——Today's fourth watch broke out, the third watch at nine o'clock in the evening, and the fourth watch at half past eleven.
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For others, there is no difference between this issue and the next issue, as long as it can be published in the influential journal "Ordinary Arcanist Monthly", but Lucian rushed to submit the paper on the periodic table at the beginning of the month, just to have enough time to submit it around, so that it can be seen by most arcanists in the new issue.
So Lucian took a slight breath and tried to find an opportunity to say: "Mr. Woods, can you include it in this issue of "Ordinary Arcanist Monthly"? Even if it's in the back?"
"No, Evans. We have already sent out the inclusion notice to other arcanists." Woods smiled but firmly refused, his favor for Lucian and a little importance for his future were not enough to make him pay a slightly larger price, after all, Lucian was still a first-class arcanist, and he had not really shown the arcane and magical abilities that people were amazed and valued.
Lucian straightened his back and kept smiling: "Mr. Woods, skimming over the atomic weight data that I have not been able to calibrate with experiments, you will find that the atomic weights of the latter elements are as wrong as I judged from the periodic nature, and I used two or three methods to complete the latest determination, and my experimental data is attached to the paper."
Woods stretched out his right hand, turned the paper on the table to the last few pages and looked at it, then shook his head: "Evans, this doesn't mean anything, even if you really determine it correctly, it can only show that your paper is closer to the truth, not equal to the truth.
In fact, he still didn't think there was anything worth paying attention to.
"Perhaps for some reason we don't know yet, it's difficult for these elements to determine their true data using existing methods. Why must I be wrong, not for other reasons?" Although Lucian really wanted to propose the concept of isotopes, he finally held back and could only vaguely point to it.
Isotopes are elements with the same number of protons and different numbers of neutrons, and they are similar in nature and can be confused if you are not careful. Lucian didn't dare to rashly "guess" at the Magic Council, which was still in the atomic stage of elemental cognition, which might be more dangerous than being monitored by the Pale Hand.
Woods smiled silently: "Evans, you are a first-level arcanist, and in recent years, the lowest atomic weight of these atomic weights has been retested in different ways is also a fifth-level arcanist."
He didn't finish speaking, but the meaning is self-evident, normal people will choose to believe who they know very well. This is not an unknown reason that can bluff people.
"Mr. Woods, I have given up the inclusion of the next issue of the Ordinary Arcanist Monthly, and I insist that my thesis is correct." Lucian quietly looked at the paper on the desk, and after a moment stood up and bowed, with a black top hat over his left chest to express his gratitude to Woods for his kindness.
Woods was not angry, he had seen too many young people who were so stubborn and refused to admit defeat, and then stood up and said, "Evans, if you can't find the journal in the end, I have always opened the door to you here."
Since things have been done, he will not give up halfway.
Lucian put on his hat, picked up the paper, and thanked him again: "Thank you, Mr. Woods, for letting me be stubborn for the last few days. Even if I hit my head and bleed, I was willing to bear it."
At present, Lucian still has one way to go, that is, to take the risk of taking the Holm Crown Ring to the Holm Royal Magic Academy and the Elemental Will to seek help, anyway, he has been suspected by the Pale Hand of his relationship with the professor! Of course, this may allow for a qualitative change in danger.
Lucian, who has grown slightly taller, is even more upright, with a black top hat, a long trench coat and a resolute expression on his face, which left a deep impression on Woods, he is really a determined young man!
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More than ten days ago.
On the fourteenth floor of the Alinge Magic Tower, an exclusive lounge of the Affairs Committee.
Rogerio looked at the paper in his hand, couldn't help but smile and shook his head: "Young people are really full of the spirit of challenging authority, crazy, bold and fearless."
No matter how confident he was, no matter how much he believed in the undead Adole's ability to hide and track, he didn't dare to let it follow Lucian in the Magic Tower of the Council Headquarters, so it was not clear what Lucian did specifically in the Magician Management Department.
After a little look, Rogerio couldn't stand it anymore, because he was one of the measurers of the Temiric element, and he used different methods to measure it, coupled with the evidence of the measurement data of several high-level arcanists who were also authoritative, he never suspected that he would be wrong.
Putting down the paper, Rogerio knocked on the table, thinking about how to make Lucian himself appear in front of the middle magicians of the elemental will, so as to promote things and allow himself to observe the changes.
