Your notoriety is known to everyone.

"So if we want to walk, we need friction, we need to return to the rough ground, to break this absurd illusion, to really talk about the true nature of things, to completely surpass language and take it into our own hands..."

Rogers talked eloquently, and his theories were completely different from those he had told Alana before, and it could even be said that the differences were huge.

Alana's eyes were blank as she listened to these abstract inferences. After a while, she asked hesitantly, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course I know, any questions?"

At this moment, Rogers was picking up a few grains of sand that had slipped from Wittgenstein's hands and placing them out at random.

He believed that he had not yet truly understood Wittgenstein's thoughts, nor did he have the ability to express them clearly.

But his ability to pick and choose is more than enough, and people in this world should not expect a child like him to construct a profound and complete system of thought.

In addition to these, there are also the theories of other philosophers such as the evolution and alienation of words, grasping the essence by describing phenomena, etc., which are enough for him to pick up.

According to the memories of past lives, there are always theories that can be expressed about what the other party wants or dislikes.

But you can't explain it too completely. It's best to be ambiguous and plausible. Some important knowledge should be kept secret, at least so that you can use it after you understand it first.

"This is so different from what you said before..." It's not that Alana didn't understand, but she found it a little hard to believe after she grasped the key to it.

"Professor, the world is complicated, but human nature always likes to avoid this fact.

“Language sets a boundary for us, making us mistakenly believe that the world exists within the language.

"Since those schools of thought like to refute linguistics, they certainly won't hate this idea, right?"

Rogers smiled and picked up the teacup to take another sip of black tea.

After writing "Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus", Wittgenstein arrogantly said: I have completed all the work in philosophy.

This book has also become one of the greatest works of the 20th century, attracting countless people.

However, as time passed, Wittgenstein, who had been a teacher and had been silent for many years, suddenly jumped out and declared that "Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus" was a complete mistake. He also gave the reasons why it was so, causing a number of his followers to collapse in faith.

When the crowd was asking him how to solve the problem, Wittgenstein did not directly state the solution, but only left behind a pile of ruins and countless broken tiles.

Rogers felt that the destructive power of Wittgenstein's move on the edifice of philosophy could be compared to Hume's "causality does not exist, induction is unreliable" and Nietzsche's "God is dead".

Although these people often had their philosophy books confiscated, he still wanted to see how the schools of thought in this world would react after hearing such theories.

That scene must be very interesting.

"Hate it? I don't know if they would hate it, or rather, I can't imagine how they would react after hearing this."

Alana didn't know what expression she should make at this moment. Her feelings towards Rogers suddenly became extremely complicated, with so many emotions intertwined that even she herself found it difficult to understand.

She could tell that these were just the tip of the iceberg of a thought system. If it were fully exposed, who knows what kind of storm it would cause.

When she asked Rogers about more premises and further deductions of this concept, Rogers just shrugged and chuckled:

"I'm sorry, Professor, you have to understand that I'm just a child, and these are just some fragmentary thoughts. You can't expect a child to do more than that."

Chapter 63 This child is a devil!

The sun shines as usual, but it is not as scorching and intense as in summer. Instead, it has become much colder.

Logos was standing on a small open-air podium on the north side of Saint Herta. Not far in front of him were outsiders wearing robes of various colors.

Some of these people have young faces, some look haggard, and occasionally there are middle-aged people sitting among them.

Rogers had just patiently explained his knowledge and understanding of language, but he did not receive the expected questions or responses, not even a single sound.

Some people stared at Rogers carefully, with an inexplicable light in their eyes; some people lowered their eyes in thought, frowning, as if they had encountered some unsolvable problems; some people looked at Rogers with hatred in their eyes, and kept gasping for breath.

A breeze blew, bringing with it a slight damp coolness, gently across the entire speech square.

Rogers couldn't help but tighten his robes a little, and yawned a little bored. Seeing that there were no problems at the scene, he made a final speech in summary:

“In summary, I believe that the use of language is the basis of intelligent thinking, but the limitations and inaccuracies of language are also obstacles that are difficult to eradicate.

"I agree with your criticism of language. We don't really have anything to disagree about."

A tree man once said that magicians always like to compromise. For example, if you say that the room is too dark and you need to open a window here, everyone will definitely not allow it.

But if you advocate removing the roof, they will mediate and be willing to open the windows.

