Fallows Mansion.

Galloly stood in the middle of the indoor garden of the Flosi Mansion, surrounded by flowers that were affected by the power of the world tree.

"Mr. Qiao Xiu, is this posture no problem?"

Carolly stroked the black hair on his face with his hand, lifted it to the back of his ear, and then leaned down in the direction of Qiao Xiu.

"In fact, you don't have to deliberately pose for Gallo, I just test the performance of the world tree."

Joe repaired the camera with a ‘camera’.

After taking part in the filming of "This Demon Is Not Cold", Carolly had a bit of a model on the earth when facing the camera, but it was a pity that the girl’s figure could not match the word 'model'. side.

The picture taken by ‘camera’ was projected directly onto a wall in the central garden through the original spar in the hands of Joe.

The picture has been squatting from Caroling holding a cookie like a rabbit. When it was discovered that Joe corrected the picture of her dessert with the 'camera', the flower of Foulsi suddenly awakened and immediately dried his mouth. The biscuit slag, stood up and showed his most attractive side in front of the camera.

This picture, Joshua did not record it in the original spar, but directly connected the original camera with the leaves of the world tree as the medium.

"The son of chaos, although I have seen the miracles you have shown more than a dozen times, I am still very curious about how you recorded the images of the past." The Oranka priest who witnessed the whole process suddenly asked.

"This principle is a bit more complicated. You can understand that this raw spar stores a lot of light element particles." Qiao Xiu searched the memory of the Three Princes. The process of inventing the 'camera' was purely an accident. It is difficult for Joe Xiu to explain with magic or scientific means, only to give a concept to the Aurangka priest.

"Use the tree of the world to issue instructions to rearrange the particles of these light elements, refracting the light of different colors, and then stitching together to form a picture."

"This...the meticulous manipulation of the elements requires a lot of inscriptions to support."

The priests of Auranga could not imagine that the pictures were made up of an extremely small element of light.

"The film is a little different from the picture that is present in front of you, but with the world tree of the Blackwood Elf family, it has been able to initially complete the transformation of these low-light particles."

Qiao Xiu waved his hand and the interface of the magic net appeared in front of Qiao Xiu.

What makes Qiao Xiu very pleased is that after the launch of the 'No. 2 Server' held by Galloway, the server load of the Frost Elf family has been greatly reduced, and the transmission rate of the inscription has increased by two or three times.

Although it is still slow to be desperate compared to the Gigabit fiber on Earth, at least it can load some pictures.

"Is this what Mr. Qiao Xiu said about TV?"

After learning that these pictures would not be made public, Jia Luoli squeezed her cheek against the ‘camera’, and the flower of Foulsi disappeared without a trace.

And the expression of Carolly, in just a few seconds, the face that Caroline had just made was projected onto the wall, and all the black wood elves in the center garden saw the forest they served. This expression made by the woman.

"TV... can only be regarded as the simplest prototype. After all, it depends on the leaves of the world tree as the medium of reception."

Qiao Xiu took the green leaf on the original spar, and the picture that originally appeared on the wall disappeared instantly.

A raw spar is a program that cannot carry the entire magic net. Qiao Xiu can only use it as a medium for relaying pictures, that is, a player that can't do anything except watching TV, even without buttons.

Its power supply is magical, safe and environmentally friendly, and the receiver is the leaf of the world tree.

"That is, if you sell this as a commodity, everyone can pass through this original spar, and when you listen to the voice of Nolan, you can see Lyon real people?"

Carolly quickly understood the role of ‘television’.

"This is just a defective product. If it is really mass production, maybe the world tree of the Frost Elf family will directly fry..."

"Frozen? The sacred tree of the Frost Elves is very interested in you, the son of chaos, and the sacred trees are very generous and easygoing to their own people."

The Oranka priest suddenly said that she looked at Carolly, and she was able to hear the blessings of her own family.

"This, if you pull out the hair of a cat, the anger is light, and it is more likely to be desperate with you."

Qiao Xiu showed the leaves of the tree of the world to the priests of Oranka. This leaf naturally fell off from the tree of the world of the Frost Elf.

"If you want to complete the transmission of images, every original spar needs to be based on the leaves of this world tree. At present, the users of Nolan Voice are conservatively estimated to have 70,000, and they are no longer satisfied with listening." Lyon's voice, but want to see the reality of the picture, these two things can satisfy them, if the pricing is not too expensive, I believe that many people will pay for it."

The example given by Qiao Xiu inexplicably made the priests of Oranka shudder.

At this time, she should feel anger, not chill, because human beings sell a part of the world tree as a commodity, which is extremely exclusive to any elf.

But if the world tree itself agrees, even if the elves have some complaints, they cannot make any dominance.

"The sacred trees of the Frost Elves are more willing to listen to your voice, the son of Chaos... I only hope that you can treat him kindly." The priests of Oranka tried to convince the blackwood elves to accept the refuge, but Tailin chose to refuse, not It’s just Tailin... The tree of the world that lives in her body makes the same choice.

"Of course I won't deprive the leaves of the world tree for making such defective products. I am just thinking about a more efficient method, but this method takes too long and needs to wait for the world of Galloway. The tree grows further."

Joshua looked up at the other eight elf priests behind the priests of Auranga and finally fell on the line of the youngest elf priest, Luvita.

She held her hands and kept biting her lower lip, and seemed to be guilty of not having attended the birth ceremony of the world tree.

"As priests, you and Gloria have the same resources for the world tree, so I plan to set up a special ‘watching point’ in all parts of Nolan to broadcast this “The World's singer.”

