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Chapter 165: The Assembly of the Renaissance

Following Ulysses into the construction site of the cathedral, Elijah looked at the busy workers in front of him in amazement.

A man who looked just like any ordinary person walked to the place where materials were piled, and his skin slowly turned into the color of steel. He picked up beams weighing thousands of kilograms and walked briskly.

Next to the pulley crane, the heavy objects in her hands were hung on the lifting platform; a woman wearing linen clothes raised her hands to the sky, and the sun's rays condensed and refracted above her head into a straight beam of light, shining parallel to the ground.

In the corner of the construction site, there were several monks holding drawings beside her, constantly asking the woman to adjust the direction of the light to measure the four pillars and broken lengths of the building; a young man who was still young was carrying two buckets of tung paint from Elijah.

He passed by quickly, and the figure was like a bow and arrow loose from the string. He kicked off his feet and his body actually jumped more than ten meters high, directly onto the high platform without the paint water spilling at all.

Elijah opened his eyes wide, without moving his gaze, and asked sideways: "Are these people...?"

Ulysses greeted the monks familiarly and said: "These people are alien species with various abilities. With the permission of the Holy Son, they became residents of Muxi Town. Although they are human

There are only a few of them, but with their convenient superpowers, they have gradually established a foothold in the town. You can see them in colleges, theaters, markets, workshops, farmland, and many places. By the way, when getting along with alien species

When doing this, pay attention to your words and deeds. They are a very united group. Any insult or attack will cause unnecessary trouble for you..."

Elijah followed Ulysses and continued walking forward, passing through the busy construction site and arriving at a temporary low house at the back.

Before entering the room, I heard a fierce argument coming from inside.

One was a melodious female voice: "I told you, these three slim spiers are the core of the cathedral! Eliminating them will destroy the beauty of the entire building!"

The other was a slightly helpless baritone: "Madam, the design is one thing, the actual construction is another."

Ulysses knocked on the door and led Elijah into the room.

Standing in the room were a beautiful woman and a group of embarrassed monks.

After some introductions and inquiries, Elijah finally figured out the cause and effect of the matter. This beautiful woman named Mary independently completed the construction drawings of Muxi Cathedral, but due to the architectural style and design concept, the monks

It was believed that there would be a series of problems such as overloading and shifting of the center of gravity during construction, and the drawings were required to be revised.

Elijah looked at the drawings carefully, communicated with both parties, and then borrowed paper and pen to start making calculations.

People in the room looked at this new guest in Muxi Town and asked Ulysses about his origins.

The latter explained with pride: "Elijah is the best student in the Royal Academy in recent decades and a genius recognized by the professors. He just arrived here from the ancient holy city today..."

After repeated calculations, Elijah took a piece of paper filled with formulas and began to make his own suggestions based on Mary's design: "These three spiers can be retained, and the original height can be kept unchanged, but the walls of the building

Some adjustments must be made to the structure. For example, the column base and column fence can be appropriately offset, and the vertebral structure can be reconstructed in this way. In addition, I suggest that the original two-story structure of the minaret be modified into a three-story structure.

.Here are the load-bearing formulas and floating ranges that I calculated based on the data on the design drawings. Due to the rush of time, you still need to make detailed calculations."

Ulysses nudged Elijah with his elbow and whispered: "It's getting late, it's almost here, and there is someone waiting to see you."

The latter nodded and left the construction site under the astonished eyes of the people in the room.

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Elijah and Ulysses finally arrived at the main square of Duxi Town, the center of the town.

“Sisters Inn.”

After reading the store sign softly, Elijah asked Ulysses: "Who is the person you said you wanted to see me?"

The young man did not answer his question, but opened the hotel door.

The moment Elijah stepped into the hotel, he was immediately attracted by the decoration style inside. Grass-green wall-creeping radish along the wooden branches formed natural screens between the tables, and small flowers of different colors were dotted on them.

; Clear water enters the house from the aqueduct outside the courtyard, and naturally flows down from the decorative holes on the wall, forming a small waterfall; the tables and chairs are different from those usually seen, but use back-reclining lounge chairs similar to the ancient Greek style

, equipped with cork cushions and cotton jackets, allowing people to sink their bodies into it and get complete relaxation.

Ulysses smiled and greeted Pamela, the maid. The latter recognized this guy who always drank wine but did not consume it, and gave him a blank look.

Elijah saw a familiar figure in the lobby of the hotel-Knight Dion.

This beauty, who was always the focus of high society in the capital of Tyro, was now sitting in a corner of the hotel dejectedly, looking at the barley tea and snacks in the cup in front of her, silent.

Elijah just wanted to talk to him about old times, but Ulysses grabbed his arm. The latter shook his head and said to the middle-aged man: "Dion has been in a bad mood recently, don't disturb him, I want to see him

Your people are on the second floor."

Walking up to the second floor, with the soft carpet under his feet, Elijah walked to the end of the corridor, waiting for Ulysses to knock on the door. When he saw the person on the bed, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Teacher Terrence?!

"

The old scholar who was rumored to be burned at the stake was currently lying peacefully on a comfortable bed. Although he was thin and looked sick, he was in good spirits.

When the old man lying on the bed saw the middle-aged man, his eyes lit up, his arms were slightly raised, and his face couldn't stop being happy.

Karin put away the herbs and food plates and said to the two people at the door: "He is still very weak. He cannot talk for a long time, let alone get excited or angry. Please pay more attention."

After saying that, she accompanied the old monk who was visiting the doctor and walked out of the room.

Elijah walked quickly to the bed, knelt on one knee, and put his head close to Terrence. In his impression, this old man who was once his academic mentor was standing on the podium, holding a pointer in one hand and a book in the other.

, the scene where the voice was so loud that it could be heard a hundred meters away was still before his eyes. But now, he was lying there, like a drowning man who had just been rescued from the sea, using all his strength to even breathe.

Elijah held Terrence's right hand with both hands, lowered his head, his body trembled slightly, and he choked silently.

Terrence turned his head gently to the two sad faces, frowned slightly, and said in a weak but firm voice: "Old man, I'm not dead yet! If you want to cry so much, use your tears to mine.

At the funeral!”

Ulysses gently wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, put a hand on Elijah's shoulder, and whispered: "There is one thing that Teacher Terrence wants you to complete."

Taking a piece of paper from the other party, Elijah slowly unfolded it. He looked closely and saw that the palm-sized piece of paper was filled with names. A rough count revealed that there were more than fifty people.

"Sandro Botticelli, Dirk Potts, Niccolò Machiavelli..." Elijah read these names softly, and quickly matched them with faces in his mind. These people

They are all students who graduated from the Royal Academy. Among them are poets, painters, writers, musicians, philosophers, sculptors, architects... But without exception, they were all once disciples of Master Terrence, and they were recognized

Because they are a group of talented people.

The veins on Terrence's arms bulged, and the force on his hands suddenly increased. There was a fire burning in his eyes: "Find them, don't say I am still alive, just say it is my last wish! Let these people come to Muxi Town!

"

Elijah looked at the old man in surprise and asked subconsciously: "Teacher, what do you want to do?"

"War! I want to start a war!" Terrence supported his body and sat up slowly, his eyes like a sharp knife unsheathed: "A war that uncovers the dirty veil and false nature of the church and revives classical culture and prosperity.

The war of art!”


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