above the sky
Chapter 767 Mortals and Sages
Chapter 767 Mortals and Sages
From a young age, Scott felt that the world he lived in was not quite right.
The first time I felt this way was the day my grandma passed away.
On a calm sunny afternoon, five-year-old Scott was pulling weeds in the backyard of his home. Both his grandfather and father were working in the blacksmith shop. One of his mother and grandmother was filling the water tank with water, and the other was mending the clothes of the family members.
Scott remembered that scene as clearly as if he had a picture in his mind—the golden sun, the grandma in the armchair in the backyard, the dusty backyard, the smoke from the neighbor’s house rising slowly into the blue sky, the ear There are insects chirping by the side, and the scent of rhododendrons can be smelled at the tip of the nose. Grandma looks at herself gently with a smile.
Then in the next second, the old man's head dropped and he lost consciousness.Scott didn't feel right, he ran over to call his grandma, but the old man didn't respond, he called his mother anxiously as a little boy, the strong Nanling woman panicked immediately, she immediately called for a doctor, But doctors can't do anything about it.
It was a stroke, and the old man was too old, so it was too late even if they could do something about it, not to mention that there was no doctor who could treat cerebrovascular diseases in Port Harrison at that time.
The next day, grandma left.At that time, Scott didn't know what death meant, and he didn't understand what the disappearance of the old man meant. He just felt that grandma was in pain.
After the old man passed away, the family became lively. My father's brothers, sisters, and other relatives came to discuss how to pay for the burial of the old man. The house was full of crying, and the family was filled with a sad atmosphere.
Only Scott just stood blankly and alone, neither crying nor sad... This even attracted the attention of his father. This son who hated his mother for not taking good care of his mother looked at his son, a little annoyed reprimanded.
"What are you doing standing here? Grandma usually likes you so much, yet you don't shed any tears!"
It's just pissing off.The man himself knew very well that his son probably didn't understand what death meant, but when he saw that blank face, he couldn't help being angry... a kind of incompetent rage against himself.
But Scott's answer made the man stunned.
"Dad, can't I really do nothing?"
The boy tugged on his father's trousers, he was so hard that the rough linen was picked up by his little hands, his amber eyes stared at the man, he was puzzled and said: "I really want to help grandma...but how can I help you?" What can I do to help grandma?"
"Dad, can it be that I really can't do anything, can't I help grandma?"
At this moment, the man who had been blacksmithing for a lifetime blinked his eyes, looked at his child, and suddenly realized that Scott might be smarter than he had imagined in the past.
"You can help..."
The anger vanished into an unspeakable grief.The man half knelt on the ground, hugging his son, he said in a trembling voice: "Live well, Scott...Grow up well, become stronger than me, stronger than me, an incompetent guy..."
"This is the best way to help grandma."
Scott does it all the time.
He lives seriously and takes good care of himself. Since he was a child, he has never had a disease that worried his parents, nor did he do anything that dissatisfied his adults or confused his chief.
Many people say that this is ordinary, inconspicuous ordinary.
But in Terra, wanting to grow up in such an ordinary and safe way is not ordinary at all.
Scott has gone out of his way to be the best he can be.
However, in his heart, the feeling of 'something is wrong' always exists.
There is a pair of siblings next door to Scott, who were his playmates when he was young. The girl is a little older than the two boys. She has long sea-blue hair, clear eyes, and a voice like a lark. Because the family is a herb picker, I also like to play with flowers and plants, so I always have a faint, sweet fragrance like rhododendrons on my body.
The girl is also very gentle and often takes care of her two younger brothers. After Scott and his younger brother are injured after playing together, she will take out the plaster from her small box and gently apply it to the wound.
At that time, the aroma and temperature of the girl's body would flow along the plaster, making the boy a little intoxicated.
Scott often went to their house to play, and he had a crush on this sister when he was in love, which is also natural, and his younger brother vaguely saw this. Friends fighting.
But one day, Scott, who wanted to go to the neighbor's house to play, noticed something was wrong when he stepped out of the house. He found that there were many strangers at the intersection of the street, and some of them stood at the door of the neighbor's house. With sea blue hair, they are obviously all family.
Inexplicable unease appeared in Scott's heart. He sneaked into the crowd and approached the neighbor's house, trying to figure out what happened.
Then, he heard crying.
familiar cry.
Just like a few years ago, when grandma passed away, the crying sounded at home.
Missing.
This is the vocabulary that my father said to his mother with a serious face after he came back at night, chewing licorice.
The father and daughter of the neighbor's family followed the team and went to Bishan to collect herbs with several other herb pickers, but they all disappeared.
Compared with death, disappearance is an easy-to-understand word... what it represents is 'disappeared' and 'never found again'.
However, in Terra, the word missing has another hidden meaning.
No bones left.
The search and rescue team organized by the team searched for a long time, and had to retreat because it was gradually getting dark... During the recent period, the other herb collector teams are expected to be on alert, and the guards will also strengthen patrols and clean up, but they must not be found.
Not to mention one day, half a day... In the redwood forest of Nanling, as long as there is an hour, half an hour disappearing... then it will disappear forever.
The playmate was crying all the time.He shouted the names of his father and sister, and grief overwhelmed the young child.But soon, he couldn't be sad anymore, because he was the only man left in the family, and he had to protect his mother from all outsiders and relatives.
To this day, Scott still recalls that teenage girl.He was older than his 'sister' back then, but Scott couldn't help but shudder when he recalled the past.
At that time, although he knew the meaning of death, he didn't know the cruelty of life's approach to death... But now, because he knew it, he knew whether he was stunned by the miasma, covered by the roots and branches of the jungle, became The skeleton under the tree; the neck was twisted by the monster, all the internal organs and flesh were eaten, and even the bones were chewed to pieces... These are all very painful things, and there is a great possibility that it will happen to that gentle girl.
Even, being plundered by the natives...
But at that time, Scott, who was still a teenager, still had no sadness in his heart, only a kind of bewilderment.
He felt something was wrong.
why?
"why?"
In the middle of the night, the young Scott was tossing and turning on the bed. He asked himself, and kept asking himself: "Is something like this really irreversible?"
"Can I just sit back and watch this kind of thing happen, and can't help the people I want to help at all?"
"Could it be... there is no way to save everyone from accidents, and there is no possibility and power to restore the past days to their original state?"
"Could it be... there is no one..."
"Is there a way to help those who are sad?"
ah ah.At that time, the boy curled up in pain. There was no sadness in his heart, only the suffocation of his heart being clenched by a huge force. He already had an answer in his heart, but the answer was still waiting for a cruel opportunity. Tell the truth about a teenager who is bright, but not really a genius.
Playmate's family moved out.Most of the family fortune was left to relatives, but they moved to Naumann, where an old, childless uncle offered to take care of the younger brother.
This is already the best ending.
And Scott opted to join the Guard a few years later.
That feeling of something not right, something missing, was always in his heart, pushing him to do something that could help others.
