"Archimedes has the worst reputation, and the three of us are eccentrics. Because of him, we are called the four perverts of the college. Because he likes to think while taking a bath, and once he discovers something, he will definitely be naked. Running around excitedly all over the street. Alas, the reputation of the four elites of the academy has been ruined by him."
Su Ye said, "It seems that Archimedes is normal."
Aristotle squinted at Su ye, as if there were two big characters written in his eyes.
abnormal!
In the magic carriage, Su Ye and Aristotle chatted happily.
Slowly, it turned into Su ye asking Aristotle for magic knowledge.
Aristotle was originally the teacher of the college, teaching seriously.
Su ye took the magic book and recorded it frantically.
Aristotle's eyes kept showing admiration. He thought that Su ye would be proud after having a reputation that shocked Athens and enviable multiple talents, and even wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with the four masters of the academy. He also felt that he was too young, that Su ye would only regard himself as a peer, and would not learn humbly, but that was not the case at all.
In the far east, in the city of Persia.
Yixinna looked at the two reports in front of her, and sat on the jeweled throne with a smile on her face.
One is from Euboea Island.
One is from the city of Ephesus.
"Brother-in-law Mardous was so lucky that he found the remains of Queen Feng on Euboea Island in Greece. He said that he would bring it back to see me off after he landed on the Marathon Plain and conquered the city and returned to the army. Queen of Wind and Queen of Ice, Naturally born kings are rare servants of miracles, which is really exciting."
Then, Yixinna looked to the other side.
"Take away two of my miraculous servants, and want to snatch the third one? Just dream! Let me think about it, next time we meet, I will let him understand that in front of Fenghou, his flame goblin and rock dwarf are vulnerable .However, save him some face, after all, he is helping me make money."
It was getting dark.
"Arrive in Sparta immediately, you can look out the window directly ahead." Aristotle said.
Su ye walked to the window and looked down.
At dusk, the land is vast, covered with forests, and the mountains are undulating.
A majestic giant city stands in front of it, like a fortress carved by the gods using mountains.
In the city, the most eye-catching are the giant statues of gods.
Like the city of Athens, the tallest statue here is still the statue of Zeus, the king of gods in the east.
The second tallest is the statue of Hera, the queen of the West.
But the one with the largest number is the statue of Ares, the god of war.
Bronze, marble, plaster, tin, wood, you name it.
Apart from the tall statues of gods, the most eye-catching ones are gray and white circular buildings.
A densely packed circular arena.
In the very middle of the city, a giant arena far surpassing the arena of Athens stands in front of it like the mouth of a dragon.
The aura of that arena even surpassed that of a god statue.
In each of the eight directions of the arena, there is a statue of Ares.
"That arena is really the largest in the world, better than Rome? And Sparta has more arenas than Rome?" Suye asked.
"Yes." Aristotle said.
"It's really a magnificent city." Su Ye's heart slowly became hot.
"Learn to control your emotions. In Sparta, everything is under the control of Ares." Aristotle said.
Su ye nodded, but felt a little strange. Usually, Ares was called the God of War, while Aristotle called him by his first name. It was not impossible to call him that way, but Aristotle didn't seem to have the slightest respect for the God of War.
Suddenly, Su ye turned his head to look to one side, then quickly walked to the side window of the carriage and looked down.
There are mountains lying there, and a long and narrow canyon seems to be split by the sword of the gods, and the mouth of the valley faces the city of Sparta.
Even if they were far away, Su ye, who had the eyes of the magic eagle, could still see a dense white thing in the canyon.
Su ye's eyes dimmed, and the blood on his face gradually faded.
"Is that the Abandoned Canyon over there?" Suye asked.
Aristotle sighed and said, "That's right. Spartan babies born to civilians other than nobles will be sent to the baby hall called Lusk for examination. If the baby is too weak, it will be thrown into the abandoned It fends itself in the canyon. Of course, there are well-meaning people feeding the babies in it all the time, but obviously, babies in that kind of place are very difficult to survive."
Su Ye said: "So the surviving babies, even if they grow up, do not have the citizenship rights of Sparta. They are called abandoned soldiers. They can only become citizens of Sparta again after they have made great achievements. However, they and their descendants, Even if you make great achievements, unless you are promoted to a demigod, you will never be able to become a nobleman, right?"
"That's right. No abandoned warrior has been promoted to a demigod, and no abandoned warrior has become a nobleman." Aristotle said.
Suye sighed and said, "The first time I heard about the Abandoned Canyon, I was a little sad. I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes."
"Ares is Sparta, the Arena is Sparta, the Greek First Warrior Legion is Sparta, and the Abandoned Canyon is Sparta." Aristotle said slowly.
"Yes, where there is light, there is night."
At this time, the sun was slowly setting.
