Chapter 123 High Risk Major

The gas lamps were burning.

Dormitory room at night.

Tu Fu has been looking at this mainstream lighting device that has been popular in the world for decades.

If this kind of lighting source wants to keep it bright, it must be replenished with fuel regularly.

Even for middle-class families, this kind of lighting method is not a small expense. Poorer families can only use kerosene lamps, or go to bed early when night comes.

Most people living in this era actually seldom have rich entertainment activities, which has nothing to do with the high fuel costs.

time is money.

In fact, this truth is not only in the upper class, it treats everyone equally.

Staring at the lighting source in front of him, Tu Fu designed the blueprint of a new lighting source in his hand.

This innovative invention is not difficult. It only needs a simple glass container, and the oxygen inside is exhausted by exhaust method, and then the inside is completely in a vacuum state.

Replace the tungsten wire at the wick, and finally turn on the electricity to complete the production.

The invention of the "electric light" was known even to a junior high school student in his time, and the more widely known story is naturally the story about the invention king "Edison".

But in fact, he was not the first person to invent the "electric light". Before that, he had already had an "arc lamp" that was not stable. Edison also bought out the other party's copyright after discovering this business opportunity.

In the following year, he worked almost without sleep. He and his assistants tried more than 6,000 kinds of materials before they found that the use of bamboo silk was the most suitable and stable. The lamp factory produces lamps.

Looking at the whole story, it is in this difficult environment that this great invention was created.

If you are a younger child, you will definitely be moved by Mr. Thomas Alva Edison's great spirit of dedication to science.

But from Tu Fu's current perspective, persistence and hard work are actually the cheapest, and they are also the most basic conditions for successful people.

Isn't the key to real success lies in Edison's genius vision and strong technical team support.

With the lessons learned from the past, Tu Fu made up his mind, "Go to the Bureau of Commerce to register trademarks and copyrights tomorrow, and I can justifiably become the founder of the invention of 'electric light'."

With such an idea in mind, Tu Fu drew the lamp design draft with peace of mind.

Of course, his hands-on technical ability is certainly not enough to make it by himself. To complete this invention, he still needs to rely on the world's mature basic knowledge of electricity and professional equipment.

This is not difficult. With the super academic platform of Miskar Stark University, as long as you can contact the professors of the School of Mechanical Technology at the University of Michigan, and then use the name of the Challenge Cup, you can make the name of this product famous. .

And relying on the production line and dealers of David Smith's family, in the near future, when the damned William II realizes that the "perpetual motion machine" is just a complete scam, generators and volt batteries are popularized in the Northern Continent and the Kingdom of Baia After that, he, who at that time owned the copyright of electric lights, would become the richest successful person in this country.

"Göttinghagen's mansion on the Moll River, private airship, steam car, maid Sophie... Hehehe..."

The damn picture almost made Tu Fu drool, and he fell asleep while leaning on the table.

In his sweet dream tonight, he dreamed that he came to Göttinghagen, where there is no poverty. William II personally awarded him an honor in Hill Palace, and the soldiers of the kingdom lined up for him.

With countless fireworks and the warm farewell of the people, he took the latest private airship back to his mansion on the banks of the Mole River.

The housekeeper and servants at the door bowed their heads, and Sophie, who was wearing a black and white maid uniform, combed her blond hair back and winked at him, walking towards him step by step...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A knock on the door woke Tu Fu up suddenly. Regardless of the pain in his body, Tu Fu slowly straightened up. He fell asleep in this position last night.

"It turned out to be just a dream." Tu Fu recalled the dream just now, his back felt chills, and he muttered, "Oh my god, it was Sophie who dreamed about it, this is really a terrible thing."

Looking at the design draft of the "electric light" that had been drawn, he quickly put it away, then turned on the tap and washed his face casually.

To make himself look less decadent, he walked over and opened the door.

The person who came was Winnie Darrow who had met once, the official little lady who was a bit talkative, and it was this lady who brought Tufu into the school.

At the moment, she is wearing a gothic-style black and white dress, which looks like a delicate doll.

"Tufu, today is the day when freshmen officially start their classes. I'm really sorry. I should have informed you about this earlier."

"It's not too late now."

"Actually, I came here yesterday, but they all said you were not here. I asked someone to look for it for a long time..."

Seeing that Miss Winnie was going to chatter about what she had encountered in the past two days, even what she had for lunch.

Tu Fu obviously felt dizzy for a while, but it was not easy to interrupt her. Instead, he pretended not to hear clearly and said "Ah", "Ma'am, what was the first sentence you said just now?"

