This was just as I had originally guessed, this group of people who were optimistic about the future of mathematics wanted not to gain from it, but to gain fame. Or to put it more noblely, they want to do their best to contribute to mathematics, rather than letting their research results rot in their own notes, so they need a stage where they can be published publicly. The so-called name is just an appendage that comes with it.
As long as there is an open stage, teaching or not is not that important to these magicians who only want to focus on research. If you don't go to the academy and mislead others, you may not be allowed to discuss and study with your apprentices and friends in your own small place. And to be honest, there are many people who don’t like the environment like a college and the cauldron-like teaching method.
However, this regularly published book has some restrictions on submissions. Of course, these people have to ask what the rules of the game are. As for the limited space, no one particularly cares about the trivial matter of selecting the best for publication. From a reader's perspective, they don't want to see some inexplicable garbage content in a valuable intellectual book.
As for the magicians who were discussing very enthusiastically, in addition to those who had taken math classes and were supporters of someone, most of the magicians who had not taken math classes also joined the discussion. Looking at this heated scene, another group of people became anxious again. If this regularly published book is completed again, then the money earned has nothing to do with them.
If talking about money is too snobbish, then with this book as a link, all participants will naturally gather into an emerging force because of their common position. As can be expected, this force cannot be ignored. This is something that those deans who are keen on power find difficult to accept.
Seeing the French Saint Mildiades sitting firmly on the main table with a mysterious smile, one of the anxious deans shouted hurriedly: "Your Excellency Tripwood."
"Yes, any advice?" Lin replied reflexively.
"As for the book you mentioned, the power to review whose articles should be published should be in the hands of the Magicians Association, and it should not be left to you, a little magician, to bear such a heavy responsibility. Lord Mildiades, you Do you think I’m right?”
The Dharma Saint who was suddenly dragged into the water was stunned for a moment, but what was even more stunned was a person who had been bombarded with a bunch of questions before. He blurted out without thinking, "Stop it, who of you is qualified to review me? What's more, people from the association told me that mathematics is not magic and I am not qualified to enter the association."
Suddenly, everyone wanted to find the little undertaker who was doing this and cut him into pieces ten thousand times!
Looking at a group of old men with white hair and white beards, looking like they had eaten a fly's poop, Lin realized that he had gone too far. He quickly laughed and said: "Seniors, I don't mean any disrespect. It's just that in the subject of mathematics, it's really not about status that determines whether to publish someone's article. It's about understanding it first, and then judging whether it's right or wrong. , in the end is the value of reading the article.”
A group of people who had eaten flies felt like vomiting blood now. Is this an apology? Why does it sound like last hit? This is because today's discussion is about mathematics. If we discuss magic, we will definitely take this guy outside and use all kinds of magic to smear his face!
"What if the Great Library came forward to collect this knowledge?" Mildiades, the French saint, suddenly said at this time.
Unable to grasp what this big shot was thinking, Lin did not refuse immediately, but asked politely: "Sir, is there any precedent for similar things?"
"That's not the case. The Great Library has always only collected knowledge and knowledge submitted by others on their own initiative. What we are responsible for is just classification and sorting. Do you have any good advice in this regard?"
Drag the big library into the water and put on an official vest. Lin thought about various possibilities, but was quickly rejected by himself.
The reason is also very simple. If Sun Houhou breaks out of Wuzhishan on his own, he will be free to roam freely; but if he is released by others, he can only wear a tight band. Similarly, the government has not provided much help in this field of study, other than promoting it. So will this skin be a help or a fetter in the end?
Lin had no objection to being told what to do by a group of old men. After all, given your age and experience, it is always beneficial to listen more. But being told what to do by a group of old men who know nothing...
So Lin thought for a while and said cautiously: "Sir, the Great Library has a transcendent status. If it rashly gets involved in external affairs, there will inevitably be feedback, and I don't know whether it is good or bad. What's more, I may not be able to run this journal. If I mess up, If the Great Library is willing to recognize it and include journals, I would like to dedicate ten journals to the Great Library after each issue is released."
Someone's bold words can't help but attract everyone's attention. Paper is expensive, but books are even more expensive! Because every book, apart from the cost of materials, was written word for word by a scribe. And ten books as a gift is definitely a generous gift. Even if he had been affected by someone's verbal offense before, it was difficult for Mildiades to have an attack.
The Dharma Saint asked at this time: "The journal you mentioned is the name of this book?"
