Chapter 218 What? Are There Prizes for Submitting a Microscope?

Gretel looked at Wizard Wharton.

Wizard Wharton looked at Gretel.

One raised his eyebrows and the other blinked. One, two, three, three seconds later, Gretel raised his index finger, pressed it directly on his lips, and made a "shh" motion.

Don't tell me now, it's not very kind. After the mage finishes speaking, if there is anything else he needs to add, he will tell you.

Grete rubbed along with the crowd until he came to the microscope and took a look too. Tsk, the magnification is not enough. When the eyepiece is multiplied by the objective lens, the total magnification is only seventy or eighty times, certainly less than 100 times.

What's more important is that without an oil lens, you cannot magnify 10 times more on the basis of the eyepiece and objective lens. At most, this is what any jeweler would do! Well, maybe he is the jeweler from Heartland City...

Grete curled his lips, bored and went to other stalls to see what was new. The flow of people slowly dispersed after passing the congestion point, doing Brownian motion between stalls, spending money, collecting money, bargaining, and arguing. The quarrel lasted until about 9:30, when suddenly a mage jumped on the table and blew a whistle:

"Beep——"

As soon as the whistle blew, the whole place was in chaos. The sellers hurriedly stuffed the goods into the space bags, and the buyers hurriedly put the money back into their pockets. They didn't want to buy or sell, just like Gretel, who was dragged toward the wall by Master Wharton.

Everyone stood close to the wall, the stall table disappeared into the space bag, and the ground suddenly seemed to be burning, puff puff, puff puff, scrambling to rise upwards...

Gretel looked left and right, and all the mages present looked calm, as if this scene was a matter of course. Looking at the center of the hall, the upward bulge kept changing shapes, pulling up, narrowing, stretching, extending... Soon, the table was a table, and the chairs were chairs, neatly arranged horizontally and vertically, and there was even a bulge at the front. rostrum.

...So this is the system of change? The furniture you have here is not moved around, but is transformed on site for use?

Gretel was so dazzled by what he saw that he thought he had walked into the wrong set and entered the world of "Harry Potter". After the transformation was completed, a door suddenly opened at the front of the hall, and the big guys began to enter. The hall fell silent for a moment, and all the magicians who came early to visit the fair stopped talking and looked forward.

Gretel also looked forward. The leading magician was tall, and although his hair was half brown and half white, his face was still rosy. He did not wear the traditional robes of a magician, but a short coat and trousers similar to work clothes, with the cuffs, collar, and hem all tightened. He wasn't wearing a badge, so he couldn't tell his level, but there were two magicians following him, one was level 13, the other was level 14...

The old man in overalls walked in with a smile and took a seat in the center of the podium. The group of people he brought sat down, and the magicians who came to the fair walked forward in confusion, each looking for a seat. It's not like they sit randomly. Basically, those with higher grades sit in front, and those with lower grades sit in the back. They sit in rows and rows, and the hierarchy is strict.

Gretel was pulled to a seat by Master Wharton. Looking around, he saw that the magicians around him were all at level five or six. They were all a little surprised when they saw his badge. Then they looked at the white ring on the edge of the badge, and they instantly withdrew their surprise. Many people even smiled in a friendly way. It became quiet below. On the rostrum, the old man in work clothes coughed and spoke slowly:

"Thank you for attending the annual meeting held by "Philosopher's Stone". In the past year, the School of Change has produced many new results, and we have taken another step forward on the road to exploring the reality of the world.

For many years, alchemists have been dedicated to exploring the structure of the world, making tools based on it, and changing the world. And an in-depth understanding of the nature of the world and complex and diverse tools also make us stronger——"

There was applause from below. The old man blinked and raised a sly smile:

"Okay, that's it for the regular speech. Next, we ask all colleagues here to share with us the latest findings. The speeches at this conference will be selected together with the articles in "The Philosopher's Stone" last year. Innovative and most significant discoveries.

And the owner of this discovery will receive a magic instrument tailor-made by the editorial department of "The Philosopher's Stone" that matches his level..."

There was a slight commotion behind Gretel. The lower level magicians, probably the first time they came to this party, all became excited and raised their hands.

The old man in work clothes chuckled and waved his hand casually. Under the rostrum, a mage sitting in the first row stood up and walked slowly onto the stage. Master Wharton whispered in Gretel's ear: "How can it be possible if you want to speak at the last moment? The topics have been reviewed in advance..."

Oh, oh, of course. If you want to give a report at any academic conference, you must obtain qualifications in advance. Grete expressed his understanding and listened quietly. Soon, he got a series of strange knowledge:

How to control the insect-shaped golem to mine ore selection in the dark underground...

A method of producing [Pure White Stone]...

Three things to note when sealing invisible servants into magic crystals to control golems...

After five or six consecutive reports, the magician who showed off the microscope before the meeting finally took the stage with his new discovery. His face was full of excitement. After bowing slightly to the old man in work clothes, he couldn't wait to speak:

"Dear Master, great magicians, ladies and gentlemen. Please allow me to introduce to you a wonderful thing, an alchemy device I discovered while traveling in the south. It can magnify extremely small things that are invisible to the naked eye. To the point where we can see clearly, it is no exaggeration to say that it opens a new door for us..."

"Oh!" The audience was excited. Even the magicians sitting on the podium turned their heads one by one and focused their eyes on the microscope. After the old man in overalls watched the demonstration in person, he even raised a light curtain himself to show the shape of the microscope to everyone.

Gretel twitched the corners of his mouth slightly. This light curtain is a bit like the effect of the arcane eye, but unfortunately the accuracy is not good enough, and it is probably not good for observing small things. The magician who gave the report was still talking:

"More importantly, it is an alchemical tool that can be used without magic power. This means that apprentices who have not yet entered the door of magic can also use it to observe the world. This is useful for the Magic Council to train new people and allow them to They have an extremely important role in understanding the world as early as possible..."

One by one he pulled out various objects to be observed. Ore, crystal, cork, insect wings. They were placed on the stage in turn, and the light curtain in front of the eyepiece immediately showed the magnified appearance of these things.

There was another commotion in the audience. The high-level magicians took turns leaning over the eyepiece, keeping their eyes wide open, and exclaiming "ah", "oh", and "that's amazing". Finally, the old man in work clothes held his hands and praised enthusiastically:

"Thank you for bringing the magical alchemy equipment to the Magic Council. There is no doubt that this is the most meaningful discovery of "The Philosopher's Stone" in the past year, and this year's annual award should naturally belong to you.

——Dear colleagues, everyone is welcome to take turns to observe, and let us share the magic of the tiny world... Hey, sir, do you have any additional comments? "

Aurora Walton raised her hands high. Not only did he raise his hand, he also grabbed one of Grete's hands, raised it in the air like a boxing referee, and kept shaking it around.

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