The image projected from the crystal began to repeat for the third time. Since there was no high-quality magic net terminal to amplify and filter the image, the original image directly projected by the crystal appeared blurred and slightly distorted, but Cod looked like this Things, but the mood is difficult to calm down.
Not everyone can quickly think of its usefulness after seeing a brand new thing. The difficulty of creating a new field is often no less than that of opening up a new land. This requires not only intelligence and knowledge, but also more Brilliant talent and a little bit of luck, and the courage to break the mold.
According to archaeologists, hominids hunted with stones and sticks, but it may have taken tens of thousands of years for them to think of tying stones to sticks.
The eldest son Pal's voice came from the door, waking Cord from his thoughts: "Father, the representative of Marlin Trading Company will be here soon and has been here for more than 20 minutes."
"You go to the reception," Cod said without raising his head, "I still have things to do here."
"But Father, what they're going to talk about is..."
"You go to reception," Cord repeated, "you know how to deal with it, so go."
"Yes, father."
Pal left, while Film looked nervously at the big businessman in front of him: "Mr. Cod, did I delay your..."
"Don't worry, business is always busy, but you can't miss creative ideas," Kord smiled, looked at the blond young man in front of him again, and asked seriously, "Son, what about your creative ideas?" Have you thought about how to deal with such things that come out?"
Film subconsciously pressed the hem of his coat and straightened his bow tie, as if trying to make himself as decent as possible: "Sir, actually I... I'm not very sure. I just thought of an idea, I didn't create the crystal , I didn't create these runes, I just thought of recording the drama in the crystal and putting it on the magic net terminal... but I don't have my own theater troupe, and I don't know how to buy magic net terminals or sell those Taped plays.
"Mr. Cod, I don't know how to calculate money for an idea, so I want to come to the south, because the magic net terminal is from here, I heard that there are many new things here, and there are people who are good at using new things, Maybe here, someone can point me in the right direction."
Cord stared at Film very seriously: "...I want to make sure first, have you told anyone about your 'idea'?"
Film said honestly: "No... ah, I only mentioned it to one of my traveling companions. He is an upright and knowledgeable person. It was he who suggested that I should not bury my head in the search, and let me go to the Government Affairs Office first. I asked for information from the New Immigrant Counseling Office."
"...he gave you good advice, but anyway, boy, your 'idea' needs to be cashed in soon."
Hearing Kodd's words, Film slowly took a breath, and finally said: "Sir, two thousand gold coins, I mean... an anzu shield gold coin, or an oval gold coin."
Ke De was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe the price he heard, but Film thought that the price he paid was too high, and immediately continued: "Sir, two thousand gold coins, this idea belongs to you, It's all yours. Of course, if you don't think it's worth it, you can drop some more... "
Cord gave Film a complicated look.
Simple child... When you take out the crystal and let people see the image recorded on it, your creativity is already at risk.
Perhaps most geniuses with unique vision will appear too simple in the field of sophistication
Film still looked at Cord nervously. In fact, he was not quite able to distinguish the relationship and characteristics of nobles, merchants, citizens, government affairs halls, etc. under the new order of the southern border. A member of the new nobles, Film and his family have served the nobles for many years. He is only nervous and uneasy in front of such a big man as Ke De.
As for the two thousand gold coins... this is enough to get his father's troupe out of the crisis, and he can even use the funds to form his own troupe in the southern border. The starting point of the struggle.
Cord looked back and sighed slightly in his heart.
Two thousand gold coins... This young man from the north can't even imagine how much money flows between those new companies in the south every day, nor can he imagine what kind of future the new things he created will have under the magic industry system .
The big businessman subconsciously clenched his fists, staring at the crystal and rune devices on the table.
Only two thousand gold coins, only two thousand gold coins! !
Even, he didn't have to spend a dime because it wasn't some complicated technological creation, it was just an idea, an idea that was easy to realize for a big businessman like him! !
His fist slowly loosened, and then slowly clenched again.
The atmosphere of silence made Film feel uneasy.
In silence, Kord stared at the crude and outdated old-style rune substrates, at the man-made crystal that might be an obsolete product from the southern factory.
He remembered the first heating table he and his friends had built.
Reminds me of the machine tool that was scavenged from the waste warehouse.
I thought of the frustration and bewilderment when I led the workers to buy a batch of cheap rune baseplates from Kant's factory, but when I pulled them back, I found that all the baseplates could not be used because of the wrong standard.
He remembered that he had stood at the entrance of the technical college all day, just to invite a magician to take a look at his factory.
In a daze, he seemed to hear a clear and pleasant voice saying to himself, Mr. Cod, this city is full of gold.
Cord clenched his fists and tapped the table lightly, as if on his own heart.
Film was taken aback by the other party's movement. He just wanted to ask, but saw the big businessman in front of him shook his head slightly: "Son, I don't plan to buy it."
Film immediately said: "Sir, you can think about it again..."
"Son, I haven't finished yet," Kord waved his hand, and at the same time pulled out two blank letterheads from a certain drawer of the desk, took a dip pen and began to write quickly, and continued while writing, "I'm not buying it because it's worth more I'll write you two letters which should be of great help to you..."
