"No, actually I don't have much money left to sponsor you."
Ye Qingxuan shook his head and thought for a while, "At best, it's probably around 10 million pounds, right?"
As if he didn't understand what Newton meant, he spread his hands and said seriously: "It will be gone after you spend it, so you need to use it sparingly."
"Where did you steal the children's pocket money from playing house?" Newton sneered, "Such a small amount of money is not even enough to start..."
"It seems I still haven't made it clear."
Ye Qingxuan sighed in disappointment, stretched out his hand, lifted Newton's hair, and forcibly pulled him up from the ground. The wound was torn and blood was flowing.
"Mr. Newton, perhaps your confidence as a genius and researcher makes you think that I am asking you to do something now, but in fact it is not."
He looked at Newton's arrogant expression coldly, "You have only two choices. The first is to work for me honestly. I can keep you alive and meet your modest demands. Until one day, what you want If you have done enough to make up for your fault, I will set you free."
"What about the second one?"
Newton smiled strangely: "Kill me? Or torture me? It doesn't matter, just come. Do you think no one has tried this? Don't worry, Ye Qingxuan, you won't get anything! Maybe you can consider changing your attitude now, Apologize for what you just did. Otherwise, you can go do research alone with those losers who have gotten by by rote memorization!"
"Kill you? Torture you?"
Ye Qingxuan shook his head and sighed: "Don't worry, I will let you live well."
He let go of his hand and let Newton fall to the ground. He took out several documents from his arms and threw them into his arms one by one: "How about setting up a fruit stall opposite the Royal Academy? Sell fruits conscientiously. If you don't like it, you can go to the dock to work as a coolie. This certificate allows you to take over a large number of goods and open your own unloading company. And this, coach driver, well, driving a car is also good, but you need to learn to feed the horses. . This is good, as a doorman, you can work nearby, right in front of the Royal Academy, and watch people coming and going every day, how nice is that?"
After throwing away the certificate, Ye Qingxuan looked at him regretfully: "It's a pity that no matter which job you are in, you can't continue to do research."
Newton was stunned.
Ye Qingxuan smiled brightly: "Newton, I will send someone to keep an eye on you 24 hours a day. From today on, your hands will no longer be able to touch any research equipment, not even a screw. All your notes will be checked by special personnel, even if they are Keep the account book and check it with six actuaries. Prepare to say goodbye to your past. From now on, you will have nothing to do with this place."
Newton was silent and his eyes became cold.
"Don't worry, your teachers, the research materials left by the old man, and the experimental copies you have hidden in various places are a bit troublesome. I will burn them all, leaving not a piece of paper, not a single part, no Leave no trace behind... Don't be sad, I can pay for you to drink, let you go to prostitutes, ensure that you have enough food and clothing, and live a happy life, how about it?"
"Ye Qingxuan..."
Newton raised his head stiffly, his cloudy eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.
For the first time, the arrogance in his bones disappeared, revealing his anger.
Ye Qingxuan smiled, reached out and patted his face: "The giants are all dead, Mr. Newton, you no longer need to stand on their shoulders.
Take off your burden, no one will force you anymore.
Those unnecessary talents will be slowly wasted away among the wine and prostitutes.
In a few years, no one will remember you. You will just be a bad old man guarding the Royal Academy. Occasionally, you can enjoy giving advice to young people while sweeping the floor. Don't worry, I will stop all the projects you are involved in.
How about sending a few officials from the city hall to manage it? Use rules and regulations to establish a brand-new Royal Academy. I will divide it into several more professional titles and grade them every year. Everyone will definitely follow suit.
There are endless seminars and endless working meals every day. In two years, people here will become fat and bloated clerks, dealing with piles of documents every day.
You will witness it all.
From the world forgetting you, to everything you love abandoning you... you will see it all with your own eyes, I promise. "
Ye Qingxuan made the prophecy calmly and calmly, and bit by bit took all Newton's ideals and life-long efforts away from his hands, stepped into the mire, and fell apart under his feet.
So skillful, just like the world had done to him before.
Until the end, Newton's expression was twisted ferociously, like a beast forced into a corner.
"What's going on here?"
Ye Qingxuan bent down and looked at the face: "Are you angry? Do you want to kill me? Do you regret it? Or... are you scared?"
He knew better than anyone else that for a neurotic like Newton, death was not terrible, torture was not terrible, and it didn't even matter whether he was dead or alive.
As long as you can finish what you want to do and reach the end of your ideal road, it doesn't matter even if the world is destroyed.
