Chapter 365 Light can be dissected!
Light can be dissected!
Before the students could digest this huge and shocking information, the shocking miracle appeared before everyone!
The pure white light passed through the prism and was instantly split into a gorgeous colorful light band, which was accurately projected onto the wall on one side of the podium!
"Saint Sith is above!"
"How did you do this?!"
The junior students exclaimed in disbelief. They thought that His Royal Highness had performed some exquisite illusion without making any sound.
However, some senior apprentices and mages looked at each other with serious eyes. With their eyesight, they could clearly see that the prism was just ordinary glass. It did not contain any magic power, nor was it a mysterious magic prop.
As for the magic that His Highness Colin just used, it was just ordinary lighting magic, and he did not add any other spells.
Luo Yan smiled in his heart as he took in the reactions of the students below the stage, and he was not surprised at all that they would have this reaction.
He discovered this problem as early as in Deadwood Harbor.
Although the God of Machinery brought the steam engine and telescope after the Enlightenment to the world, he did not tell the people of this world why telescopes can see far away and how to see farther, why steam engines can run and how to run faster.
The people of this world have not experienced the long process of natural science discovery, and the existence of supernatural powers has greatly distracted the energy of intelligent people. As a result, although the humans on this planet possess the technological heritage of the industrial age, and even "magical technology" that surpasses the industrial age, the progress of civilization has instead remained in the early Renaissance, which was still constrained by theology and monarchy.
Now--
He wants to teach this lesson to the flowers of the empire!
"Different colors of light have different 'refractive indices' in the same medium. This is something I discovered by accident when I was in the Janna continent."
Luo Yan simply threw out a new term, and then turned his gaze to a looming wizard tower in the distance outside the window.
"This explains why the images of stars at extreme distances, which we improve by adding more lenses, are always blurry and have colored halos around the edges... because the different colors of light cannot perfectly converge at the same point."
After a pause, he continued.
"Once we understand this, we can easily design telescopes that can see farther and more clearly."
Luo Yan did not tell these magic apprentices how to solve this problem, but he believed that as long as they understood the principle, it would be easy to solve the problem.
If I told them everything, wouldn't it take away some of the fun of exploration and discovery?
Before the students could fully recover from the new word "refractive index", he waved to his assistant, signaling the latter to push up his carefully prepared props, and continued to demonstrate a series of experiments including the refraction of light, pinhole imaging, etc., using the various props to play with light and shadow.
Exclamations echoed in the classroom one after another. No matter whether they were the preparatory students who had just entered Xuebang or the teaching assistants who had been working in Xuebang for many years, their eyes widened.
Especially those students who specialized in the school of illusion, they were completely shocked by this method of controlling light and shadow "without relying on any magic power".
Although they could not understand the significance of these technologies, nor how they would work in actual combat, it was undoubtedly a severe blow to their worldview!
It turns out that light and shadow can be controlled by more than just magic.
It turns out that simple tools can be used to accomplish things that are no less powerful than extraordinary powers!
After successfully catching everyone's attention, Luo Yan waved his hand and signaled the teaching assistant next to him to push the props on the podium away.
His eyes slowly scanned the room, from the most focused faces in the first row to the blurry figures standing on tiptoe outside in the corridor, a smile on his face.
Not many people left.
It seems that this class was quite successful.
Of course, it was also thanks to his status as a prince. If someone else stood here, they probably wouldn't have the patience to listen to him talk about so many things that had nothing to do with magic.
Looking at the apprentices who were digesting the huge amount of information, Luo Yan slowed down his speech, making his casual tone solemn and powerful.
"...Although I am a superhuman, I still have to say that what superhuman powers can do can also be done by mortal powers."
"Even, mortals can create things that transcendents have never imagined. As long as you dare to hypothesize and verify... then it is completely possible."
Kurs, who was sitting in the lecture hall, curled his lips in disdain. In his opinion, His Royal Highness the Prince simply didn't mind talking while standing.
