Bricher refused outright.
"That's the money they...sponsored you...how can I touch it?"
He moved his lips: "I know you mean well... Deka... but this is my bottom line."
"I can accept help from you and others, even money! But if it affects you and causes you to lose more valuable opportunities, then even if I use the money to achieve my own success, I will still feel guilty for the rest of my life... So don't persuade me."
"Okay~" Desca had no choice but to pick up a piece of pie and eat it.
"So you've decided to take this path?"
"Well... I'll first make up for the basics, and then try to get a degree certificate. That way I can apply for a lecturer position, and I'll also be qualified to contribute to the newspaper."
"But you work so hard, work, study, and go to the priest to deal with it... Can you handle it?"
"You have to eat even if you can't bear it."
Blicher shook his head.
"After all, I'm just an ordinary civilian, not one of those people...who is born with a future."
Deka was silent.
"How about this," he said after thinking about it, "You don't have to do the chores this week. Just rest at home."
"The priest?"
"I'll help you do it. If he asks me, just tell him that you did my portion and that I finished early and went home."
"...Thank you Deka."
"It's no big deal~~"
The two of them were eating pies and chatting in the house, gradually talking about personal affairs and current affairs, and the atmosphere became heated.
Hitzfeld floated to the window and saw that heavy snow was falling outside.
The winter of 1942.
It's about to pass.
Chapter 50: The Evolution of the Universe
Ignoring the unexpected incident at the beginning, the retrospection of God's Eye is successful.
The hypnotic powder can make Xia Yibing fall asleep, but it has no effect on Hitzfeld. She is forcibly pulled into the time projection and bound to the original of one of the books, starting this observation journey.
When talking about Bricher, old man Descartes always said that he was a "madman" and that many of his ideas and remarks were "so extreme that they were scary." But when he really got along with this man, Hitzfeld found that this accusation was unfair.
Bricher is indeed dissatisfied with some social realities because he is the type of person who has ability but lacks resources, and he is dissatisfied with the phenomenon that those who have no ability occupy resources - this is normal.
But he did not intend to do anything to subvert it. At least from Hitzfeld's observations during this period, this man was pursuing nothing more than enriching himself and working hard to find a decent job to support his family.
Isn’t this normal enough? But the horrified expression on old Deska’s face when he said that didn’t seem like he was lying.
Hitzfeld felt that if both sides were true, there must be variables in the middle.
Something had happened—perhaps something old Descartes was unaware of—that had changed Bricher and made him gradually radical.
But there seems to be no sign at the moment... Every day when this guy has free time, he goes into the small room to tinker with those expensive instruments. Sometimes he even forgets to eat. He is truly obsessed with sleep and food.
Ignoring the time that sometimes seemed to "skip", just looking at the calendar, more than a month had passed. During this month, Bricher slept only three hours a day on average.
He still has to go to work...
Hitzfeld really admired him. Even he, who had insomnia, couldn't catch up with his level of hard work.
To be honest, if it weren't for the young Descas who had been covering for him and helping him with chores in the church, he would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.
Hospitalization is considered a minor condition, but sudden death is possible.
And he was really capable. For example, Descartes mentioned the "law of volcanoes and crustal movement" - that is, he discovered through changes in sea level that the peak period of volcanic eruptions is related to climate. This hypothesis was deduced by him through studying two different ancient nautiluses.
"The nautilus from the Annelis region and the nautilus from the Paleogene Sea should be the same species, but the latter actively degenerated about 200 years ago...it lost its color-changing ability by itself."
Hitzfeld saw him taking notes while looking into a microscope.
"This is unlikely to be an autonomous choice of the organism. Of course... Biological evolution depends not only on the organism itself, but also on the environment... The evolutionary laws of some species are usually bound to a natural enemy, so what is the natural enemy of the 'Redwood Nautilus'?"
"A harp octopus? Or a giant spider crab?"
He kept flipping through the book, pondering and verifying the conclusions, and gradually eliminated the hypothesis of "bound evolution" and locked his target on pure "environmental coercion".
"Could it be because of a volcanic eruption..."
Bricher, wearing glasses, was sitting at his desk, thinking.
"The climate in Annelis is hotter, but the redwood nautilus there is not tolerant of heat."
"The climate of the ancient cold sea is even colder, but the redwood nautilus salvaged from here can survive safely in hot water at 60°."
"It's obvious that the environment forced them to change themselves. The only thing we can think of now is volcanic eruptions... So there may be volcanic activity in the legendary seafloor cracks under the ancient cold sea."
"But why are volcanoes always active during the summer when they breed?"
"This line... this large area of submarine volcanoes seem to be more active during this period, so something must have affected them... what could it be?"
"It can't be a living creature. Living creatures don't have such great abilities."
"With such a large area and such a vast ocean, the only thing that can affect them is the ocean itself."
"That is... water."
After a moment's pause, Bricher jumped up in ecstasy, grabbed the old newspaper he had scribbled on, and rushed out of the house, not knowing who to share his achievements with.
Hitzfeld couldn't keep up because she wasn't bound to Blicher, she was bound to the thick leather book.
The book was not cheap... Even though it was just an empty shell and each sheet of parchment inside was blank without a single letter written on it, it still cost Bricher half a month's food allowance.
