Volume 2: The crown and the hat are all over the capital, and the spirit is full of energy and enter the foggy city Chapter 140 Masters Meeting
Chapter Subtitle: Mr. Einstein, How Could You...
When our Master Yuan got out of the car, he met several old acquaintances in front of the Rosewood Hotel.
"Emma, why are you here?"
Miss Pulitzer, who had a large antique camera hanging around her neck, was also slightly startled and said, "Neo, why are you here too? Oh..."
"I see." She clapped her hands and said, "You're here to see Mr. Einstein too, right?"
Yuan Yan suddenly revealed a surprised expression and said, "Mr. Einstein? He also lives in Rosewood? If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known..."
He turned around and greeted another acquaintance: "Mr. Sanders, you are here too?"
"Yes, Mr. Yuan. What a coincidence that you live here too?" The big reporter from the New York Times asked suspiciously.
Master Yuan said calmly, "I've lived here for a long time. Just ask Miss Pulitzer. I stayed here when I came to Washington last month. Are you here to interview Mr. Einstein, too?"
"Yes, Mr. Yuan..." Mr. Sanders nodded, but he was immediately interrupted by other reporters.
"Mr. Yuan, do you still remember me? I'm from the New York Herald..."
"Mr. Yuan, I'm from The Washington Post..."
"Mr. Yuan..."
"I am……"
Just like that, a group of reporters surrounded Yuan Yan and suddenly entered the revolving door and walked into the lobby.
"Mr. Yuan!" the lobby manager trotted over at a gallant pace. He greeted Yuan Yan loudly, winking at her and saying, "Mr. Yuan, your mission is accomplished!"
"WELL DONE!"
Our Master Yuan complimented him and took out his wallet...
Of course, there was no mistake in the envelope that Frank gave to the great magician. He deliberately gave it to Einstein.
That card is actually "Card: Mrs. Barton's Kindness”.
"Card: Mrs. Barton's Friendship" can provide a zero-level divine spell: Water Creation.
With this card, he can create 2 gallons of pure rainwater, which is drinkable. It is a great tool for home travel, pretending to be a big shot, and playing the role of a charlatan.
In fact, the cards provided by the Master Ball system are actually spellcasting props. In addition to being used directly, they can also be used to set up magic traps. As long as the conditions set by Yuan Yan are met, the magic in the activated state will be cast.
The condition he set this time was the parchment card. As long as someone turned over once and looked up again, they would be poured with a bucket of cold water on their head.
By the way, Einstein was very "lucky." Because Master Yuan's 10 points of perception were only enough to activate divine magic, and he was still a "commoner" who had not yet taken office, so a big subtraction had to be made when calculating the spell's effect.
So this water-making technique is a scaled-down version, not 2 gallons but only 2 liters, which is about the amount of pure water in a thermos.
A mere water-making technique is naturally nothing in the various worlds of DND, and a thermos of water is even less remarkable. However, it is completely different when a thermos of water appears out of thin air in this world without magic.
Unfortunately, Albert Einstein is probably the person on the blue planet who understands best how unscientific it is to create something out of nothing.
The fact that he was splashed with a thermos of water alone was enough to overturn all the physics theories ever devised by mankind... No, this cannot be explained by physics at all, and can only be understood in a "non-physics" way.
So when the Grand Mage heard the Grey Knight's name, he jumped up from the sofa and shouted, "Mr. Neo Yuan!"
Our Mr. Neo Yuan saw a very familiar historical figure rushing towards him in a very strange posture.
He was delighted and showed a surprised look on his face as he walked up to him and said, "Mr. Albert Einstein, what are you doing..."
“Bang!”
This is naturally the sound of the flashing spotlight.
Miss Emma Pulitzer is now considered an experienced photojournalist, and Her Excellency the High Priestess had a premonition upon seeing Lord Fool...
Of course, the most important thing is that when Master Yuan saw another master just now, he whispered in her ear: ARE YOU READY?
This time she was well prepared and sure enough she caught up and took a photo of great historical significance!
"Lot 251 and the final lot of Sotheby's 'Emma Pulitzer's Yuan Yanshu's Photographs' is the original, famous photograph from 'Master Meets Master.'"
