"These types of paper are all quite good. Teacher, what’s your opinion?"
Lin Ke finished thinking and was ready to hear Ove’s opinion.
"Hmm... I’m not thinking about the paper itself, but rather paper that can carry magic and skills... It used to be made from Magical Beast skins. If we could cultivate some plants containing magic power..."
Ove’s eyes glinted with wisdom.
Lin Ke’s eyes also lit up at Ove’s words.
Sometimes he forgets this is a world filled with professionals.
"As for these studies... I think maybe you don’t need my guidance."
Ove couldn’t resist patting Lin Ke’s little head.
This was the first time he’d done such a thing; patting someone’s head, before he would run away when he saw people.
However, after patting Lin Ke’s head, the soft brown hair felt quite nice.
So he ruffled it again, then looked at Lin Ke’s little face and couldn’t help pinching it.
No wonder that girl Fulon pinches it every day.
Lin Ke was helpless. It seemed that besides Fulon, another face-pinching fanatic had appeared.
"We’ve now officially concluded our research on plant fiber paper, Little Lin Ke. Close your eyes and feel the feedback from the research results."
Ove seemed to sense something and immediately closed his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Lin Ke also closed his eyes.
In his senses, he suddenly felt a floating sensation sweep through his body, even more pleasant than the feeling after enlightenment.
This was the feedback from creating plant fiber paper! A gift from the world!
After a while, that wonderful feeling faded, and Lin Ke opened his eyes, smacking his lips.
With a slight sense, Lin Ke knew he could smoothly advance to level eight [Scholar] without worrying about any bottlenecks.
He didn’t know the scientific principles behind this feedback, which could give a physiological response directly.
And it seemed Lin Ke could also reject this feedback and choose to accept it in the future, saving it for later use.
Over there, Ove had already opened his eyes. Although the invention of paper was of great significance, the simple research process and result meant this feedback couldn’t help him make a breakthrough.
It seemed Ove was saving this feedback for breaking through to legendary status in the future.
Feedback, comes from traits.
This feedback on papermaking came from Lin Ke’s research, corresponding to the "Research" trait of a [Scholar].
Feedback from the "Learning" trait, generally speaking, is very little.
For example, when Lin Ke studied Naseng history or geography, there were some small feedbacks.
As he reached higher levels, the feedback from the learning trait would be far less compared to the research feedback.
Feedback on research is divided into two types. One is when something that hasn’t appeared in the world is researched, like inventing writing when there was none in the world.
The second is when something has appeared in the world, but the researcher didn’t know about it.
For instance, writing has already been invented but hasn’t spread, and then someone else invents it and receives feedback.
However, the second type of feedback is far less compared to the first.
Moreover, if the researcher already knows this thing has been researched and still goes to research it.
The feedback is attributed to the "Learning" trait, rather than the "Research" trait.
"Hmm... By the way, should we go and see your performance?" Ove suddenly thought of the performance he was interested in.
Just as Lin Ke was highly focused all afternoon, although he had a few seconds of comfort from the research feedback, now he still wanted to relax.
There was still a bit of time before dinner, just enough to check on the Azanen Theater Troupe.
The Azanen Theater Troupe was a troupe organized by Lin Ke, divided into four groups.
The first group is the male drama series group, currently specializing in the play "Coiled Snake Ring."
The second group is the short play group, mainly consisting of short and meaningful stories, such as "One Thousand and One Nights," "Andersen’s Fairy Tales," and "Grimm’s Fairy Tales."
The third group is the singing group, as the name suggests, mainly focused on singing. However, currently, only three people are left, one male and two females.
Next is the choir group, all singing "The Glory of Azanen" who are guards.
According to the aesthetics and entertainment value of this world, the troupe’s performance the day before was quite decent.
Although Lin Ke didn’t feel anything while watching it, it didn’t stop others from enjoying it.
Ove and he arrived at the small grove, and then Ove went back. He could accept Lin Ke, but that doesn’t mean he could accept others.
Social anxiety people hate meaningless social interactions .
"John! How’s the memorization going?"
Lin Ke called out to John, who was reciting lines there.
John was so absorbed in memorizing lines that he didn’t even notice Lin Ke and Ove coming.
Hearing Lin Ke call out, John came to his senses.
"Young master! You’re here!" John ran over excitedly, then suddenly blushed.
Lin Ke was amused: "What’s wrong? My future Chief Steward."
John, a bit embarrassed, said, "Young master, can I try performing without a script today? And without using magic?"
John may look thin and small, around six to seven years old, but his hosting skills are surprisingly good.
There’s no other choice; there are only three people with a hosting aura—one is Fulon, another is Butler Billy, and the last is John.
The others just don’t have that aura.
And Fulon and Butler Billy are either unsuitable or too busy.
So John is the only choice.
"Do you enjoy hosting?"
Lin Ke chuckled, but his eyes were serious.
John nodded vigorously, then shook his head again. "No, I still prefer to be your personal servant."
Lin Ke was both amused and exasperated: "How many times have I told you not to say such things hahaha." But he knew that this wouldn’t change.
"I am your servant, your most loyal servant, and then everything else." John bowed deeply.
Lin Ke, touched, patted John’s shoulder: "Alright, John, let’s see how you perform tonight. Without courage magic, don’t let me down!"
John, a bit excited, replied, "Yes! Definitely!"
He suddenly remembered the feeling from when he had previously hosted, becoming the focus of more than two hundred people and stirring everyone’s emotions through the art of language.
He really enjoyed that feeling!
"You focus on memorizing the script; I’ll check on the others."
Lin Ke waved his hand, then entered the small grove.
If it were in his previous life, without some oversight, they would likely be playing on their phones there.
But it’s different in this life. The life and death power over servants, even the life and death power over territory residents and slaves, lies in the hands of the lord.
These servants are already very happy to have a few hours a day without doing labor and instead performing and singing here.
They naturally practice diligently.
After all, their young master had said that if they performed well in the future, they might not need to do manual labor and could perform all the time.
However, if any of them did not perform well, Lin Ke would remove them from the troupe to return to their original work.
This incentive set the Azanen Theater Troupe’s group members to compete fiercely.
Arriving at their place, Lin Ke was quite pleasantly surprised by their progress.
One troupe was tirelessly performing the second scene of "Coiled Snake Ring."
Moreover, as one actor performed, the others watched as Lin Ke taught them, and provided feedback on advantages and shortcomings to the actor, reflecting on themselves simultaneously.
This method has quickly improved the troupe’s performance skills in the past two days.
Meanwhile, another troupe was performing the story "The Fisherman and the Golden Fish."
In this tale, a fisherman caught a golden fish. The fish begged to be released and promised to fulfill the fisherman’s wishes, but all wishes were lost due to the fisherman’s greedy wife.
The story primarily conveys that one shouldn’t be endlessly greedy.
Watching the servants dressed in fisherman outfits and simple golden fish costumes, Lin Ke was very satisfied.
It had reached the level of junior high students from his previous life.
"But why haven’t I heard any singing?"
Lin Ke was a little curious, also thinking that the guards should have routine training without needing to sing.
After all, the choir’s "The Glory of Azanen" doesn’t require too much practice time, and Lin Ke hadn’t planned to teach other songs yet.
So... where are the one boy and two girls from the singing group?
As Lin Ke walked ahead curiously, a pleading voice suddenly came from up front:
"Please, let me go..."
ps: There’s an event in the book club, gifting titles and coins~
ps2: Thanks to all the friends for the rewards
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