Because of its very high standards, parchment is actually not cheap. This kind of embryo book is used to copy and collect classic works. Bricher certainly couldn't bear to touch it easily.
But he has a dream of becoming a scholar, and which scholar doesn’t want to publish books and become famous?
So he bought this empty book early on, intending to write down his future achievements in it and publish it as his own work.
Looking at the empty room and then at the book on the table, Hitzfeld let out a sigh and thought it was rare... this person didn't take it with him.
This brings us to another quirk of Bricher: he took this book too seriously, even treating it as a spiritual sustenance. He always brought it with him whether he was in class or working, fearing that someone would steal it when he was not at home.
She thought Bricher was mentally ill because any instrument he had in the room was worth at least twice as much as this empty book.
Not worried about the instruments but only worried about the books?
Could it be the powder you stuffed in there?
She was lost in thought for a while before she realized that time had not skipped a beat.
Calculating the calendar, she had been here for more than a month, but she didn't experience every minute of it.
Time will jump, and some blurry and perhaps not particularly important fragments will be skipped, greatly improving her observation efficiency.
She didn't understand the specific reason, because this book could not be regarded as the same as a fire starter.
There are bones of the ancient queen of Dragon Kingdom in the fire-starting knife, so you can barely explain it as half a living thing.
But what about this book?
You can't be conscious...
After waiting for a while, Hitzfeld still didn't wait for the time to skip, so he began to wander around the house in boredom, and even went to the microscope to try to appreciate the microscopic world.
But it was useless. Maybe it was due to limitations, she couldn't see anything.
Descartes paid half for this instrument.
she thinks.
Of course, Bricher didn't know this. Descartes secretly gave the clerk money to make him lie about the price. She figured it out after she saw Descartes secretly tearing up the bill.
She also understood why Deka had to be sneaky when helping his friends.
It wasn't just a matter of taking care of Bricher's self-esteem, it was also about his own future.
Although he was not born into a commoner family, his family had long been in decline. The reason he was listed as a golden seed was not only because of his own good talents, but also because of the strong support of some nobles.
Those people were willing to sponsor him in the hope that he would give them some feedback after he took office.
No matter how wonderful the future was, he was just a poor apprentice now. He was lucky that they were willing to give him money. If people knew that he used the money to help "refugees"...
Well, it's not going to end well for both of them.
"Why hasn't he come back yet?"
Hitzfeld waited and waited but no one came, and he was very surprised.
According to the rules of time jumping, the time periods that do not jump are more important.
Does that mean the person he is meeting now is very important to him?
Is it Descartes?
Or Lu Anshi?
Hitzfeld thinks the latter is more likely.
Why didn't I bring this book...
She looked at the empty book.
"What do you want me to do? Wait here?"
Then... as she read on, she suddenly felt that there was something stuck in the middle of the book.
She couldn't touch objects in ghost form, she couldn't interfere with reality, she could only get closer to see.
Fortunately, the paper had an outer corner protruding from the other side of the book. She overlapped herself with the table and other obstacles, and could easily see the content on it from the gap on the opposite side.
“Want to know the true meaning of life?”
“Want to know the origin of life?”
She read slowly.
"If you are curious, please go to No. 1102 Qianhai Road."
"We are the Tianyan Society."
"...We sincerely welcome you to join us."
Chapter 5: The Origin of Life 5 in k
Tianyanhui.
Hitzfeld searched his memory and felt that he had never heard of this organization.
Her... you could say she was her girlfriend - her girlfriend was the head of the country's largest police violence agency, and she had a special talent for memorizing files and archives and other information. Thanks to her, she had an impression of the evil organizations that had emerged in Sarah's organization over the years.
The most conspicuous one is definitely the Eclipse Church, and there are also the Holy Fruit Society, the Resting Sound Society, the True Self Painting School, etc. These smaller evil organizations usually exist in the form of associations, with dozens of people in the larger ones and only a few people in the smaller ones, which makes it difficult to discover and capture them.
So the fact that she has never heard of the "Evolution and Ethics Society" shows that this organization is most likely "harmless".
But it is hard to be sure, because it is possible that some associations have not been discovered. Some of them collapsed on their own, while others quietly accomplished their missions and thus became secrets, disappearing in history and time.
Hitzfeld was naturally very curious about the Evolutionary Society, and she soon got the opportunity to learn about what kind of organization it was.
"Tianyanhui?"
In the next projection, the young Deka grabbed the leaflet from the book and sneered, "Don't tell me you plan to join this rubbish."
"Mr. van der Seck is not a liar." The scene changed, and Bricher sat back at the table to defend the flyer.
"Have you met before?"
"I've seen it."
"How strange... I thought you didn't have enough time."
"That was originally the case, but after the class last weekend, Mr. Lu Anshi recommended this association to me. He said it was a newly established association with very few members, but all those who have joined so far are top scholars in this field without exception."
"What Lu Anshi said is credible, but do you really need to work so hard?" Deka shook his head. "What I mean is that your goal is just to support your family. I think your current level is enough to contribute to the newspaper, and it will be no problem for you to pass the exam."
"You're so funny, Deka." Bricher tilted his head and stared at him. "My goal is indeed not big, but if there is a chance to go further, who wouldn't want to?"
"So what is your goal now?"