The world should not be like this.A lot of people didn't deserve to die for no reason, and a lot of people didn't deserve to have an unhappy ending.
No, not many people.
Everyone is right.
"I have to do something."
When persuading his father and grandfather, Scott couldn't think of any good reasons, so he could only express his feelings frankly: "I haven't lost my blacksmith skills, and the guards can also exercise. When I retire , or when I don't want to do it, I can come back to inherit the family business at any time."
"But now, I want to do something. Our port needs a guard. I won't do it, and others won't do it. Then who will protect our home?"
This is not a good reason, but my father persuaded my grandfather.
"Your grandson is smarter than us." The man who always respected his father said: "Let him try. Anyway, just like what this kid said, someone has to do it, and the viscount gave him a lot of money."
Ten years after his grandma died, Scott was finally able to do something for people.
Of course, it didn't go well.
Although the age requirement of the guards is 14 years old and above, if it is really only [-] or [-] years old, it is impossible for this kind of guy who has just 'adult' to go shopping with the indigenous monsters.
During that time, all Scott could do was to patrol the city, give directions, catch thieves, and deal with neighborhood disputes.
Also, Scott's captain and other teammates are not 'nice guys'.
As the newest and youngest member of the team, he had to clean up the officers and seniors, wash clothes and socks, and scrub weapons and armor.
This is all established by convention, so it can't be called bad, but since obeying this convention, it can't be called good either.
Scott really had a hard time during that time. He fell asleep with his eyes closed, and was called up to patrol before he woke up naturally.
But this pain and hardship gave him a kind of 'enrichment' instead.
A 'feeling' of 'I'm doing something too'.
"When I also become a member of the guard team in charge, maybe I can do more."
Thinking so, enduring the hardships of life, Scott waited.Time passed...he waited for the storm that changed his life.
A war in the rain.
Indigenous invasion of Port Harrison—since Scott was born, he had never heard of such a thing, and even Scott's father had no memory of it, only his grandfather who was already sick in bed vaguely remembered, During the fiercest war between the aborigines and Harrison Port decades ago, the entire port was covered with turrets and bunkers to guard against tsunami-like attacks by the aborigines.
But compared to the aborigines who were able to drive several armies of Warcraft at that time, the aborigines now can only send some elite hunters and berserkers to break in.
But this poses a greater threat to the defenders in the city.
The elite native hunters attacked and killed the defenders in the turret one by one. Scott and his teammates fought desperately, and in turn killed the incoming hunters...but the price was that he was the only one who survived.
"The native son of a bitch is coming at us, fuck it."
"Fuck, you can't let this kid go to die, can you?"
"Scott, guard the side and protect the alchemy cannon... What are you talking about, this is your task!"
"Kill! Fight with these bastard natives!"
"Why are you crying? Cough cough...Little brat, you have to live as a brother..."
"..."
Scott still couldn't do anything.
But this time, he becomes someone else's 'do'.His life is the result of the help of others.
- I have to do something...
——Everyone in the city is suffering, I have to fire artillery to stop the enemy...
--right!That's all I can do!My mission, where I can help other people!
Standing in a pool of blood, looking around at the corpses of his comrades-in-arms and natives, the young city guard had no time to grieve or be at a loss.
He went to repair that alchemy cannon again and again...but he didn't learn the related inscription repair.
He will not.
This is something beyond Scott's ability. He obviously has the opportunity to help others and help others change their tragic fate, but his ability and experience make him unable to grasp - the unwillingness and feeling in his heart arrive at this moment reached the peak, but he still failed to grasp it.
What exactly is this for?
Maybe...just because.
He is an ordinary person.
a mortal.
The mortal stared tremblingly at the cannon that couldn't be fired no matter how he fiddled with it, he knelt in front of the cannonball almost in despair, a kind of pure emptiness and meaningless depression made Scott unable to speak.
silence.until one opened the door.
This was the first time Scott met Ian.
It was a white-haired child. Compared with his lovely face, the first thing Scott noticed was his eyes—the eyes were different from anyone Scott had ever seen. The halo is bright and bright, and there is a firmness that is never at a loss.
Just by appearing, Scott had a very strong feeling... a feeling that made his whole body tremble.
- Ian is extraordinary -
Instinct told him so, and it was so.
After Ian arrived, he repaired the alchemy cannon in a short time, and then quickly fired it with his help, hitting the vital point of the swamp crocodile.
As soon as he arrived, he solved all the problems that plagued Scott... Whether it was the natives, the alchemy cannon, or the crocodile... Ian easily helped everyone in Port Harrison and prevented many tragedies from happening. born.
His very existence is constantly changing the fate of others.
Constantly changing that feeling of 'wrong' with Scott.
Although he himself didn't have that kind of thought, Ian himself had his own goals, but the facts cannot be deflected by personal will.
"Thank you, it was a great help."
At the end, the white-haired child smiled and thanked Scott obediently.
For Ian, this was to state the facts, and it was also a casual remark—even if Scott didn't help him calibrate the muzzle, move the shells, or block the earth and rocks, Ian would definitely be able to achieve his goal.
This is just icing on the cake.
But for Scott, it was redemption.
That night, when Scott, who was awarded by the Lord's Mansion, returned home, his mother cried and hugged him, and his father patted him on the shoulder heavily, praising his actions, worrying about the dangers he had experienced, and worrying about the dangers he had experienced. proud of his son.
Even the grandfather lying on the bed struggled to hold himself up, boasting loudly about his grandson's bravery-Scott is now a hero in Harrison Port, and he can finally become someone who can help others.
But just as in the past, there was no sadness in Scott's heart.
At this moment, there was no joy in his heart.
In the middle of the night, Scott did not fall asleep. The teenager nestled on his bed, hugged his knees, and curled up to watch the rain outside the window.
The rain keeps falling.
He bit his hand, inflicting pain on himself with the strength to bite off a piece of flesh, punishing himself for his lies and incompetence—if it wasn't for the physical fitness of the Iron People, he would have already bitten off a piece of flesh.
That's more of a self-blame.
——I can't do anything!
Facing the incoming enemies, I can't kill them... Facing the damaged artillery, I can't repair it... Facing so many people who died for no reason, I can't extend a helping hand!
Those teammates who died to protect me, I couldn't save any of them. Those wounds could be covered with a little healing potion, but I didn't bring them because of poverty!
I can't change anything, neither the world nor myself...
"I'm actually just a mortal!"
In this extreme pain, in the heavy rain that swept across the South China Sea, Scott wept bitterly.
The echo that had been resounding in his heart since he was a child, the vague feeling that something was wrong since he was a child, the cruel and cold fact that made people tremble and nausea, finally revealed the truth to him at this moment.
——He is actually just a mortal!
He can't help people who are dying, he can't stop people from going to a tragic fate, he can't save those who can be saved, and restore those mistakes that can be redeemed!
Obviously, there are so many, even infinite, possibilities in this world...but he, Scott, can only choose one...an ordinary path full of sadness!
but……
but.
That kid was different.
