"Please, Lord Manchester, the manuscripts received this time are very special. I once witnessed the actions of the publisher of the paper by chance.

You once presided over the follow-up development project of the [Ladder Plan] collected from the wreckage of the Goblin Empire. The entire Supreme Forest knows your contribution in this regard.

So I thought of you the first time I saw this paper! Only you are trustworthy, so please take a look!"

"Anderson, your useless flattery is of no use to me. You should know that I have heard too much of this." Manchester sighed, turned around and prepared to leave.

In fact, under normal circumstances, Manchester Light Chaser is not so aggressive, but now there is a certain possibility of capturing related research on ether particles.

If it were normal, if Anderson gave a magic paper with good ideas, even if Anderson didn't say it, Manchester would have taken a good look.

However, no matter how interesting the paper is, it should not be prevented from going to the laboratory on the Ether side.

Now Manchester Light Chaser has no intention of reviewing any magical academic papers for Editor-in-Chief Anderson. He now wants to give his body 24 pairs of wings and then fly to the institute.

"But Lord Manchester, don't you want to give our dear researchers a big enough gift? The Center for Ether Particle Magic was a new project that was rebuilt on the ruins of goblin research after the bankruptcy of the [Ladder Plan].

What appears before us now is a subject related to gods. Are you not moved at all?"

"Heart moved?"

Manchester had a sarcastic smile on his face:

"Anderson, don't be naive. Every year, in order to defraud magic funds, more than 200 papers claiming to be related to gods have been put into major research institutes. I hope to distribute some of the funds from the already small amount for them to do research.

But most of them are not as good as a piece of toilet paper. At least the toilet paper can wipe its butts clean, and the paper that records their useless magic papers will waste our magic when it is destroyed."

"Swear by the deity I respect, this magical paper in my hand is definitely not the bad toilet paper you have seen in the past."

Editor Anderson said very seriously:

“I even saw the upheaval of mainland changes in this paper, the smell of gunpowder fighting between major churches…

My dear Lord Manchester, the Supreme Forest has been silent for too long. I feel that the core of this paper has a little chance to re-illuminate the darkness that shrouded our people in the heads, and now, the match that lights this tiny candlelight is in your hands."

Manchester paused for a moment, turned his head and looked at Editor-in-Chief Anderson's firm eyes, remained silent for a moment, and cursed and took the paper in his hand:

"Silly pig, if the above content doesn't satisfy me, I must make you pay the price you deserve to delay my itinerary."

Manchester Ching Light is a qualified scholar and a compatriot who deeply loves the Supreme Forest.

If there is a one-in-a-million chance to change the situation where the Supreme Forest is now cut and bleed through one of his choices, Manchester never minded letting his flesh and blood fill the road of the Supreme Forest in the future.

What's more, Editor-in-Chief Anderson's sincere words finally aroused the scholar's curiosity.

Just as soon as he saw the title, the magic monarch subconsciously frowned:

"The Enhancement of the Divine Power and Mass Effect: Promoting the Qualification of the Divine Power from Scratch to Promote the Qualification of Literature" and the research topic of strengthening the divine power of the gods? Isn't that thing the most popular topic among the crazy believers who have been destroyed by faith?"

In the early years, during the period when the major churches had the greatest power, a large number of spellcasters were themselves one of the main bodies of faith. It was inevitable that a group of mages who believed in the gods would choose such a topic.

The purpose is not to study at all, but to try to attract the attention of the gods through such sensational means and become the chosen ones of God or even the favor of God.

Not to mention, there were some good casters who showed their hearts and thoughts back then who became the chosen ones, although the number was very small.

However, in the past two hundred years, the mages have become more rational about their future growth paths. For a long time, Manchester has not seen such a topic.

However, when he saw the signator of this magic paper, he was still subconsciously stunned.

Kyle D. Heloise?

"That new master of magic theory and potion, the student of Lucius' shameless child? One of the candidates for the Duchy of Ingiles, the Federation of Iber?"

With his first identity alone, Manchester had the idea of ​​continuing to watch.

A true master always holds the heart of an apprentice. This young man must have his own unique abilities when he can reach this level.

