After all, Ren is visiting as the "Lord of Black Dragon City", and Omar Academy of Science does not dare to neglect him.
He, the city lord, is at the kingdom level. According to the aristocratic system, his title is the same as that of the prince.
What's more, Renne also sent someone to send greeting cards for communication according to the procedure.
No matter what, they have to accept this "communication" whether they accept it or not.
... ... .
The reception staff of the college led Renn and his party to the "Academic Exchange Hall".
A place like a lecture theater.
The man in a tuxedo with a mustache was very polite and arranged for them to sit down: "Lord Rennes, you guys can take a break. We have already informed the person in charge of the students..."
"Um."
Ren nodded and sat down on the sofa.
Although he didn't care about the red tape, he was out and about, the majestic city lord, representing the Black Dragon City, and he still had to be strong and crazy.
Not long after they sat down, those students who dared to come after hearing the news poured into the academic exchange hall.
Ren and the others stared at each other, sizing them up and whispering.
Ren was very leisurely and relaxed, half-lying on the sofa and drinking coffee.
Mr. Tust also had no expression on his face. However, after he came out of the lake house, his eyes were filled with sparkle, and it was getting brighter and brighter.
Only little Carl was slightly nervous.
More and more people are coming in, dozens, hundreds, thousands...
Those people were pointing at them, not just the young and immature students, but also many older and even gray-haired professors.
And coincidentally, Mark and his group from the advanced class that Ren and the others met when they entered the students also came to the communication hall.
They were slightly surprised when they saw Ren En and the others.
"Haha, I said who sounded so crazy, it turned out to be them..."
"Oh... these country bumpkins are actually mechanics. No wonder I just recognized the model of your robotic arm, Mark..."
"Haha, who do you really think our Royal Academy of Sciences is? You still want to communicate with Dean Brendan? Tsk tsk, just when you think you are the 'Grand Master of Mechanics'..."
"Maybe in some rural areas, any untouchable craftsman repairing a motorcycle can be called a 'machinist master'..."
"Ha ha ha ha... ."
"..."
Even though they now know that Ren is the city lord, these young students are not polite in their words.
These "second generation officials" who grew up in the imperial capital have met many high-ranking nobles, not to mention other things.
A city lord from the "countryside" was not worth fearing.
Not long after, when the identities of Ren and the others were no longer mysterious, the huge communication hall gradually became noisy.
... ... .
Anyway, today was destined to cause a scene, so Renn could keep his composure.
He ignored the taunts in his ears and didn't care at all.
Tust also had an indifferent expression on his face, and probably no one would recognize him now. What's more, in the Royal Academy, there are no friends, but a lot of enemies.
And Karl was laughed at for the first time, and his face turned red from holding back.
These people not only mocked him, but also mocked his grandfather Tust and mocked the mechanical technology they were proud of.
Facing those malicious cynics, Karl clenched his fists and felt angrily: "Brother Ren, we don't know them at all... How can they say this about us!"
"They're just a bunch of self-righteous guys, don't pay any attention to them."
Renn smiled and said indifferently: "If you really feel angry, you can let these guys gain their knowledge during the exchange. After all, mechanics have to speak for themselves with technology."
"Um!"
Karl listened and nodded solemnly, "I will let them know that our Black Dragon Academy's mechanical technology is not as bad as they say!"
After waiting for about an hour, the exchange hall was already crowded.
But Dean Brendan didn't show up. Instead, a sallow middle-aged man came.
He introduced himself: "My dear Oliver, the teacher is currently involved in some matters and cannot get away for the time being, so I will host this exchange meeting."
When Ren heard this, he said calmly: "Oh."
Upon hearing the introduction, he knew that the guy in front of him was a disciple of Dean Brendan and also a mechanical master.
Under normal circumstances, to deal with the exchanges between ordinary local territorial colleges, it is enough to be received by such a grandmaster.
The "rightful master" didn't come, which was expected.
Knowing that Tust is still alive, he must be causing trouble if he comes here today, and he will definitely not show up so easily.
However, whether Brendan comes or not, there will be a fuss over this matter today.
Renn didn't ask why Brendan was coming.