So when Rogers picked up a hoe and started to destroy the foundation of the entire spell-explaining theory, no one wanted to cause trouble for linguistics anymore.

"Do you think that my efforts to inherit the classics of my predecessors and continue to expand on them are just a ridiculous farce?"

An old magician with disheveled gray hair stared at Rogers and questioned him without any emotion.

He originally came to refute Rogers's exaggeration of the importance of language, but now he began to defend the authority of the text.

“No, no, no, I’m not targeting you, nor am I trying to overturn anything, I’m just stating an idea, an inference.

“Your efforts to inherit the classics of your predecessors are certainly not a farce, but do you think what you are inheriting are really the original classics?

“As time goes by, the meaning of every word will inevitably change. Can the understanding of time in the Golden Age be the same as our current understanding of time?

"Is the Gulandona language we speak really the original Gulandona language?

"Grandpa, this is just an obvious fact. And your efforts are not useless in my eyes, but they may be slightly off."

Rogers responded sincerely by touching his chest. He never thought that these people's efforts were useless.

Just like the predictions of Mercury's orbit by Newton's law of gravity and general relativity, although general relativity is more precise, it does not mean that Newton is backward and bad. His theory still continues to play a huge role in our macroscopic daily life.

And if Newton had not paved the way, there would have been no classical physics and no further developments.

All he did was use the knowledge from his previous life to help speed it up a little.

No matter what kind of change it is, labor pains are always inevitable. He understands these people's thoughts and does not want to show any contempt for it.

Then some people started to raise various questions, but most of these questions were filled with emotion, just like the old magician. They did not really point to the core of what Rogers had said, but instead kept citing peripheral things to attack.

They all didn't dare to truly face what Rogers said, because that meant that there were inevitable huge flaws in the theory of spell explanation, and there was an end that could never be reached.

This was completely unacceptable to them who had dedicated their entire lives to magic.

But because Rogers had experienced an earlier keyboard era than anyone else present, he was very good at sliding the conceptual boundaries, and with just a few words he could gradually shut down the visitor.

At the same time, he felt quite sad in his heart, and could not help but recall the collapse of the building of classical physics. He also remembered Einstein’s statement that "God does not play dice", and then Bohr’s ruthless response "Don’t tell God what to do."

"Devil! This child must be a devil born from the Abyss of Chaos! He wants to bring chaos to the entire magic world!

"I can't tolerate this happening! I will never admit it!"

A middle-aged magician suddenly stood up and interrupted the conversation in a harsh voice.

His forehead was covered with deep wrinkles, his facial muscles were tense, and his eyes were filled with flames of anger.

Rogers shrugged when he heard that, and looked innocently at the professors standing on the side of the podium.

However, except for Alana who already knew this would happen, the others all had serious or thoughtful expressions, and it was obvious that they had also been greatly shocked.

Seeing that someone was losing control of his emotions, Alana went on stage first, followed by Idrul and Kuli. The three of them took this opportunity to announce the end of the speech.

"Now, they probably won't want to discuss linguistics with me anymore." Rogers said to the professors beside him with a chuckle.

After realizing the existence between language and facts, analyzing the language is the most intuitive way to deal with it. Although it is impossible to completely solve the problem, it is always a solution.

Or simply abandoning this direction and turning your attention to other magical disciplines is also a good choice.

"Kid, do you have any other ideas after this? Like how to solve it?"

When Rogers walked off the stage, a professor asked expectantly.

Rogers shook his head helplessly. He rubbed his dry eyes and said that he just wanted to go back to bed early. He didn't sleep well last night because he was preparing for this speech.

Chapter 64: A Series of Considerations on Engagement (Two in One)

Compared to summer, autumn is much shorter, and the earth is gradually entering the cold winter.

Since the speech, Rogers has not been asked to participate in any speeches or dialogues.

Linguistics was also successfully promoted to the magical community and gained a large number of fans.

Some people even directly called Rogers the "little sage" to appreciate his wisdom and generous contributions.

Of course, there are schools of thought that occasionally raise doubts and slander, but they never amount to anything significant.

Because those powerful schools of thought that had heard Rogers' speech did not say much about it, but they also did not spread the content of Rogers' speech.

Everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding and did not want to talk too much about this unsolvable problem and defect.

Professor Saint Herthene would often talk to Rogers in his spare time, giving him a lot of special treatment, but also making him exhausted.

