"What else do you want to say?" Scott stopped and looked at Newcomer.

"I just want to tell you that no matter whether it is the exploration of mechanical theory or the study of psychic directions, we are far from reaching the end, and there is not only one of these two directions."

"My steam engine ship won the victory at this exchange meeting, but this is just a research on machinery, and does not mean that machinery is better than psychic in choosing. I hope everyone can understand this."

"The debate between the mechanical school and the psychic school has lasted for many years, but it really is not necessary to explore together and we can do better."

At this moment, Nukemen looked sincere. He did not attribute his success to mechanical success, but told everyone that these two directions complement each other.

Slap sex.

Sigmun clapped his hands quietly, and soon the applause resounded through the audience. Although there were some staunch supporters of the psychic school in the crowd, facts were better than words. At the scene, Nükmen won the competition with a purely mechanical steam engine.

Even if he was unwilling to accept his feelings, no one dared to refute anything in person. Only Scott, who is truly here to come and return in disappointment.

Before leaving, he thought he would shine in this exchange meeting, returning to the Kingdom of Elland with everyone's praise and honor, and then he could apply.

This will make his rise to power a natural thing, rather than like now, he is obviously the strongest person, but he can only become a bystander.

With unwillingness on his face, Scott slowly walked to Newke's door.

"This doesn't mean anything. I know you've always wanted to promote your own mechanical theory, but I can definitely design a better steam power machine." With his fists tightened, all the negative emotions were restrained, and Scott calmed down again.

"Also, don't forget your identity. You are an alchemist, and I am a rune master. You are not qualified to guide me in the choice of the path!"

"You said I'm not qualified?" Newcomer smiled. "When will we create a contract like a hunter with only muscles, relying on the size of our fists to express ourselves?"

I felt insulted, Sigmun muttered in a low voice.

Class represents status, but compared with other contracts, creating contracts does pay more attention to theoretical research. Newcomer said this to mock Scott for using power to suppress others.

Everyone in the field also smelled the smell of gunpowder. Although this would be a loss of identity, Scott was indeed a higher level, which was irrefutable.

"Peace the use of mechanical research on the spiritual path. In my opinion, this is just a little cleverness. No wonder you have not been promoted for so many years. You have taken the wrong path. When will you wait for you to think clearly about this problem? When you have promoted to level 6, please guide me again!"

Leaving the last sentence, Scott turned around calmly, and he looked up. No one present dared to look at him, and at this moment he regretted it.

At that time, we shouldn't have attended the so-called exchange meeting at all. When we have the strength, we are mine. Who dares to gossip?

He made up his mind and submitted an application after he returned to become the youngest permanent member in Elland's history, and then he could make some minor reforms as a member in justification.

"Oh..." But at this moment, a long sigh came from behind.

"Scott." This time, Newcomer called him by his name.

“Is level that important in your eyes?”

"I just advanced to level 6 and couldn't wait to jump out, hoping to tell everyone in the extraordinary world this news. Do you pay more attention to your own exploration, or just hope to win others' praise and applause?"

This old man... Sigmun, who was on the side, grinned his teeth. After the promotion, he carefully disguised himself for several months. The opportunity he had been waiting for was finally caught by Newcomer.

Poor Scott, what's wrong with you? You have to raise your own level. Compared with this old guy, you are really too young.

Everyone looked at Nükmen.

The next moment, a wave of spiritual power that belongs to level 6 was released from Nükmen.

Stable, heavy.

Compared to what Scott once showed, the power released by Newcomer at this time is much heavier. Judging by the normal promotion speed, this is the spiritual power accumulated only after promotion for at least three years.

"Level 6, Mr. Newcomer is also level 6!"

At this time, the change in power on Nükmen brought shock to everyone, which was more than the total of the previous victory in the game and the stimulation brought by the mechanical steam power machine.

The seventh level is too rare, which makes the sixth level rune master almost the end point for everyone to pursue their goals throughout their lives.

And here, they witnessed the emergence of a new master.

No, no.

Judging from the degree of spiritual power, it will be more than three years since Nukemen was promoted to level 6.

"Oh my God! He has not made any statement. What a calm and peaceful heart this requires." Someone sighed.

"Yes, if it were me, I would definitely notify everyone as soon as possible." Hearing this, Scott felt his face blushing.

"This is the true master's style. You can endure loneliness and focus on exploration in your own field. Perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that Master Nükmen was able to design a steam powered machine with pure mechanical structure."

"What did Master Scott say just now? Focusing on machinery cannot be promoted?"

"Shh, just keep your voice down, don't be heard..."

Listening to the discussion around, the blood on Scott's face faded away. He opened his mouth wide and looked at Newcomer in a daze.

"When are you...level 6?"

"Is this important? My brain has more things to think about, and I won't remember such boring questions." Newcomer smiled.

"This old man is really a way to go before and behind..." Sigmun was powerless to complain. He still remembered that when he was promoted, Newcomer was so excited that he almost jumped up and down.

What a pretentious act.

"Are I qualified to discuss with you now?" asked Newcomer.

Scott's face kept changing. He even felt that every gaze he looked around was full of ridicule and contempt for him. After all, a 6th-level embarrassment was unusual.

"I'm tired." After finding a reason, Scott didn't want to stay here for a long time, so he turned around and strode away.

A light voice from Newcomer came from behind, "Master Scott, I heard that after you go back this time, you are planning to apply for a permanent seat. What a coincidence, I have this plan too."

Scott staggered down and almost tripped on the deck.

With stronger strength, epoch-making design, and shine at the exchange meeting, the only advantage he has is age, but this little advantage is simply not enough to smooth out the gap between the two sides.

The future is already predictable, and there is no hope for that position.

At this moment, Scott realized what a failure means.

"Calm down, Scott!" Barry encouraged with a complicated look on his face.

"Although you lose, Newcomer may not win." Barry's eyes flashed with an inexplicable luster, "I have a way to make Newcomer suffer a big loss!"

On the other hand, after Scott left, Newcomer instantly received praise and applause from everyone.

The sunset fell into the sea, and the lively night had just begun.
Chapter completed!