"Maybe it...you all here?"

When Julian said this, almost everyone couldn't sit still, and even the good-tempered deputy tower master Hilllujah couldn't help but look angry on his face.

For a moment, almost everyone present was talking.

"Julian, what do you mean?"

"Master, what are you thinking?"

"Don't think that you can dominate the resources of the Astrological Tower just by being the tower master!"

"You need to explain these behaviors for you! All!"

"Julian, you are responsible for your words!"

Some people are questioning and some are accusing them. The irritable Lecanius simply slapped the table and scolded him angrily.

Countless sounds stirred together, stirring back and forth in this small space, entangled back and forth, and back and forth.

As high-ranking and powerful people, they naturally value some identity and retain their own face.

Although the scene was lively, it was not as good as taking action directly.

But when they spoke at the same time, even the smallest sound would be infinitely amplified in front of more than a dozen servings. At first glance, it sounded like a noisy vegetable market.

It’s also a blessing that this is a tower that idle people are not allowed to enter. If those apprentices know the mentors on weekdays, the tower masters will have to lose face.

For those of them with status, even if they are just angry, it is a rude thing.

Faced with the criticism and doubts of the people, Julian just stood quietly without refuting, but just looked at everyone and looked at them one by one.

It was strange that it was obvious that it was just looking at each other and did not use any ability, but the person who looked at him quickly calmed down. Even the Asian Dragonborn Lekanishu, who had the most irritating temper, finally muttered and sat back in his seat.

"Explanation, Julian." Virgil spoke again unwilling to give up.

Just now, he clearly wanted to look at Julian hard, but facing Julian's eyes with starlight, for some reason, he felt a little guilty.

Under the gaze of those calm eyes, he had experienced many strong winds and waves, and he actually showed signs of shame vaguely.

"I think, I'm afraid that everyone here is not all for the strange phenomenon yesterday, right?"

"We need explanations, Julian, the explanations since you became the Lord of the Star Tower." Lecanius said the bad mainland lingo.

"I know, some people will be curious, wondering why I can become the tower master of the Tower of Stars. This curiosity, doubt and disdain have made you lose your calmness, just as you are looking at my apprentice, Sartre, with the same eyes."

He deliberately took out the word "same" alone.

"Indeed," he nodded, and explained with a smile: "After all, I am just a superman who has just become a golden rank shortly after, and there are not even a few apprentices under my name, even today, my students are only a handful of them."

"I am not like Master Lecanisiu, who can cultivate a steady stream of apprentices, nor can I have extremely thorough research on astrology like Lord Hillluya, nor can I be able to freely travel through the spiritual world like Lord Virginus..."

His gaze was unconsciously shifting to Lord Virta.

"But I have a result, maybe you haven't noticed it, or rather, they don't intend to pay attention..." He took out a thick parchment from his gray robe.

The title of the book is "Some Thoughts and Suggestions on the Process of Generalized Rituals and Reduced Rituals", author: Julian.

There was a low voice in the small room.

Because he was young, he wrote very few academic classics. The most perfect one is the book in his hand.

As the academic works of the Lord of the Star Tower, no matter how disdained you, you will read them one by one, know the general content of the whole book, and understand Julian's general ideas.

In fact, this academic classic with the thickness of a common dictionary throughout the article talks about a core concept: how to save the release time of the ceremony while ensuring the effect of the ceremony remains unchanged, or ensure that the ceremony ultimately takes effect instead of changing or losing control as quickly as possible.

Speaking of which, it is very simple, solid, and quite basic.

But the question is, what is the significance of this kind of research for the Tower of Stars?

If it were in the age of ancient times, in that era of squandering food, in that era of sharing spices and patching together, such ideas and academic achievements might have had an effect.

But what era is it now?

Is their Tower of Star really short of spices?

With the supply of the two kingdoms, Lenofica Kingdom and Agrant Kingdom, their spice resources have long been abundant beyond the imagination of their ancestors.

They were even able to build a giant spice cultivation room and storage room with a depth of ten kilometers and divided into dozens of layers under the underground of the Tower of Stars, for the storage and breeding of rare spices.

Tower Master, times have changed!

Looking at everyone's puzzled eyes, Julian couldn't help but sigh.

He couldn't help but think of the young student who was a bronze rank solemnly took the draft he wrote, and spent two days and nights to read it. He knocked on his door with bloodshot eyes, and handed his sloppy study experience with both hands.

Julian still remembers that in that uneasy look, there was a kind of confidence hidden.

It is a kind of conceit that is vented in the mud of extreme humility and even inferiority, paranoid and almost deformed.

The sloppy learning experience was not changed, it was done in one go, and there was no hesitation.

The direction is correct, the idea is novel, and the theory is feasible.

His student not only thoroughly learned the information in the manuscript, but also took it a step further on the original basis and proposed the "spice gloves" that he had never thought about!

He is indeed his student.

Because even Sorsand, the most outstanding prophet of the Silver rank, could not understand the true meaning of his manuscript.

In a sense, it was not that he was biased, but that he did have only such a direct student.

His only personal teaching is also the only successor who inherits and even carries forward his academic achievements.

Since there is only this direct student, of course it is not considered biased, right?

"What do you mean, Julian," Virgil asked again, "We have read your book, but so what?"

"So, everyone here..."
Chapter completed!