The nobles of the empire do not need to worry about the level of their souls.
Not only are they born with the best talents, they also have the opportunity to become the strongest in their next life without having to pay anything.
As for mortals...
Aren’t those just the grass in the field and the sheep in the sheepfold?
Coors had no doubt that the only value of their lives was to serve elites like himself, and the reason they had fallen into such a state was simply because they did not work hard enough.
certainly--
Not everyone thought the same as him. For example, Finn, who was sitting next to him, had a gleam in his eyes.
Mortal hands can also create things that extraordinary people have never imagined...
Isn't this talking about myself?
Although he had awakened extraordinary powers, compared to those truly noble mages, he was no different from an ordinary person.
Besides, he came from the fields.
In fact, Kurs, who was sitting next to him, was the same, but before he became a master wizard, he had forgotten where he came from.
"...I don't deny that you are on the right path to break the shackles of your soul level and pursue a higher level of power. This path is condensed with your blood and sweat, and you should not give up easily."
"But I still want to tell everyone here - that is not the 'only' way to become a legend, nor is it an eternal truth!"
"Today's lesson is just a starting point. Rather than teaching you how to throw a fireball more accurately and skillfully, I want to open a window for you."
“Perhaps through this window, you can see the scenery that I missed during my journey.”
"Do what you are good at to the extreme, and you can become a legend!"
The classroom was silent, and then the sound of whispers spread.
His Highness Colin's declaration was like a huge rock thrown into a lake, creating long-lasting ripples in this large classroom filled with thousands of people.
The students were immersed in the new path he described, and could not calm down for a long time. Some people left with disdain, but more people began to think about how they should face the future after passing the apprenticeship assessment.
Seeing that the class was about to end, Luo Yan smiled and raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.
"Before the get out of class ends, I have a small homework assignment for everyone... Or, you can also consider it as a welcome gift from me to you."
His tone was relaxed, as if he was talking about the weather.
The students immediately sat up straight and picked up their pens, ready to record the instructor's requirements.
At first, they thought it would be some advanced theoretical derivation, or complex instrument making, or repeating the experiment just demonstrated in class.
However, His Highness Colin's next few words made everyone's pens stop in mid-air, and they were speechless for a moment.
"I need you to go back and think about three questions - why is the sky green? Why is water icy? Why is steel soft?"
"Just give your homework to the teaching assistant next to me. His office is at..."
Having said this, Luo Yan looked at the stunned teaching assistant, who quickly came to his senses and hurriedly continued what His Royal Highness had said, "It's at table 2, seat 111, floor 20! Just hand in your homework to me and I'll deliver it to His Royal Highness!"
"Very good," Luo Yan nodded and joked, "The only flaw is that you should call me Mr. or mentor."
"Yes..." the teaching assistant said with a red face. He was so nervous that he didn't notice that he said what was in his heart.
The entire classroom was filled with noisy discussions, and no one noticed the little incident happening on the podium.
The students looked at each other, with surprise written all over their faces.
What is the problem?
Are you kidding?
The sky is blue, water flows at room temperature, and steel is synonymous with hardness.
The questions raised by the prince's mentor completely went against everyone's basic common sense, so much so that they couldn't help but wonder if there was any deeper meaning in it that they had overlooked.
Just as the whole audience was stunned and in an uproar, Luo Yan cleared his throat and threw out an explosive reward that caught everyone off guard.
"My course has four credits in total."
He held up four fingers and announced with a smile, "If anyone can give me a satisfactory answer to the above three questions, I will directly reward him with a credit!"
I have never had a professor or mentor so generous.
If the previous question had caused the classroom to fall into dead silence, then this sentence was like detonating a volcano!
"One credit?!"
"Did I hear you correctly? Just answer one question?"
"Are you serious, Your Highness?!"
The students went completely crazy!
You know, at Xuebang, every credit is hard-earned.