For what he must do, he doesn't have to love anyone, not even himself.
The so-called idealists are such cruel and cold things...
When dealing with such guys, there is no need to threaten their lives. Even threatening them is meaningless.
Compared with everything he is doing now, what Maxwell does is too gentle, and it also makes him indulge in the dream of everything revolving around him, asking for everything from everyone.
But now, it’s time to wake up from the dream.
"It's daybreak, Newton."
Ye Qingxuan smiled softly, patted his shoulder, and said goodbye softly: "It's time for you to go to work."
After taking two steps back, Ye Qingxuan turned and left.
But he heard a hoarse roar.
It's Newton.
The old and rickety man got up from the ground, pulled out the slender silver nail that had pierced his palm, and rushed towards Ye Qingxuan.
Then it stopped abruptly.
Ye Qingxuan stopped and turned around slowly, seeing Newton frozen in place. He held the silver nail and pointed it at his face, but his palms were trembling and he didn't have the courage to stab it down.
Hesitating, hesitating... until finally, the silver nail fell from his hand.
He didn't dare.
Newton sat down weakly on the ground.
Hiding his collapsed expression under his hands, he roared hoarsely, using up his last courage.
Finally, he lowered his arrogant head.
"Ye Qingxuan, you win."
He murmured hoarsely, "Don't you think it's despicable?"
"No."
Ye Qingxuan shook his head, "It's just a bad thing, why should I feel burdened? Besides, isn't that how it should be? I just broke your fantasy, why are you so sad? There will always be a time when you wake up, Newton, you have to learn to accept reality."
"I'm already old and I don't need you to teach me how cruel the world is."
Newton wiped off the dirt on his face with his palms, raised his head, and his eyes became unruly again: "You win, I will work for you, don't worry. As long as you don't destroy the research left by the teachers and others, and don't hinder my taboos Experiment, I will help you make whatever you want, just like that piece of crap that those craps took a month to make after getting the formula, I will do it better than you imagined." He After a pause, he said in a meaningful tone, "As long as... you can afford the price."
"Don't worry, I already have enough debt, I don't owe you this one."
Ye Qingxuan chuckled softly, took out a note torn from somewhere from his arms, and shook it in front of him: "As for the price you mentioned, and what you are going to do next, it is completely insignificant."
In an instant, the broken pages of the note passed before my eyes.
Newton saw the vague design drawings and the corners of a few formulas, but his heart twitched subconsciously, as if he had a premonition of something terrifying coming.
He subconsciously stretched out his hand to take it, but Ye Qingxuan lifted the broken page and told him seriously: "You have to think clearly, Mr. Newton. After reading it, there will be no turning back."
"Tsk! I want to see what kind of junk you treat as a treasure."
Without thinking, Newton snatched the broken page. After a quick glance, his disdainful expression became stiff and his face turned pale: "What is this?"
Ye Qingxuan didn't speak, just smiled happily and motioned for him to continue reading.
What's this
This is poisonous.
The last masterpiece left by Hermes—
Everyone who is obsessed with research will go crazy after reading it!
As long as you watch a little bit, you will want more, even if you drink poison to quench your thirst.
What Ye Qingxuan showed him was just the most insignificant corner part.
But for people like Newton, who had longed for mechanical engineering to be liberated from the subordinate disciplines of alchemy all his life, to break free from the shackles and shackles, and create his own future, it was already the light that guided the dawn.
A ticket to the future…
If it were anyone else, it would be difficult for Ye Qingxuan to confirm the effect of this fragment of page, but if it were Newton, Ye Qingxuan believed that he could understand its value.
Its unique value!
It was a thin piece of broken page, but Newton held it and looked at it for a long time.
Even more than an hour.
It's like peeking into the door of a new world through that small fragment. While looking up at the dark clouds, I glimpsed the ferocious silhouette of the dragon in the thunder and lightning.
He studied the details that suddenly appeared over and over again, deducing, deducing, and deducing again, hoping to get a glimpse of its full outline, but through this small fragment, it was difficult to get a glimpse of the essence.
Just one step away.
This feeling of incomprehension made Newton feel unprecedentedly frustrated and... hungry!
"What's this?"
He raised his head stiffly and looked at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes filled with red bloodshot eyes: "Where are the other drawings! There must be other drawings, and more! Where did you get them? Of?! What on earth is this!”
"—'Ethernet', the door to the new world!"
Ye Qingxuan smiled warmly, but his tone was like a demon waiting for mortals to sell their souls:
"Do you want to?"