The images projected in the crystal began to repeat for the third time. Since there was no high-quality magic network terminal to amplify and filter the images, the original image projected directly by the crystal seemed blurry and slightly distorted, but Cod couldn't calm down when he looked at such things.

Not everyone can quickly think of its use after seeing a brand new thing. The difficulty of creating a new field is often no less than opening up a new land. This requires not only intelligence and knowledge, but also excellent talent and a little luck, as well as the courage to break the rules.

According to archaeologists, primitive humans hunted with stones and sticks, but they thought that they might have used it for thousands of years to tie stones to sticks.

The voice of the eldest son Parr came from the door, awakening Cod from his thoughts: "Father, the representative of the Marlin Trading Company arrived soon and it has been more than twenty minutes."

"You go to the reception," Cod said without raising his head, "I still have something to do here."

"But father, what they want to talk about is..."

"You go to the reception," Cod repeated, "you know how to deal with it, go."

"Yes, father."

Pal left, and Film looked at the big businessman in front of him with some nervousness: "Mr. Cod, have I delayed you..."

"Don't worry, there are endless business matters, but creative ideas are not to be missed," Cod smiled, and looked at the blonde young man in front of him again, and then asked seriously, "Child, have you figured out how to deal with such things you created?"

Philm subconsciously pressed the hem of his coat and tied his bow tie, as if he wanted to make himself as appropriate as possible: "Sir, actually I... am not very sure. I just thought of an idea. The crystal was not created by me, and these runes were not created by me. I just thought of recording the drama in the crystal and put it on the Magic Net terminal... But I don't have my own troupe, and I don't know how to buy the Magic Net terminal or sell the recorded dramas.

"Mr. Cod, I don't know how to calculate money for an idea, so I wanted to come to the south because the Magic Net terminal comes from here. I heard that there are many new things here, and there are people who are good at using new things. Maybe someone can give me some advice here."

Cod looked at Film very seriously: "...I want to confirm first, have you told someone about your 'creative'?"

Film said honestly: "No...ah, I only mentioned it to one of my travel companions. He is an honest and knowledgeable person. He advised me not to look around and ask me to go to the New Immigration Consulting Office of the Government Affairs Department for information first."

"...He gave you good advice, but no matter what, child, your 'ideas' need to be realized as soon as possible."

Hearing Cod's words, Philm took a breath slowly and finally spoke: "Sir, two thousand gold coins, I mean...Ansu Dun gold coins, or elliptical gold coins."

Cod was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe the price he heard. Film thought the price he paid was too high, and immediately continued: "Sir, two thousand gold coins, this idea belongs to you, it belongs entirely to you. Of course, if you think it is not worth it, you can reduce it a little more..."

Cod glanced at Film with a complicated expression.

A simple child... When you take out the crystal and let people see the recorded images, your creativity is already in danger.

Perhaps most geniuses with unique vision will appear too simple in the field of human relationships and worldly styles?

Film still looked at Cod nervously. He was actually not able to distinguish the relationship and characteristics of the nobles, merchants, citizens, government affairs offices and other groups under the new order of the Southern Frontier. He believed that the big businessman in front of him might be a member of the new nobles in the Southern Frontier. Film and his family served the nobles for many years. He was only nervous and uneasy in front of big figures like Cod.

As for the two thousand gold coins... this is enough to get his father's troupe out of the crisis, and he can even use this funds to form his own troupe in the southern border. For him, this is the starting point for him to fight on this strange land in the south.

Cod retracted his gaze and sighed slightly in his heart.

Two thousand gold coins... This young man from the north could not imagine how much money flows between the new companies in the southern border every day, nor could he imagine what the new things he created would have in the magic industrial system.

The big businessman subconsciously clenched his fists and stared at the crystal and rune devices on the table.

There are only two thousand gold coins, only two thousand gold coins!!

He can even not take any of his kids because this is not a complicated technological creation, it is just an idea, an idea that is easy to achieve for a big businessman like him!!

His fist slowly loosened and then clenched slowly.

The silence made Philm uneasy.

In silence, Cod looked at the simple and outdated old rune substrates, and the artificial crystal that might be a product of the Southern factory.

He remembered the first heating station he and his friends made.

I remembered the machine tool I bought from the used warehouse.

I remembered the frustration and confusion of all the substrates that I took the workers and I worked hard to buy a batch of cheap rune substrates from Kant's factory. After pulling them back, I found that I got the wrong standard and all the substrates could not be used.

I remembered that I had been standing at the gate of the Technical College all day, just to invite a magic technician to take a look at my factory.

In a trance, he seemed to hear a crisp and nice voice saying to himself Mr. Cod, the city is full of gold.

Cod clenched his fists and tapped the table gently, as if he was hitting his heart.

Firm was startled by the other party's movement. He was about to ask, but saw the big businessman in front of him shook his head gently: "Child, I don't plan to buy it."

Film immediately spoke: "Sir, you can think about it again..."

"Child, I'm not finished yet," Cod waved his hand, and pulled out two blank letters from a drawer on his desk, took the dip pen and started writing quickly, and continued while writing, "I don't buy it because it's worth more. I will write you two letters, which should be of great help to you..."

