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Chapter 605 [The Collision of Eastern and Western Schools Six]

Lying on the sunny beach, drinking the fragrant wine, and two black female slaves were beef feeding jerky into their mouths. This was definitely a pleasure. ↑,

But Aristotle had no feeling of enjoyment at all, and he was in great pain now.

Of course, this is not because of the two slaves around him. As one of the supporters of slavery, Aristotle stubbornly believed that some people should be slaves naturally. They are lowly and lack wisdom and motivation to rise. Even if they are given a perfect system, they will never give birth to a respectable civic consciousness. This kind of "natural slave" should be ruled by people because they need it!

Once upon a time, Aristotle even believed that besides the excellent Greeks, Persia, Roman and even Chinese should be born ‘natural slaves’. They were completely different from the ‘custom slaves’ who became slaves in the Greek civil war and should not be liberated at all!

Aristotle, who had a deep-rooted concept of class in his bones, was now punished as he deserved.

He suddenly discovered that the Chinese were excellent, even so outstanding that he began to doubt his wisdom. Since meeting this Chinese Baizi, his confidence has been destroyed again and again, from the collapse of the geocentric theory to the heavy slap of the free-fall experiment, from the serious defects in biology to the ridiculous mistakes in mathematics, he was like a woman who had lost her chastity and fucked by Bai Dong, a rough guy.

This is really terrible. If he is given a chance to make a new choice, he would rather not meet this Bai Zi, and would warn the sages used by Greece not to deal with the Easterners, they are all devils! But the temptation from the devil made him unable to let go. His biggest wish now is to stay by the devil Bai Dong and listen to him tell some novel theories. For example, this world is composed of something called "molecules". Because of the different arrangements and combinations, various chemical elements are formed. As long as you follow a certain method, some basic metals can be refined into gold.

Originally, he refused to believe this kind of nonsense, but when Bai Dong put several ordinary metals in a small magnetic pot in front of him, and then heated and fused them, and the last four metals lost their characteristics, Aristotle was completely confused. This was the "oneness" of the first substance proposed by his teacher Plato!

Then he saw Bai Dong pouring mercury into it. He sprinkled some gold powder into it, and finally poured in the liquid with a scent of sulfur. The object in it turned into a pot of gold! His eyes almost popped out of his sockets and jumped up from the ground. The look he looked at Bai Dong was like looking at the gods.

The 'gold' produced by using tin, lead, copper and iron is fused. Then add mercury to turn it into white and drink, and then dyeing it with sulfur water is actually a manifestation, and it is not a real gold at all. However, this method that advances alchemy for two hundred years is enough to prove that the molecular characteristics of matter exist and can be changed! Aristotle, a smart person like this, will not worry about whether it is real gold. He only needs to see the changes in matter!

Aristotle, who was later called omnipotent, had the biggest weakness of chemistry. Even if his wisdom was like him, he had only put forward some primitive chemistry views and had not really studied it in depth. In fact, even in the first century BC, people's initial understanding of chemistry was still derived from mysterious alchemy.

In this era when even the theory of naive chemistry had not been established, Bai Dong used the means only available in modern chemistry, and Aristotle immediately felt that he could not live anymore.

The great wise man of Athens? The wise man of Plato Academy? The prophet looked up to by the Western world? The future leader of the Western academic community?

It's bullshit, it's all bullshit!

At that moment, Aristotle grabbed his hair, his face turned red, and he bit his tongue hard, and he wanted to wake up from his dream!

But there is no dream in front of you. Aristotle, who returns to reality, feels sorry for Plato Academy, his teacher, and the people of Athens.

"I'm going to China!"

It was only after Persia was actually controlled by the Qin State that Chinese culture gradually spread to the West. However, for Aristotle, who was good at learning, this period was enough for him to understand some legends about China.

It is said that this is a country protected by God. Their emperor is the son of God. Their history is as long as Greece. In this country called China, there are many people as smart and wise as Bai Zi. As long as they are willing, everyone can build a Plato Academy!

This country has magical silk and porcelain, countless people, they have wise men and powerful force. It is said that their army is calculated in units of ten thousand, and the swords they made are much sharper than the short swords of Greece and Romans!

I once thought that these were just legends. Since I met Bai Dong, Aristotle's attitude towards this country has changed from looking down to looking up. He decided to go to the East, but not to give lectures, but to study. He wanted to see with his own eyes what a perverted land like like Bai Dong is like.

Bai Dong waved his hand and signaled the two black female slaves to retreat, and then poured a piece of wine for Aristotle with his own hands: "I knew you would make such a request, go, the Eastern China will not disappoint you. I will send someone to protect you all the way to China. When you arrive at that place, there are two places that must be visited. One is the Baijia Forum in Luoyi, where you can show your knowledge; the other is the Fengming Academy, which I established by myself. Just like the Plato Academy in Athens, you will meet Yan Zi, Mencius, and Yang Zhuzi there. If you are lucky enough, you may also meet Shen Zi who went to study. Wei Zi and others have superhuman wisdom and knowledge, and you will get along well."

"And this trip to China may find new directions for you. For example, the difficult problems you encountered at Plato Academy can be solved in China? I think this is not only your wish, but also your teacher Mr. Plato's wish?"

"Are you a god on Mount Olympus or a devil in the underworld? You even know why I left Plato Academy?"

Aristotle widened his eyes. This may be known to everyone in Plato Academy, but this place should be an absolute secret.

"Haha, we Chinese people have a saying that "know yourself and your enemy and you will win every battle." Of course, I must know a little about your affairs."

Bai Dong laughed loudly. You don’t have to wait for Jingjian’s information to see the history.

Plato should have only two or three years of life now. As Plato's most valued student, Aristotle did not stay by his teacher and ran out to study. After Plato's death, he left Plato's Academy to study around, and later moved to Macedonia and became the teacher of Alexander the Great. And when he left Macedonia, he set up a pulpit near the Apollo Temple in Lucion outside Athens, the reason for this is even more interesting.

"I will leave tomorrow, you terrible person!" (To be continued.)

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