They must pass countless boring theoretical written tests, defeat magical constructs in spell duels, and even risk their lives in the annual dangerous "Trial of the Sage" illusion maze, before they can gain the favor and recognition of their mentors.
No instructor has ever given credits so "absurdly" that they actually gave them in the first class!
The strange question that was confusing the previous second instantly became the most fascinating ultimate mystery in the world with the generous reward of "one credit"!
The huge interests drove everyone's brain to work at high speed. The entire classroom went from silence to a bustling place, filled with excited discussions and all kinds of irrelevant speculations.
Whether they are truly driven by a passion for science or a desire for credits, at least the enthusiasm is real.
Standing at the center of the storm, Luo Yan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth into a mysterious smile.
very good.
This is exactly the effect he wants.
The seeds called "Enlightenment" have been planted, and it remains to be seen whether a few tender buds will grow and a few beautiful flowers will bloom on this barren snowfield.
As long as you have one, it’s not a loss.
…
That night, in a private study on the top floor of the Great Sage's Tower, the flames in the fireplace were dancing quietly.
This is Professor Ariste Thorne's study, which is more like a nobleman's collection than a scholar's laboratory.
The bookshelves are filled not with books, but with gadgets from behind the virtual world, including unknown metal objects and skeletons of strange beasts.
The thick dark carpet absorbed all sound, and the air was filled with the smell of expensive and intoxicating incense.
Skain was standing respectfully in front of the desk, reporting everything that had happened during the day to Professor Ariste, who was sitting in a huge armchair.
In a refined and emotionless tone, he recounted every detail of Prince Colin's class - from the rainbow refracted by the prism, to the pinhole imaging trick, to the final impassioned speech and three strange questions.
Ariste had been listening quietly, tapping the tabletop lightly with his slender fingers, his eyes behind his glasses deep and calm.
After Sgain finished his report, the professor of the Source Law School uttered a low and disdainful laugh.
"interesting."
He became more certain of Colin's judgment - he was just a fool who loved to attract attention and enjoy the admiration of mortals.
As his first class after coming to Xuebang, he did not show off his profound knowledge to win over truly capable mentors, but instead performed magic tricks for the apprentices.
Something that can be done with just a spell uses a bunch of different props. Isn't this just a clown's trick?
Especially the name of this course, which is ridiculous, "Science".
To establish a school of thought in Xuebang is not something that can be done by simply throwing out a concept that is full of gimmicks but unclear in its meaning and then giving apprentices a few classes.
As Ariste laughed, he couldn't help but think in his heart that the stubborn old man Hector Ryan tried so hard to help Colin fight for the "virtual realm" because he was probably attracted by the prince's unlearned and sensational qualities.
After all, a person who loves to show off will soon get bored with boring theoretical research. By then, when Colin gets tired of playing with the "toy" and throws it away, it will naturally become a good thing for Hector himself.
If nothing unexpected happens.
Thinking of this, the corners of Ariste's mouth curled up even deeper.
He could actually go with the flow and help Hector on the council.
Anyway, with Hector's status and ability, he couldn't keep the treasure in his hand. In the end, this "toy" that His Highness Colin was tired of playing with would still fall into his hands.
Who would complain that they have too many virtual resources?
"Professor," Skain asked cautiously, seeing that he was in a good mood, "Regarding the last three questions raised by His Highness...is there any deeper meaning that we have not noticed? Please give your loyal servant some advice."
Ariste glanced at him with disdain, as if he were a child asking a stupid question.
He took off his monocle, wiped it slowly with a silk handkerchief, and spoke lightly.
"When the aurora appears at night, the sky turns green. When water freezes when it is cold enough, it is naturally ice. When steel is heated to the extreme, isn't it just soft molten iron?"
He put his glasses back on, his kind eyes tinged with sarcasm. "Such a simple question, do you need me to teach you?"
"No, of course not, Professor." Skain lowered his head and answered humbly, "I just want to make sure your plan is foolproof..."
