Chapter 159      A year and a half later (12)

At the same time, in the castle, a nobleman of a similar age as a young man was standing in front of the portrait of his ancestor Felit Rogers, and remained motionless for a long time.

In the study not far from the portrait, there is a desk with books such as "The Analects of Confucius", "The Art of War", "Mozi", "Qimin Yaoshu" and other books. It is obvious that this is indeed a noble family.

Some people say that when you stare at a portrait, you will involuntarily fall into the memories of the person in the portrait.

Now the thoughts of this noble child have entered the days before the completion of this ancient castle.

"The Master said, "Isn't it a good idea to learn and practice it from time to time?" A strong man was reading the Analects aloud in a private school.

At this time, a mighty officer led a few soldiers into the private school.

"Brother Rogers, your good luck is here." The bearded officer said to the man who was studying.

"Brother Braun, what's the good thing?" the man said to the officer.

"I just ask you, do you want to make a name for yourself, do you want to win a wife and a son, do you want to shine your ancestors?" asked the mighty officer.

"I think, I think, I dream of it!" said the man who was reading excitedly.

"Well, I actually want to do it too, but my parents told me not to get involved in this matter. He said that you are brave but not resourceful, and I can't control it. It doesn't matter if I die by myself, and my family will be dragged down." said the mighty officer.

"Ah? Why?" the man asked in confusion.

"Because this matter is not simple. But it is also because it is not simple. After doing it, you can win a wife and a son, stand out, and be proud of your ancestors. I have many friends, but after thinking about it, you are likely to be the one who can seize this opportunity. But you may not be able to grasp it, and you may die." The mighty officer said seriously.

"What's the matter? I'm becoming more and more curious about what you said." The man said.

"Expand territory and protect the territory and the people! The first thing you said before is, are you afraid of death?" the officer asked.

"Not afraid of death."

"Can you accept the death of the people around you? Yes, you are a comrade-in-arms, who have saved your life many times. If he dies, can you still maintain your past beliefs?"

"I can. Because my beliefs are closely related to interests, but they are higher than interests themselves."

"Do you understand the true meaning of clear rewards and punishments?"

"Fair, at least make the brothers feel fair."

"If there is no such sentence that comes later, at least I will doubt my judgment. But with your words, I feel much more at ease with you. It seems that you have really read books and have written letters, but you don't believe them all. You can do this. This is a armor-making license. Three days later, bring your armor, war horses, and dry food to our camp to report." The officer handed the man a green sign, and after saying these words, he left the room.

The man looked at the green sign in his hand. This was the armor-making license, and he held the license tightly in his hand.

Thinking of this, the noble young man turned his head, hanging his ancestor's armor and the weapon he used back then - the six-edged soul hunting hammer!

Implicit parallelism is the magic of the evolutionary process to ensure that it not only reaches its peak, but also is the magic of the highest peak. How to find the global optimal value? By simultaneously examining every inch of land in the entire landform, how to make the best balance of thousands of conflicting variables in a complex system? By simultaneously trying thousands of combinations, how to cultivate organisms that can survive under harsh conditions? By simultaneously investing a thousand slightly different individuals, how to reasonably allocate individuals, how to enable individuals to achieve various goals, and even perfectly integrate various combinations at some point?

The magicians hiding in the dark night were flying on an empty grassland, and these black shadows passed by in the air, leaving behind phantoms.
Chapter completed!