Waiting in the lounge at the back of the clothing store, Charlotte, with great interest, looked at the oil painting on the wall, and her maid focused on the clothing samples stacked in the corner.

Cathy brought two cups of fruit tea and bent over and said, "Countess, I'm very sorry, my master is dealing with some business, and will be here later."

Charlotte waved her hand, motioning Cathy not to care.

Seeing the other party rushing to the things at hand, Charlotte took out a design sketch book from the bookcase in the lounge, and sat down on a weird sand in the room.

When she first sat down, the soft and elastic material of leather sand shocked the countess. She immediately jumped up, turned around and touched the sand, and studied it carefully.

Soon, Charlotte was so obsessed with this comfortable feeling that she couldn't help herself.

I lazily opened the design drawings and looked at them. In addition to the trendy and eye-catching clothing concept drawings, Charlotte was most interested in a few strange sketches.

One is in a huge room, with many square boxes displaying pictures, a bunch of shining round crystals, and many unknown strange machines.

The second one is under a crystal sky. The five open floors are connected by stairs. Each floor has numerous connected small rooms. Each room has a counter that sells different kinds of items.

Turn the two drawings to the back respectively. The former says "Between Creation" and the latter says "City of Commerce".

While Charlotte was still guessing what these things were, Mary opened the door and walked in.

The countess got up from her chair and trot all the way to take the latter into her arms: "Mary! It's great to see you! I was worried until I heard that the Kingdom of Silver Ring had an accident and received your letter. For your safety!"

Faced with Charlotte's enthusiasm, Mary was a little at a loss, so she could only sit down while comforting each other.

Charlotte listened to the voices of women outside the door arguing over prices and styles, and smiled and said to Mary: "From the day you became your royal court etiquette instructor, you have always been able to surprise me."

Mary looked tired, with faint circles around her eyes, and she was a little short of breath: "Mrs. Charlotte, please forgive me for contacting you last month."

"You look like you haven't slept all day. It's a good thing to be busy opening a store, but forgetting to sleep is a woman's enemy!"

Mary looked amusedly at Mrs. Charlotte with a serious face. The other party's persistence in beauty, etiquette, and clothing can be described as stubbornness, but who would have thought that this one seemed to be only two. Is the fifteen or sixteen-year-old aristocratic woman actually nearly forty?

"I have had some insomnia in the last few nights, but it has nothing to do with opening a shop, and I didn't drink coffee this morning..." Mary's voice became lower and lower.

Charlotte sat forward a bit and asked, "Coffee?"

"Ah, no, it's nothing." Mary pulled out a few of the sketches and put them in front of Charlotte: "Teacher, in addition to the design drawings sent to you last time, I recently designed several summer clothes and added some Take a look at the "Billantz" and "Gothic" elements."

After a cursory glance at the drawings, Charlotte returned her gaze to Mary's face, and her voice was soft and helpless: "The stage of the silver ring has ended."

Mary's hand froze.

"The past events have long since disappeared in the smoke." Charlotte lowered her voice lower: "Your husband, the former king, is the same."

Mary lowered her head and closed her eyes.

"God pulled off a rib of a man and created a woman, so that we always remember where we belong." Charlotte looked at the other's lonely expression and sighed: "Women, after all, should still be here. In the world, find a man who cuddles and supports each other and walks the road of trials set by fate."

Mary shook her head and cast aside all the various thoughts in her mind: "Teacher, after I came to Twilight City, I never felt like I was sinking into the quagmire of misery. On the contrary, I had a fulfillment and joy that I had never had before. , The humble person who was only committed in front of his father and husband, has died in a cage. Now I am learning and enjoying every moment, the vitality and satisfaction brought by new things, this is the first time I am Really feel that I am alive."

Charlotte smiled.

She stretched out her hand and touched the top of Mary's head, her expression and movements were like a mother who had fallen down when her child was learning to walk and encouraged her to stand up.

"Go ahead, kid, what is it for me to write a letter? As long as I can help, I will never refuse."

Mary held the stack of designs in her hands to her chest, her eyes gleaming: "I want to turn Twilight into the art and fashion center of the entire world!"

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"What? You say it again?!"

Ulysses rubbed his forehead vigorously, with a face of disbelief, and asked loudly at the man in front of him.

Sitting across from him was a confident, fat and wealthy businessman. The latter raised a duckbill clip in his hand and said to the patent registrar across the table: "This kind of thing in my hand is an epoch-making historical significance. It will eventually be recorded in the annals of history, and it will last forever..."

Ulysses interrupted the other party loudly: "No, no, the previous introduction is omitted. What use is it for you to repeat this thing?!"

"In those noble public places, there are often such embarrassing moments. You want to vent the excess gas from your body, but you are afraid of making indecent noises..."