Scott stopped crying as he recalled the white figure.
No.
That person is different.
An image of Ian popped up in Scott's mind.Although he is only a child, he is far more mature than himself.No, that can't be said to be a child, it is a person who is more mature than himself.
Because he can change the fate of others and turn it in a better direction.
Ian...was what Scott aspired to be, but couldn't be.
From a young age, Scott felt that the world he lived in was not quite right.
There are too many things that can be changed in theory, but no one can take action, or they have no ability to do so. They can only watch familiar people and loved ones fall into the abyss.
Scott can't change that.He is a mortal, a little bit smarter, a little bit kinder, but that's all, he can see it but can't change it.
But Ian, the apparently extraordinary man, can.
He can do it.
"And I can help Ian."
Wiping away his tears, the boy suddenly opened his eyes wide: "I can still do something after all!"
yes.Even ordinary people, as long as they follow the extraordinary sage, one day they can use the light of the sage... to illuminate the haze.
This may be...
"Scott, you're distracted, am I trying too hard?"
Some worried voices sounded.
All memories turned into flowing clouds, turned into steaming smoke and dissipated.
From a boy to a man, the grown-up Iron Man stood up unsteadily, his body was entwined with blue arcs, crackling in the air.
This is the edge of the Xiahui Territory, a hilly area that is inaccessible, and the tall jungle is like a wall that isolates the whole world.
And in the middle of the jungle, there is a small piece of vast flat land that has been cleared out.
The testing site for Xiahui Ling's new weapons is here.
The ground is full of potholes and burns, and the blackened traces of lightning strikes are lingering on the ground, because there was a strong electric current bombardment here just now, and two sublimators who can control electric currents are trying their hands here... Or in other words, one of them is Demonstrate your sublimation skills for the other party.
Scott was the one being demonstrated. He stood up from the ground, shook his head, and sorted out the chaotic thoughts that had been charged.
Then he saw a white and slender hand, but extremely strong and powerful, like a hand forged from jade.
"My lord... Are you really contributing to the first energy level?"
Stretching out his hand to hold that palm, Scott smiled wryly and borrowed his strength to get up, and said to the embarrassed Ian: "The lightning sublimation technique that directly attacks the electromagnetic signals of the human brain... If it wasn't for my recent self-taught biology , a little bit of conceptual defense, I'm afraid that would be enough to burn my head!"
"You've taught yourself too much."
The white-haired boy complained: "Are you staying up late to study again? Give me a good rest!"
"Moreover, I have mastered the strength, the blow just now definitely did not exceed the upper limit of the first energy level."
"Ok, I know."
Scott was fully awake at this moment, and he looked at Ian with some embarrassment: "After experiencing it personally, I can already understand the key to this skill... The power of the lightning strike this time is not great, but it is very delicate, the frequency It is also very miraculous, it can interfere with the body's nerve signals, even a strong person will be paralyzed and convulsed after being hit by this lightning strike."
"I'm sorry, my lord, I'm relatively dull, and I can't compare with Qingchao. You can understand it after explaining it once... I have to trouble you to demonstrate it for me."
"What are you talking about? I'm teaching you, and I'm also sorting out my own thoughts."
In this regard, the white-haired lord waved his hand slightly. He obviously didn't think it was a troublesome thing to start a small incident for his territory supervisor: "Also, Scott, don't think too low of yourself."
"Qingchao's talent is actually average. He is not used to the thinking mode of normal people. He has to twist some problems and transform them into things within his swordsman's logic to understand."
"As for you, after studying for so long, the speed of understanding things is not inferior to Qing Chao's. It's just that you have only recently become a sublimator after all, and you are not very familiar with sublimation skills."
Speaking of this, Ian looked at Scott with admiration: "Your spirit is more tenacious than I imagined-you can frankly admit your weaknesses, tell me your shortcomings without flinching, and be brave. Learn things you don't know."
"This courage to challenge the unknown, and clear self-knowledge, is your true strength."
"Just like this time, you realized that your force may not be able to deal with the assassination of the Dragon Worship or the Flying Flame Land, and you will not be able to take charge of the overall situation after I leave Xiahui, so you want to learn the sublimation skills of the Thunder Department from me ——This kind of decision, even if someone can think of it, it may not be implemented.”
"My lord, you said that after you took the new potion, you wanted to try the effect of the new ability, so I dared to come and ask."
Scott honestly expressed his true thoughts: "But I still didn't expect that, my lord, you have just acquired the lightning ability, and you are already so strong."
——Of course, the civilization of my previous life was basically all about boiling water, throwing stones and playing with electricity.
"The potion of the Lord of Steel actually lacks a 'metal control'... My electromagnetic ability is not used to discharge, or in other words, there are too many things that can be done with lightning sublimation skills, and discharge is only the most basic A sort of."
Ian shook his head. He knew what Scott meant. The other party was worried that he had always been using the water-type and earth-type source quality, and added the thunder-type. Before he had time to adapt, he was about to go to Canaan Moore to participate in the competition. A big move.
Because the "Aurora Titan" is also a true form of the thunder system, Scott wants to use himself as a target, let Ian try his own ability, and he can also learn the skills Ian summed up by the way.
But Scott didn't expect that Ian's familiarity with electric current was far better than his knowledge of water and soil. He had already developed a lot of related skills in just a few days.
The interference current that directly stimulates the biological nerves is one, and the flying technique that magnetizes and accelerates the metal in one's body is another, not to mention the pure magnetic storm arc.
After more than a month of research, Ian has already produced the potion of the Lord of Steel.
After being purified by the super magnetic storm iron tower, the chest shell of the Jingchen Dragon became only the size of an ordinary human head, and after the essence was made into a physical potion, it was only as big as a human fist.
Yes.Earth-type sublimation potions are mostly solid pills or tablets, which need to be swallowed with water or buried directly in flesh and blood, and slowly absorbed by the whole body.
The essence of Jingchenlong's breast shell is, on the surface, a translucent silver gemstone ball the size of a human fist. In the center of the ball, there is an endless arc of lightning flashing, forming an extremely bright core.
And with the addition of the iridescent wings of the steel pterosaur, which is the essence of the magnetized organ of the steel pterosaur, the surface of this silver gemstone will also be filled with a layer of rainbow-colored magnetic field arcs, and the changing magnetic poles and rotation of the gemstone can be clearly seen. magnetic field.
Ian buried the potion inside his chest, and used the flash silver skeleton as the carrying base to slowly absorb the source matter structure in the potion. While strengthening several original organs, he also gained Three brand new sublimated organs.
The enhanced sublimation organs are [Clean Rock Crystal Bone] and [Silver Scale Hard Armor], because the Lord of Steel is the inheritance of both thunder and earth, so these two more core sublimation organs of the earth system that are also related to metal are obtained new capabilities.