After that, he simply planned the corresponding schedule, leaving most of his time to analyze the magical language with Alana, and to promote the application research of the Möbius strip with Kuli.

He also set aside regular rest days for himself so that he can do what he wants.

As winter approaches, a fireplace is lit in Rogers' dormitory, just next to the sofa.

That’s right, it’s the fireplace in the log cabin, made entirely of wood and burning firewood.

These firewoods were distributed by the college and can burn for a long time. Rogers has been burning them for almost a week since he received them, but they have not been burned to ashes yet.

The flames in the fireplace flickered, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, occasionally making a crackling sound, followed by a few sparks.

Rogers was curled up in the corner of the sofa, and the two girls were huddled next to him.

Lufia was sitting on the armrest of the sofa near the fireplace, enjoying the warmth with a comfortable look on her face.

Elina leaned against Rogers, resting her chin on his shoulder, looking down at the book in his hands.

Sandwiched between the two, Rogers couldn't help but frown and asked in an unhappy tone, "Can't you go back to your own dormitory to light the stove? Why do you have to squeeze in here with me?"

Because they were so close, it was extremely troublesome for him to even turn the pages of a book or stretch his legs.

"It's warmer here, hehe." Lufia grinned.

Alina simply ignored the question and pointed to a picture on the page: "Do you like this?"

The title of the book in Rogers's hand was "Research and Investigation Report on the Psychic Characteristics of Succubus". What Elina was pointing to was a sketch that depicted a succubus, especially the chest of the succubus, which showed a spectacular scene of (.Y.).

He turned the page expressionlessly and did not answer the question which might lead to adverse consequences.

The experience that happened after he mocked the other party in this regard last time was still vaguely lingering in his mind.

Rogers knew that this guy was particularly vindictive, and even if she was friendly at the time, he would definitely look for an opportunity to take revenge in the future.

"Have you noticed that many girls in your class are looking at you strangely recently?" Elina didn't dwell on it any further and asked the next question.

"Ah? Haven't my classmates always been looking at me strangely?" Rogers asked in confusion.

His charm is only effective on those who are close to him, and usually the ones closest to him are Erina and Lufia.

These two people had a good impression of me before I was blessed, so that little bonus was basically negligible.

His bad reputation remained stable during this period, simply because everyone had heard about how Rivers was used by Rogers to score points in a cycle.

"How stupid." Alina sighed.

"Oh." Rogers responded and continued to turn the page. He was praised for his wisdom by professors every day, and only Elena would slander him like this out of jealousy.

But he still wrote this sentence down and planned to pay attention to this aspect in the next class.

"By the way, are we going to hold an engagement ceremony after we go home for the holiday?" Elena turned her eyes to the side, staring straight at Rogers, and asked in an inexplicable tone.

"Holiday? There's an Exorcism Night in between, and the engagement ceremony isn't just up to us, right?" Rogers looked puzzled.

"Because there are many preparations to be made before an engagement, sending out invitations alone will take up a lot of time. My father once wrote to me and asked me what I thought about this." Elina replied calmly.

"Oh? Your father is still willing to marry you to me? It's amazing." Rogers raised his hand and pinched his chin, thinking for a moment and said:

"Let's not talk about whether to place the order or not. My father might want to delay it, probably because he heard that I have a good relationship with Lufia.

"Our marriage can increase our control over the East, but an alliance with Lufia will allow my family to directly reach into the power center of the imperial capital.

“Both options are extremely tempting to my father. He has probably been thinking about what to choose and doesn’t want to jump to conclusions too early.

“Alas, I don’t know why my parents didn’t have more children, so that I could share some of the pressure from the royal family.

"The Third Prince has been making more and more small moves recently. Caspar's report is almost entirely about praising the Third Prince. There is no valuable information."

Earl Brad had been communicating with him more and more frequently recently. Firstly, to get feedback on the intelligence he provided, and secondly, the collection of the magic mines in the East Territory was almost complete, so he wanted to ask him about the progress of the development of the technology for utilizing the ore.

Naturally, they couldn't help but talk about marriage. At first, they tried to persuade him to let go of the saint, but after finding out that he really let go, they turned to care about Elena and Lufia.

Rogers didn't have much to say about this, he just recounted his daily life in a normal manner.

As a result, Earl Brad became more interested in his and Lufia's situation, and revealed to him his thoughts on the future of the family.