Film looked at Cod's actions in confusion. Before he asked, he heard the big businessman opposite him say, "Have you thought about how to name such a new thing you created?"

"I call it 'Demon Movie Drama', sir." Firm said quickly.

"Okay, I'll write it."

After writing quickly, Cod packed one of the letters, sealed them with fire paint, wrapped them with special magic silk thread, and handed another unsealed letter directly to Philm: "This is a letter of proof. Take it and your 'magic drama' to the Government Affairs Office, find the 'patent registration office', the faster the better. In addition, this letter of introduction, you take it to the Magic Network Communications Bureau, find His Highness Hedy, or go to the Magic Energy Technology Department, find His Highness Rebecca... Believe me, they will meet you."

Firm, who was born into a civilian family and served the nobles for generations, was startled after hearing Cod's words. He couldn't believe the name he heard, and he couldn't believe that he might meet with the two high men of the empire. The development of the matter was completely beyond the imagination of the young people, which made him even exclaim in a small way.

After getting Cod's reconfirm, Film was sure that there was no problem with his ear. Then he lowered his head and glanced at the certificate document written to the "Patent Registration Office" of the Government Affairs Department. He saw his name on it.

To the Patent Registration Office of the Department of Government Affairs:

Here we prove that Mr. Film from Barron Town, the Holy Spirit Plain, is the creator and holder of the "Magic Movie Drama" technology... Mr. Film should fully possess the right to benefit, use, dispose of this technology and enjoy all corresponding honors.

Carroll Business Association Cod Baldwin

Cod let out a long sigh, a wonderful sense of ease lingering on him.

"Sir..." Film looked at the proof documents in his hand. Even though he did not understand the new laws on technology, and even if he did not understand the operating rules of the "Cecil Order", he realized the meaning behind these two documents and Cod's intentions. The young man from Barron had hesitation in his words, "How should I repay you?"

Cod looked at Philm, and in those light-colored eyes he saw sincere and a little uneasiness.

"I only have one request," said the great businessman slowly. "One day, when your magic drama develops, and when your 'theater in the crystal' is everywhere, I hope that the beginning of each of your works will be left for me for half a minute until the day when Cod Family Communications Company is closed."

"Half a minute?"

"Yes, this is what I offer to show my product."

"Of course, sir, there's no problem." Film said quickly.

Cod nodded slightly.

Perhaps the standard answer for a knight is that there is no need to repay.

But he is a businessman.

An excellent businessman.

The young man from Barron stood up, carried two letters, took his suitcase, and said goodbye with a down-to-earth and relaxed smile.

Cod watched the young man walk towards the door, and as the other party was about to step over the door, he suddenly stood up: "Mr. Philm."

Philm stopped in confusion and turned his head: "Yes, sir?"

"Welcome to the South," Cod said loudly, smiling, "Gold is everywhere."

Film was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he smiled back: "Yes, Mr. Cod, thank you."

Quiet in the office.

Cod left the desk and slowly came to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The snowflakes were still falling, the north wind was blowing, the snow danced like a veil, and the factory buildings and roads gradually turned silver.

The sky gradually darkened, and on the road leading to the city center, the magic crystal street lights gradually lit up, and the shadows of passers-by in winter clothes and black cars gradually became sparse. Only the end of the road and the magic net terminal near the square were as always, projecting light and displaying images.

"Good luck, young man."

...

Leaving Cod Family Affairs Company, Philm returned to the avenue with a little excitement, and his expectation for the future burned in his chest, as if he made the cold snow day cute.

He saw a figure standing not far away, with snowflakes circling around the figure, swelling like an elf.

"Hi! Fendil!" Film quickly stepped forward and greeted the other party, "I thought you were gone..."

Fendil, with short silver hair, smiled and looked at Film with a smile: "I have nothing to do, why not wait for your good news here to see your expression. It should be good news?"

"Yes," Film took his eyes from the flying snowflakes around Fendir and knew the identity of the other spellcaster when he took them back on the ship. However, Fendir's personality was different from other spellcasters he had ever seen. After the initial tension dissipated, he had only admired and envious of Fendir's magic of controlling the ice and snow. "It was good news, but Mr. Cod did not buy my 'idea'."

"oh?"

"He gave me two letters, one to the Government Affairs Office, saying that it could prove the ownership of the 'magic drama', and another letter asked me to take to Didu, saying that I could meet Princess Rebecca and Princess Heti..."

"Ah," Fendir said softly, turning his head and glanced at the door of Cod's Family Affairs Company, "This Mr. Cod...is indeed an upright person."

"What did you say?"

"No, nothing," Fendir smiled and shook his head, "It seems that we will be able to travel with each other for a long time in the future. I will also go to Didu."

Film showed a rather happy look: "Really? By the way, I haven't asked, what are you doing when you come to the south?"

"I'll come to study," Fendir smiled and spread his hands, "My aunt thinks I should learn something that I can't learn at home. She is always using other people's children to stimulate me."

"Ah... that's really a disaster."
Chapter completed!