Ariste waved his hand. "Go down. There's no need to report such trivial matters to me. I'm not interested in his 'games'. Come back to me when you have more information or new developments worth reporting."
"Yes, Professor."
Skyin bowed and left the study quietly, closing the door for Lord Ariste.
His expression was respectful, but for the first time, he felt a slight doubt in his heart about Professor Alister's seemingly impeccable answer.
Is it really that simple?
Whether it was the three questions or that prince...
The thought of doubt was like a tiny seed, falling into the neatly trimmed garden of authority and obedience in his heart.
As night falls, Xuebang’s dormitory area is brightly lit.
The three strange questions raised by Prince Colin were like three spells, stirring up unpredictable situations in the hearts of all the students.
In the eight-person dormitory for preparatory students, the noise was almost enough to blow the roof off.
The young men gathered in groups of three or five, arguing fiercely about "why the sky is green", and all kinds of bizarre speculations emerged one after another.
They didn't catch up with Prince Colin's class, but still heard these three strange questions from other students.
"That's one credit..." the freckle-faced boy said with emotion, "I wish I had heard about this class earlier."
"Yeah, what a pity," the young man from a wealthy family smiled, glanced in Barrett's direction inconspicuously, but said nothing.
He didn't blame this brother for not telling them, after all, they were not familiar with each other. However, on the contrary, he and others would not bring this guy along if there was anything good in the future.
Because I'm not familiar with it.
Not knowing what his roommates were talking about, Barrett was concentrating on thinking hard in front of a small table piled with books.
As a loyal believer and former teammate of His Highness Colin, he firmly believed that His Highness's question was no joke, but a puzzle that concealed the "only answer".
He followed the most direct logic and began to crack them one by one.
Why is the sky green?
This is easy to solve!
In the far north, or when the weather changes, green auroras will appear in the sky. This is an example of "the sky is green"!
He has seen the aurora many times on the way to the Tower of the Great Sage!
As for why water is icy?
This is also easy to answer. The vast snowfield is full of freezing cold water.
The only thing that bothered him was why steel was soft?
His father was a blacksmith, so he certainly knew that iron could be melted into water. But if he called 'molten iron' steel, what was the difference between that and pointing at a deer and saying it was a horse?
He thought about this question for a long time, and finally, before the lights were turned off in the dormitory, he hurriedly wrote a 6,000-word paper, using impeccable logic to prove that steel is soft.
Looking at the fruits of his labor, Barrett breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little proud of his "quick wit".
He has definitely got this credit!
At the same time, in another noisy dormitory tower, Ilana was also sitting at a small desk thinking.
She looked at the white paper in front of her but didn't put pen to paper for a long time. The three questions lingered in her mind like ghosts.
As a sober realist, she instinctively felt that things were not that simple. The wisdom displayed by Prince Colin in class was definitely not someone who would use brain teasers to trick students. There must be a deeper logic behind these seemingly absurd questions.
But what is it?
She thought hard but still couldn't come up with an answer. Finally, she sighed and wrote down the answer in her heart.
Dear Mr. Colin:
The sky can be green, but that doesn't mean the sky is green. Water can freeze into ice, but that doesn't mean water is ice. Steel softens when it's heated by fire, but we don't call it steel... Maybe you mean molten iron?
Maybe this is not the answer you have in mind, but please forgive my lack of knowledge, this is the only solution I came up with after thinking for a long time. 】
After writing the last word, Ilana let out a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.
She knew that such an answer sheet full of philosophical speculation rather than factual statements would probably not earn her the "free" credits.
but……
So what?
Soon, the lights in the dormitory were turned off.
The roommates stopped talking, and she hurriedly climbed onto the bed and got into the fragrant and soft quilt.
However, she closed her eyes for a long time and still couldn't fall asleep.
Just because of a familiar yet distant voice that kept lingering in her mind and even entered her dreams——
"That is not the 'only' way to become a legend, nor is it an eternal truth..."
"Do what you are good at to the extreme, and you can become a legend!"
(End of this chapter)
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