Soon, Yu Qingdong saw the original copy of the so-called "tender document".
After seeing that the signature was Canaan Company, he breathed a sigh of relief. It was okay, okay, there was still room for redemption.
"What tricks did you do to those artificial intelligence programs to make them so passive now?"
"You don't have to worry about this. Someone will naturally take responsibility for this."
"What now? He will be back soon."
"This is also what I want to ask you. As the person who knows him best, your opinion is very important."
"It's so important. Why didn't you consider my opinion when you were doing the tricks? I have repeatedly said that you should be careful when dealing with him. He seems to be very... easy to talk to, but in fact he is very strong, very self-centered, and very... proud.
An (arrogant) person may not care about some of your little actions, or even laugh at them, because he doesn't care, but when you threaten the things he cares about and touch the red line, his reaction will be unpredictable."
"...This time we were reckless. The key is how to deal with the aftermath."
"What else can we do? There was no tendering before, but now we have to do it."
"You mean..."
"You see, the signature is still Canaan Company, which proves that he has no intention of bypassing us and contacting foreign forces. This means that he just wants to give us a warning, and he is also watching our reaction. If we make any more small moves...then...
It’s really hard to say.”
"If you invite bids...for such an important thing..."
"What on earth do you want to get? If he is an alien, all these tricks you are doing are just a joke and a big sword in front of Guan Gong. If he is not, if Canaan is really... then it will be even more useless, separated by a world,
I don’t know how many light-years away, can you still control remote control? And it was discovered by others... I don’t understand. Even a layman like me can think clearly about these principles, but so many experts and think tanks have collectively lost their minds?"
"There have been some personnel changes in the team recently, so there is some confusion in terms of guiding ideology."
Yu Qingdong rolled his eyes, "A layman leads an expert again?"
"Watch your words!"
Under the other party's stern gaze, Yu Qingdong shrank his neck.
What kind of nonsense are these? Why don't people talk about it after making such a big fuss?
"Wait a moment, I'll make a call."
At this time, a team responsible for formulating the plan of Project Zero was in chaos. After receiving the call, it was like grabbing a life-saving straw. After meeting all night, they came up with a remedy plan.
Tender?
Then go ahead and do it in a big way, be confident, be open and transparent, and if the left side of your face is swollen, the right side should also be swollen, so that it looks symmetrical and your attitude is sincere.
"Yes, our company currently has such a plan, and has issued invitation letters to relevant entities based on the principle of openness and transparency. This tender will be open to the international community to dispel doubts from some quarters, especially some very popular ones.
Conspiracy theory, I believe that the world’s most cutting-edge technology is applied in Canaan, which can effectively fight back against such slander and attacks with ulterior motives..."
Just two hours later, Yu Qingdong was well-dressed and confident in front of numerous cameras and boasted in front of the media from various countries who came after hearing the news.
"This guy..."
In the aftermath team of Project Zero, a person in charge of front-end and back-end communication pointed at Yu Dazui on the screen. Mr. Yu always likes to talk off-topic, and I don’t know when I can control his mouth.
.”
"You are not suitable to put such an important person in such an important position."
A slightly sharp voice made the person in charge frown, and he knew who the speaker was without looking.
He sighed in his heart and said, "Our perceptions are not important, his perceptions are the most important. This mistake has sounded the alarm for us. On matters involving him, no matter how small the impact
We must also take into account... We should pay attention to the opinions of professionals, especially those of front-line close contacts. We cannot close the door and decide this or adjust that. This is not a scientific and prudent work attitude, and it is something we must try our best to avoid in the future.
.”
The slightly sharp voice stopped speaking, and the atmosphere in the conference room became slightly solemn.
The person in charge thought, it’s understandable that you come here to pick fruits and want political achievements, but it’s too natural for you to apply the external methods to the goal of Project Zero, but this is an ordinary thing, ordinary people, he will listen to you
Here comes the baton?
joke!
…
Bei Gaoyang was very busy and didn't have much time. He came back very quickly this time. He had just come up with the aftermath plan and Yu Qingdong had just confirmed the bidding in the media when he appeared in the basement of the small red building.