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Before going to the "Alinge Branch of the Royal Bank of Holm - the highest bank in the world" mentioned by Natasha, Lucian returned to the Douglas School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, because once he took out the Holm Crown Ring, he would have no way out, and he would probably not be able to return in a short time, so he needed to explain it to Principal Donald, K and other friends and apprentices in advance.
"Lucian, has your paper been included in the journal?" As soon as he returned to school, Lucian hadn't had time to speak when Roque, Jerome, and K came over together after lunch.
After receiving the rejection letters from the journals "Elemental" and "Alchemy", they already knew that Lucian was submitting the paper, and asked Lucian what kind of research content they were inquiring about.
Lucian smiled calmly and shook his head: "It was rejected by "Ordinary Arcanist Monthly", and the few companies that initially wanted to submit it rejected."
"Even the "Ordinary Arcanist Monthly" refused? Do you want Lucian, you to vote for "Arcane Exploration" and "Magic Research Monthly"!" Roque didn't expect them to solemnly invite Lucian to go, but they refused!
Jerome motioned for Roque not to say anything more, and then comforted Lucian with a few words.
Just when Lucian was about to find a reason to explain what happened for a period of time, K, who had been silent, suddenly said: "Evans, I met Igner, an arcanist who reviewed the "Elemental" journal with Mr. Larry some time ago. He is kinder, so why don't I take you to Rentat and invite him out for dinner."
In the final analysis, it still depends on the quality of Lucian's paper, and what he can help him is to eliminate the discrimination of the review arcanist against him as a low-level arcanist through personal connections, and be able to review again seriously and without prejudice.
Lucian glanced at K in slight surprise, misunderstanding that an honest and honest person like him also knew how to go through the back door, and then took a deep breath: "Thank you, K, let's go to Rentat later."
If you have the opportunity, try to seize it!
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After lunch, Woods took a nap and then walked into the magic tower's laboratory refreshed, and the next two hours were his regular magic experiment time, without delays due to reviewing papers and practicing magic.
Woods opened the alchemy circle and prepared to continue yesterday's magic experiment, for some reason, Lucian's stubborn, firm, and unshakable figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and then the ghost messenger picked up a bottle of purified elements and began to measure them.
"Since he insisted so much, there may be no errors in the experimental data attached to it. Correcting the atomic weight of the element is also something that earns a lot of points, so why not try it?"
According to the regulations of the Magic Council, the basic data of elemental atomic weight, the first magician to determine or correct it, and the next five magicians to confirm with experiments, will share the quotation points according to the ratio of 3:2:2:1:1:1, and will be given after crossing the integer, but only within one year.
But this is rich enough, and it is difficult not to contribute arcane points to any paper involving this element.
As an experienced mid-level magician, Woods didn't spend much time determining the atomic weight of this element:
"Consistent with Evans' data, there was a slight error in the previous atomic weight."
After using two more methods, Woods confirmed that the corrected atomic weight was correct, and that the original method should have been problematic before, and that the latest method of determination from several other angles circumvented this premise.
With this experiment as a foreshadowing, Woods continued to measure other elements.
As time progressed, the surprise on Woods' face gradually became unhidden, if only one atomic weight was correct, it was just Lucian's luck, but each atomic weight was corrected correctly and perfectly matched the arrangement in the periodic table, so people had to re-examine the value of Lucian's paper.
"Perhaps for some reason we don't know yet, it's difficult for these elements to determine their true data using existing methods. Why must I be wrong, not for other reasons?"
Lucian's slightly stubborn and hard-mouthed words came to Woods' mind, and he paced back and forth in place: "If only a new element of Lucian's prophecy was discovered. Even if it is not the ones he predicted, as long as it can fill in the spaces in the periodic table, it is very telling."
Then he stopped abruptly, hurriedly walked out of the laboratory and returned to the study, picked up a quill pen, and wrote on a blank piece of paper:
"Dear Mr. Lucian Evans, we consider your paper to be very valuable for discussion and would like to ask you to publish it in our journal......"
As he wrote, he directly crumpled the white paper into a ball, threw it into the wastebasket, then picked up the long black dress and top hat of the same color hanging on the coat rack, put them on as he walked, and hurried to the bottom of the magic tower.
"Go to Douglas School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Woods succinctly ordered a coachman hired by the Common Arcanist Monthly.
Flights are prohibited in the city of Alinge.
(End of this chapter)