When the craftsmen heard about the imitation firearms, they had a subtle expression on their faces: "Are you trying to make things difficult for me?" "Lao Sha, these parts of yours look simple when taken apart, but the actual requirements are very high." "The slightest error will cause the bullet to explode!" "As for the production of explosives, even the empire has not thought of it, so why should we?" Another craftsman pursed his lips and pointed at the spiral pattern in the gun barrel: "Let me tell you, this is called rifling, and there is a formula. You need to learn mathematics!" "You study hard and learn to teach us." As soon as he heard about mathematics, Sha Kaner felt a chill in his heart. When he was bored these days, he did listen to some mathematics. After all, he is a second-level master with a divine attribute of and a flexible mind. The content of elementary school is simply like Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts - a piece of cake! But when it comes to high school content, such as solid geometry and conic sections, it starts to get overwhelming.
Especially when I learned calculus, I felt... Life has no meaning anymore. But it is difficult to return. Whether it is craftsmen or militiamen, they all feel the power of knowledge. The former next-door neighbor, Empire, may be the limit of empiricism. Next, if you want to go further, you need scientific thinking. Just discussing it like this, Everyone, I don’t know which heartstring was touched, and suddenly fell silent. Can we survive? Survive with a new identity. Not only must we survive, we must also...live better! A group of militiamen, plus a group of craftsmen, looked into the distant distance. They think of their dead relatives and peer into the confused future. … In another low room, Chang Shasanli lit an oil lamp. Accompanied by a bright light, the oil lamp gave off a smell like gasoline. In the Sarai people's territory, water resources are scarce, but oil is abundant. Some oil seeps directly from the ground, forming black lakes. Relying on the mountains and the water, they invented some of the most rudimentary oil utilization technologies. For example, petroleum is used as a lubricant to make ink, and the simplest use is to burn it!
The best oil is as clear as gasoline and burns with little smoke. If we use human professional terminology, it is called "condensate" or "natural gasoline". The price of this kind of oil is much higher than that of ordinary oil, and it is often accompanied by natural gas. It's a pity that without technology, even if there is a treasure trove, they can't take advantage of it. Sha Sanli took out a small book and began to read the contents aloud. At first glance, it sounds like Pinyin in Chinese! "Why are you reciting sutras if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" the old woman cursed in the room. "Hmph, what do you know?" Sha Sanli is, after all, the head of a large family and has a flexible mind. The members of the family are relatively well preserved, and they are one of the few famous families in the village. When people in the village see him, they all call him "elder". But times have changed! If he doesn't study hard, his status will not be guaranteed! … A small village, but full of life. But today, there is mostly hope. No one knows what the future will be like, but the hope at the moment is always good. Lu Yuan controlled the big tree to move with a "clatter" and wandered around the village, eavesdropping on many small stories in the village. The old cat jumped on the branch and kept eavesdropping with great interest - this guy was actually the most excited! I don’t know what it is excited about, but it is obviously a burden. Just look at its cat tail that is about to reach the sky, and you can tell how happy it is. Lu Yuan actually knows nothing about politics and the like, and he doesn't have much interest in it. But now, he can only accept the reality silently: "Oh, it feels a bit weird to suddenly become a leader." "Could it be that emperors of all dynasties were framed like this?" The old cat sneered: "The city in the sky hasn't even risen yet, and you want to be the emperor?" "No, no, no, I can only provide military support. You can do whatever you want with the system and so on." "What do I mean by being a... parliamentary representative?" Lu Yuan felt that his face was a little red. Thinking back then, when he was in Dadong Kingdom, it seemed that he was far away from this matter... He never cared about this. The old cat shook his head and said: "The sparrow may be small and has a strong heart and courage, but what kind of system do you want?" "As long as it can develop productivity, the rest doesn't really matter..." Lu Yuan felt as if he had been hit by some strange phenomenon, and quickly closed his mouth. It’s not that he has no discipline and faith and wants to betray the organization... But with the level of education we have now, what should we do?
The old cat was silent for a moment and then changed the subject: "What ability did you gain? Why did you turn into a tree again?" "Peaceful conquest of alien civilizations, a milestone." "Gained the ability to [control]." Lu Yuan didn't want to hide it, and even got a little nervous, and the thick tree trunk shook a little. control? ! "Meow?!" The old cat was so excited that he almost fell down from the tree, "You might as well control these people and do whatever you want." Lu Yuan shook his head, but he actually didn't want to start this conversation. If you use "control" too much, your thoughts will slip and your morals will change. Treating people directly as tools is obviously... not what he wants. He has always felt that people should be equal. Even if there are distinctions between people in terms of ability and wealth, the thinking "I am better than you" cannot be nakedly revealed to the surface. Otherwise, wouldn't it turn into the feudal era and go back to the feudal era? Moreover, Lu Yuan feels that his current life is in a relatively comfortable state. Now he has a city in the sky, and there is a conch girl to flirt with, and he can brag and spank with people in the village. He is quite happy. There is no need to force himself to change. If you dominate others, you can no longer be friends. As for the fate of the Sari clan, he just did what he could. If it doesn't work, after the sky city rises, we will find a place close to mountains and rivers, and everyone will go their separate ways. It wouldn’t be a bad idea for him to take his friends and travel alone again! So Lu Yuan said seriously: "I don't want to do this, and I don't have the money. I can only control one person by killing several people's souls. Will you give me your soul?" "How much energy do you need?" Old Cat said enthusiastically, "I'll help you plan it." "Those with low strength will consume less. Those with high strength, especially those with high divine attributes, will consume a lot." "Let's put it this way, I killed all the ten thousand people of the Shali clan, and I can just control an extraordinary creature with 12-13 points of god." "Then your soul is quite valuable." The old cat said, "Don't you have 18 points?" "Yes, I am indeed valuable." Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows, "The conch is more valuable, equal to 43 million of me." Based on this calculation, 34 points of God's Conch Girl is not an ordinary value. [You are such a scumbag... Come on, kill your miserable conch girl in exchange for the energy to control the vision. 】 Conch felt sorry for herself, but her pretense of pity had no effect. The old cat asked again: "Is your fruit of life valuable? Can it be used as energy for [control]?" Lu Yuan's face changed slightly, and he thought about it for a moment. It seemed... it seemed... probably... feasible?