Since he was the one who stirred up trouble, he was not polite: "Since Grandmaster Oliver is here, that's fine... Our Black Dragon Academy came here with sincerity this time, so we hope to have a good exchange with your academy. . . ”
Oliver asked: "How does Lord Rennes plan to communicate?"
Generally speaking, the procedures for exchange groups from other local colleges are almost fixed. They always visit the college first, then watch the students’ performance reports and buy some technology patents, and then the exchange is completed.
But Ren said directly: "Let's compare. Although our Black Dragon Academy has just been established, the students also want to communicate with the talented students from the 'Holy Land'."
Is this a fight
Although Oliver had already heard that the visitor was evil, he looked a little unhappy when he heard these words.
No one is qualified to challenge their Omar Royal Academy of Sciences.
This is the confidence of a mechanical master.
But in a blink of an eye, he looked at the people around Renn again, looking suspicious.
Apart from the guards, the child seemed to be the only one who looked like a student.
one person? Students
Ren didn't hesitate and turned to look at Karl: "Karl, go on stage and communicate with the geniuses of the Omar Imperial Capital."
At the end, he added: "You're welcome!"
Karl nodded solemnly and said: "Okay, Brother Ren. Then I'll go..."
"Um."
Ren nodded, his eyes gradually deepened, and he murmured in his heart: Since the old guy won't come out, let's see how long you can hide it!
... ... .
Little Karl went on stage and looked at the dense crowd of people under the stage, feeling a little nervous.
He remembered the etiquette taught to him by the ceremonial staff of Black Dragon City before coming here, bowed solemnly, and then stammered: "My... my name is Carl Fuenst, from... Black Dragon City. Please exhibitions."
This seemingly childish performance immediately aroused laughter.
"Haha, look at his lame aristocratic etiquette, even a circus clown can do it better than him."
"He is indeed a country bumpkin..."
"That's it, you still want to compete?"
"..."
The students of the Royal Academy of Omar made no secret of their ridicule of "country people". This is a tradition in the aristocratic circle. The high-ranking nobles look down on the lower-ranking nobles, and the lower-ranking nobles look down on the new nobles, but the lower end of the contempt chain is the "countryside" nobles...
Especially when they heard that Black Dragon City was coming to "fight", these noble boys and girls burst into laughter.
It was as if I saw a local monkey standing in the ring doing this funny performance.
How could there be such a "fool"
Does anyone really think that "communication" is here to compete with their Omar Royal Academy of Sciences
... ... .
Carl stood alone on the stage.
Facing the ridicule of thousands of people, he looked a little at a loss.
After all, it is an exchange meeting, even if it is a farce, it must continue.
Anyway, it’s not their Omar Academy that is embarrassed. The host also suppressed his smile and walked up to start the communication process.
He asked: "Excuse me, Mr. Carl from the 'Black Dragon Academy', what type of machinery are you good at?"
Mechanic is just a general term.
All extraordinary people involved in the mechanical field can be called "machinists".
The field of machinery is also extremely broad, involving many disciplines such as guns and ammunition, robotic arms, mechanical cities, motorcycles, exoskeletons, mechanical armor, and even alchemy, forging... and many other disciplines.
The Royal Academy of Sciences has more than thirty mechanical branches.
There are specializations in the art industry. Generally, machinist apprentices specialize in one or several techniques.
Now that we want to "compete and communicate," we naturally have to compare ourselves with what we "specialize in."
Karl never went to school and didn’t know what the host meant by asking.
But when he heard the question, he still answered truthfully: "I... I know some firearms, robotic arms, ammunition, steam locomotives, mechanical cities, blasting, energy... "
Karl counted them seriously, but he found that he seemed to be unable to finish them, and said: "Well... I probably know something about machinery."
As soon as these words came out, the host was stunned.
The venue burst into laughter again.
Fields such as "Machine City" and "Energy" are simply not areas that apprentices can touch. Only intermediate and senior mechanics are qualified to learn.
An apprentice just says that he is "good at" everything
"Haha, where does this idiot come from? When asked what field he is good at, he actually said he knows it all. Even a master would not dare to say that he is proficient in so many fields. Is this kid a comedian here to make us laugh?"
"I didn't expect that this was not an academic exchange, but a bragging conference?"
"You know a little bit about fur mechanics, so you think you're good at it, right? I doubt this guy has ever gone to school."