[Clean Rock Crystal Bone] sublimated into [Eternal Pure Crystal Bone], the powerful biological magnetic field will use the bone as the core, wrap around Ian's whole body, and repel all substances that may harm him... Whether it is illusions, mental shocks, or toxins. Or assassins who come to sneak attack in stealth will be detected and repelled by the aggressive magnetic field of the constant crystal bone.
And the strengthening of the silver scale armor is very simple - the current silver scale armor can be strengthened by Ian's lightning source essence, stabilize its material composition, and become harder.
The three newly obtained sublimation organs are [Flash Electrode], [Clean Dust Heart] and [Rainbow Hanging Scale].
[Flash Electrode] is a new sublimation organ built by Ian based on the sublimation organ [Thunder Weaving Net] of the third energy level of the 'Aurora Titan', assisting his own 'Flash Silver Skeleton'.The Thunder Weaving Net is the specialized nerves and blood vessels in the sublimation body of the Aurora Titan. After becoming the sublimation organ, these blood vessels and nerves become a network covering the whole body of the sublimation person. Every part of it exploded with strong current.
Ian didn't intend to become a flash man, so he strengthened the ability to weave lightning nets, but it was only distributed around his ribs, relying on the flash silver skeleton, which could burst out higher-level currents when needed, creating produce a stronger magnetic field.
[Heart of Cleansing Dust] is the power generation core of the Cleansing Dragon. Its lightning source organ, because of the essence of the super magnetic storm coil, the source quality produced by Ian's Cleansing Heart has become more pure. also get bigger.
However, Ian, who has ether crystals, lacks nothing, so this small shortcoming is completely made up for.
And [Rainbow Hanging Scale] is a flying organ presented by the steel pterosaur group, and it is precisely by it that the steel pterosaur can drive its huge and heavy body at supersonic speed, flying above the sky.
If you have to talk about ability, it actually only has the ability of ultra-high-speed magnetic levitation flight... Even if it is used as a defense, it is not good enough, and it is far from being half as hard as any defense ability of the immovable fortified city.
But...it can fly!
—and fly fast!
This kills the stone lord—although the stone lord can control most of the earth's materials, summon a large number of stone giant soldiers, and even rub the castle fortress with his bare hands, but in the final analysis, he is just infantry, how can he be on the same level as the noble air force people on a par!
Having said that, Ian has no intention of giving up the advantage of the Lord of Stone... The Lord of Steel still has a quota of 'Extreme Realm', and he is planning to make up for the ability of 'Manipulating Metal'.
But time was running out, the ship from Canaan Moore's Ember Lamp Department had already arrived in Nauman City, and was waiting for Ian, a distinguished guest, to set off.
"grown ups."
At this moment, Scott spoke, he hesitated.
When Ian raised his head curiously and looked at himself, Scott said frankly: "I'm actually still a little scared."
"You said that after you leave, I will take charge of all the affairs of Xiahui... You can rest assured of me, but I don't feel very relieved of myself."
"interesting."
Ian commented in this way: "What are you worried about? Even if you are really worried, is there anyone else I can't choose?"
"Qingchao... Uh, no, his thinking is too simple." Scott thought for a while, and he was a little uncertain: "Mr. Guying and old Fal? Especially Mr. Guying, he is really a A very smart person, without his help, I would not be able to learn mathematics and biology by myself, and he also knows a lot about alchemy and inscriptions, almost as knowledgeable as you, my lord."
"It's too much. In terms of professional knowledge, I have to ask Gu Ying occasionally. I just learn miscellaneous things."
Frowning, Ian understood Scott's thoughts, and laughed: "You feel inferior to Qingchao and Guying, and you are afraid that you can't hold them down and control them... No wonder, Qingchao is the second Ability level, regardless of Guying's strength, his knowledge has also crushed you."
"Actually, old Mr. Farr and Bachelor Roland also crushed me." Scott reminded Ian, "It's just that Mr. Farr is very easy-going, while Bachelor Roland is more simple."
"That's the reason. They are all better than you in some way."
Ian found a rock and sat down, and he motioned for Scott to sit next to him.After both of them sat down, he said, "But Scott, do you know where you are better than them?"
Scott shook his head, and Ian raised his index finger and nodded his forehead: "You have a normal brain."
"Scott, you have the thinking of an ordinary person."
Iron Man slowly opened his eyes wide, he didn't expect Ian to give such a strange answer.Moreover, is the thinking of ordinary people considered an advantage?
"The thinking of ordinary people is just a simple statement. To put it simply, you understand what ordinary people need, and you can also understand which industries are closely related to the operation of the territory."
Seeing that Scott was fully focused, Ian nodded slightly, raised his second finger and continued: "Secondly, you have a political mind."
"Come on, Scott, let me test you with a question... What do you think is the key to developing the simple and brave character of the mountain people?"
"Um……"
Scott thought for a while, and he replied: "The mountain people are simple and brave, because only those who are simple and brave, have individual strength, and love the tribe can become chiefs and be loved by everyone. This is the flocking theory. Only such people will be accepted by the tribe, and cowards who are scheming but not brave enough to fight will be rejected and left to die alone in the mountains."
"That's right." Ian said with satisfaction: "The political model of admiring the brave, the aggressive and the family-loving determines the character of the nation. How about continuing to push it backwards?"
"Mountain people's production mode is mainly fishing and hunting, which determines that they need a strong leader who can unite the tribes, and they need a strong boss to lead them to fight with other tribes."
Scott was gradually opened up, and he was a little stunned: "I understand, it is the production model that determines political needs."
"And the production mode of the mountain people is because the Baisen Mountains do not support farming, but only support fishing and hunting... Yes, geographical resources determine the production mode, the production mode determines political needs, and political needs determine the national character-this is also our The reform strategy has always been!"
"We transform the geographical resources of the Baisen Mountains through the agricultural building, starting from the most fundamental place, gradually transforming the production mode of the mountain people, and even the entire Baisen Mountains, so that they are close to the political camp we want and become what we want. To become a solid, reliable, hardworking and brave Xinshan people with the necessary character!"
Being so pointed by Ian, Scott immediately felt that his thinking was much clearer, and he completely understood all of Ian's work this year almost instantly.
Those transformations that seem to be just beating the corners, one hammer here and the other, are actually aimed at solving all the problems of the mountain people at the most fundamental level!
then……
Based on this, change the fate and future of all mountain people!
These lines of thought Scott had thought about in the past, but had never been able to formulate them himself.
But that's enough.
"You're already very smart."
Although Ian was happy in his heart, he still sighed: "Qingchao and Guying have already answered this question. Guess what they said?"
Scott shook his head, while the white-haired boy looked deeply at the distant forest: "One of them said that the reason why the mountain people have such a character is because the Bison Dragon God has such a character, and the people follow the gods—— Qing Chao is not wrong, Baisen Dragon God is really hot-tempered, and he often fights with other dragons, I have seen a lot from his memory, no wonder this dragon died early, it is basically self-inflicted."
"As for Guying... He said he wanted to study the genes of the mountain people, and asked me for a sum of money. This guy really knows how to ask for money, and Hua An should learn from him."