Film looked at Kord's actions in some confusion. Before he asked, he heard the big businessman on the opposite side say: "Have you figured out how to name this new thing you created?"
"I call it 'Phantom Drama', sir." Film said quickly.
"Okay, I'll write it down."
After writing quickly for a while, Cod packed one of the letters, sealed it with wax paint, wrapped it with a special magic thread, and handed the other unsealed letter directly to Film: "This is a letter of proof, You take it and your "Magic Shadow Drama" to the Government Affairs Office, find the "Patent Registry", the sooner the better. In addition, this letter is a letter of introduction, you take it to the Magic Network Communication Bureau, and find the Grand Consul He Your Highness Dee, or go to the Magic Technology Department and find His Highness Rebecca... Believe me, they will see you."
Film, who was born as a commoner and whose family has served the nobility for generations, was taken aback when he heard Kodd's words. He couldn't believe the name he heard, and he couldn't believe that he might have to meet the two highnesses of the empire. His development was completely beyond the young man's imagination, and he even exclaimed a little.
After being re-confirmed by Kodd, Film was sure that there was nothing wrong with his ears. Then he lowered his head and glanced at the certificate written to the "Patent Registration Office" of the Government Affairs Department. He saw himself on it. name
To the Patent Registry of the Government Affairs Office:
This is to certify that Mr. Film from Barron Town in the Holy Spirit Plain is the creator and owner of the "Magic Shadow Drama" technology... Mr. Film should fully have the right to benefit, use and dispose of this technology (creative idea) And enjoy all the corresponding honors.
Carroll Business Association Cord Baldwin
Cord let out a long breath, a strange sense of relief haunting him.
"Sir..." Film looked at the supporting documents in his hand. Even if he didn't understand the new laws about technology, even if he didn't understand the operating rules of the "Cecil Order", he was aware of the truth behind these two documents at this moment. The meaning and Kord's intentions, the young man from Barron said with hesitation, "How should I repay you?"
Kord looked at Film, and in those light-colored eyes, he saw sincerity and a trace of anxiety.
"I have only one request," said the great businessman slowly, "one day, when your phantom drama develops, when your 'theater in the crystal' is everywhere, I hope that the beginning of each of your works Give me half a minute until the day Codd Housekeeper closes."
"Half a minute?"
"Yes, that's the price I'm asking for to display my merchandise."
"Of course, sir, there is no problem." Film said quickly.
Cord nodded slightly.
Perhaps the standard answer for a knight is no need to repay.
But he is a businessman.
A fine businessman.
The young man from Barron stood up, carrying two letters in his pocket, and took his suitcase. With a down-to-earth and relaxed smile, he said goodbye and left.
Cord watched the young man walk towards the door, and when the other party was about to step through the door, he stood up suddenly: "Mr. Film."
Film stopped in confusion and turned his head: "Yes, sir?"
"Welcome to the southern border," Cord said loudly with a smile, "Gold is everywhere here."
Film was stunned for a moment, and after he realized it, he also smiled back: "Yes, Mr. Corder, thank you."
Quiet in the office.
Cord left the desk and walked slowly to the French windows.
The snowflakes are still falling one after another, and the north wind blows in, the snow dances like a veil, and the factory buildings and roads are gradually silvery.
The sky is getting darker, and on the road leading to the city center, the magic crystal street lamps are gradually lit up, and the shadows of passers-by in winter clothes and black cars are gradually thinning out. Only the magic net terminals at the end of the road and near the square are casting light as usual, Showing images.
"Good luck, young man."
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Leaving Kodd Family Business, Film returned to the avenue with a somewhat joyful mood, burning in his chest with anticipation for the future, as if making this cold snowy day even more lovely.
He saw a figure standing not far away, and snowflakes hovered around that figure, churning and flying like elves.
"Hi! Fendil!" Film quickly stepped forward and greeted him, "I thought you had already left..."
Fendil, who has short silver-white hair, laughed and looked at Film who was full of smiles: "I have nothing to do, so why not wait here for your good news and see your expression, it should indeed be good news?"
"Yes," Film looked away from the flying snowflakes around Fendil. When he was on the boat, he knew the identity of the other spellcaster, but Fendil's character was different from other spellcasters he had seen. After the initial tension dissipated, he only admired and envied Fendil's magical power of controlling ice and snow, "It's good news, but Mr. Codd didn't buy my 'idea'."
"oh?"
"He gave me two letters, one to the Government Affairs Office, saying that he could prove the ownership of the 'Magic Shadow Drama' to me, and another letter, asking me to take it to Didu, saying that he could meet Ruibei Princess Ka and Princess Hetty..."
"Ah," Fendil said softly, and turned his head, and glanced at the gate of Corder's Family Information Company, "This Mr. Corder... is indeed an upright person."
"What did you say?"
"No, it's nothing." Fendil shook his head with a smile. "It seems that we can go together for a long time, and I'm going to Didu too."
Film showed a rather happy look: "Really? By the way, I never asked, what exactly are you doing in the south?"
"I'm here to study," Fendil smiled and spread his hands. "My aunt thinks I should learn something that I can't learn at home. She always uses other people's children to stimulate me."
"Ah... that's really a disaster."
"Who said it wasn't?"