Qiao Xiu can't do the mass production of TV at present, but feed the white cat master some feed. After it is happy, take hundreds of leaves and make hundreds of 'original crystal' brand TVs. No problem. , or ... magic machine?

"I will start planning the "Singer of the World" program today, so the priests of Olanka, I know that the poems you sang have unimaginable charm, but you can't win Nolan by one style. People's favor, you can try other music styles, I will provide some songs for you to practice."

One of the highlights of this type of program is the diversity of players. The players on the planet can also come from all walks of life across the country, and the world even adds a race.

The songs of the elves are really beautiful, but the elves are similar to the tunes of the lullaby. If you listen enough, it will make you feel tired.

"Other... Musical styles? Our singers have been spelt from the ancient times, so we have never tried other musical styles." The Auranga priest said with a slight apology.

"It’s not too late to try now. Do you like rock, or jazz or country type?”

Qiao Xiu did not finish his own impressed musical style. The Oranka priest and the other eight elves priests collectively used Qiao Xiu with doubtful eyes.

Perhaps the world's music system is not as systematic as the Earth.

"Well... wait for me to write a few pieces of music in the study." Qiao Xiu feels that they want to let them understand, only to experience the charm of these music through hands-on practice.

Qiao Xiu remembered that there were many blank music books in Mrs. Nishizawa's study. With the memory in her mind, I could write several songs corresponding to the songs.

"Right... Do you mind sharing with my family and the undead?" Qiao Xiu suddenly asked before leaving.

The magical arrays that shielded the magical fluctuations constructed by these elves were too strong and did not dissipate after completing the ceremony to welcome the holy tree.

Qiao Xiu feels that through the power of this magical array, he can summon a great existence from the devil world.

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The Prophet left the White Jinghua Theater half an hour ago. The manager of the theater, Sir Bai Jinghua, was very enthusiastic about driving the magical vehicle he had just bought to send the demon group to the Falosi Residence.

"Instructor, do you know how this magical machinery is built?"

Her apprentices sat in the back seat of the car, for the Devils who still stayed in the Middle Ages.

At a glance, it ran into the steam revolution and even the looming era of the electrical revolution, and everything seemed so fresh.

They were still talking about the topic of "This demon is not too cold" a few minutes ago. Even the four apprentices were scared because they recognized the role of Sir Staples as the "Stanfield". The apprentice also stood up and prepared to fight with the neurotic law enforcer.

The prophet took a moment to dispel the apprentice's misunderstanding of the white jingle jazz, and repeatedly stressed that "this demon is not too cold" is just a fictional story, their attention is attracted by this magic-driven vehicle .

With the permission of Sir Bai Jinghua, the apprentices touched every corner of the car with their hands, and the prophet was nodded in the crystallization of Nolan's finest magical machinery.

"I don't know the source of the magic, but it is the raw material to build the surface of this magical guide..."

The prophet's hand stroked the surface of the vehicle. The toughness of these metals far exceeded the prophet's expectations. It is impossible to temper this level of metal at the current level of production in the Devil.

Therefore, even if you know the principle of this magical machinery, it is almost impossible to mass produce in the devil world.

The desire to know, let the prophet look at the only one in the car from Nolan's caster Shiri.

"Don't look at me, my magical mechanical class's grade is F. At that time, I also played a game with the teacher of Magic Machinery. Of course, the final result was that I won."

Hili shrugged his shoulders and said that his accomplishments in the magical machinery were infinitely close to zero, and by the way he also boasted of his ‘Glorious Deeds’ in the college.

"But you can look at the left side of the window and you are going to the river of gears. On the opposite side of the river of gears is the area of ​​the alchemy workshop in Nolan. We also call it the factory area, and by the way, we live near the river of gears. Residents can be bothered by those noises."

Hili was responsible for the role of a tour guide, and the vehicle opened by Sir Bai Jinghua just entered the coast of the Gear River.

When Nolan's magnificent alchemy workshop appeared in their eyes, the prophets' apprentices almost put their faces on the window.

For these seekers, no one can refuse the force of steel and iron to bite each other and then spurt out. The magic particles ejected from the chimney of the magical factory are also a beautiful scene in Nolan.

The performance of the prophet is more reserved, but her expression is not very optimistic.

When she came to Nolan, she realized that there is such a big gap between the civilization of mankind and the civilization of the devil.

The devil is still troubled by the harvest of food. The blacksmith shop is almost pitiful. The demons rely on their powerful bodies to resist the crusade of the human army, but when the weapons used by the human army become stronger, the Great Wall of the border Sooner or later, the city wall will be overthrown by humans.

When I think of the prophet here, I feel a little bit worried. Her wooden frame glasses reflect the magnificent factory buildings across the river of Gears, and I am eager to hide in my heart.

"These places... can we go in?" the prophet asked.

“There are some small factories that are free to visit, but those merchants and factories built by the dwarf dwarves are completely banned. I suggest that you do not try to force them to sneak out, otherwise you will have to put a group of casters and rude. The servant can give it to his sire."

Hili waved his staff on his body, as if he had personally experienced how to slap those rude guys directly to the ground.

"This can't stop us." The prophet didn't mind taking the risk of being surrounded to look around the factory.

She came to Nolan to learn human knowledge and to pay a certain risk to this knowledge. The prophet thought it was worthwhile.

“It’s not necessary.” Shiri’s finger said to a factory across the river of Gears that “the biggest building in the chimney was not seen. It’s one of Nolan’s largest alchemy factories. If you are interested, you can go there anytime. Go back a few laps and come back."