Listening to the bewitching words below, Xia Xiu, who was attached to his memory, couldn't help but look down at the professor who was speaking. The professor below was a middle-aged man in his early forties. Although his appearance was ordinary, his face was slightly...

He looks thin, with traces of time, and his skin is well maintained, with only minor wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

He is quite well-dressed, wearing a straight suit. The dark-colored clothes make him look more professional and dignified. The tailoring of the suit shows that he pays attention to his personal image. On the podium, he either stands or

Walking, his movements are smooth and natural, showing his proficiency and confidence in the subjects he teaches.

Juan Martinez, the father of electronic channels.

It was the other party who discovered the [Electronic Channel] and single-handedly promoted the Iberian lighthouse construction plan and the implementation of the national high welfare system.

At this moment, Juan Martinez, the father of electronic channels, was explaining to his students the future direction of Iberia and his own views without any scruples.

"Professor Juan, may I take the liberty to ask, have you really understood everything about electron channels?"

The sudden cry broke the silence of the classroom and interrupted Juan Martinez's words.

The voice was not only loud but also a little urgent, like a student who couldn't wait to ask a question.

Juan Martinez's originally calm expression paused slightly at that moment, and a trace of imperceptible displeasure flashed across his usually calm eyes.

This subtle change in emotion only lasted a moment in his eyes, and was quickly replaced by a professional smile.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head, and looked across the steps of the classroom. Although his eyes were gentle, they carried an unquestionable majesty, as if he was looking for the owner of the voice.

Finally, his eyes were fixed on the student who asked the question.

At that moment, the professor's mind began to race rapidly, and he was recalling the name of this classmate...

And as his eyes slowly moved around the classroom, all the students' eyes also turned to the classmate who bravely asked the question.

Pedro Iberia, a rising star, an emerging physicist, a "new liberal" who supported the restructuring of the army. Juan Martinez soon remembered Pedro's memory.

At this moment, Pedro at the top of the steps was looking at Juan Martinez with burning eyes. It was obvious that it was not Xia Xiu who controlled this body now, but Pedro's memory inertia.

Xia Xiu can now sense all of Pedro's thoughts and inner thoughts.

Pedro is a person living in the "post-electronic era".

He lived in a time when Iberia was at its most prosperous. He lived in a high-welfare society with inexhaustible energy. He lived in a period of great national strength when marine engineering and the [Invincible Fleet] dominated the northwestern regions of the Chaos Sea.

.

The Juan Martinez in front of him is the father of electronic channels and one of the creators of Iberia's glorious achievements.

Pedro had no reason to doubt the basis of these reputations, so when they first met, he almost idolized Juan Martinez and the history created by him.

"You are Pedro Iberia, Iberia. This is a great surname. I hope you will not insult him. I have known you and they told me that you have done a good job in parallel theory. I

I remember your papers, which were about parallel fusion and military reform. You seem to like change very much?"

Juan Martinez said to Pedro with a warm smile on his face.

He did not directly answer the question that the other party just asked, so Pedro, a stupid young man, continued to ask:

"I don't want to ask you this, I just hope you can answer some questions for me. Professor, there are still many mysteries about the electron channel itself that have not been solved. Who opened the electron channel first? You said that the electron channel is stealing Mars.

The soul authority of the sleeping God of All Machines above, but who opened the electronic channel first? How is the transmission established? Is it random or purposeful? What is the specific manifestation of the electronic channel?

Are we really stealing authority on Mars?"

"I remember that I published a paper to the Academy of Sciences on how to trick parallel creatures into opening channels and permanently occupying them." The professor's voice was slightly cold.

"But this is not certain. Maybe the aliens on the other side are not idiots who don't know everything. On the contrary, they may be disguised like the wolf grandmother in fairy tales, inducing us to relax our vigilance and use the power of the channel without restraint.

, you have not ruled out this possibility."

As the questioner's questions gradually became more pointed and even provocative, the atmosphere in the classroom began to change subtly.

When the originally gentle Juan Martinez faced such direct and sharp questioning, the smile he had always maintained on his face gradually disappeared and was replaced by an indescribable gloom.

The professor's eyes became deep, and an imperceptible shadow shrouded his face. His brows wrinkled slightly, the corners of his mouth gradually drooped, and his entire expression began to show obvious displeasure.

This change in mood is particularly prominent in the professor who is usually calm and rigorous.

