Lord of the Desert

Chapter 192 Everyone Has Ambition
It took a quarter of an hour to visit the Second Academy, Wen Zhongguan was satisfied, and led Hong Fan out to the north.

"Earlier, Mr. Zhuang worked in the government office outside the main entrance. Later, the cement factory grew bigger and bigger, and the sound of grinding was constant day and night. Then he moved to the newly built courtyard behind."

Wen Zhongguan said.

The two walked out of the East District, and the material of the road surface was changed from bluestone slabs to hardened cement.

There are also several semi-permanent cat paw prints on it.

Hong Fan walked and lingered, and suddenly felt that the concrete road under his feet not only connected his past, but also led to Dahua's future.

Zhuang Liren's study is located near the back door of the State Department.

The building still has the external shape of bucket arches and cornices, but the unpainted walls are clearly made of cement.

Outside the house, there was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy sitting behind a small table, who was probably in charge of waiting for orders, and was reading a book by himself at this time.

"Most of the buildings in the Zhoubu New District are made of cement, so there is no need to add additional pillars, which saves a lot of old wood."

Wen Zhongguan said, nodding with the young man.

There was no communication link, the two went straight in.

The study room built by Liangzhou University is very large, more than [-] square meters.

The curtains of the high windows on all four sides are open, welcoming the warm morning sun into the house.

Hong Fan glanced briefly to get his first impression.

One word, chaos.

The most furniture is the bookshelves, each stuffed to the brim.

There are four tables in the room.

The two are on the west side of the room, filled with various convex and concave lenses and guide rails.

There is another table in the northwest corner, with four people sitting around it.

Beside each table is a large porcelain vat, half a person's height, filled with many bundled paper rolls.

Wen Zhongguan walked towards the fourth outermost square table on the east side.

The table is next to the window, and there are some thread-bound books in a mess, each with a lot of folded footers.

Two invitation cards with bronzing fonts lay in the middle of the table, piercing the dazzling sun into the eyes of those who came.

The owner of the study was sitting behind him, folded his arms, and was fascinated by the invitation.

"Duke Zhuang, Hong Fan, the great artisan of Jinhai, has arrived."

Wen Zhongguan reminded softly.

Hong Fan saw that the chief supervisor was standing upright and looked up.

Zhuang Liren is not tall, only about 1.7 meters. He is in his 60s and [-]s. He has fair skin, brows and eyes, but there are two bags under the eyes, which add a touch of severity to his facial features.

He looked at Hong Fan's face and was surprised by his overly outstanding appearance.

"Ah, I didn't expect Zulong to be so unfair, bestowing rare talents and extraordinary looks on one person?"

Zhuang Liren got up and smiled.

Hong Fan saw that he was wearing a short jacket with his arms exposed. He was more like a laborer on the dock than a third-rank official.

And it's the kind that doesn't have much energy and can't make much money.

"A Nian, bring a pot of tea."

Zhuang Liren shouted to the outside, and then brought two chairs from the side and put them down beside the table.

Hong Fan was still waiting for his master to take his seat first, but Wen Zhongguan had already taken the first seat unceremoniously.

"You have also seen those lenses. Duke Zhuang mainly studies three aspects, one is mathematics, one is optics, and the other is physical properties (materials science)."

Wen Zhongguan introduced with a smile.

Then he looked to the northwest corner again.

"Those four are state bachelors, and the tallest one is Cheng bachelor."

But the four people on the opposite side seemed to be at a critical juncture, discussing painting in a low voice to themselves, turning a deaf ear to Wen Zhongguan's recommendation.

Wen Zhongguan felt that he was losing face, but there was nothing he could do.

"I beg your pardon."

Zhuang Liren laughed.

"Bachelors are not responsible for general affairs, but only for personal research and support for specific projects, so they are somewhat unrestrained and unrefined."

Hong Fan nodded, expressing his understanding.

The greetings of the three began with the two projects of the Second Academy.

Zhuang Liren suggested that the flight experiment should start with livestock and stay away from urban areas to avoid casualties.

Hong Fan mentioned the help of the tail rudder and flaps for gliding control.

After drinking half a pot of tea, he took out the gift he brought and unfolded it on the table.

This is a six-foot-long piece of red scale carapace, and it is also the only thing that the Hong family feels is the only thing that can be made rare by the chief supervisor after careful selection.

Zhuang Liren's eyes really brightened.

But after accepting the gift, he changed the subject and brought up the business.

"Young Supervisor Wen mentioned that you were going to the Asura Sect, what happened?"

Hong Fan told the truth.

Hearing that the young man voluntarily rejected the opportunity to pass the test, Zhuang Liren was obviously happy.

"Then I asked Wen Shaojian to tell you about it in February, is there a decision?"

He looked at Hong Fan expectantly.

"A decision has indeed been made."

The latter replied solemnly.

"I'm afraid I will disappoint Duke Zhuang."

As Hong Fan said, he took out the Master Token that he carried with him, and the chalcedony that Bu Tianze gave him, and put them gently on the table.

Zhuang Liren's smile cooled down.

Since taking the position of the third-rank supervisor, he has rarely been rejected.

"The chalcedony is given by Bu Sheng, and has nothing to do with this."

Zhuang Liren nodded, took back the token, and pushed back the chalcedony.

"Since you don't want to be imprisoned, why do you still come to Xijing?"

"I was sponsored by the Jinhai Wujian, and I want to work as a Tiqi in the Martial Arts Academy."

Hong Fan replied.

"As for the way of investigating things and extending knowledge, I will not give up."

After hearing his words, Zhuang Liren was not relieved.

The higher the level of martial arts training, the harder it is to work hard. How many people practice a few killing methods in a lifetime and can't understand them, so why bother?
"I know that you are devoted to martial arts, especially Jin Hai has just encountered a big battle."

He sighed and said softly.

"I also know that there are endless glory and wealth in martial arts, and if you are successful in martial arts, you can rule the world even more."

"However, there are only 72 statues on the roof; the saints commemorated by the statues cannot pass the time."

"It doesn't matter if it's 200 years or 300 years; after one life is wasted, even if you were a martial saint, how much can you leave behind?"

"Most of the glorious achievements of the Prophet Muhammad during his lifetime are unknown to the public, but it is the Xianzun Bridge that is now praised by all people..."

Zhuang Liren looked at Hong Fan and spoke heavily.

"Master Hong, one person's cultivation level cannot be inherited by others."

He said and pointed to the thread-bound book on the corner of the table.

"But it can."

Hong Fan listened quietly, very seriously, but there was no wavering in his eyes.

Zhuang Liren finally shut up.

He stroked the lukewarm carapace of the red-scaled tentacles, and suddenly lost interest.

Zhuang Liren has seen too many smart people—or in other words, there are no stupid people who can become masters in the equipment department.

But the more so, the more he understands that the most important thing to take this path is not talent, but dedicated research.

"Forget it, everyone has their own ambitions, and they can't be forced."

Zhuang Liren smiled lightly.

"Master Hong, no matter what, your previous three articles are full of weight."

"Many bachelors of science are developing along with your work. If you have the opportunity in the future, I hope you can communicate with them more."

Hong Fan solemnly agreed.

If he wants to develop in Xijing, Qi Zuojian is an extremely important partner in his opinion.

Resigning as a master craftsman this time will inevitably destroy his personal relationship with Zhuang Liren.

Fortunately, there are still many opportunities to make up for it in the future.

(End of this chapter)