Scott was silent.He understood what Ian meant.
"Qingchao represents the military force in the territory, and the training camp he leads is the training camp for the cadres who will lead the sublimation of Xiahui in the future."
Ian patted Scott on the shoulder: "Guying is the dean of the research institute and a representative of scientific research."
"But whether it's military or scientific research, they don't have any 'purpose' themselves. They can only serve our territory and people. No matter how powerful and smart they are, they must also serve the requirements of our territory and people. , self-optimize to solve the needs of the two, and formulate future development plans.”
"Qingchao and Guying didn't think of this at all. They don't know what ordinary people need and what they need to learn...but you are different, Scott, you know very well what ordinary people need."
"I've seen your wasteland reclamation strategy for dealing with the western swamps. How many land reclamators are matched with how many guards, Qing Chao and other knights are sent to expel dangerous monsters before land reclamation, the distribution of defense facilities in the gathering place, the doctors and medicine reserves inside the gathering place, And the rules of the pioneers' internal management...these designs are very good, they can be called perfect."
"Don't you think this is a kind of power? Knowing what people need and being able to solve problems is quite a powerful ability!"
"I……"
Scott opened his mouth, and he finally just whispered: "I just saw people die for no reason before, so I don't want these things to happen again..."
The scent of rhododendrons flashed in his heart, and there was a moment of tingling and sadness.
He didn't want to do it a second time.
"Yes, you still have empathy." Ian said with a smile: "True empathy, empathy that can act and change, not just pretend to be invisible after a sting-this is also very important. A rare ability."
"The third advantage - you are a very rare person who can understand what is called society."
Scott is sitting.
To be honest, if it wasn't for Ian, he wouldn't even know that he was so outstanding.
He is obviously just a mortal...how could he have so many advantages?
"I've seen that in recent times you've decided to slow down resource exports, slow down production of all kinds of goods, and divert a significant chunk of funding to education."
Ian looked at Scott seriously, and he said calmly: "I directly agreed with your decision at that time, but now, I want to hear the reason."
"...because there is a limit to demand."
Scott thought for a while in silence, and then slowly opened his mouth: "Whether it is the mountain people's demand for Xiahui collar iron farm tools and various alchemy products, or the demand for alchemy plating agents and various light prisms on the western front , the demand for magnetic storm weapons is limited—as long as the war is still going on, there will be no shortage of orders."
"But on the other hand, when the war is over, will there still be orders? Will there be such a steady stream?"
"We can make a lot of money in the first place by expanding our production line, and we can also quickly absorb those unemployed immigrants in the territory. After simple education, they will quickly learn how to make these products, and the territory can quickly recover A lot of money. But if there is no order, these alchemy workshops will go bankrupt, right? How many people will be unemployed at that time, and will there be time for transformation?"
Speaking of this, Scott took a deep breath, he gritted his teeth, and said, "My former neighbor was a herb picker...I know that one year, the herb pickers picked all the herbs that were easy to pick in the mountains. Leaving even a little seed... As a result, in the second year, the herbs became extremely rare and could not be picked at all."
"That year was a disaster. Many people were so poor that they couldn't help themselves. Many people needed help from others... The whole city was crying."
"That's why I understand that even if it is a herb that is scattered all over the mountains and plains, some seeds must be left in order to reap one crop this year and continue to reap another crop next year."
"What's the point of earning quick money for a while? With the agricultural building and Xiahui grass, the territory will never be short of money after getting out of the haze of the food disaster."
"After the war, the order will disappear, and we will blindly expand production, just like a weed mower who does not leave seeds - and education is the process of cultivating seeds to make the next year's herbs better."
"My lord, that's what I think...we are now leaders rather than ordinary people, so what we need to focus on is the future and the employment of future citizens...and this needs to address education, medical care, transportation, childbirth and housing The problem."
"The latter two are relatively simple in Xiahui, the land is sufficient, and everyone is willing to have children."
"Transportation requires the cooperation of the mountain people to build roads, but it's not a big problem. Medical treatment can be solved with alchemy potions, so the most fundamental thing is the former."
"Our goal is not to earn more money. That is the thinking of businessmen. We are rulers. What we need to ensure is that the economic cycle can continue, and then rely on a good economic cycle to drive the foundation, increase the number of educated people, and increase the territory. The average quality of the people."
"That's why I think production expansion should be put on hold and the money invested in education."
Pop, pop, pop.
Ian applauds.
When Iron Man's amber eyes were about to light up, and his face was as red as a piece of red-hot iron, the boy chuckled and said, "Do you think Qing Chao and Gu Ying want to get this level?"
"It can't be done!"
Ian shook his head exaggeratedly, and he sighed: "Qingchao has no economic sense at all, and Guying only asks me for funds--Old Farr can manage personnel, but he doesn't have the thinking mode of 'education is the most important', and Roland is more It's a man of science and technology, he is indifferent to human beings, and cares more about his engineering base."
"Yes. Large-scale infrastructure construction and education, coupled with gradual industrial upgrading, is the best way to maintain employment, taxation, and economic circulation in the territory—it is also a good foundation for the expansion of long-term production in the future. "
Standing up from the stone, Ian raised his head and looked at the sky.
"Scott."
He said lightly: "The territory and people I want are not a group of primitive mountain tribes, a big city that seems to be prosperous but sucks people's flesh and blood. I don't want a group of ignorant blind people, and I don't want people who only agree with my decision. "
"What I want is a group of citizens who have self-thinking, independent personality, and have received higher education. What I want is a set of advanced laboratories with scholars educated by the most advanced education system. What I want is a group of food and clothing. Worry-free, free people who can support me in everything, and the most advanced and prosperous big city where they live."
"I want their minds. I want their wealth. I want their lives and their futures to make my dreams come true."
"Scott, can you understand?"
The boy turned around.
Scott saw those eyes.
Just like nine years ago, those eyes were shining with aqua blue brilliance.
Compared to that perfect face like a work of art, compared to the power powerful enough to affect the surrounding natural spiritual field, what Scott noticed the first time was still the pair of eyes...the pair are consistent, bright Like the sun, eyes that are never dazed or hesitant.
Looking into those eyes, Scott's body trembled a little... not fear, but excitement.
- Ian is extraordinary -
He knew nine years ago that he was lucky enough to find someone he could follow for a lifetime and never regret.
A sage who can make mortals no longer mortals, and make mortals shine.
"I see."
So, the Iron People stood up.Facing his lord, he said in a deep voice, "My lord, your will is my direction!"
"Don't be too stressed. When I'm not here, do whatever you think. I believe in you and forgive you even if I'm wrong."
Facing Scott who was suddenly very serious, Ian waved his hands a little funny: "We are not the kind of high-pressure organization that does not forgive mistakes. I can trust very few people. Of course you are allowed to make mistakes-I myself will Made a mistake."
"It's like this time, Scott, you asked me about the sublimation skills of the Lightning System. You need to bear an attack yourself to learn... There are many things that cannot be understood without making mistakes."
