A certain scientific research base was filled with joy.
Teachers and students are all cheering.
"We don't have to worry about funding in the future. We can just buy one bottle of reagents and pour one bottle at a time."
“One copy of all supplies is at home, one in the laboratory, and one in the car, so they can be used at any time.”
"Unlimited investment, online application, quick approval in five minutes, am I dreaming?"
"Teacher, I heard that the laboratory next door also received such investment."
"Oh, then we have to work harder to achieve better results."
"In the past, they invested in extraordinary abilities related to alien species and source power, and all they gave us was leftovers. Now, finally, all the hard work has come to an end."
"Yes, there are those outstanding students who all want to be mages, players, and explorers, but they don't come to be graduate students or to work on projects." A certain teacher sighed.
Being a mage and a player is so interesting, you have power, money, and longevity.
In comparison, boring experiments, patchwork data, and hair-dropping papers are simply unattractive.
After working hard for more than thirty years, I have only achieved a little bit, and I am just a scientific research coolie.
Comparing the two aspects, almost 99% of the talents have been lost.
Now, you can apply for various resources.
As long as there are resources, there is no need to worry about being left alone.
Modern society is full of talents.
Every year, a large number of students graduate and have to worry about how to find suitable positions.
It is not uncommon for many PhDs to do undergraduate work.
What's more, after studying hard for 20 years, he finally became a gamer, moving wood and building houses in various worlds.
After letting the professors see it, they shouted that it was a waste of natural resources.
"But, teacher, it says here that you can apply for various resources, so can we apply for quotas for aliens and mages?" A student suddenly asked.
"You can try it." A certain teacher was also very excited.
Scientific research is good, but wouldn’t it be better to do scientific research after becoming a mage?
However, when students apply, a prompt pops up on the webpage, "You can apply, but you must wait until you retire before you can receive it. The application will be approved based on the assessment before retirement."
Wen Rensheng is not an outsider in scientific research. He understands that most people are doing hard work. Modern scientific research is a team's research. The leader controls the direction and divides the tasks. The students and assistants below complete the experiments and data.
Finally analyze the results.
There's a lot of trial and error involved.
Many studies are ineffective in the end, and it is an outsider's idea to expect that every penny spent will be rewarded accordingly.
In fact, if you invest a thousand, it would be nice if one of them can be used in the right way.
Of course, once you find the right path, the rate of return is infinite. Just like the research and development of penicillin, many people have found the wrong direction, but as long as one finds the right path, countless lives can be saved in the future.
The criterion for evaluation is whether these people are trying to find the right direction instead of just messing around with money.
Regarding this, it is difficult to judge in the real world, after all, there is no mind reading ability.
In the Dongzhou world, it is much simpler because of the ability to read minds.
You can sort out who is a pure bastard, who is a hard worker, and who is a hard worker.
Screening once a year is enough.
The hard-working and hard-working people stay, and the bastards are eliminated in proportion.
You can't eliminate them all, sometimes the bad guys do miracles.
After placing this chess piece, Wen Rensheng went to do the second thing.
He wants to build a team of "guardians".
The purpose, of course, is to protect the surrounding worlds so that they can maintain their own themes.
As for how to build it, he has a good idea.
It's better to come from the locals.
…………
Sir, looking at the fireworks burning in the distance, he was shivering in the castle.
"Damn it, damn it, I am a noble knight, conferred by His Majesty the King himself, but they dare to bring a group of untouchables to rob my fields and my village."
"Master, let's quickly go and join Countess Verna. She still has a hundred knights and three thousand militiamen." The civil officer next to him persuaded.
"The countess has been hanged," said the cavalry captain on the side.
He only has five cavalry at his disposal, and they are all half-armored.
He is better informed.
In fact, the reason why he and Sir Sir are still alive is simply because they are too weak and not worthy of a special trip.
This time it will be affected. It was a group of invaders who, after attacking the Countess, changed their route back and robbed some supplies on the way.
"It's over, then where should I escape to? Your noble king, why don't you send an army to wipe out these rebellions?" Sir Sir cried.
What a waste.
The cavalry captain was very disdainful.
It's a pity that my deceased father was a baron, so I was born with a title.
Just as he was thinking about it, a team approached the castle in the distance.
There were five hundred people in that team, and there were only one hundred soldiers in their castle.
"What should we do now?" Mr. Jazz was anxious.
It's a pity that his brain, which has been unused for too long, really makes him unable to think of any solution.
The only thing I can think of is to hold on to the castle and wait for the king to send people to clean up these rebellious people.
"We want to organize the serfs to defend the city together. We said that after defending the city, we will give them three meals." The cavalry captain still has some sense.
"Then organize it quickly."
"No," the civil officer advised, "if the serfs are allowed to go up the city wall, they will be deceived. There are several castles where serfs have opened the city gates."
"In this case, lock up those untouchables and never let them get close to the city gate!" Sir Sir yelled.
The cavalry captain sighed and looked towards the cliff behind.
The castle is built against the mountain.
He felt that it was time for him to consider running away.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a bright light flash before his eyes and a sentence appeared in his ear.
"Want to protect your land? Want to protect your hometown?"
"In no mood."
The cavalry captain said without hesitation.
He has no land at all here. The land belongs to Sir Sir, and he is just a mercenary.
As for his hometown, he was discriminated against and insulted there. Otherwise, how could he become a mercenary?
After answering, the light disappeared.
Then he saw that the jazz gentleman in front of him disappeared.
Half a minute later, Sir Sir appeared again.
The other person's eyes were full of energy, which was completely different from before.
The former jazz master was greedy and stupid, and he thought he was cunning and clever.
In fact, he is a fool who can't even read the ledger.
"I want to recruit soldiers, and I want to protect my land and hometown. No outsider can touch my land!"
He shouted, and then three more tentacles appeared on his body, all of which were invisible to others.
He immediately began to order, "Will, you go call the blacksmith and make arrows. Haven, you go call your cavalry and attendants, we are going to break out."
The previous panic is not visible at all. On the contrary, Sir Sir at this time is like a commander who has experienced battles for a long time.