"Today is class day..."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Tu Fu decisively interrupted the casting from this position, and shook his head forward to signal, "Let's go."

Winnie stared wide-eyed for a while, and then quickly followed. Just about to say something else, Tu Fu asked: "Winnie, I guess a beautiful and warm-hearted girl like you must know the dean of our class. who is it?"

After hearing such compliments, Winnie lowered her head in embarrassment, "Archaeology class 101? Thinking about it, it seems to be Mr. Walter Gross.

It is said that he spent a long time in the Göttinghagen archaeological team and the Baia Museum, and also taught some of our courses. He is a very special person who always uses some strange teaching methods. "

While speaking, Winnie blinked suddenly and said earnestly: "Tu Fu, you must be careful when choosing a tutor. Some tutors not only do not help students, but even break out that students' papers are stolen. This is related to the future. Several years of study arrangements."

She talked about this common phenomenon in an experienced tone. .

In each major, Miska will set up a permanent grade-level head to manage the students in the class, responsible for the daily teaching arrangement, lectures, and some trivial matters. The function is similar to that of the head teacher, but it does not have much real power.

In addition, each student has to choose an additional tutor from the first grade, who is personally responsible for the student's study plan within a few years, such as guiding thesis, arranging practice, and even working after graduation. They are closely related to the tutor. inseparable relationship.

This is why, before the selection of higher education, some prestigious schools will promise potential students the number of famous teachers. Often those mentors with older qualifications in the industry, or even those who have been awarded the title of professor, are scarce resources that compete with each other.

But Winnie looked at the sunny boy next to her, and swallowed her full of worries and warnings.

For a young scholar like him who already has a certain reputation in the academic world, unless some supervisor is not open to occupying his academic achievements, the University of Michigan will never tolerate this situation.

I'm afraid that when it comes to selecting a tutor, a rare talent like him is the one that the professors of the School of Humanities and Social Sciences are vying for.

In just a few words, Tu Fu was brought to the archeology major by Winnie.

To his surprise, the archeology major turned out to be a teaching building with a pointed tower, and the plaque at the door was only marked with the words "Archaeology".

"After all, it is one of Miska's trump card majors. This is a teaching building specially approved by the principal. Not only are there classes, but there are also laboratories, specimen rooms and collection memorials upstairs. Students of this major can visit it at any time."

Winnie, who has been here for a year, has long been surprised by these things. After taking Tu Fu to the first floor where the freshman lives, she reluctantly said goodbye to him.

After thanking the other party earnestly, feeling the back of the other party's reluctance, Tu Fu complained in his heart.

Why didn't I meet such an enthusiastic "senior sister" when I was in college.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the other party coveted his talent or just wanted his skin.

The people who come and go are students of different ages in this major.

You can almost recognize which ones are freshmen at a glance. Those with bright eyes and gorgeous clothes, men wearing leather shoes and women wearing high heels, are probably freshmen with extraordinary manners.

And no longer caring about the external image, most of the students who wore sandals casually and had dim eyes were senior students.

Tu Fu spotted the class, instinctively walked in from the back door of the classroom, randomly found a corner by the window where no one was paying attention, sat down, and casually glanced at the classmates in the class.

Among the more than 30 people, there are only 10 girls in their early years. Judging from their clothes, their backgrounds are not too bad. After being admitted to a prestigious school like the Seven Schools Alliance, most of the real poor students choose more practical science and engineering. .

Although everyone did not know each other before this, it did not prevent students with good tutoring from introducing themselves to each other. There are already students with social characteristics in the class who are free to play.

"It is a great pleasure to meet you in the archeology major. It takes some courage to choose this major."

"After I came to Michigan State University, my classmates heard that I was majoring in archaeology, and even suggested that I buy an insurance, which may be a more stable investment than the stock market."

The humorous words of the speaking student caused many students to cover their mouths and smile, and each exchanged some gossip they had heard.

Rumors like this circulating among campus students are naturally very popular.

Before choosing this major, everyone has more or less known some past cases. The four majors of archaeology, folklore, history, and occultism are ranked among the most dangerous professional disciplines.

Knowing the dangers of this major, I still choose this major. It does not mean that everyone is very interested in archaeology, but this major is a trump card major at the University of Michigan, and it has the most resources.

It is said that students of this major will be rushed by various professional organizations and companies before they graduate. Many of them consider choosing this dangerous major because of their future prospects.

Even if you hear some rumors on the ground, you don't take it seriously.