"Sometimes, you have to learn like this, and endure the assaults of life in order to learn something very important."
- Assault of life.
Scott chewed on the vocabulary.
Until Ian left Xiahui Territory and went to Nauman City to take the big ship to Canaan Moor, he was still thinking about this word.
yes.Life attacks all living beings at all times.I was attacked by life again and again, and I gradually learned my current character.
I don't want the old man to die helplessly and suddenly without medicine.I don't want people to be attacked by monsters and disappear due to accidents.I don't want people to be disturbed by war again.
Every attack in life is urging the formation of dreams.
In order for everyone to live in peace, he still needs to do a lot of things.
"My lord doesn't specifically want to do this—it's just his dream, which requires a wealthy territory, a group of well-fed and educated people."
Standing by the window of the office building on the top floor of the city hall, Scott stared at Ian's carriage drifting away until it disappeared at the end of the road: "I don't know his real dream, but it must be like Offa Road. In that way, something magnificent that can change the world."
"And I can help him."
Ian is always busy.Ian always has a lot to do.
He was always going from one place to another, never resting.
So, Scott couldn't stop either.
For Ian's wish, for the wish of someone who can change the world.
For the wishes of the pioneers.
--Yes.I finally understand.
he thinks.smile.
——The reason why I came to this world is to follow him to change the world.
The plot of Xiahui collar is over, I will ask for a day off tomorrow to write the next detailed outline!
(End of this chapter)
From a young age, Scott felt that the world he lived in was not quite right.
The first time I felt this way was the day my grandma passed away.
On a calm sunny afternoon, five-year-old Scott was pulling weeds in the backyard of his home. Both his grandfather and father were working in the blacksmith shop. One of his mother and grandmother was filling the water tank with water, and the other was mending the clothes of the family members.
Scott remembered that scene as clearly as if he had a picture in his mind—the golden sun, the grandma in the armchair in the backyard, the dusty backyard, the smoke from the neighbor’s house rising slowly into the blue sky, the ear There are insects chirping by the side, and the scent of rhododendrons can be smelled at the tip of the nose. Grandma looks at herself gently with a smile.
Then in the next second, the old man's head dropped and he lost consciousness.Scott didn't feel right, he ran over to call his grandma, but the old man didn't respond, he called his mother anxiously as a little boy, the strong Nanling woman panicked immediately, she immediately called for a doctor, But doctors can't do anything about it.
It was a stroke, and the old man was too old, so it was too late even if they could do something about it, not to mention that there was no doctor who could treat cerebrovascular diseases in Port Harrison at that time.
The next day, grandma left.At that time, Scott didn't know what death meant, and he didn't understand what the disappearance of the old man meant. He just felt that grandma was in pain.
After the old man passed away, the family became lively. My father's brothers, sisters, and other relatives came to discuss how to pay for the burial of the old man. The house was full of crying, and the family was filled with a sad atmosphere.
Only Scott just stood blankly and alone, neither crying nor sad... This even attracted the attention of his father. This son who hated his mother for not taking good care of his mother looked at his son, a little annoyed reprimanded.
"What are you doing standing here? Grandma usually likes you so much, yet you don't shed any tears!"
It's just pissing off.The man himself knew very well that his son probably didn't understand what death meant, but when he saw that blank face, he couldn't help being angry... a kind of incompetent rage against himself.
But Scott's answer made the man stunned.
"Dad, can't I really do nothing?"
The boy tugged on his father's trousers, he was so hard that the rough linen was picked up by his little hands, his amber eyes stared at the man, he was puzzled and said: "I really want to help grandma...but how can I help you?" What can I do to help grandma?"
"Dad, can it be that I really can't do anything, can't I help grandma?"
At this moment, the man who had been blacksmithing for a lifetime blinked his eyes, looked at his child, and suddenly realized that Scott might be smarter than he had imagined in the past.
"You can help..."
The anger vanished into an unspeakable grief.The man half knelt on the ground, hugging his son, he said in a trembling voice: "Live well, Scott...Grow up well, become stronger than me, stronger than me, an incompetent guy..."
"This is the best way to help grandma."
Scott does it all the time.
He lives seriously and takes good care of himself. Since he was a child, he has never had a disease that worried his parents, nor did he do anything that dissatisfied his adults or confused his chief.
Many people say that this is ordinary, inconspicuous ordinary.
But in Terra, wanting to grow up in such an ordinary and safe way is not ordinary at all.
Scott has gone out of his way to be the best he can be.
However, in his heart, the feeling of 'something is wrong' always exists.
There is a pair of siblings next door to Scott, who were his playmates when he was young. The girl is a little older than the two boys. She has long sea-blue hair, clear eyes, and a voice like a lark. Because the family is a herb picker, I also like to play with flowers and plants, so I always have a faint, sweet fragrance like rhododendrons on my body.
The girl is also very gentle and often takes care of her two younger brothers. After Scott and his younger brother are injured after playing together, she will take out the plaster from her small box and gently apply it to the wound.
At that time, the aroma and temperature of the girl's body would flow along the plaster, making the boy a little intoxicated.
Scott often went to their house to play, and he had a crush on this sister when he was in love, which is also natural, and his younger brother vaguely saw this. Friends fighting.
But one day, Scott, who wanted to go to the neighbor's house to play, noticed something was wrong when he stepped out of the house. He found that there were many strangers at the intersection of the street, and some of them stood at the door of the neighbor's house. With sea blue hair, they are obviously all family.
Inexplicable unease appeared in Scott's heart. He sneaked into the crowd and approached the neighbor's house, trying to figure out what happened.
Then, he heard crying.
familiar cry.
Just like a few years ago, when grandma passed away, the crying sounded at home.
Missing.
This is the vocabulary that my father said to his mother with a serious face after he came back at night, chewing licorice.
The father and daughter of the neighbor's family followed the team and went to Bishan to collect herbs with several other herb pickers, but they all disappeared.
Compared with death, disappearance is an easy-to-understand word... what it represents is 'disappeared' and 'never found again'.
However, in Terra, the word missing has another hidden meaning.
No bones left.
The search and rescue team organized by the team searched for a long time, and had to retreat because it was gradually getting dark... During the recent period, the other herb collector teams are expected to be on alert, and the guards will also strengthen patrols and clean up, but they must not be found.
Not to mention one day, half a day... In the redwood forest of Nanling, as long as there is an hour, half an hour disappearing... then it will disappear forever.
The playmate was crying all the time.He shouted the names of his father and sister, and grief overwhelmed the young child.But soon, he couldn't be sad anymore, because he was the only man left in the family, and he had to protect his mother from all outsiders and relatives.
To this day, Scott still recalls that teenage girl.He was older than his 'sister' back then, but Scott couldn't help but shudder when he recalled the past.
At that time, although he knew the meaning of death, he didn't know the cruelty of life's approach to death... But now, because he knew it, he knew whether he was stunned by the miasma, covered by the roots and branches of the jungle, became The skeleton under the tree; the neck was twisted by the monster, all the internal organs and flesh were eaten, and even the bones were chewed to pieces... These are all very painful things, and there is a great possibility that it will happen to that gentle girl.