"No, sir, 'journal' refers to books and periodicals published during a fixed period, not a name. As for the name, I would like to use the term 'mathematical journal' directly." Although someone in his heart wants to directly use it as a 'scientific journal', Covers all aspects of disciplines. But I am afraid that such a step is too big and other people will not adapt to it, so I use the name of the knowledge mainly provided in this book.
Mildiades nodded and said: "Mathematical Journal, a good name. Have you considered where to sell it? Without the channels of the association and the help of the big library, you wouldn't have your own store." Together
"That's not true, sir. So with the permission of Dean Kabamba, I hope to borrow a classroom in the mathematics building as a place for preparation and sales. Otherwise, I can only do these things at my own home. .”
At this time, the great magician Kabamba quickly stood up, patted his chest and said, "No problem, Lord Tripwood. The academy will do its best to serve this knowledge."
"By the way, how many books have you prepared? Can you read them?" Dharma Saint asked again.
Lin smiled heartily and said respectfully: "Not a single book has been completed yet. When it is completed, I will personally deliver it to your lord's magic tower."
But Mildiades was dumbfounded again. There are only eight days left until the release date of the first mathematical journal promised by the magician. Then, before even one copy was ready, he even announced that he would donate ten volumes to the big library. Young man~
The Dharma Saint couldn't help but shook his head regretfully for this young man who didn't know the heights of the world. But he didn't say anything, whether it was advice or warning. Maybe this man really can do it. In front of magic, a cautious and qualified magician will never say anything to death. What if we really let the other party do it?
When the great magician Kabamba heard someone's words, it could be said that he was the most devastated person in the audience. Before even a single book was ready, he promised to send ten copies to the library, and what was even more exaggerated was that they would be sold to the public in eight days! I really don’t know how many scribes have to be exhausted to achieve the other party’s ideas.
But some people felt secretly happy when they heard these words. Because they had no way to deal with this man, they didn't expect that the other party actually put the knife in their hands. In this situation, anyone who doesn't stab him a few times would be really sorry for himself.
A banquet ended with everyone having different thoughts. Overall, everyone got a decent result, although not the most satisfying. The time when the outcome will be determined is eight days later, on the first day of month VII (7) of DCCXXXI (731) of the Aramaic calendar. Whether or not that mathematical journal appears will largely determine the movements of most of the magicians present.
However, although the banquet was over, the carriage rented by someone was the last one to leave. Because Lin and the three masters and apprentices had been waiting for the lich who did not appear.
While waiting on the carriage, Lin happened to take out the past memo files and reorganize them into plans and evaluations of various alternatives. The blond girl had a worried look on her face, looking out the carriage window from time to time.
"Teacher, will my sister be in danger?" Halumi asked.
"Danger?" Lin raised his eyebrows, thinking seriously about what events would cause danger to the lich? Is Midland's sun about to turn into a red giant? Or is the earth's core collapsing and the entire planetary body preparing to explode? A certain World Tree is connected to a bad place and is out of control. Antimatter from other dimensions is pouring into the Mysterious Land, preparing to destroy all matter here, right?
There will be signs for this level of danger, but if it is not this level of danger, it cannot threaten the lich. Then she is...
Looking at the dim moonlight obscured by clouds and mist outside the window, Lin thought for a while and ordered: "It's very late, let the coachman take us back. If your sister wants to come back, she won't get lost. .There are still a lot of things to be busy with tomorrow, so I have to rest early today."
After receiving the instructions, Halumi turned around and ordered the coachman. Because as their teacher said, it is impossible for my sister to be in danger. This is just blind confidence.
At this time, Kaya, who was also immersed in the vision of the forum, raised her head and asked: "Is it about the mathematics journal?"
"Oh, you know that too."
"On the forum, related discussions have exploded. Everyone is waiting to see you, teacher, make a fool of yourself. No one thinks how many books you can sell in eight days. However, some people also speculate that you are planning to sell the books stored in Magic Shi Zhong’s e-books may allow book buyers to bring their own scribes and let them find their own way to copy the books. The people who help you have been saying that this method is not bad. It’s just that these words were scolded by another group of people. It stinks."
"That's right." Lin responded listlessly.
"Do you want our help?" Kaya asked.
"No, I have already made arrangements. I can just borrow some manpower from Dean Kabanbai when the time comes. I won't need you." Lin refused.
"That's it." Kaya's voice hid a hint of disappointment, and even Halumi showed a desperate expression.