Thinking of this, he suppressed his irritability and watched patiently.

Time passes slowly like this.

The Monarch of Manchester and Editor-in-Chief Anderson stood at the entrance of the ancient tree of war, maintaining the posture of starting to flirt, frowning and constantly flirting.

The sound of breathing from the entrance of the cave came from the sound of the two people. Seeing the expression of the Monarch of Manchester, Editor Anderson's mouth curled up a smile.

The more he looked, the expression on the face of the monarch Manches became more and more unpredictable. Finally, he turned his head and walked straight to the direction of the ancient tree of war.

"Anderson, come in, I want to open the mage tower and don't be hurt by accident."

"Okay." Anderson's smile finally couldn't help it.

Soon, with light spots flashing across the ancient tree of war, this ancient tree with a long history in the Silver Moon Forest turned into the Mage Tower of the Monarch of Manchester.

After obtaining the blessing of Taling's computing power, Manchester began to send messages to magic monarchs or advanced mages from all over the mainland through various transnational information transmission methods.

At the same time, he began to compare the course of action of the church under the leadership of the god of literature in the paper, and began to check and verify some of the key contents through astrology, long-term trace verification, predicting the future and even making small wishes.

During this period, some basic information from all over the world began to be transmitted to the monarch of the Plastic Energy Science. By contrast, Manchester interrupted the connection with the Tower Spirit. Looking at this not many related papers, he was silent for a long time, and finally subconsciously spoke the hometown dialect of the ancient elf language thousands of years ago:

"Where did the madman come from?"

If he had been looking through this magic paper before, he had an attitude of scrutiny and curiosity, then now, when he put down the paper, only shock remained in his eyes.

Just like the words "Where did the madman come from?" that even his hometown dialect came out, he was extremely convinced that Master Kyle had created a miracle from the gods with his unparalleled imagination and action.

What shitty ether experimental research project?

He just wanted to go to the Principality of Ingillans as soon as possible to chat with the young man himself.

When he saw the Manchurian Monarch finally stopped calculating, Editor Anderson leaned over and asked in a low voice:

"Mr. Manchester, from your perspective, what page should this magic paper be put on in this issue."

"This is not nonsense. When you turn to the most critical page, remember to write my comment on the homepage of "Magic Truth", "Witness history and split the divine power as a mortal."

Also, for this issue of the paper, you... publish it in advance. According to my calculations, the latest one will be no more than one week. The god of literature will take another step forward.

Are all young people in the Iber Federation monsters? First, the lunatic Lucius, and now another Kyle emerges. In contrast, how long has it been since our Supreme Forest had such good seedlings appeared?"

Editor Anderson heard the old man Manchester and was speechless for a moment.

What can he say? While humans maintain a relatively smart brain, they can still be born. With such a cumulative number, it can be said that the life of an elf has been replaced by more than ten or even hundreds of generations.

Not smarter than they can give birth to.

Smarter than them are not compatible with them.

More compatible than them are less diverse.

It is more diverse than them, and it is not as fast as their growth rate.

If you think about it carefully, aren’t those guys just a group of hexagonal creatures to some extent?

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Falling Diary:

【Diary of Cat】

Recently, my body has recovered a lot, so I have more time to take care of my cat.

Today, when I was feeding them boneless salmon and canned chicken breasts, I almost closed it on the balcony because the rice cake was so active that I almost made a meal basin.

Then I carried Frosantang, who was well-behaved but not fussy, and fed her boneless salmon and canned cats in front of the rice cake.

That afternoon, the rice cakes were so tragic that I always couldn't help but think of an animated picture.

(Evaluation: The animated picture is probably "X Yangyang, if you push it, Xi Yangyang has no strength.jpg")

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The exorcist in my impression is brave, decisive, and full of reliable aura - in fact, the exorcist, I will be stupid! (Flip the table)

The impression of the rift girl is evil, witty, and full of dark elements - the actual rift girl, wuwu, please don't let me work anymore!

This is a handsome young man with a soul-sliding intellectual responsibility in Tokyo, Japan. He found that there are monsters in this world, which is very dangerous. His life is in danger, but it is a little different from what he thought?

(End of this chapter)
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