Even, being plundered by the natives...
But at that time, Scott, who was still a teenager, still had no sadness in his heart, only a kind of bewilderment.
He felt something was wrong.
why?
"why?"
In the middle of the night, the young Scott was tossing and turning on the bed. He asked himself, and kept asking himself: "Is something like this really irreversible?"
"Can I just sit back and watch this kind of thing happen, and can't help the people I want to help at all?"
"Could it be... there is no way to save everyone from accidents, and there is no possibility and power to restore the past days to their original state?"
"Could it be... there is no one..."
"Is there a way to help those who are sad?"
ah ah.At that time, the boy curled up in pain. There was no sadness in his heart, only the suffocation of his heart being clenched by a huge force. He already had an answer in his heart, but the answer was still waiting for a cruel opportunity. Tell the truth about a teenager who is bright, but not really a genius.
Playmate's family moved out.Most of the family fortune was left to relatives, but they moved to Naumann, where an old, childless uncle offered to take care of the younger brother.
This is already the best ending.
And Scott opted to join the Guard a few years later.
That feeling of something not right, something missing, was always in his heart, pushing him to do something that could help others.
The world should not be like this.A lot of people didn't deserve to die for no reason, and a lot of people didn't deserve to have an unhappy ending.
No, not many people.
Everyone is right.
"I have to do something."
When persuading his father and grandfather, Scott couldn't think of any good reasons, so he could only express his feelings frankly: "I haven't lost my blacksmith skills, and the guards can also exercise. When I retire , or when I don't want to do it, I can come back to inherit the family business at any time."
"But now, I want to do something. Our port needs a guard. I won't do it, and others won't do it. Then who will protect our home?"
This is not a good reason, but my father persuaded my grandfather.
"Your grandson is smarter than us." The man who always respected his father said: "Let him try. Anyway, just like what this kid said, someone has to do it, and the viscount gave him a lot of money."
Ten years after his grandma died, Scott was finally able to do something for people.
Of course, it didn't go well.
Although the age requirement of the guards is 14 years old and above, if it is really only [-] or [-] years old, it is impossible for this kind of guy who has just 'adult' to go shopping with the indigenous monsters.
During that time, all Scott could do was to patrol the city, give directions, catch thieves, and deal with neighborhood disputes.
Also, Scott's captain and other teammates are not 'nice guys'.
As the newest and youngest member of the team, he had to clean up the officers and seniors, wash clothes and socks, and scrub weapons and armor.
This is all established by convention, so it can't be called bad, but since obeying this convention, it can't be called good either.
Scott really had a hard time during that time. He fell asleep with his eyes closed, and was called up to patrol before he woke up naturally.
But this pain and hardship gave him a kind of 'enrichment' instead.
A 'feeling' of 'I'm doing something too'.
"When I also become a member of the guard team in charge, maybe I can do more."
Thinking so, enduring the hardships of life, Scott waited.Time passed...he waited for the storm that changed his life.
A war in the rain.
Indigenous invasion of Port Harrison—since Scott was born, he had never heard of such a thing, and even Scott's father had no memory of it, only his grandfather who was already sick in bed vaguely remembered, During the fiercest war between the aborigines and Harrison Port decades ago, the entire port was covered with turrets and bunkers to guard against tsunami-like attacks by the aborigines.
But compared to the aborigines who were able to drive several armies of Warcraft at that time, the aborigines now can only send some elite hunters and berserkers to break in.
But this poses a greater threat to the defenders in the city.
The elite native hunters attacked and killed the defenders in the turret one by one. Scott and his teammates fought desperately, and in turn killed the incoming hunters...but the price was that he was the only one who survived.
"The native son of a bitch is coming at us, fuck it."
"Fuck, you can't let this kid go to die, can you?"
"Scott, guard the side and protect the alchemy cannon... What are you talking about, this is your task!"
"Kill! Fight with these bastard natives!"
"Why are you crying? Cough cough...Little brat, you have to live as a brother..."
"..."
Scott still couldn't do anything.
But this time, he becomes someone else's 'do'.His life is the result of the help of others.
- I have to do something...
——Everyone in the city is suffering, I have to fire artillery to stop the enemy...
--right!That's all I can do!My mission, where I can help other people!
Standing in a pool of blood, looking around at the corpses of his comrades-in-arms and natives, the young city guard had no time to grieve or be at a loss.
He went to repair that alchemy cannon again and again...but he didn't learn the related inscription repair.
He will not.
This is something beyond Scott's ability. He obviously has the opportunity to help others and help others change their tragic fate, but his ability and experience make him unable to grasp - the unwillingness and feeling in his heart arrive at this moment reached the peak, but he still failed to grasp it.
What exactly is this for?
Maybe...just because.
He is an ordinary person.
a mortal.
The mortal stared tremblingly at the cannon that couldn't be fired no matter how he fiddled with it, he knelt in front of the cannonball almost in despair, a kind of pure emptiness and meaningless depression made Scott unable to speak.
silence.until one opened the door.
This was the first time Scott met Ian.
It was a white-haired child. Compared with his lovely face, the first thing Scott noticed was his eyes—the eyes were different from anyone Scott had ever seen. The halo is bright and bright, and there is a firmness that is never at a loss.
Just by appearing, Scott had a very strong feeling... a feeling that made his whole body tremble.
- Ian is extraordinary -
Instinct told him so, and it was so.
After Ian arrived, he repaired the alchemy cannon in a short time, and then quickly fired it with his help, hitting the vital point of the swamp crocodile.
As soon as he arrived, he solved all the problems that plagued Scott... Whether it was the natives, the alchemy cannon, or the crocodile... Ian easily helped everyone in Port Harrison and prevented many tragedies from happening. born.
His very existence is constantly changing the fate of others.
Constantly changing that feeling of 'wrong' with Scott.
Although he himself didn't have that kind of thought, Ian himself had his own goals, but the facts cannot be deflected by personal will.
"Thank you, it was a great help."
At the end, the white-haired child smiled and thanked Scott obediently.
For Ian, this was to state the facts, and it was also a casual remark—even if Scott didn't help him calibrate the muzzle, move the shells, or block the earth and rocks, Ian would definitely be able to achieve his goal.
This is just icing on the cake.
But for Scott, it was redemption.
That night, when Scott, who was awarded by the Lord's Mansion, returned home, his mother cried and hugged him, and his father patted him on the shoulder heavily, praising his actions, worrying about the dangers he had experienced, and worrying about the dangers he had experienced. proud of his son.
Even the grandfather lying on the bed struggled to hold himself up, boasting loudly about his grandson's bravery-Scott is now a hero in Harrison Port, and he can finally become someone who can help others.
But just as in the past, there was no sadness in Scott's heart.
At this moment, there was no joy in his heart.