There is no soul in the fruit of life. But it contains huge idealistic energy, which is probably one-third of the value of his own soul. In fact, this is quite valuable, because Lu Yuan has high divine attributes! The value of the soul increases exponentially with the divine attributes. His life fruit is equivalent to 13 points of God's soul, which is more than enough to control ordinary people. "How many fruits of life do you have?" The life energy consumed to give birth to the Fruit of Life is directly related to Lu Yuan's own strength. Therefore, it is not cost-effective to force the birth. Natural growth, currently only 3. "You have three lives, that's a lot. Use one life to control others." Old Mao showed his moral abyss, "Let them learn and work like oxen and horses, and the city in the sky will rise soon. " "Ahem, Brother Cat, there are limits to control." "It is impossible to ask the controlled people to do work beyond their personal abilities." Lu Yuan explained, "For example, let them learn glyphs and learn the contents of higher education in one day." "If they are forced to learn these things, these people will have a nervous breakdown and lose their minds because they cannot complete it." "I see...it's a pity." "Can you say something serious? It seems that your cat secretary is evil. I don't want to control humans. I really don't." The old cat suddenly thought: "But you can control insects!" "Those bugs haven't officially hatched yet. The consumption of [control] should be bearable, right? There is no need to have any moral burden. Bugs have no human thinking." "But those bugs belong to the conch girl..." The old cat had a strange look on his face: "The City in the Sky also belongs to Conch... Why did you just rob it? Won't Bugs rob it?" Lu Yuan immediately shirks his responsibility: "I didn't steal the Sky City either." "I always believe that the Conch Queen is the supreme leader here and should shoulder the important task of leading civilization." "I just want to be a general." "I personally support the conch queen's ascension to the throne." A conch eavesdropping on the side was a little speechless She is very self-aware. With her scheming skills, she could at most be a princess of the previous dynasty. [Hmm... This human friend just wanted to kill the conch, and now he wants to support the conch. 】 [There is only one conch, you have to think carefully about how to treat her. 】
Lu Yuan said with a straight face: "In the end, I decided to use the first control object on her." Conch was puzzled: [I can only give you most of the insects, just leave me one king insect. This continental commander, please don’t control me. 】 Lu Yuan was happy: "Or, let your mother manage humans?" [Okay, call her over. I happen to miss her a little bit. 】 "I won't control her, don't worry." [You...you are such a gangster. 】 Lao Mao looked at these two guys and was speechless - these two people are not serious at all, and now they are talking about national affairs! … Lu Yuan and Conch are actually soft-hearted people. If others encounter difficulties and beg for help, they will really help. People who are soft-hearted are not suitable for political activities. Especially in this kind of feudal primitive tribe, although there are many progressive people who are willing to change themselves, most of them are actually uncivilized. There are so many trivial things to worry about! Because of a small matter, they have to fight for a long time! Politics is not a game of house. Even if you want to be a dictator and want people to be convinced, it is not that easy. Lu Yuan is very self-aware, so he became a hands-off boss. And the old cat may never have thought that after so many years, he would become a leader again. The cat's eyes rolled around for a few times, and deep in his heart, he was full of action. "Okay, you have to assign me some bodyguards in the future. As long as there is enough force to suppress them, I can manage them." "Now, let the turtle follow me for the time being." ... Just like that, there is no detailed plan or specific idea. The vigorous "Human 18th Civilization Rise Plan" started in a very rough way! More than 10,000 people first moved from nearby villages to the Sky City. Lu Yuan took two full days to run the distance that he could run in an hour. There is no way. Most people are very weak and skinny. Walking more than ten kilometers a day is almost the physiological limit. "Everyone, we will temporarily implement military control!" "Obey orders and follow commands!"
"You will have no worries about food." After arriving at the city in the sky, many people who have never left their hometowns in their lives found this strange ruin really desolate. There was a sense of confusion and timidity in those eyes. But the forced military control suppressed this confusion. "Everyone listen up!" "There are a total of twenty groups. Please step out and find your own team members!" The square was noisy and full of people talking. The city in the sky has ready-made houses. Even if it has been exposed to wind and rain for thousands of years, it is better than the original earthen houses. It is not easy to arrange 10,000 people. Whether it is water resources or arable land area, it is much larger than the original place. After some distribution, everyone has a place to live, and they slowly settle down. Secretary General Lao Mao, in fact, did not change too many things. He divided more than 10,000 people into 20 large groups, each with three group leaders, one of whom was directly appointed, and the other two were elected by the public. Although the current citizen quality cannot do anything like democracy, the people elected this time are all people with good prestige and morality. It seems that the villagers are not as stupid as imagined, and they still know who is reliable. After all, it is an acquaintance society, and everyone recognizes who has good character and who has good ability. The three group leaders are responsible for coordinating food production, popularizing scientific knowledge, and trivial internal matters. Each large group was allocated a large piece of land for the villagers to cultivate.