Crown of Silence

Chapter 635 It’s dawn, it’s time to go to work

"No, actually I don't have much money left to sponsor you."

Ye Qingxuan shook his head and thought for a while, "At best, it's probably about ten million pounds, right?"

As if he didn't understand what Newton meant, he spread his hands and said seriously: "It will be gone after you spend it, so you need to use it sparingly."

"Where did you steal the children's pocket money from playing house?" Newton sneered, "Such a small amount of money is not even enough to start..."

"It seems I still haven't made it clear."

Ye Qingxuan sighed in disappointment, stretched out his hand, lifted Newton's hair, and forcibly pulled him up from the ground. The wound was torn and blood was flowing.

"Mr. Newton, perhaps your confidence as a genius and researcher makes you think that I am asking you to do something now, but in fact it is not."

He looked at Newton's arrogant expression coldly, "You only have two choices.

The first one is to work for me honestly. I can keep you alive and meet your demands that are not excessive. Until one day, what you have done is enough to make up for your mistakes, and I will let you go free. "

"What about the second one?"

Newton smiled strangely: "Kill me? Or torture me? It doesn't matter, just come. Do you think no one has tried this? Don't worry, Ye Qingxuan, you won't get anything!

Perhaps you can consider changing your attitude now and apologize for what you just did. Otherwise, just go and do research by yourself with those losers who have relied on rote memorization until now! "

"Kill you? Torture you?"

Ye Qingxuan shook his head and sighed: "Don't worry, I will let you live well."

He let go of his hand and let Newton fall to the ground. He took out several documents from his arms and threw them into his arms one by one: "How about setting up a fruit stall opposite the Royal Academy?

Sell ​​fruits conscientiously. If you don't like it, you can work as a coolie at the dock. This certificate will allow you to take over a large number of goods and open your own unloading company.

And this, coachman, well, it's good to drive, but you need to learn to feed the horses. This is good. As a doorman, you can work nearby, right in front of the Royal Academy, and watch people coming and going every day. How great? "

After throwing away the certificate, Ye Qingxuan looked at him regretfully: "It's a pity that no matter which job you are in, you can't continue to do research."

Newton was stunned.

Ye Qingxuan smiled brightly: "Newton, I will send someone to keep an eye on you 24 hours a day. From today on, your hands will no longer be able to touch any research equipment, not even a screw.

All your notes will be checked by a dedicated person, even the accounting books, and six actuaries are responsible for checking.

Prepare to say goodbye to your past. From now on, you have nothing to do with this place. "

Newton was silent and his eyes became cold.

"Don't worry, your teachers, the research materials left by the old man, and the experimental copies you have hidden in various places are a bit troublesome.

I will burn them all, leaving not a piece of paper, not a single part, not a single trace... Don't be sad, I can pay for you to drink, let you go whoring, and ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing. How about living a happy life? ""

"Ye Qingxuan..."

Newton raised his head stiffly, his cloudy eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

For the first time, the arrogance in his bones disappeared, revealing his anger.

Ye Qingxuan smiled, reached out and patted his face: "The giants are dead, Mr. Newton, you no longer need to stand on their shoulders.

Take off your burden, no one will force you anymore.

Those unnecessary talents will be slowly wasted away among the wine and prostitutes.

In a few years, no one will remember you. You will just be a bad old man guarding the Royal Academy. Occasionally, you can enjoy giving advice to young people while sweeping the floor. Don't worry, I will stop all the projects you are involved in.

How about sending a few officials from the city hall to manage it? Use rules and regulations to establish a brand-new Royal Academy. I will divide it into several more professional titles and grade them every year. Everyone will definitely follow suit.

There are endless seminars and endless working meals every day. In two years, people here will become fat and bloated clerks, dealing with piles of documents every day.

You will witness it all.

From the world forgetting you, to everything you love abandoning you... you will see it all with your own eyes, I promise. "

Ye Qingxuan made a prophecy calmly and calmly, and bit by bit took away all Newton's ideals and lifelong efforts from his hands, stepped into the mire, and fell apart under his feet.

So skillful, just like the world had done to him before.

Until the end, Newton's expression was twisted ferociously, like a beast forced into a corner.

"What's going on here?"

Ye Qingxuan bent down and looked at the face: "Are you angry? Do you want to kill me? Or do you regret it?

Or...are you scared? "

He knew better than anyone else that for a neurotic like Newton, death was not terrible, torture was not terrible, and it didn't even matter whether he was dead or alive.

As long as you can finish what you want to do and reach the end of your ideal road, it doesn't matter even if the world is destroyed.

