Cultural Invasion In Different World - Chapter 260

[Chapter 257 The Prologue of the New Era]

the next day.

A magic-powered vehicle slowly came to the door of the theater. This vehicle made of steel that did not require horses to drive attracted the attention of many people.

But the people who gathered at the facade of the Bai Jinghua Theater paid more attention to the posters of the cinema.

Today is the premiere day of the new movie “Hachiko”.

“Lord Frit, there is no parking space at the entrance of the theater.” The driver of the magic car said to the middle-aged man sitting in the back.

“No place?”

The middle-aged man called Fritt lifted the brim of his top hat and looked sideways at the door of the theater.

The street in front of the Bai Jinghua Theater has been filled with all kinds of carriages, and the stairs leading to the Bai Jinghua Theater are also occupied by a large number of people.

Just looking at the view of the street outside is enough to imagine how ‘lively’ the theatre is.

“A year ago at the Bai Jinghua Theater, there would be a lot of vacancies in the auditorium of each performance.” The driver driving the magic vehicle glanced at the crowd at the entrance of the Bai Jinghua Theater and said, “Since the movie appeared, I want to buy it. It takes a long time to wait for a ticket, and if you are interested in a new movie, Lord Freet, I suggest you wait a few days and watch it again.”

“Unfortunately…I’m not here to watch a movie.”

Freet said in After giving the driver this answer, he got out of the magic car, and the attendant who was sitting with him in the back seat quickly followed.

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“Lord Fleet, that should be the carriage of Sir White Thorns.” The attendant walked to his side and pointed to a carriage at the end of the White Thorns Theater.

Fritt lowered the brim of his top hat and walked towards the carriage with a cane. The driver of the carriage immediately opened the door of the carriage after recognizing the middle-aged man’s identity.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Fleet, because I’m temporarily preparing to attend a lecture at a higher magic academy, the time is tight, so I can only let the place for the conversation be here.”

Sir White Thorns was sitting in the carriage, looking at the man The middle-aged man got into the carriage with his assistant.

“Place the place of negotiation here, Sir White Thorns, do you mean to refuse my financial assistance?”

Fritt took off the top hat on his head, revealing his true appearance.

“About this… Mr. Fleet, I have confessed to you in the letter,

the inventor of the film is not me, and I cannot sell it to anyone.”

Sir Whitebud doesn’t know how many times he has used the same words. Reject these swarms of businessmen.

Seriously, Sir Whitehorn hates this kind of ‘talk’ dealing with money, especially with these merchants who use money to measure everything.

“But… where can I meet the inventor of the movie? Or Joshua?” Fritt asked.

He had already investigated before he came, and Sir White Thorns was just a ticket for him to get in touch with the man behind the scenes.

“Under normal circumstances, Mr. Joshua doesn’t want to be disturbed by anyone, but today you are very lucky. If you don’t mind, would you like to go with me to the Rusk High School of Magic? Mr. Joshua is going to give a class there today, anyone. Anyone

can participate.”

“Rulsk High School of Magic? I have sponsored a lot of students there. They are all geniuses. Today is just the time.” Fleet glanced at his watch and agreed to Sir Whitebud’s request.

Then, at the invitation of the middle-aged businessman, Sir Bai Jinghua gave up the carriage and got on the magic wagon representing the beginning of the new century, and drove towards the direction of the Rusk High School of Magic.

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In Rusk High School of Magic.

Ciri’s eldest sister, Hurland, is holding a stack of books and is preparing to attend a special lecture, this time the content of which is related to ‘programming’.

Hurland was so excited when she saw the message on the school bulletin board this morning, but her friend Sansa couldn’t understand why she was so excited.

“Herland…does the magic to program this system really exist?”

Sansa held the bulletin torn from the bulletin board in her hand, expressing great doubts about its contents.

“Of course there is. The magic net you use is constructed through the inscription system of ‘programming’,” Helland said.

“But the entry requirement written above is to master more than 100 inscriptions of order.” Sansa pointed to the strange requirements written on the announcement. “This is a level that can only be achieved by a seventh-level spellcaster, and I have only mastered thirteen of them now. The inscriptions of the Holy Light system.”

“I only have twenty-seven inscriptions of the order system, but the desire to know is the driving force of the spellcaster’s growth, isn’t it?” Helland said.

“But Hurland… If you spend all this time on research and development of magic machinery, your life will be much richer now, and the magic machinery invented by several people in the ‘Lesknaban’ next door has been obtained. Investment, and one person seems to have started mass production.” Sansa’s tone sounded very envious.

Recently, the entire Nolan School of Magic has set off a wave of invention. Since the end of the Universal Exposition, young spellcasters have seen the prospect of magic machinery. With the capital assistance of a group of businessmen, a large number of spellcasters have invested in Studies in this area have been conducted, and most of them have been successful.

“But I’m more interested in programming now,” Herland said.

“Well…after all, you are also the chosen one. I can only be an ordinary examiner in the Patent Council. It seems that I have not passed the Lord’s test.”

Sansa remembered that the magic drawing machine invented by Helland also Received support from a kind person.

Just when the girl from the Holy Land was complaining about her ordinary present, another poster suddenly floated to her hand.

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She subconsciously stretched out her hand and grabbed the poster, and saw the content written on it, “The Story of the Faithful Dog Hachiko” released today.

“I remembered! Hurland… Today is the day of the new movie release! Let’s take Belle to see it together!”

“I just… don’t need it, Sansa, Belle’s words are wrong… Eno’s lessons should be It

‘s about to end.”

Hurland refused his friend’s suggestion with a reluctant smile.

It’s hard to believe that just a few months ago, she was still a firm believer, believing that demons exist like cruel and ruthless monsters.

But now… Sansa not only met a succubus friend, but also admired the movie character played by the devil.

This will be known by the missionaries of the Holy Land, but they will be sent to the pyre to be burned at the stake.

All these miraculous changes were brought about by the chaotic demon who created the ‘Magic Weave’ world. Hurland yearned for that world, and she also hoped to personally participate in the creation of the magic weave.

[End of this Chapter]