The city of Sparta was gradually shrouded in darkness.
Even the statues of the gods are only left with huge shadows in the dark night.
The carriage landed outside the city, drove in slowly, and finally stopped at the side entrance of a huge arena.
The two got off the carriage, and Su ye looked up at the high outer wall of the arena.
"Is this arena as big as the Great Arena in Athens?" Suye asked.
"The diameter is tens of meters smaller."
"As expected, it is the city of warriors and the capital of gladiators. Such a big arena belongs to only one gladiator academy?" Suye asked.
"Correctly speaking, only the strongest gladiator academy can enter this gladiator arena, and this gladiator academy has only one name 'the first gladiator academy'."
"How many gladiators are there in the First Gladiator Academy?" Suye asked.
"The number of gladiators registered at the same time exceeds 10,000, and the number of people training in the academy is generally no less than 5,000. Have you seen the surrounding houses?"
Su ye looked at the nearby white houses.
"These dwellings are either the gladiators of the First Academy or their family members. The more than 10,000 households in the entire block are related to the First Gladiator Academy." Aristotle said.
"strange place..."
Su ye didn't expect that this Sparta was so much stronger than Blue Star's Sparta.
"Let's go to Julius. He is the head of the first gladiator academy, a very legendary figure. An ordinary civilian, just an ordinary black iron warrior, can rely on hard work and learning, from a small stall From the beginning, step by step, he became the figure who calls the wind and rain in the city of Sparta." Aristotle said as he walked.
"Are all the Gladiator Academy in Sparta a for-profit business?" Suye asked.
"Yes, I was a little disgusted at first, but after a deeper understanding, I have to praise the great power of commerce. Without these gladiator merchants, Sparta would not be so powerful." Aristotle sighed.
Su Ye nodded and said: "Indeed. Money is indeed related to evil, but it is not money that brings evil, but people. This is the basic truth that many people don't understand. If you can't treat money as an ordinary item like rice noodles, Whether beautifying or uglifying, it will distort the whole society and hinder human progress."
"A rare angle." Aristotle gave Su ye a surprised look.
"It's very simple. If money is belittled and vilified, it must be tantamount to preventing money from directly or indirectly promoting social progress; if money is over-beautified, people will regard money as a measure of everything and cause society to regress. I think we should treat money with a The middle way, when money is a neutral thing, be wary of the wrong speech that advocates treating money as dung, and at the same time be wary of the wrong speech that money is more important than everything else. The world is balanced. For example, some people belittle money, but everyone I know that the actual money is not that low, so someone will inevitably raise the money. If everyone says that the money is neither high nor low, then no one will want to raise it. Unfortunately, all the examples in history have proved that human beings just like Go to extremes. Fortunately, better people don't do this." Su ye said casually.
"The middle way? The middle way? The middle way! Suye, you are a treasure!" Aristotle suddenly exclaimed excitedly.
Some people nearby looked here, but Aristotle didn't care at all, his eyes kept flashing like magic lamps.
"Uh..." Su ye suddenly realized that he had overlooked a key issue.
The current Aristotle may not have refined the concept of "middle way".
Su ye looked at Aristotle who was crazy with excitement, and wanted to explain, brother, you proposed it!
"I figured it out, I figured it out! Your so-called middle way in money can be extended to morality and ethics, and can even be extended to various fields. For example, the middle way in morality is goodness, no matter how much or Anything less is evil. Another example... "
Aristotle, like a teacher giving a lesson to students, began to explain with a crackling meal.
Su ye saw it, what else could he do
Take out the magic book and record it.
After talking for half an hour, Aristotle finally explained his ideas.
Finally, he suddenly bowed ninety degrees to Su ye.
Su ye hurriedly helped Aristotle up.
"Get up quickly..." Su ye said hurriedly.
"You are my teacher of words." Aristotle said solemnly.
Su Ye couldn't laugh or cry: "I just said it casually, at most it gave you a little inspiration."
"Sometimes a little inspiration is better than ten years of thinking." Aristotle said seriously.
Su ye was helpless, but he couldn't tell the truth.
"Let's go, let's go to Julius. If I write related books in the future, I must indicate that the source of the 'middle way' is you." Aristotle was in a good mood, and he looked at Su Ye with a strong look in his eyes Recognition, respect and appreciation.
"Actually, you don't need it. You figured it out yourself..." Su ye was helpless.
"No! Let's not fuss over these details." Aristotle patted Su Ye's shoulder affectionately, and they walked into the arena together.
Su Ye sighed in his heart, no wonder Aristotle had such great achievements, a majestic sanctuary mage, the darling of the entire magic world, bowed so humbly to a young bronze mage.
Aristotle happily said to a man guarding the side door: "Go and tell Julius that Aristotle is here."
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The fruit is a pseudonym.