Chapter 583 The Smartest Man

"This guy is not simple!"

In just one round of confrontation, the big prince Odulaho gave Zhao Fubo such an evaluation. However, he did not understand English and did not know what price he had paid.

He just looked at his sister, Afafu, and a cloud of clouds appeared on his face. Even if the veil was covered, her eyes were no longer like a young warrior. At least at this time, when she looked at Azam Tulansha Sultan, there was a little shyness in her eyes.

In the Arab Empire at this moment, a woman is not even the daughter of a caliph, and she cannot have any choices such as "free love". What's even more unfortunate is that no matter how outstanding a girl born in the imperial family, no matter how outstanding she is, her future is always closely related to her father's goal.

Seeing the elder brother's gaze, Princess Afafu turned her face and took a deep breath. Although she didn't like Zhao Fubo's unreasonableness and arrogance, the words that could "not cover her face" made her have an inexplicable yearning.

No matter how strict the religion is, women who are born to love beauty always have a natural yearning for showing their beauty. Especially when Azam Tulansha Sultan sent her the following invitation, the following changes surprised the great prince Oduraho.

"Or, I have the honor of inviting you to have a banquet in my court. His Highness, Prince of Odulah, if you wish, you will see your very beautiful cousin there, teach me a lesson as we once did in the school!"

The eldest prince Odulah Gate knew that he had already suffered a complete defeat in the school. If his father had known about the matter of madman Iva and Director Assad, he might not have been able to deal with him.

Like other sultans of the Arab Empire, this kind of research is conducted secretly. If you want to protect these research in extreme religious environments, a madman or other name is always indispensable. From this perspective, the Caliph Mustalsin did this only as the basis for maintaining his own unified rule of politics and religion.

Therefore, it is natural that when real scholars encounter the living environment they like and the places where they like free research, they will not be willing to stay here again.

"Really? Let's go now? Hello, you guys, protect my things, you know such things..."

The madman Iva probably was called a madman a lot, so when he was doing things, he was a little crazy. At this moment, he didn't care about the "big figures" around him. He was only concerned about his test equipment and shouted in his throat.

"Mr. Iva, I swear to Allah that when you arrive at Socotra, you will definitely get better test equipment than these things!"

"Hmph, you're a bastard who doesn't believe in Allah. Should I believe what you said?"

He looked at Zhao Fubo with his eyes slanted, looking quite despised. The madman Iva was not at all sceptical. It can be seen that as a scholar, he usually has no time to say these jokes. If he had a little free words, he could see that Iva in front of him was a very interesting guy.

"Well, this doesn't matter! But I promise that you and my teacher will definitely become good partners!"

"A good partner, are there any scholars in this world who are better than Iva?"

"Madman Iva" is obviously not a person who knows how to be modest, and his appearance attracted Assad's attention.

"Big...Big...Your Excellency, is this thing in your hand called a rifle that makes a thunderous sound? Did your teacher make it?"

Compared with "Madman Iva", Director Assad is obviously much more normal. But like "Madman Iva", he is also attracted by the "Martin-1 rifle" in Zhao Fubo's hands. Zhao Fubo shuts the insurance casually, puts off the wheeled ammunition compartment, and then hands the rifle to Assad.

"This is called the Martin-1 rifle, and my teacher is called Martin!"

Apart from "Madman Iva" and Director Assad, no one was as vicious as the eyes of the scholars. They found the bullet holes shot into by Zhao Fubo's rifle on the roof, and the large-size smoothbore gun bullet with a large aspect ratio, and made a big hole in the wooden beam on the roof. Although it was only four square, only about 100 mm thick purlins. It was not easy to dig such a hole on it.

Assad looked at the "Martin-1 rifle" in his hand, and even tried to lift it up like a crossbow. He even discovered at a glance the relationship between the frame ruler and the front sight. What could not be concealed was a certain excitement.

"Otherwise, scholars are too knowledgeable than those religious idiots!"

Zhao Fubo took the rifle handed back by Director Assad and invited him to the palace he shared with Azam Tulansha Sultan.

"President Assad, if you have time, I sincerely invite you to join us in the city and our residence. I promise that you will see more things that interest you. And His Highness, Prince of Odulah, will go with his men. I guess you will also like to see how Mr. Iva is settled."

Zhao Fubo's invitation was probably a compliment. He didn't even ask Azam and Tulansha Sultan and made his own decision. It can be seen that among this group of people, he is definitely not a person who needs others to make decisions.

"I...I'm very honored, but..."

After all, Director Assad is still an official of the Baghdad court at this moment. Although Zhao Fubo, who is novel, is very attractive to him for research. But he still quietly looked at the eldest prince Odulahomen, and with the "madman Iva", he had many concerns with his family.

In fact, he didn't know that Zhao Fubo had already planned to go back and asked Iva to write down all the scholars who were as crazy as him. Then on the eve of his departure, he invited or kidnapped them, and no one was left anyway. And he believed that those who could live with religion did not need these scholars.

Instead of leaving these scholars to waste by these scientific idiots, it is better to study for yourself. It is better to let them, the smartest people in the world, be assistants to Teacher Martin. As for those "religious crazy-scientific idiots", their life and death have nothing to do with him, Zhao Fubo!
Chapter completed!