Chapter 1552： Mirminas "Planning" (1/2)

The first thousand five hundred and fifty-two chapters of the main text of Sword of Dawn, Mirmina's "planning" Rebecca has many "students".

Although she always gives the impression that she is not stable enough, thinks out of the way, and has a tough mind, even Gawain often uses words such as "iron-headed baby" and "silly roe deer" to describe his troublesome descendant , but it is undeniable that Rebecca is indeed unmatched in the field she is good at.

As one of the important founders of magic technology, she is the minister of the magic technology department of the empire, and she is also a mentor and advisor to many technical teams. Outstanding young researchers regard her as a role model, and respected old scholars are also convinced by her. Astonishing thinking and talent in the fields of rune logic, mathematics, mechanics, etc., she is indeed a silly girl laughing and giggling in her daily life, but she is also one of the first batch of technical experts in the Magic Age. "The highest technical mentor of the empire", no one can deny this.

Today, Rebecca's outstanding students have been distributed in many important departments of the empire, about half of them contribute to the research and development of modern armaments in the empire, and the other half are devoted to the popularization of technology, the exploration of cutting-edge technology and theoretical research. In the field, there are some outstanding ones who have become assistants or disciples of Jenny, another "highest technical mentor" in the empire. In a sense, Rebecca, who is only in her twenties this year, can be regarded as a model of "numerous disciples" .

But even so, the "students" she is facing today are still the most special group of all her students.

Disobeying the courtyard, the radiant edge of the golden oak tree, at the junction of the dark wilderness and the courtyard nursery, the huge "Twilight Meeting of the Gods" was once again filled with stalwart and holy figures. Sitting honestly all over the assembly hall, the seats were distributed according to the seats they had when they came to the meeting last time, and at the focus of these great beings, there was a newly built high platform standing in the dim light.

The high platform is made of steel, with a high-power projection system installed on the edge. A large curtain hangs down on the left and right sides of the high platform. Two lines of characters are written in the common language of Loren, respectively, "In exchange for the twilight of the gods, for the dawn of the world, all for the sake of Civilization survives" and "study and improve yourself, use knowledge to change destiny", while a petite figure is standing on the top of this high platform, looking at the huge figures in the assembly hall, a little dazed.

It is Rebecca who is on the high platform. She came here because of a special mission. The ancestors of the family asked her to come here to scrutinize the gods. She mainly talks about two major topics, one is how the bomb came, and the other is the gods. why not...

At the last meeting, Gawain and the gods had already finalized the "Gods Ragnarok Plan" to use mortal weapons to assist the gods' human half-body, but it is not enough to just send those weapons to the kingdom of the gods, the humanity of the gods Halflings still have to figure out how to use those things and how to keep them safe. In this regard, they are no different from ordinary mortals who have never been in contact with modern weapons. But it can be concretely implemented, who can give them to the gods. take this class? This is a big problem...

This person must be absolutely reliable. To prevent information leakage, this person must understand modern weapons, especially the basic performance of various types of explosives. This person must also have rich experience in the corresponding field, especially the handling of accidents. The most important point is that this person must also have extremely tenacious nerves, to be able to stand calmly in front of the gods to teach these great beings, and to make no mistakes in the face of this huge pressure.

Gawain thought for a while, and in his mind came to mind that Rebecca's Iron Head, this girl perfectly met all the requirements, so she was sent here.

But it turns out that even a sturdy girl like Rebecca would be a little dazed when she was about to teach the gods. The figure really doesn't quite match the "student" she was familiar with in the past... But anyway, these difficulties are not difficult for her to overcome.

"I won't introduce myself too much, you should have already heard what my ancestors and Mr. Amone said." After holding back for a long time, Rebecca finally adjusted her mentality and got used to talking with the gods on the high platform With her unique "perspective", she looked around, with a cheerful smile on her face, "You can just call me Rebecca, I'm here mainly to popularize the basic principles and common sense of mortal modern weapons for you. , I try to make it simple and easy to understand, and if you don't understand, you can ask questions at any time."

The gods nodded in response. Although they have been worshipped by thousands of people for thousands of years or even more, they can still show a sincere and respectful attitude in the face of such a petite and fragile mortal "teacher" at this moment. , the goddess of spring, Flora, is the one closest to the high platform. She raised her hand: "I have a question. How to keep those things and need to learn? Isn't it just piled around the shrine and waited to detonate?"

"Of course not!" When Rebecca heard this, she waved her hand vigorously, "Whether it's a cannonball or a bomb, it all has a storage period and storage conditions. Although the weapons made by magic technology are powerful, they have a long shelf life. There are also special restrictions on storage conditions. If it is handled improperly, it will be invalid, and in serious cases, there will even be a risk of false explosion. Not to mention that you have to pile so many explosives in the kingdom of God and stuff them around the throne to keep them ready to detonate. state, once this process is operated improperly, you may be gone..."

While speaking, Rebecca casually activated the holographic projections around the high platform, and at the same time bent down and picked up a cannonball from the "teaching aid box" next to it, and held it up to show the gods: "For example, Well, the fuze of this thing is separate, just for safety, and if you want to keep the fuze installed..."

Rebecca's explanation began to echo over the entire assembly hall, and the gods all listened attentively. This scene seemed a bit strange and absurd, but at the edge of the assembly hall, Amoon couldn't help but reveal a ray of light when he saw such a strange scene. Smile Although it is difficult for ordinary people to see the expression on his deer face, Miermina, the goddess of magic who is talking to Amoun through remote communication at the moment and watching the situation on the assembly floor, can tell at a glance that he is smiling.

"You're in a good mood," Miermina said with a smile over the magic net terminal next to Amoen. The background behind her was the "Observer's Chamber" deep in the Ancestral Peak, and she was in the background. Next is the gorgeous and somewhat exaggerated golden throne, which makes the painting style of this magic master look a bit strange, but compared with the scene in the assembly hall at the moment, this painting style problem seems insignificant, "Because the whole You're the only one who doesn't need to listen to the lectures, so it's dark in your heart to see other 'colleagues' have to take classes seriously?"

Listening to the other party's obvious ridicule, Amoen just smiled indifferently, and looked deeply at the high platform where Rebecca was standing and the gods around the high platform: "Yes."

This time, he made Miermina a little confused, and the latter's mouth trembled twice before he spoke: "...you admit it happily, you are not afraid that the younger generations at the scene will hear this and affect you. The image? It's the oldest **** of the season, anyway..."

"It's not a big problem, I'm far away," Amoen said seriously, "and they all listened carefully. This kind of class is about their own life and death, who has time to care about me, who has left my post and muttered beside me. what."

The corner of Miermina's mouth trembled again, and then she asked casually, "By the way, I heard that you have three more daughters?"

"You mean the three sisters of abundance?" Amoen's eyelids twitched, and then his tone became a little weird, "Where did you hear it, why are you 'three daughters'? It's all their own random analysis, they He was obviously too excited just after coming down from the throne, and that Flora doesn't look very smart..."