For a child born in a wealthy family at the age of eighteen or nine, there is nothing to be afraid of if he is full of enthusiasm.

I don't know if it was out of awe, or because of the original owner's parents, Tu Fu didn't join the discussion, nor did he interrupt everyone's speech in a disappointing manner.

"It seems that everyone has a deep understanding of our profession, which is a good thing."

At this time, the sound of silent footsteps came from nowhere, and a middle-aged man in formal clothes walked into the classroom.

He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, has a delicate moustache on his lips and chin, a four-piece formal suit and trousers, and a certain tall top hat, making Walter Gross more like a magician past teacher,

His gentle words sounded like he didn't care about the bold remarks of the students just now. It wasn't until he got to the front stage that Walter continued from the topic just now, "Seeing that everyone has such an optimistic attitude, As a teacher, I am really pleased.

In fact, since stepping into this discipline, everyone, including me, has half of our feet stepped into the madhouse, and the other half is probably in some unknown grave. "

Mr. Walter's voice was not too loud, but his gentle tone coupled with such heavy words undoubtedly reduced the lively atmosphere in the classroom just now.

I saw this maverick teacher Walter Gross take out a stack of photos and letters from the briefcase he was carrying.

Then he walked down the stage slowly, and Tu Fu, who had opened his eagle eyes, could clearly see behind every photo, there were dense notes marked with time and name.

Mr. Gross walked forward slowly, talking about the time and specific events in the photo.

"In 1350, a nine-member archaeological team from the University of Michigan visited the Red Earth Highlands. The members of the team were attacked by mysterious strange monsters, and none of them survived."

"In 1374, the archaeological team of the University of Michigan explored the hometown of giant dragons, trying to find the last giant dragon that appeared in the northern continent. After arriving at the destination that night and missing, they all died in their sleep when they were found by others."

"In 1398, the head of the archaeological student group of the University of Michigan, which was a group of ten who visited the Stele of God, was detached, and the cause of death is unknown."

"In 1420, a mysterious ghost ship returned with the dead bodies of teachers and students from the University of Michigan. Before that, they were the first adventurers to go to sea in Baia."

"In 1472, a large-scale livestock disappearance in a village next to the small town of Villedot, and an archaeological team that happened to be investigating nearby went crazy for no reason."

Before talking about the next case, Walter suddenly glanced at Tu Fu who was sitting in the back. He seemed to have recognized him long ago, and casually put a photo in his hand in front of him.

It was a group photo of his parents and the professors of the University of Michigan before the trip before the terrible polar exclusion incident. Get ready to die for science.

It was also at this time that Walter continued to recite backwards: "On September 2, 1480, all the teams of biology, geology, physics, and meteorology professors of the Seven Schools Alliance were united to go to the polar forbidden zone. They disappeared collectively and caused a sensation in the northern continent. , so far the news is unknown.”

He told one by one what really happened in the past, which is much more reliable than those rumors.

It's just that the more he talked, the paler the faces of this year's archeology students became. The timid girls were so frightened that they almost fainted when they saw those photos and old notes.

The panic after seeing the students being intimidated has disappeared from the initial frivolity.

Walter Gross' goal seemed to have come true, and it was only then that he continued to add: "However, the teachers and students of the Red Clay Heights recorded the incident in their notes before they died, and managed to get the Church of the Seven Gods to get rid of the revived strange demon. .

After the death of the dragon-hunting team caused turmoil, the governments of various countries even discovered a complete dragon corpse here, confirming the real existence of dragons in the past.

After paying such a heavy price for the teachers and students who followed the Stele of God, human beings and the Church of the Seven Gods have mastered part of the extraordinary power.

After the ghost ship incident, it was this tragic experience that made Baia learn from the painful experience, vigorously develop the navigation industry, and launch iron-clad ships to explore the secrets of the deep sea, and later discovered the southern continent.

Twenty years ago, several professors who went mad started a taboo ritual at the cost of their lives, and joined forces to prevent the descending of an evil god... In fact, what I want to say is not just to scare you.

Rather, I want to say that it is precisely because of the dedication of the senior archaeologists at the University of Michigan that the latecomers are forced to make progress in various fields.

The hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage. The greatness of man is the greatness of courage.

At any time, I hope that everyone majoring in archaeology will at least have a minimum of awe. "

Just now, when he heard the contemptuous and self-deprecating discussions of the students, Walter did not directly criticize them, but used one case after another to tell the cruel and glorious history of the seniors in this profession.

At this time, there was no longer a trace of laughter in the class.