For what he must do, he doesn't have to love anyone, not even himself.

The so-called idealists are such cruel and cold things...

When dealing with such guys, there is no need to threaten their lives. Even threatening them is meaningless.

Compared to what he was doing now, what Maxwell did was too gentle, and it also made him indulge in the fantasy that everything revolved around him, and he could ask for anything from anyone.

But now, the dream should be awakened.

"It's dawn, Newton."

Ye Qingxuan smiled softly, patted his shoulder, and said goodbye softly: "You should go to work."

Taking two steps back, Ye Qingxuan turned and left.

But he heard a hoarse roar.

It was Newton.

The old hunchbacked man got up from the ground, pulled out the thin silver nail that had pierced his palm, and rushed towards Ye Qingxuan.

Then it stopped abruptly.

Ye Qingxuan stopped, turned slowly, and saw Newton stiff in place. He held the silver nail, facing his face, but his palm was trembling, but he didn't have the courage to stab it down.

Hesitating, wandering...until the end, the silver nail fell from his hand.

He didn't dare.

Newton sat down on the ground weakly.

Hiding his collapsed expression under his hands, he roared hoarsely, exhausted his last courage.

Finally, he lowered his arrogant head.

"Ye Qingxuan, you won."

He murmured hoarsely, "Don't you feel despicable?"

"Not really."

Ye Qingxuan shook his head, "It's just a bad thing, why should I feel burdened? Besides, shouldn't it be like this? I just burst your fantasy, why are you so sad?

There will always be a time to wake up from the dream, Newton, you have to learn to accept reality."

"I'm already old, I don't need you to teach me how cruel the world is."

Newton wiped the dirt off his face with his palm, raised his head, and his eyes became defiant again: "You won, I will work for you, don't worry.

As long as you don't destroy the research left by the teacher and others Research, do not hinder my taboo experiment, I will help you make anything you want, just like that one junk machine that took those rubbish a month to make after getting the formula, I will do it better than you can imagine. "He paused, his tone meaningful, "As long as... you can afford the price."

"Don't worry, I have enough debts, I don't owe you this one."

Ye Qingxuan snorted and chuckled, pulled out a note torn from somewhere from his arms, and shook it in front of him: "As for the price you mentioned, and what you are going to do next, it is insignificant at all."

In an instant, the remaining pages of the note flashed before his eyes.

Newton saw the blurred design drawings and the corners of a few formulas, but his heart twitched subconsciously, as if he had a premonition of something terrible coming.

He subconsciously reached out to take it, but Ye Qingxuan lifted the torn page and told him seriously: "You have to think clearly, Mr. Newton. After reading it, there is no turning back."

"Tsk! I want to see what kind of rubbish you regard as a treasure."

Newton took the torn page without thinking, and after a quick glance, his disdainful expression became stiff, and his face turned pale: "What is this?"

Ye Qingxuan did not speak, but smiled happily and motioned him to continue reading.

What is this?

This is a deadly poison.

The last masterpiece left by Hermes-

A deadly poison that will drive everyone who is obsessed with research crazy after reading it!

As long as you look at a little bit, you will want more, even if it is just drinking poison to quench thirst.

What Ye Qingxuan showed him was just the most insignificant corner of it.

But for someone like Newton, who had been longing for mechanical engineering to be liberated from the subordinate disciplines of alchemy, break free from the constraints and shackles, and create his own future, it was already the dawn of light that guided the dawn.

A ticket to the future...

If it were someone else, Ye Qingxuan would probably find it difficult to confirm the effect of this fragment, but if it was Newton, Ye Qingxuan believed that he could understand its value.

Its unique value!

It was a thin fragment, but Newton held it and looked at it for a long time.

Even more than an hour.

It was like seeing the door to a new world through that small fragment. When looking up at the dark clouds, he saw the hideous silhouette of a dragon from the thunder and lightning.

He looked at the details that appeared for a moment over and over again, deducing, deducing, and deducing again, hoping to be able to glimpse the outline of its full picture, but it was difficult to see the essence through this small fragment.

Just one step away.

This feeling of not understanding made Newton feel unprecedented frustration and... hunger!

"What is this?"

He raised his head stiffly and looked at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes filled with burning bloodshot: "Where are the other drawings! There must be other drawings, and more! Where did you get them from?! What on earth is this!"

"——'Ether Net', the door to a new world!"

Ye Qingxuan smiled warmly, but his tone was like a demon waiting for mortals to sell their souls:

"Do you want it?"