"As you all know, this photo shows the first meeting between Albert Einstein and Yuan Yanshu . It was on Saturday morning, April 16, 1921, in the lobby of the Rosewood Hotel in Washington, D.C.."
"And we all know that Mr. Einstein was already a big fan of Mr. Yuan before they met."
"As you can see, Mr. Einstein was wearing pajamas. This was because he had been waiting for Mr. Yuan in the rosewood lobby for a whole night and was unwilling to even go back to his room to sleep."
"Please see how excited he was when he saw his idol. He even bent down and bowed to Mr. Yuan. And Mr. Yuan Yanshu supported Mr. Einstein in a very gentlemanly manner."
"Reserve price: $25,000."
Well, actually, Albert Einstein wasn't so excited as to bow to Yuan Yanshu, but he had just spent the night lying on the sofa, and the blood flow in his lower limbs was inevitably a little blocked. So he ran with a limp and almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, our Master Yuan helped him .
So the first thing the Grey Knight said upon seeing the Grand Magister was: "Mr. Einstein, why are you... lame?!"
He thought to himself, I am not Yuan Shanben... No, Yuan Benshan, how could I have fooled Feinstein?
The Grand Mage grasped the Grey Knight's hand tightly and said, "Mr. Yuan, please tell me exactly how you did this."
"Mr. Einstein, I don't understand what you are talking about. How did you do that?" Yuan Yanshu, who has outstanding acting skills, asked knowingly.
Einstein quickly raised the large envelope in his hand and said, "Mr. Yuan, this is it!"
"Oh, you're talking about this..." Master Yuan, who finally "reacted", changed his expression and became cold, and his attitude suddenly reversed 180 degrees.
He loosened his hands, took a step back, and said in a distant tone: "Mr. Einstein, I don't understand what you are asking. But this is a public place, and we are all public figures. It is better to maintain a public image."
The Grey Knight paused, stared into the eyes of the Grand Mage, and said in a more serious tone: "I think you should understand what I mean!"
Yuan Yan suddenly bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Einstein, please understand. I spent last night in the car and am very tired and hungry. So..."
"Ladies and gentlemen... I'm sorry to leave you first." He raised his hat again, nodded to the reporters around him, and left casually, walking straight into the elevator with his secretary and driver.
"Mr. Yuan..."
When Einstein was about to catch up, he was overwhelmed by the group of reporters around him.
"Mr. Einstein, may I ask how you got to know Mr. Yuan?"
"Mr. Einstein, may I ask how you asked Mr. Yuan how this was done? What was this about?"
"Mr. Einstein, are you living in Rosewood because of Mr. Yuan?"
"Mr. Einstein, please tell me..."
The Grand Mage also came to his senses at this time and understood what Master Yuan meant. How could what happened last night be discussed in such a public place?
He sighed inwardly. No wonder the other person had that attitude. It turned out I was really too impulsive. So now I have no choice but to say this...
"In fact, I got to know Mr. Yuan through his novels. I had the honor of reading several of his science fiction novels last night, and I was deeply impressed by his literary attainments and scientific literacy. He should be one of the most outstanding science fiction writers today... Well, I personally think that the word "one" can be removed!"
"Actually, when I asked Mr. Yuan how he did it, I was actually asking how he could write such a brilliant novel. His predictions about the direction of technological development were particularly inspiring. I think if he were a scientist, he would definitely be an exceptional scientist... well, maybe even better than me!"
"It was probably a coincidence that we both stayed at Rosewood. I'm lucky I stayed at this hotel, otherwise how could I have read such an outstanding work?"
Einstein was now an old hand at dealing with the media. After responding with a few words, he got rid of the group of reporters with the help of the hotel staff and entered another elevator.
However, the Grand Mage had not expected that his few casual remarks would elevate the Grey Knight's literary status from "a rising star in the Anglo-American literary world" to "a shining star of death in the Western literary world... well, a demon star"!
“Tap, tap, tap!”
Einstein was quite nervous at the moment, just like a primary school student going to see his class teacher, but he still plucked up the courage to knock on Yuan Yanshu's door.
The cute little brown-haired secretary opened the door and greeted him without any surprise, "Hello, Mr. Einstein. The boss said he needs to rest now and it's not convenient for him to meet you. Please go back first."