Ulysses opened his eyes: "Exhaust excess gas?!"

The assistant monk sitting next to him reminded in a low voice: "I believe that he meant fart..."

"Damn it! I know it's farting!" Ulysses' face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and he waved his hand: "Go ahead."

The wealthy businessman raised the duckbill clip over his head, and the sound was loud enough to make everyone in the office look at him: "With this "Fart Muffler", no matter where you are, no matter what position you are, you can just let it go, fart it. No trace!"

The monk's assistant didn't notice Ulysses' sad expression, and asked with interest: "So how is it used?"

"Just aim this gadget and get it in..." The wealthy businessman made a downward movement of the duckbill clip towards his butt, raised his brows, and looked wretched: "When you want to do something, just use your lower abdomen. The clip can be stretched to the maximum to ensure unobstructed air flow, and naturally there will be no sound."

Ulysses, who was almost collapsed, couldn’t listen anymore. He held his seal on the patent application form for "Fart Silencer". The chicken pecking at rice usually desperately covered a dozen red crosses and shouted: " turn down!"

Upon seeing this, the wealthy businessman flushed with anger, holding a small clip and loudly protesting: "Why do you reject my patent? You don't understand..."

Ulysses shook the bell, and the guard appeared, lifted the rich businessman, and dragged it towards the door.

The sound of his "stunned" plea still echoed in the hall.

"Ignorant guys! When you are rejected by your beloved because of farting, you will understand how important my understanding is!!"

Ulysses rubbed his temples and said angrily: "Although the teachers and students of Muxi College must help the kingdom complete administrative affairs, I don't want to do this kind of patent review anymore!"

The monk's assistant carefully glanced at the scholar, and asked tentatively, "There is another person outside who has submitted a patent application. Do you think you want him to go back?"

Ulysses sighed and said helplessly: "Forget it, let him in."

A thin man sat across from Ulysses.

The latter noticed that the man was plagued by chronic malnutrition and his body was haggard, but his hands were impressive. The ten fingers are slender, as flexible and powerful as a pianist.

Ulysses picked up the opponent's application form and took a look, and was startled by the patent name-"Human Blood Circulation".

Watching the thin man pull out dozens of sketches from his arms, there are schematic diagrams of the blood circulation of the human heart, anatomical diagrams of the blood circulation of the human body, and even schematic diagrams of capillaries. Ulysses retakes the shot with a trembling hand. Pat the assistant on the shoulder: "Go and invite Master Terrence over! As soon as possible!"

The study of the human body in another world still stays in the ancient Tyro period.

The most representative of these is the human blood circulation system.

The blood circulation theory supported by the church is also called "Gallenism". The general idea is: the creation of the human body is a masterpiece of the gods. The blood comes from the "spiritual energy" given by God. It is made by the liver and flows through the small hole in the heart.

The man who applied for the patent completely overturned the church’s blood circulation theory, divided the human blood vessels into arteries and veins, and described the structure of the heart and blood circulation routes in detail, and even painted the capillary structure clearly. Clearly Chu.

Twenty minutes later, Terrence sat in the reception room, put down the picture in his hand, and looked at the man in front of him: "What is your name?"

"Wayne Dunlop."

"Are you a doctor?"

Wayne nodded: "To be precise, I am a veterinarian."

Terrence narrowed his eyes slightly: "How did you draw these pictures?"

"I took a microbiology course at Muxi College for a while, and then I spent all my savings and bought a microscope to find the capillaries in the animal. I was thinking, since the animal passes through the capillaries. To exchange blood in arteries and veins, humans should be the same, so I sneaked into Silver Circle City with a microscope..."

Ulysses suppressed the volume and exclaimed.

Wayne continued: "Under the control of the northern barbarians, there were dead every day in Silver Ring City at that time, and I also had a stable source of experimental materials."

Terrence frowned and said: "Desecrate the dead body..."

"Rather than let the flesh be enjoyed by the maggots, it is better to let them contribute their last strength for the great truth." Wayne lowered his head and crossed his fingers, said.

Terrence touched the white beard on his chin~lightnovelpub.net~ thinking tangled for a while, closed his eyes and said, "Take him to register the patent."

After helping the veterinarian to register the patent, Ulysses returned to the reception room and began to discuss with Master Terrence.

"Master, I have already told him and other insiders that the blood circulation must be kept secret and cannot be passed on."

Terrence nodded after hearing this, and groaned for a while, and said to Ulysses: "Do you know what it means to have blood circulation in the human body?"

Looking at the other party shaking his head, Terrence slowly said: "In the eyes of the church, the human body is God’s creation and the most critical line of defense in theology. Uncovering the secret of human physiology is to attack the sharpest aspect of the church. Take the spear."

　　

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