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Chapter 63 This kid is a devil!
The sun shines as usual. It is not as fierce and intense as summer, but has become much colder.

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

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

Luo Gesi had just finished patiently explaining a lot of knowledge and understanding of language, but there were no questions or answers as expected, and no one even heard them.

Some people stared at Luo Gesi for careful observation, with an inexplicable brilliance in their eyes; some people lowered their eyes in deep thought, frowning, as if they had encountered some kind of unsolvable problem; some people looked at Luo Gesi with hatred in their eyes. The resident gasped for air.

The breeze, with a bit of moist coolness, gently blew through the entire speech square.

Rogers couldn't help but tighten his robe a little, and yawned a little boredly. Seeing that there was no problem at the scene, he made a concluding speech:

“To sum up, I believe that the use of language is the basis for the thinking of intelligent beings, but the limits and inaccuracies of language are also obstacles that are difficult to eradicate.

"I agree with your criticism of language. We actually have nothing to oppose."

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

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

So when Rogers picked up a hoe and dug out the foundation of the entire edifice of spell elaboration, few people thought about getting into trouble with linguistics.

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

An old magician with gray and disheveled hair looked at Luo Gesi and asked questions without any emotion in his voice.

He originally came to refute Rogers for exaggerating the importance of language, but at this time 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 elaborating an idea and an inference.

"Your efforts to inherit the classics of your predecessors will certainly not be a travesty, but do you think what you are inheriting is really the original classic?
"As each word develops over time, the meaning it contains will eventually undergo irrepressible changes. Can the perception of time in the Golden Age really be the same as our current perception of time?

“Is the Guranduna spoken from our mouths really the original Guranduna?
"Grandpa, this is just an obvious fact. And your efforts are not useless in my eyes, but they may be slightly biased."

Luo Gesi responded sincerely, stroking his chest. He never felt that these people's efforts were useless.

Just like Newton's law of gravity and general relativity's prediction of Mercury's trajectory, although general relativity is more accurate, it does not mean that Newton is backward and poor. His theory continues to play a huge role in macroscopic daily life.

And without Newton's pioneering work, there would be no later classical physics and 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, labor pain is always inevitable. He understands what these people think and does not want to have any contempt for it.

Then someone else began to ask various questions, but most of these questions contained a kind of emotion, just like the old magician. They did not really point to the core of what Luo Gesi explained. Instead, they kept citing peripheral things. to strike.

None of them dared to truly face what Logos said, because it meant that there were inevitable huge flaws in the theory of spell elaboration, and there was also an end point that could never be reached.

This is completely unacceptable to them who have dedicated their lives to magic.

But because Rogels has experienced one more keyboard era than everyone present, he can slide the conceptual categories with ease, and a few casual words can make the visitor gradually turn off.

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

"Devil! This child must be a demon 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 certain middle-aged magician stood up suddenly and interrupted everyone's conversation with a sharp voice.

His forehead was covered with deep wrinkles, the muscles on his face were tense, and his eyes were filled with angry fire.

After hearing this, Luo Gesi shrugged and looked at the college professors standing on the side of the podium with an innocent expression.

However, except for Yalanna, who had already known that this would happen, everyone else looked either serious or thoughtful, and they were obviously greatly affected.

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

"Now, they should no longer want to discuss linguistics with me." Rogers chuckled and said to the professors beside him.

After realizing what exists between language and facts, analyzing language is the most intuitive way to deal with it. Although it is impossible to completely solve the problem, it is still not a solution.

In other words, it would be a good choice to simply abandon this direction and turn your energy to other magic subjects.

"Child, do you have any other ideas after this? For example, how to solve it?"

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

Rogers shook his head helplessly. He reached out and rubbed his dry eyes, saying that he just wanted to go back to bed early. In order to prepare for this speech, he didn't sleep well last night.

(End of this chapter)