The Grand Mage tried to argue, "But, Madam. I have..."
"By the way, you have something of his!" Miss Moman stretched out her hand and said, "Please give it to me."
Einstein looked down at the large envelope in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then handed it to the female secretary reluctantly.
"Thank you, Mr. Einstein." The female secretary turned around and took out a sample book and said, "The boss said that if you don't mind, he has a new book that he wants to give you. Please give him some valuable suggestions."
"Dislike? How is that possible!" The Grand Mage waved his hands and said, "Besides, how can I be qualified to give Mr. Yuan advice?"
“Hehe…” Miss Moman chuckled and handed over the book, saying, “Mr. Einstein, this is for you.”
"Thank you." Einstein took the book and looked at the cover. "All Quiet on the Western Front..."
“Isn’t this science fiction?”
"Bang!"
"Hmm..." The somewhat disappointed Grand Mage asked the question at the same time that the female secretary had already closed the door.
He had no choice but to shake his head and go upstairs to his room with the freshly-published copy of All Quiet on the Western Front...
"Albert, where have you been? Elsa and I were just about to look for you."
"Oh my God, dear, why did you run out in your pajamas? And why do you look so bad? Didn't you sleep last night?"
"Albert, have you forgotten? You're going to give a speech at the American Academy of Sciences this afternoon!"
Seeing him enter the room, Mrs. Einstein and Mr. Weizmann both asked anxiously.
"I, I, I..." Even though the great mage was as wise as the ocean, he didn't know how to explain this to his wife and travel companions, so he had to change the subject and said, "I'd better go to bed first!"
But the reporters downstairs had all decided how to tell the story to their readers.
Mr. Sanders was truly a very professional reporter. He was the first to turn around and walk towards the phone next to the lobby. In just a few steps, he had already prepared this article.
"Switchboard, please put me through to The New York Times."
"Front desk, please transfer to the current affairs department."
"It's me. Please record it. The title is "The Master of Literature Conquers the Master of Science"..."
"By the way, don't forget that editor-in-chief Ching Karl Van Anda put this article on the front page of today's evening paper!"
Miss Emma Pulitzer was even more straightforward. She shoved the camera into her assistant's hand and quickly instructed, "Get on the train back to New York right now and try to get this photo on the front page of today's evening edition of Le Monde!"
"The title is 'German Physicist Bows Down to Chinese... No, American Writers.'"
Well, other journalists were thinking much the same way.
The key reason why they automatically praised Yuan Yanshu was because these American reporters felt that "NY from NY" was their "own people".
To be honest, it's normal for them to have such thoughts.
Our Master Yuan is quite similar to Americans at that time in every aspect except for his skin color. To be more precise, the Chinese in 2020 and the Americans in 1920 are very similar in many aspects, especially in the temperament of "it is difficult to describe, only rely on the heart to prove."
For example, they were all regarded as "rich country bumpkins", "vulgar upstarts" and "the worst travelers" in old Europe.
The Americans held the last crown for a full century, until the Serbs began to travel abroad on a large scale. Actually, when the Japanese and Koreans first started traveling abroad, their performance wasn't much better than that of the Serbs, it was just that their numbers were smaller and they didn't receive as much attention.
For example, they all have a certain inferiority complex regarding their own culture, but a certain pride in their economy. At the same time, they all have a mixture of admiration and contempt for the advanced powers, similar to the sentiment of "You're so awesome, you still have to ask me for money."
That’s right, a hundred years ago, the United States was the world’s biggest creditor, and a hundred years later, China became the United States’ biggest creditor.
As a time traveler who knows the course of history, Yuan Yanshu still has a little awe of America. After all, a hundred years later, the U.S. can still easily send out three aircraft carrier fleets to defeat the world police of the entire blue planet.
But he looked down on old Europe. In his opinion, Europe would be invaded by either the United States or the Soviet Union in the future. Who knows...
Ahem, anyway, this attitude is very obvious in his articles, words and deeds.
So any American who knows a little about him will feel that this guy speaks his mind, which makes them subconsciously ignore Master Yuan’s race.
Therefore, the Seres men who came from 2017 are about to become the pride of America in 1921!
