Ushering In The Internet Era In The Magical World

Royal University of Smedley, Royal Capital of Infel.

The well-dressed professor of the history department, Hoppert, was standing on the podium, explaining the history of the Infel Empire with impassioned speeches.

In the empty classroom, dozens of students were drowsy.

Many people seem to be sitting in their seats and listening to the class seriously, but looking at those dazed eyes, they know that their minds have already wandered away.

No, maybe already secretly browsing the Internet.

Professor Hopper looked at this scene, feeling more and more helpless.

The Internet is such a thing that people love and hate!

I love its information dissemination, and I can see the latest news every day without spending money to subscribe to the newspaper, and I can see new things almost every time I board it.

Especially after the recent revision of Infel Mansion newspaper, its attractiveness has greatly increased.

Not only is the page more beautiful, but it also has several sections, such as: News, Videos, Current Affairs, Agito Thought, Technology, Sharp Review, Think Tank, Government Affairs...etc.

The content is also more and more abundant.

No matter who you are, you can always find a section you like here.

Professor Hoppert keenly found that most workers prefer to watch videos. They always turn on the virtual screen while they are off work, watching the frontline war scenes, shouting excitedly, and even affecting traffic.

Hoppert guessed that this should have something to do with literacy.

Professors like Smedley University prefer to pay attention to A Jide's thoughts, government affairs, sharp reviews, think tanks and other sectors.

This involves the nascent Infield governance direction and core program, which is unspeakably attractive to intellectuals.

In particular, the opening of the sharp comment section, where everyone can speak freely, has attracted heated discussions among university professors.

Some wonderful speeches will also be recommended to Agito's thought section, which makes people feel a sense of honor to be published in the imperial newspapers.

Even worse than that.

At least the Internet is aimed at the entire British citizens, and everyone can see that this influence is simply too great.

Of course, the Internet has many advantages and disadvantages.

For example, one of them is that students are more prone to desertion in class.

However, there is no way, who made the history department a minority?

Students who have graduated from this subject have almost no other way out except to become teachers! Occasionally, it is very good to make an appointment with a newspaper and earn some extra money.

"Ding ding ding..."

The sound of the mechanical bell after class revived the drowsy classroom history instantly.

Countless students were shocked and raised their heads.

Hoppert smiled helplessly: "Class is over!"

"Goodbye, Professor Hoppert!"

"Did you see? Our tank troops have won another city, and now we have advanced to the Peg Plain. Two hundred miles ahead, we will be the capital of Falay!"

"See, it's lightning fast!"

"Long live Infel!"

The classroom boiled up.

Several boys shouted excitedly and didn't care that the professor was still in the classroom.

In fact, such scenes are almost everywhere in the streets and alleys of Infell, not to mention Smedley Royal University.

You know, as Mr. Ajid commanded the boat-01 formation to take down the Oston defense line and began to advance towards the Farai Dynasty, Infel almost fell into a state of frenzy collectively.

The self-esteem and self-confidence of countless citizens have been unprecedentedly boosted!

This series of military victories not only shocked the remnants of the Infel royal family, but also united the hearts of Infel.

For the public, this is what Infair should look like!

In contrast to the two, the original Infel Empire fell directly into the dust, and its prestige suffered a fatal blow.

It can be described as a great loss of public opinion.

Many people even had some resentment, why didn't Mr. A Jide come out earlier?

Otherwise, where is the Farai dynasty?

"Squeak—"

The classroom door was suddenly pushed open.

The classroom was still boiling, but it suddenly became quiet.

I saw two men in black overalls with badges pinned to their collars and a white nameplate on their chests appearing at the door.

It seems that it is the standard attire of a freshman Infield worker and national officer.

Why did the higher-ups send people here?

Could it be... there are remnants of the royal family among them?

You know, recently the top is arresting the remnants of the royal family everywhere. The figures of these people almost symbolize the appearance of the remnants of the royal family.

"Excuse me, are you Professor Hopott?" the visitor asked Hopott.

The students in the classroom looked at each other when they heard the words, and looked at Professor Hopott with a dazed and astonished expression. They thought to themselves, could the seemingly insignificant Professor Hopott have a royal background?

"I am! What can I do for you?" Hopper asked calmly, his back was almost wet with cold sweat, and he was thinking crazily, did he commit a crime recently?

Because an article was published in the imperial press?

Or have some problem views been published on the Internet recently?

Or was the circle of aristocratic wives into which his wife belonged implicated him?

Under the mentality of being suspicious of neighbors and robbers, Hoppert's heart immediately twitched, deeply afraid that he had made a mistake.

"Mr. A Jide heard that Mr. Hoppert is a master of history. He wants to consult Mr. Hoppert with some questions, so he wants to invite Mr. Hoppert to discuss it."

The visitor seemed very polite.

As soon as this remark came out, let alone Hoppert, even the students in the classroom were stunned!

Oh my God!

Mr. Akito invited?

God!

You know, Mr. A Jide is the de facto head and spiritual leader of the British Federation of Industry and Commerce.

He also has another honorific title, that is - the God of the Internet!

These two identities, no matter which one they are, are existences that they dare not imagine.

How is it not shocking that such a top figure invited Professor Hoppert?

"This, this... ok, ok, is it now? or when?"

Hoppert was also stunned, and was a little incoherent with excitement.

"Now, if Mr. Hoppert is not busy!"

"Okay!"

Hoppert nodded hastily, walked away, stepped out of both sides before realizing it, and turned back to pick up the hat on the table and the gilt silver civilized stick leaning on the podium.

When he was about to leave the classroom, he hurriedly asked another student to help inform the school and arrange his courses.

After leaving the classroom, there are students and teachers everywhere in the teaching building where the get out of class has ended.

Everyone looked at the two Infel officers sandwiching Professor Hoppert, all of them were full of surprise and uncertainty, and they dared not go forward to ask.

Until Professor Hoppert's students spread the news of Mr. A Jide's invitation.

Smedley Royal University was able to solve the confusion, but then fell into a greater surprise.

How can He De, a professor of history who can be called a royal genealogy compiler, win the favor of Mr. A Jide?

While Smedley Royal University was in the heat of the moment, Hoppert also rode in a custom-made steam car.

The car is quiet and well sealed.

Hoppert sat in the back seat a little cautiously. He watched the crowd rushing outside the car window, and his mind was in a mess.

I kept imitating the scene when I saw Mr. A Jide in my heart, and what should I say?

What did Mr. A Jide invite him for?

While thinking wildly, the car came outside the city and drove into a huge manor.

Hoppert knew this manor—it was originally the holiday home of the Infel royal family, and now it has apparently become the residence of Mr. A Jide.

The car drove through the garden and finally stopped in front of a five-story building complex called "Palace".

After the guard opened the door, Hoppert got out of the car a little flattered, and stepped into the palace under the leadership of the waiter.

Through the spiral staircase, you come to the door of a study on the third floor.

"Boom!"

"Mr. Agito, here comes Mr. Hoppert, Professor of History at Smedley Royal University."

The word "royal" mentioned by the waiter made Hoppert tremble slightly.

Before he could think about it, there was a greeting from the room.

"Come in!"

Hearing the sound, the waiter took the initiative to open the door and respectfully invited Hopper to enter.

Hoppert took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and stepped into it.