When the electric arc that spread throughout the basement dissipated, a highlighted figure resembling a Terminator gradually cooled down, and the details of his appearance were restored.
First, he sensed the concentration of magic power around him, then checked the consumption progress of the magic power reserve materials on the basement board, then turned around and watched a flickering candlelight descending the stairs.
"This ghost place looks like there is some kind of monster hiding underneath. Did you hear that just now?"
"Um"
"It's not that lonely ghost who bumped in again, is it?"
"It's a ghost"
“It’s not the same”
"The instructor said that our environment here is special, so... it attracts ghosts, right?"
"Are there really ghosts in this world? Do people really have souls? Death is not the end, but they will still exist in the form of souls for a period of time?"
"I don't know either... Our place is special, there should be no ghosts outside."
"Magic!"
"Yeah yeah"
"By the way, have you finished your homework?"
"That's almost it. How about you?"
"It's hard for me. I can't describe the fourth spell configuration. My brain seems to be full and there is no hard drive space. Alas, this may be the talent the instructor mentioned."
"Diligence can make up for weakness... Yeah, there is someone!"
"Why is there someone? It's not a ghost...ah, it's a mentor!"
The two apprentices hurriedly performed a lame mage salute. Bei Gaoyang nodded and snapped his fingers.
A large area of light emerged from the basement, and the magic patterns engraved on the baseboard and walls all lit up. Xiao Ai's clone Xiao Qi activated and sent him a greeting message.
"What's your number?"
"1589"
"1190"
"What time is it now?"
"April 14, 9:34 pm."
"Did anything happen while I was gone?"
"...People from outside came in twice, and it was Yu Dazui who brought it, saying they had your permission."
"What else?"
"A week ago, student number 1547 had an accident while replacing the magic energy storage unit. He was a little...somewhat unconscious. Xiaoqi isolated him on the fourth floor and there was no sound for many days. We were very worried...
"
"Accident!?" Bei Gaoyang frowned slightly, and then received a detailed report from Xiao Qi.
It turns out that there was an 'improper operation' during the replacement of the 'battery', which caused a short circuit in the magic power and the overloaded magic power 'charged' it.
"I understand, go and inform others that I will check your homework tomorrow."
"……yes!"
"Go for it!"
The two apprentices cautiously went upstairs. After breaking away from Bei Gaoyang's sight, they still felt a pair of eyes staring at their backs. They were afraid and cautious. They didn't dare to take a big breath until they returned to their respective rooms.
Slowly walking up the steps, Bei Gaoyang sensed the slight difference between the magic environment and when he left. The magic power reserve unit was being consumed faster than expected. In just over twenty days, the remaining reserve was almost exhausted.
This is the planned reserve for two months.
If it is consumed so quickly, it is natural that the magic power has escaped, which means that the 'Spirit Gathering Array' is not functioning as expected in this magic desert.
Sure enough, in the mental perception, the magic power encountered invisible resistance in the operation of the "circuit", just like a resistance. In order to overcome this resistance, it had to speed up and increase the speed of operation, so the phenomenon of 'heating' appeared.
This method of converting magic power into heat forms an escape phenomenon.
Whether it is resistance or magic resistance, they do not exist in Canaan. They are unique to the earth and are a manifestation of different rules.
On the first floor, all the apprentices already knew that he was back, and they were all waiting in the living room. However, after more than twenty days of separation, it seemed like they had been gone for a long time.
"Salute to you, mentor!"
The apprentices' mage rituals are much smoother than before. It can be seen that they have practiced a lot in private, their attitudes are more upright than when they left, and their mental state is also positive. They all seem to have accepted this imprisoned life.
The respect and fear for him come from the bottom of my heart.
Such changes are naturally not caused by external factors.
"You come one by one!"
Sitting on his own sofa as if no one else was around, Bei Gaoyang pointed his finger and said, "Let's start with you."
The homework before leaving was to memorize, describe and cast the configurations of the four zero-level spells of light, cleansing, disease-removing and powerful.
In terms of the concentration of magic power here, the difficulty is higher than that of Canaan. In terms of their soul qualifications, they have natural advantages over Canaan's apprentices. Just refer to Bei Gaoyang himself. I think back then, he was in this place.
