The first performance was held, and everyone was very enthusiastic.
The farmers headed home excitedly, telling the villagers all about what they saw tonight at that "wonderful place."
The male and female servants and the guards were also chattering away.
And Lin Ke, naturally, returned to Azaenn Castle with John, who wore a face full of longing.
Knicks spent the afternoon and evening studying and exploring the [doctor] system Lin Ke mentioned and didn’t come to watch the performance.
Antova, Fulon, and Butler Billy were busy with their own affairs in the castle, either busy enjoying themselves, missing someone, or managing household affairs.
And at this moment, in the study.
"Teacher, what did you think of today’s performance?"
Lin Ke asked with a smile as he sat in the chair by the desk.
"Very interesting... I think those nobles would willingly pay a silver coin... no, a gold coin to watch."
Ove was sitting next to him, still savoring the experience: "That maid’s singing touched my heart... better than those Minstrels’ lousy poems. Over the centuries, it’s the second voice that’s moved my heart..."
A voice that moves the heart?
Lin Ke immediately leaned closer, full of curiosity: "Was it the teacher’s wife?"
So it turns out my teacher isn’t that socially awkward after all!
After all, Ove’s previous social awkwardness wasn’t the kind of homebody type who hated useless social interaction; it was more like a medical social phobia.
But now I’m hearing of a teacher’s wife? Could it be that they broke up, hence the social phobia?
Hearing Lin Ke’s probing, Ove had a reminiscent look on his face and said softly:
"The last time I heard a captivating voice like that was when I encountered a level fifteen Eagle-faced Person on the Haiding plane. He was a powerful tribal leader, and his penetrating voice nearly burst my heart..."
Such a heart-moving voice... Lin Ke was silent.
Never mind, chatting with this centuries-old socially awkward single straight guy is pointless.
"Teacher, right now this stage is just a stage, but I plan to later use it to host all kinds of advertisements, product launches, and even as a recording site."
To avoid discussing non-existent issues, Lin Ke slowly shared his vision.
Advertisements aren’t important, just a little bit of money.
What’s important are the product launches; after all, the products he invents in the future need users. The more who use them, the more money he might earn, and he could also receive more feedback.
As for the recording site, that’s purely because something like the Memory Stone exists; otherwise, Lin Ke wouldn’t have thought of making TV series and movies now.
However, this string of terms in Lin Ke’s speech completely bewildered Ove, leaving him unable to react: "Hmm... can you say that again? I mean, I might not have understood the specific meaning of some terms."
For Ove, his life consists mostly of research and study.
"Hmm, these are terms I invented... How about this, teacher, just watch later."
Lin Ke didn’t explain much since explaining a lot of things would take three whole days and nights.
For example, the saying "money can turn ghosts," cultural export and cultural invasion, value proposition, the entertainment system’s money-making power, and so on.
It might even involve some knowledge of sociology, economics, and finance.
Saying too much wouldn’t be good since Lin Ke’s reasoning for all this can be brushed aside with the excuse of "precociousness."
But knowing knowledge beyond what "precocity" can explain clearly wouldn’t be acceptable.
"Hmm... You also need to remember to meditate. With your talent, you should reach Level 1 soon, and by then your bloodline will be self-sufficient, and you can use magic."
Ove, as a teacher, advised Lin Ke with a couple of sentences.
Lin Ke naturally nodded in agreement.
Currently, his "Knowledge" bloodline can only grow through feeding and doesn’t even have the energy for Level 1 magic.
Level 1 magic, generally requires a Level 2 Mage to cast,
and at Level 1, it’s usually things like Dust-raising Magic, which aren’t considered true magic.
"I’m going to meditate, see you tomorrow."
The many days spent together made Ove believe in Lin Ke’s self-discipline, so he suddenly disappeared in a flash of purple lightning.
"See you tomorrow, teacher." Lin Ke stood and bowed, then also walked out.
Back in his bedroom, Butler Billy, Knicks, and John were all waiting for him.
"Young master, the bathwater is ready, with added Gula bull’s milk and sleep-inducing lucky flowers."
Billy bowed, his demeanor warm and courteous.
"Hmm, I’ll go later."
Lin Ke turned to Knicks: "So Knicks, how much did you gather? Did you write it all down in the common language?"
This afternoon through the evening, Lin Ke asked Knicks to gather everyone’s knowledge of herbs in the castle.
Like what herb to eat for a headache, what to apply when bleeding, what to eat for a cold, etc.
This was Lin Ke’s guess of one of the traits of a [doctor] — "medication use."
Another trait is "diagnosing."
These two simple traits have complex and profound meanings.
Firstly, "diagnosing" requires Knicks to judge the cause and area of a patient’s illness from their description, which requires experience and knowledge accumulation.
Then, to treat the disease by prescribing medicine according to one or multiple illnesses the patient might have.
These simple "diagnosing" and "medication use" tasks were enough to keep Knicks busy.
If these two traits couldn’t be merged into one profession, Lin Ke would also consider traits like "surgery," "hemostasis," and "disinfection."
In any case, Lin Ke’s current task for Knicks is to truly understand how to be a [doctor], not just a [Witch Doctor] who can only stimulate life force.
This is Knicks’ most important task, for every profession Lin Ke creates will become another loyal and never-betraying right-hand.
However... Knicks’ performance made Lin Ke frown.
"Mr. Lin Ke... I asked many people, but only recorded the usage of three herbs..."
Having said this, seeing Lin Ke frown, Knicks felt panicked and guilty, and tears started flowing.
Lin Ke took a look and saw three lines written.
Flying Heaven Grass, chewed and applied, can stop bleeding.
Small yellow flower, eaten raw, can treat diarrhea.
Black tree bark, boiled in water, can treat bruises.
The meaning of the three lines was approximately this.
Lin Ke fell into contemplation.
On the other side, Knicks looked remorseful, with tears streaming down his face.
John felt some sympathy for him but said nothing.
Butler Billy kept smiling, his attention entirely on Lin Ke, as if everyone else was just someone else in his eyes.
After a moment of contemplation, Lin Ke suddenly looked up at Knicks, his tone full of apology: "The method was wrong."
Knicks, upon hearing this, cried even more, though without a sound, which seemed to be an instant flow effect from his tear glands, which had "great potential" just like his bloodline talent.
John was stunned hearing Lin Ke’s words; the young master was actually wrong? How could it be? Since following the young master, he’d never been wrong.
Butler Billy replied instantly:
"Wise and intelligent young master, your decisions have always been as brilliant as the stars, if there’s a mistake now, then it must be something we did wrong that caused it." Saying this, Billy bowed.
John next to him looked at Billy with admiration.
Flattering... ahem, as a butler, he still had much to learn from Butler Billy!
However, Lin Ke shook his head at Billy’s words: "I’m not a god; I can also make mistakes. Being infallible and omnipotent is unscientific... In fact, even legends making mistakes is normal, let alone deities."
With these words, the appreciation in Billy’s eyes grew stronger, John looked on admiringly, and Knicks was even more moved.
PS: The first day of the New Year, asking for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!!