Chapter 62 Gramophone

Colin didn't know whether this Walder was the same Walder, but given that there were few magicians and the name had a strong southern flavor and was uncommon in Thunder City, the possibility was not low.

He was a little curious about what kind of person this guy who was even more fierce than himself was - even though according to Berkeley, the other person had been awakened for more than 10 years when he took the assessment.

"Ms. Fenia, can you let me meet that Walder?"

"this……"

Feniya hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Please come with me."

Colin soon understood why Fenia was hesitant.

How could the man in front of me, whose age was almost invisible, look anything like a magician?

Except for the white-washed coat on his body that could vaguely identify the appearance of a magic robe, everything else, including his shaved beard, unkempt face, and rags, all made him look more like a beggar than a magician.

Colin watched him arguing with the guard at the door, and for a moment he hesitated whether to step forward.

At the same time, based on Feniya's introduction along the way, he also had a little understanding of Wald's experience.

Before he could finish speaking, Colin raised his hand and interrupted:

"I understand what you mean. Using a one-way progressive sound wave that has passed through the wave-stabilizing magic pattern to offset the interference on the second layer will perfectly meet all the conditions of longitudinal deflection, right?"

"you?"

Colin took the top piece, glanced at it casually, raised his head and said:

"Research on the longitudinal deflection of sound waves?"

He looked at the young man who was leaning slightly on the sofa and writing on expensive gray bird paper with the best quill, his eyes full of envy.

Walder first expressed doubts about the age of the person in front of him, and then saw the gray badge representing a junior magician on the other person's chest, and then restrained himself slightly, turned to look at Fenia and said: "Madam..."

Colin nodded slightly, but soon sighed again.

With no source of income, Wald could only sell his research everywhere. However, his research was either too complicated to be realized, or it was a pure illusion like a castle in the air. No one was willing to invest money. Over time, he got himself into this.

A look.

The handwriting is clear, the typesetting is careful, and the calculation process is precise and rigorous.

However, Colin remained unmoved and sat there in silence for nearly ten minutes before turning his head to look at the sloppy man in front of him.

However, after looking at it for a long time, he frowned slightly.

"Mr. Walder, you should know that longitudinal buoyancy cannot be applied when the sound waves are stacked and progressive."

"Ms. Fenia, please don't drive me away immediately. This time... this time I can guarantee that my research is valuable. You can ask the magicians of the Chamber of Commerce to verify it..."

"I heard that your written test scores were excellent?"

Walder then pushed the precious wooden board towards Colin.

"Wouldn't it be interesting that people could store their voices and play them back when needed?"

Walder interrupted her excitedly and continued in an almost hoarse voice:

"As long as you can let the magician who designed the photo machine take a look at my research, he will definitely understand what I mean..."

"It doesn't seem that bad."

"891 points." Although his voice was not loud, his slightly puffed chest showed he was quite proud.

In Wald's opinion, since the designers of the photogrammaque could solve Sir Mora's problem, they must also be able to solve the problem of wave frequency hopping.

Walder retorted loudly, and then immediately said in a begging voice: "Sir..., as long as you show my research to the designer of the photo machine, he will definitely understand what I mean."

"If only I had such a good writing instrument..."

"Yes, yes, yes." Walder understood the content at a glance and nodded excitedly.

When he was thinking wildly, he saw the young man put down his pen, folded together the seven or eight pieces of paper he had written in just over twenty minutes, and then casually put them on the candles. After lighting them, he threw them into the fireplace nearby and let them go.

They burn to ashes.

Colin suddenly stood up, took out a gold coin from his coat pocket, and placed it on the table in front of him.

"You can trust this gentleman." Fenia said.

"Of course it makes sense."

Walder sat on the chair with only a small part of his buttocks and looked around cautiously. In this clean and tidy environment, he felt very uncomfortable.

Walder was so heartbroken that he bled.

Colin didn't ask any more questions.

Colin sighed when he heard the name "Gramophone".

However, he did not know that the solution used by Colin had nothing to do with Schiller Mora. Therefore, although he admired Wald's computing power and imagination, he could only say that his research

Worthless.

"Yes, but what if..."

"Don't you want someone to verify your research?" Colin said before Fenia could speak.

"I don't want money." Walder swallowed his saliva while looking at the shining gold coin.

"Ma'am, can you provide a room and prepare some paper and pens?"

After thinking for a while, he picked up two wooden boards again.

Walder glanced at him warily: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Ma'am, maybe we could hear what he's trying to say?"

Because he often made crazy moves and failed to complete the association's commissions on time, the association had no choice but to expel him after several attempts to persuade him to no avail.

"Then I can only say that your research is worthless." Colin spread his hands.

"Madam! Please believe me!"

However, Colin, who had seen a little bit of knowledge, did not immediately deny everything. He turned to Fenia and asked:

This guy seems to be well prepared.

As the designer of the video camera himself, Colin also knew very well why he thought so.

"Mr. Walder..."

"no problem."

This guy's thinking is so quick.

But the content is completely unknown.

Perhaps she had heard too many such words, and Feniya had no intention of Walder's assurance. She just didn't take a few steps back like before when the other party took out a stack of rough wooden boards.

"But, have you ever thought about how you would solve the problem of wave frequency hopping, not to mention how high the accuracy requirements of this device are. This is the most critical part of your research. Unfortunately, I have not seen your solution.

." Colin said.

…

What a mess.

Colin was noncommittal and continued reading.

He raised his head again, looked at the sloppy guy in front of him, and asked: "Mr. Walder, are you also a junior magician?"

The problem of wave frequency jumping is exactly the same as the key difficulty that Schiller Mora encountered when he originally conceived of the photo camera.

"But you can't deny that apart from that, my other calculation logic and experimental procedures are accurate."

It is said that this guy was originally a nominal magician of the association, with a bright future. However, I don’t know when he started to become more and more crazy about magic experiments and elemental research, and almost gave up meditation and spell training. Originally, this was not a bad thing. However, his research was always unique and difficult to understand. Berkeley's evaluation of him was "rigorous in logical thinking and overly bold in imagination."

"I don't deny it, but what's the point?" Colin said: "It's just a castle in the air."

In the reception room.

This time, I endured the discomfort and focused on a small section of it.

"Yeah." Walder lowered his head, as if he was reluctant to mention this matter.

"Yes, yes..." Walder's eyes shone with excitement.

He quickly looked through the remaining pieces.

Walder seemed to be afraid that the young man in front of him would not believe it, and immediately said in confusion:

"Once my research is established, there will be one more magical engineering item in the world. I have even given it a name. It was inspired by the phonograph, and I called it - the gramophone.

"I...I can't solve it." Walder said aggrievedly and helplessly.

Indeed, Wald's entire research is headed in this direction, but the key issues cannot be solved, everything is just empty talk, and if he continues to study according to his line of thinking, he will not be able to achieve results in his lifetime.

…

"Okay." Feniya had already seen Colin's intention.

These words made Colin and Fenia stunned at the same time.

Colin walked over curiously and poked his head to see what was written on his wooden board.

Colin thought that since this person could shine in the written examination, at least he was not a pure lunatic.

This is the second time Walder has emphasized this request.

"Take it, find a place to take a shower, change clothes, drink a glass of Fran's red wine, and then find a soft bed to sleep comfortably for a night. Come to the Magic Association to find me tomorrow morning."

Walder touched Jinlang with trembling hands, and then he woke up and said, "Excuse me, how can I find you?"

"Go to the reception desk of the association and state my name, and someone will show you the way."

"My name is Colin Venn."
Chapter completed!