Chapter 2742: Emperor's Art

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, slightly embarrassed.
I coughed lightly, hurriedly rounded up the field, and said, "Foster father, how much have you studied ancient characters?"
The other three people also turned their eyes to Master Dewey with the help of Poxia Donkey. The latter stopped slightly and said in a slight thought, "There are more than twenty."
Seeing Master Dewey's answer, everyone unanimously breathed a sigh of relief.
Master Hall smiled and said, "Speaking of which, thanks to Xiao Yi, the development progress of the submarine has gone further, and now it has been able to dive safely to a depth of about 20,000 meters."
I looked at him in surprise, and said in amazement: "Twenty thousand meters? How did you know? Could it be that... someone has dived there before?"
Master Hall smiled and said: "Yes, not long ago, the first batch of testers completed the test mission."
For a moment, I was silent, and after a while, I murmured: "That's a deep ocean of 20,000 meters, in case the hull cannot withstand the pressure, in case the sea monster attacks..."
"There is always someone involved in driving, otherwise how to get the real data?" On the side, Master Dewey said casually: "If you want scientific research results to be true and effective, you must take risks, even at sacrifices."
I stared at Master Dewey in a daze, remembering that he once committed a dangerous test of a submarine alone.
After a long while, I murmured: "Scientists, they dare to kill themselves than adventurers."
After listening to Master Dewey, he suddenly raised his head and said proudly: "Science is also an adventure, isn't it?"
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The holiday life for a few days was relatively comfortable, and at the same time I learned the views of Fort Witch on the source of the disaster.
Master Dewey has no opinion on the source of disaster, but from the behavior point of view, he is still more inclined to wipe out all the monsters in the source of disaster in order to exterminate the future troubles. Otherwise, why should he stay bored in the laboratory day and night? , Research various weapons inherited from the Celestial people.
Master Hall’s view on the source of disaster is moderate. He thinks that it is more appropriate to re-seal the source of disaster with fine gold and mithril. After all, he can get rid of the threat of disaster directly. At the same time, he doesn’t know exactly what the source of disaster is. How many terrible disasters did not show up.
Compared to Master Hall’s caution, the Dwarf King is much more carefree. He has always been a militant faction. He always believes that disasters are uneven and the melee is endless, but in fact, even if the disaster is eliminated, there will still be melee. No less than before.
Besides, the Goblin King, who had always been at odds with the Dwarf King, unexpectedly agreed with the Dwarf King's viewpoint, and believed that the most advantageous way to deal with disasters was war.
Cruel wars will kill people, but at the same time they can also inspire human fighting spirit. Fighting spirit is like a raging flame, and the tragedy of war dead is like grease. Adding the right amount will make the flame burn more vigorously.
When I heard this remark, my heart broke down-I always thought that the Goblin King was that kind of fierce anti-war element, but I was wrong, so wrong.
Not only is the Goblin King not an anti-war, he is even more ruthless than a militant.
When the local Jing Wang saw my expression clearly, he quickly understood what I was thinking, so he smiled and said, "Do you think I am cruel?"
I honestly admitted: "Somewhat."
"Cruelty is only for certain people" Goblin King said: "And you, who are in the upper class, can't regard this kind of behavior as cruelty, but an emperor's skill."
Patting the back of my hand lightly, the Goblin King recalled: "Once upon a time, I and you had the same idea, and both thought this was a cruel behavior. This kind of thing can only be done by a guy who is cold-blooded like the devil, and like this The cold-blooded guy should be hanged!"
"But" he sighed softly and said: "My father told me that this world is not fair, and there is no fairness. Some people have everything if they are waiting to be fed, and some are old and old. Some people do a lot of evil, but they are happy and happy, some are honest and sincere, but they are troubled and troubled. As a superior person, some problems can no longer be viewed from ordinary people's eyes, but superior We should look at it as we should. The cruel behavior for ordinary people is not cruel to us, but an opportunity. An opportunity to use the emperor's art to the fullest. Such opportunities are rare and rare. But as long as we grasp it, the status of our family can continue and never decline."
The words of the Goblin King shocked me and felt a little sad.
Perhaps as his father said, on some occasions, ignoring life is not cruel, but opportunity, an opportunity to play the emperor's skills.
The one-week vacation soon ended, and a group of people took the magic airship back home.
After I got home, the girls sorted out the things they bought, the men gathered around the yard to drink and chat and brag, and I hurriedly left and went to the adventurer base.
Through the call crystal of the adventurer base, I contacted Simmons Rock.
Originally, I could contact him with the call crystal that I carried, but I think it was more solemn and more ritual to contact him with the call crystal of the adventurer base.
Simmons Locke quickly answered the call, and his voice was as loud as ever: "It turned out to be Xiao Yi, how come you have time to contact my old man today?"
"I want to ask you a question, Your Majesty."
"Oh? The tone is so solemn...speak, what's the problem with you."
"How do you view the source of the disaster?"
In the crystal, Simmons Locke's voice hesitated a little. After a while, he said: "You want to ask me what I think about sealing calamity and eliminating calamity?"
"You are so wise," I complimented.
"To be honest," Simmons Locke said, "I am more inclined to seal the disaster."
"Oh?" I was slightly surprised that Simmons Rock was a militant genre from the very beginning, and he belonged to the type who would dare not accept and fight directly. How could he suddenly become a moderate?
When I was in doubt, I asked again: "Why?"
Simmons Locke said: "Because I don't want to waste the life of an adventurer on disasters, it's worthless."
"Isn't... worth it?"
"Yes, it has no value at all," Simmons Locke emphasized: "They could have farmed more monsters in the dungeon, and even wandered through the lesser-known secret realms, but died under the baptism of calamity like a grass. This is not only an insult to their strength, but also a disregard for the value of their lives."
Create more value?
Sure enough, although the emperor's art of each monarch sounds different, the essence is exactly the same.
"Since you are more inclined to seal disasters, your majesty, why don't you make similar suggestions to the other monarchs?" I wondered: "Are you worried about being ignored?"
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