the next morning.
It will take about two days to prepare for the promotion of Sir Bai Jinghua. During this period, although the theater has officially released "Beauty and the Devil", no one knows about it.
Joshua took advantage of this time to take Ciri and Helland to Nolan's Patent Council.
This is a building that has only been established for more than ten years. It looks more like a museum than a state administration.
Although the inside of the Patent Council was crowded, it was not noisy. The magicians in various robes hurriedly walked through the hall with a large amount of paper. Some foreign visitors with different skin colors were also infected by this orderly atmosphere. , speak in a whisper.
"This way."
It was not the first time that Hurland had come here. Hurland took Joshua to the registration window with familiarity. Behind the window sat a woman wearing wooden-rimmed glasses. After she saw Hurland. Showed a surprised expression.
"Herland, is your work finally finished? I don't need to listen to that professor every day from now on."
"It's not quite there yet, Sansa..."
Helland shook her head and denied her speculation that the woman sitting behind the registration window was Helland's classmate in the academy, a friend who had a very good relationship but sometimes gave Helland a headache.
"It has not been completed for so long? Hurland, you should go to the academy to show your face recently, not only the professor but also many boys are thinking of you. Speaking of which, Ricard has won four tickets for the National Theater today. The flower of Luo Xi, the country of art, Fa Luo Xi, have you heard of it? Rumor has it that the girl in that place is the most beautiful in the world."
"… "
Hurland didn't remind her friends, "You're a girl too." She just didn't want to continue to dwell on this topic.
Nolan National Theatre recently joined the Black Swan Theatre, and Helland has heard a little about it, because their publicity is too great. Now Helland goes out every day to clean the yard of the alchemy workshop, and you can see it. Several flyers about the troupe.
Hurland was still a little interested at first, but since watching the movie "Beauty and the Devil", her little curiosity about the stage play has disappeared.
A person who has tasted more delicious food will never miss the rough food he ate before. The stage play is indeed an artistic expression worthy of history, but it is still far less interesting than the movie.
"I'll talk about this later. I'm here today to introduce this gentleman. He has a brand new invention that he wants to apply for patent registration."
Hurland quickly ended the topic this way.
"Patent registration? Please wait a moment."
She took out a piece of paper with an unknown wax print from behind the counter. The paper was surrounded by a series of inscriptions, and the hidden magic power flowed wantonly on the surface of the paper.
This is a special registration form. Qiao Xiu took over the agreement and glanced at the contents above. It was basically some basic personal information. Qiao Xiu filled in the above information one by one. After writing his name but not his surname, Qiao Xiu thought about the country column, but still did not reveal his true identity.
Finally, a country named "Daxia" was written.
The ink painting seen in the Bai Jinghua Theater yesterday can prove that there is indeed some kind of country similar to China in this world, and its name is Daxia.
"Room 372, just stand on the teleportation array over there with this badge."
It may be that she was in a hurry to chat with Hurland, and did not carefully check the contents filled in by Joshua, and even did not check some relevant documents.
Joshua was holding the badge marked 372 in his hand. In order not to waste time or continue to disturb Hurland and her friends reminiscing about the old days, he asked Ciri to follow him to the teleportation array written by the inscription beside the window.
The badge flashed a pale white inscription, and after the brief sense of weightlessness disappeared, Joshua found himself standing in a messy office.
The documents were randomly piled on the desk in the office, and the bookshelves around were also cluttered. The most striking thing was an owl standing on the bookshelf, its pupils staring at Joe who suddenly appeared in the room. build.
Joshua knocked on the door to signal that a guest was coming, and the owner of the office also heard Joshua's knock on the door, and suddenly appeared from behind the desk.
It was an old man who seemed to be over seventy years old, wearing a gray robe that looked a little messy, quite a bit like the gray-robed mage or the melee mage Gandalf in The Lord of the Rings.
"Cough, I'm here to apply for patent ownership." Joshua broke the silence in the room ahead of time.
"Apply? Wait a minute, I'm looking for a letter."
He rummaged through the cluttered books on the bookshelf, and just pulled out one, the rest of the books fell down like dominoes, directly crushing the poor old man underneath.
Suddenly, pale white inscriptions appeared in mid-air, and the books that fell to the ground were shrouded in the same light, and then these books floated directly to the far corner of the room.
"These damn books are about to crush my old bones." The gray-robed mage stood up from the ground and rubbed his forehead.
The owl standing on the bookshelf seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. He waved his wings and grabbed a piece of paper on the ground with his claws called "Can the inscription of order create the magic of remote communication?" —The letter from the 72nd Issue of the Owl Penpal Association was placed on the table.
"Here... After two days of searching, I finally found it!"
The gray-robed mage patted the dust on the letter in surprise, put on his glasses and flipped through the letter, found one of the lines, picked up the quill next to it, wrote the latest answer on it, and rolled the letter. stand up.
The owl next to him jumped on the table, picked up the slightly worn letter and flew out of the window. Before the gray owl flew out, a white owl landed by the window again and placed a letter on it. on the table.
Which mage opened the contents of the letter and browsed it.
"What nonsense! Constructing the teleportation inscription like this is meaningless!"
He picked up the pen angrily and wrote a paragraph on the envelope, and then let the owl take the envelope out.
After witnessing the whole process, Qiao Xiu finally figured out what the gray-robed mage was doing.
Simply put, it is "brushing posts and scolding the landlord for mental retardation".
Joshua saw the handwriting on the letter in an instant. All the handwritings were different, obviously from different people. They wrote their thoughts on the letter and passed it on to each other through owls. This is to achieve the purpose of discussing without leaving home.
Maybe Joshua should find time to write a program for the "Spellcaster Forum"