It is not difficult to learn and cast four zero-level spells in one stage, it only takes three days.
The first student called out was Ding Jian.
He saluted nervously and reported his student number and learning progress. He was qualified if he could memorize and cast two of the four zero-level spells.
"Lighting and cleaning techniques, right? Okay, let's get started!" Bei Gaoyang no longer remembered this 'genius' who was discovered by himself in the factory. He was a little dissatisfied with his nervousness, and his voice was unknowingly harsh.
Under the nervous gaze of all the students, Ding Jian took a deep breath to calm down and entered a state of 'meditation'. The expression on his face gradually disappeared, and his posture gradually became upright and confident.
His hands danced rapidly on the non-existent keys as if playing a piano, and he murmured something. After preparing for about 5 seconds, he popped out a silver coin.
"Zheng!"
As the coin flipped in the air, it made a slight crisp sound, and a little light appeared on the surface of the silver coin, and then the light exploded.
Finally, a small luminous dot remained in the air, emitting bright and natural light, making all the apprentices excited and commotion.
This is the root of their change in attitude.
Who would pass up a chance to become Superman?
"Not bad!" Bei Gaoyang commented, and then asked: "What is your spell?"
"I, I don't know either..." Ding Jian wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied respectfully, "I think spells are just an expression of emotions. Emotions are the carrier of spiritual power. Only when the ability is not enough, can
It is necessary to use spells and spell-casting gestures to assist the casting of spells. Therefore,
Spells change according to the environment, the timely conditions when casting the spell, and the physical and mental state at that time. There is no universal model, nor is there a fixed sentence. It is changing, and it has no meaning. It can barely be described.
, it’s more like the elemental spirits are ‘speaking’.”
Bei Gaoyang felt very complicated after hearing this.
He also said similar words to his mentor, and he still remembers his mentor's expression at that time.
This is so eye-catching among a group of submissive apprentices, but here, there are a group of such apprentices.
Racial differences?
Are humans on Earth smarter than humans in Canaan?
It seems so, but it seems not.
"Next!"
However, Bei Gaoyang didn't even say a word of praise or comment on this lofty speech, and just called the next apprentice.
Ding Jian wanted to say that he still had the cleaning skills to use, but the next apprentice had already jumped up and tried, so he had to retreat.
"Gigantic power?"
"Yes, yes mentor!"
"Let's get started!"
They are all zero-level spells. Naturally, you choose the one you are most receptive to and learn them. Although the spell configurations appear to be similar, you can see the 'bias' of each student. This bias is only known by magic instructors, and it may determine them.
A lifelong magic path.
The apprentice who chose the Juli Technique was a little fat man with some baby fat on his face. He looked to be at least eighteen or nineteen years old, and he didn't know what he did before.
He was even more nervous than Ding Jian. He stumbled and prepared for a long time before he started to cast the spell.
Once he entered the spell-casting state, his hesitation and nervousness disappeared completely, his baby-fat face became solemn, and his entire temperament changed.
His spells were recited very loudly, like roaring, or giving orders to someone who did not exist. In contrast, his spell-casting gestures were very simple, with ten fat fingers dancing briefly.
He slapped his chest with his right palm.
The spell was cast successfully.
His figure began to grow taller, the muscles on his body bulged, his fat arms bulged with biceps that represented strength, his chest became thicker and harder, and the baby fat on his face was replaced by hard muscle lines.
Fat Man completed the gorgeous transformation of a bodybuilder and completely aroused the emotions of the apprentices.
It seemed that none of them had disclosed their study progress in private. This protection of privacy satisfied Bei Gaoyang, who had repeatedly emphasized it, so his tone softened a lot.
"That's it!", he said.
The little fat man breathed a sigh of relief, the effect of the spell ended, and his figure deflated like a deflated rubber ball.
At this time, Yu Qingdong arrived.
Bei Gaoyang ignored it and asked the little fat man, "What do you think of spells?"
"I, I, I don't have any idea. How do you feel comfortable? I don't know what I am reciting. It seems to be different every time..."
The little fat man scratched his head and said nervously and shyly.