His eyes were fixed on the student who asked the question, and his eyes that were usually full of wisdom and tolerance seemed to be shining with a different kind of light at this moment.

"Do you think everything we have now is a gift from the people on the other side of the tunnel?"

Juan Martinez's voice was no longer calm, and every word contained a hint of uncontrollable coldness. Other students in the classroom felt this depressing atmosphere, and turned their heads to watch this scene.

"I just think there are many doubts. The practical electronic channel has developed too fast, and we have not thoroughly understood it at the theoretical level. Once there is an accident in the channel, Iberia's strategic goal of relying entirely on the channel will be hit hard.

, then the whole of Iberia may usher in a post-disaster crisis that will disappear for ten years, twenty years, or even a hundred years..." Pedro subconsciously flinched at Juan Martinez's gaze, but he

Still haven't given up on my idea.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Enough, this kind of thing is impossible, stop engaging in this useless divergent thinking, take back your set of things that are full of heavenly decay

Ideological rhetoric." Juan Martinez's smile has completely disappeared, and it can be predicted that it will not appear again when facing Pedro.

"If our human wisdom is not worth mentioning in your research, and all our research is just accidental and a gift from the gods, then it is impossible for this research to be published here, and it is absolutely impossible as long as I am here.

I will not belittle mankind and human intelligence, nor will I regard the angels of heaven as the Almighty God!!!"

Clearly, Juan Martinez was angry.

"But this is not the same thing..."

Pedro was initially saddened by Juan Martinez's reaction, but his inner persistence allowed him to quickly ignore the sadness.

He said to him like a stubborn child:

"Neither omniscience nor ignorance can cause people to be arrogant. The only thing that can make people feel arrogant is knowing a little but blinding them."

"This sentence is about you, Pedro Iberia! You know a little but are blind! You are simply an insult..."

Dangdangdang——

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the first argument between Pedro and Juan Martinez ended.

The most direct result of this incident is that Pedro Iberia's career as a physicist has been completely ended.

If you challenge authority, you have to pay the price.

Authority cannot be challenged.

No matter which era, which world, or which place, it is the same.

No matter how many times Pedro later proposed to close the establishment of the electronic channel, he only received cold rejection and undisguised hostility.

Even if he lowers his posture in the end, it will be the same.

"Pedro Iberia, you should be ashamed of this name! You don't deserve to have the name of the great Iberia in your name!"

"I have said countless times that it is impossible for us to publish this research. As long as I am here, it will be absolutely impossible."

then.

Pedro turned more firmly to another path - the Saint of the Hunting Hall.

He wanted to complete his own path in another aspect, and he wanted to perfect Iberia's distorted military system.

Xia Xiu witnessed all this like a witness to history.

Click——

The memory picture began to fragment again, and new memory pictures began to appear.

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"Society is a republic. If a person wants to make progress, everyone will laugh, scold, and force him to retreat. No one can be better or smarter than others. Who can rely on his irreversible genius?

, is higher than ordinary people, society rejects him, ridicules him, and refuses to relax at all. It must belittle him until he is alone and stuck in his own thoughts, so that he can be let go.

"

In a vast world covered with snow, a small nest covered by ice and snow is hidden here.

In this cold environment, there is a hint of warmth in the nest.

On a kang made of ice, flames danced, emitting warm light and heat.

In this simple but cozy haven, two people in thick clothes surrounded the flames, their cheeks flushed by the cold wind.

The older man looked quite old, and his face was filled with the ravines of time.

He was concentrating on smearing gun oil on his flintlock with skillful and meticulous movements. Next to him, lying quietly was a beautiful Iberian-style long sword. The patterns on the hilt were complex and exquisite, revealing that

It exudes an ancient aristocratic atmosphere.

It was him who made the sound just now.

He scolded the young man next to him in a heavy voice, with a hint of worry and reproach in his voice.

Young people, on the other hand, appear more casual.

He stared at the jumping flames and played with a gorgeous handgun in his hand. This pistol was undoubtedly more refined and modern than the old man's flintlock gun, and it was decorated with exquisite metal carvings. He also wore it around his waist.

He was carrying a sword, but compared with the old man's long sword, it was lighter and more suitable for drawing swords quickly. Faced with the old man's scolding, the young man didn't seem to take it to heart.

His attitude was casual, and his pupils were even a little dilated.

When Xia Xiu opened his eyes again, the harsh and worried scolding voice echoed in his ears.
To be continued...