaffe, and he actually wanted to sigh.

But in the end, he pretended.

Disguised as confusion about whether it is true or false.

"Isn't this the empire's propaganda?" the white-haired boy asked in confusion: "Isn't this the empire's propaganda strategy to discredit the late emperor?"

Hearing this, Mikael shook his head and walked out of the disappointment.

He laughed and said teasingly: "Look, even you, who are so smart, think so, let alone ordinary people?"

"Think about it, Ian. In order to show its legitimacy, the new dynasty in Yanjiang must prove the authority of the previous dynasty. Inaga is my grandfather, my father's father, and he is not the dark moon set off by my father. Turmoil, would such a smart person like him do this and demote the throne he got?"

"You don't think that the Dark Moon turmoil is just an internal matter within the empire, do you? The person who first called my grandfather the Black Tyrant was not us in the empire... the ones who really started to call me that way were Junling Castle and Cangtian Royal Court."

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