"Haha, then the 'Black Dragon Academy' is at this level, I don't think there is any need to compare..."
"..."
A good exchange suddenly seemed like a sign of farce developing.
Many students and instructors who originally wanted to come to the academic exchange shook their heads, stood up, and planned to leave the venue.
In their view, this farce is a complete delay in their research.
... ... .
But at this time, Ren didn't stop, and Grandmaster Oliver didn't stop either, so the exchange meeting had to continue.
The host could only bite the bullet and asked again: "Then...since Mr. Carl knows a lot about it, which mechanical technology do you plan to share with everyone?"
Karl looked at the layout of the venue and thought for a moment, "Maybe it's firearms? Others, it seems that it's not convenient to display them here."
He was thinking in his mind that blasting or something would probably blow up the entire venue...
The host continued: "Then... do you have any work you have done that you can show to everyone?"
"self-made?"
Karl thought about it and took out a strange-looking musket.
It is a bit like a bubble gun played by children. It is short and thick, and the shape looks full of childlike fun. It is completely different from the dark style of mainstream guns.
It looked more like a children's toy than a murder tool.
... ... .
In the audience, when Ren saw Karl taking out the musket that looked like a bubble gun, his eyes filled with laughter and tears, and he muttered in his heart: "Sure enough, Karl's aesthetics have not changed... . ”
However, the best is yet to come.
The host suppressed his embarrassed expression, looked at the strange-looking... musket in front of him, and said: "Mr. Carl, can you introduce your... musket?"
"oh."
Karl introduced his musket seriously and said: "I named this musket [High Explosive Bubble Sprayer]. Because the ammunition is too powerful, I thickened the barrel and used a 'Level 3' Black phosphorus high-explosive gunpowder', so the gun barrel also has a fourth-level special enchantment, and the projectile is... "
But before he finished speaking, the venue became lively again.
The noise interrupted him again.
Just now, everyone was full of expectations to see what kind of real thing the bragging boy could come up with.
Unexpectedly, there is indeed such a gun that looks like a toy.
Listening to this impressive introduction, even serious people can't hold it in anymore.
"Is this a musket? Are you sure it's not a child's toy?"
"Fourth-level enchantment? Hahahaha... Fourth-level enchantment can only be mastered by intermediate mechanics. Does his crappy thing need such an advanced enchantment?"
"Tsk tsk... As expected, what level of college produces students of such caliber. Our Royal Academy really can't compare to this kind of thing, hahaha..."
"Is this also called a musket? It is an insult to the discipline of 'gun manufacturing'! A musket is a weapon used to kill people and monsters, not a toy!"
"..."
Seeing this, no matter how well-behaved you are, you can't help it.
No one would have a good temper in this situation. It's just one person on the stage being stupid, but you want thousands of them to cooperate in watching him perform a comedy
Absolutely ridiculous!
A waste of time, for those mechanics who are dedicated to studying mechanical technology, is simply a waste of their time!
"Get off!"
"Get off!"
"Get off!"
"..."
The commotion in the exchange hall became louder and louder, with everyone loudly expressing their dissatisfaction.
The farce must end.
The host couldn't hide his embarrassment: "You... little brother Carl, your gun..."
Karl's face turned red when he heard everyone mocking him, and he argued: "My gun is very powerful!"
Hearing this, the host lost his attention and looked at the senior hospital officials below the stage, wanting to seek help and see how it would end.
Those people don’t really understand. Could it be that it’s really a joke? Even the higher-ups of the college are confused.
What was originally thought to be a troublesome "communication meeting" turned into a farce.
But it was Black Dragon City who proposed the exchange, and their Omar Academy was a guest.
Black Dragon City did not call for a stop and could only continue.
The host saw that no one was perverted and wanted to end it, so he could only continue the process. He thought about it and said: "Then... How about, Mr. Carl, you try shooting at the target over there? Let's try the power of the musket. ..."
"oh."
Karl nodded, took aim, and pulled the trigger.
The green flame from the muzzle spurted out...
Then, there was a loud "BOOM" sound that made everyone's eardrums hurt!
Looking closer, a hundred meters away from the stage, the gun target that could withstand the attack of a small artillery exploded instantly. A strange green flame ignited on the stone target that was broken into thousands of pieces...
Then, the whole world went quiet.