In the middle of the night, Scott did not fall asleep. The teenager nestled on his bed, hugged his knees, and curled up to watch the rain outside the window.
The rain keeps falling.
He bit his hand, inflicting pain on himself with the strength to bite off a piece of flesh, punishing himself for his lies and incompetence—if it wasn't for the physical fitness of the Iron People, he would have already bitten off a piece of flesh.
That's more of a self-blame.
——I can't do anything!
Facing the incoming enemies, I can't kill them... Facing the damaged artillery, I can't repair it... Facing so many people who died for no reason, I can't extend a helping hand!
Those teammates who died to protect me, I couldn't save any of them. Those wounds could be covered with a little healing potion, but I didn't bring them because of poverty!
I can't change anything, neither the world nor myself...
"I'm actually just a mortal!"
In this extreme pain, in the heavy rain that swept across the South China Sea, Scott wept bitterly.
The echo that had been resounding in his heart since he was a child, the vague feeling that something was wrong since he was a child, the cruel and cold fact that made people tremble and nausea, finally revealed the truth to him at this moment.
——He is actually just a mortal!
He can't help people who are dying, he can't stop people from going to a tragic fate, he can't save those who can be saved, and restore those mistakes that can be redeemed!
Obviously, there are so many, even infinite, possibilities in this world...but he, Scott, can only choose one...an ordinary path full of sadness!
but……
but.
That kid was different.
Scott stopped crying as he recalled the white figure.
No.
That person is different.
An image of Ian popped up in Scott's mind.Although he is only a child, he is far more mature than himself.No, that can't be said to be a child, it is a person who is more mature than himself.
Because he can change the fate of others and turn it in a better direction.
Ian...was what Scott aspired to be, but couldn't be.
From a young age, Scott felt that the world he lived in was not quite right.
There are too many things that can be changed in theory, but no one can take action, or they have no ability to do so. They can only watch familiar people and loved ones fall into the abyss.
Scott can't change that.He is a mortal, a little bit smarter, a little bit kinder, but that's all, he can see it but can't change it.
But Ian, the apparently extraordinary man, can.
He can do it.
"And I can help Ian."
Wiping away his tears, the boy suddenly opened his eyes wide: "I can still do something after all!"
yes.Even ordinary people, as long as they follow the extraordinary sage, one day they can use the light of the sage... to illuminate the haze.
This may be...
"Scott, you're distracted, am I trying too hard?"
Some worried voices sounded.
All memories turned into flowing clouds, turned into steaming smoke and dissipated.
From a boy to a man, the grown-up Iron Man stood up unsteadily, his body was entwined with blue arcs, crackling in the air.
This is the edge of the Xiahui Territory, a hilly area that is inaccessible, and the tall jungle is like a wall that isolates the whole world.
And in the middle of the jungle, there is a small piece of vast flat land that has been cleared out.
The testing site for Xiahui Ling's new weapons is here.
The ground is full of potholes and burns, and the blackened traces of lightning strikes are lingering on the ground, because there was a strong electric current bombardment here just now, and two sublimators who can control electric currents are trying their hands here... Or in other words, one of them is Demonstrate your sublimation skills for the other party.
Scott was the one being demonstrated. He stood up from the ground, shook his head, and sorted out the chaotic thoughts that had been charged.
Then he saw a white and slender hand, but extremely strong and powerful, like a hand forged from jade.
"My lord... Are you really contributing to the first energy level?"
Stretching out his hand to hold that palm, Scott smiled wryly and borrowed his strength to get up, and said to the embarrassed Ian: "The lightning sublimation technique that directly attacks the electromagnetic signals of the human brain... If it wasn't for my recent self-taught biology , a little bit of conceptual defense, I'm afraid that would be enough to burn my head!"
"You've taught yourself too much."
The white-haired boy complained: "Are you staying up late to study again? Give me a good rest!"
"Moreover, I have mastered the strength, the blow just now definitely did not exceed the upper limit of the first energy level."
"Ok, I know."
Scott was fully awake at this moment, and he looked at Ian with some embarrassment: "After experiencing it personally, I can already understand the key to this skill... The power of the lightning strike this time is not great, but it is very delicate, the frequency It is also very miraculous, it can interfere with the body's nerve signals, even a strong person will be paralyzed and convulsed after being hit by this lightning strike."
"I'm sorry, my lord, I'm relatively dull, and I can't compare with Qingchao. You can understand it after explaining it once... I have to trouble you to demonstrate it for me."
"What are you talking about? I'm teaching you, and I'm also sorting out my own thoughts."
In this regard, the white-haired lord waved his hand slightly. He obviously didn't think it was a troublesome thing to start a small incident for his territory supervisor: "Also, Scott, don't think too low of yourself."
"Qingchao's talent is actually average. He is not used to the thinking mode of normal people. He has to twist some problems and transform them into things within his swordsman's logic to understand."
"As for you, after studying for so long, the speed of understanding things is not inferior to Qing Chao's. It's just that you have only recently become a sublimator after all, and you are not very familiar with sublimation skills."
Speaking of this, Ian looked at Scott with admiration: "Your spirit is more tenacious than I imagined-you can frankly admit your weaknesses, tell me your shortcomings without flinching, and be brave. Learn things you don't know."
"This courage to challenge the unknown, and clear self-knowledge, is your true strength."
"Just like this time, you realized that your force may not be able to deal with the assassination of the Dragon Worship or the Flying Flame Land, and you will not be able to take charge of the overall situation after I leave Xiahui, so you want to learn the sublimation skills of the Thunder Department from me ——This kind of decision, even if someone can think of it, it may not be implemented.”
"My lord, you said that after you took the new potion, you wanted to try the effect of the new ability, so I dared to come and ask."
Scott honestly expressed his true thoughts: "But I still didn't expect that, my lord, you have just acquired the lightning ability, and you are already so strong."
——Of course, the civilization of my previous life was basically all about boiling water, throwing stones and playing with electricity.
"The potion of the Lord of Steel actually lacks a 'metal control'... My electromagnetic ability is not used to discharge, or in other words, there are too many things that can be done with lightning sublimation skills, and discharge is only the most basic A sort of."
Ian shook his head. He knew what Scott meant. The other party was worried that he had always been using the water-type and earth-type source quality, and added the thunder-type. Before he had time to adapt, he was about to go to Canaan Moore to participate in the competition. A big move.
Because the "Aurora Titan" is also a true form of the thunder system, Scott wants to use himself as a target, let Ian try his own ability, and he can also learn the skills Ian summed up by the way.
But Scott didn't expect that Ian's familiarity with electric current was far better than his knowledge of water and soil. He had already developed a lot of related skills in just a few days.
The interference current that directly stimulates the biological nerves is one, and the flying technique that magnetizes and accelerates the metal in one's body is another, not to mention the pure magnetic storm arc.
After more than a month of research, Ian has already produced the potion of the Lord of Steel.
After being purified by the super magnetic storm iron tower, the chest shell of the Jingchen Dragon became only the size of an ordinary human head, and after the essence was made into a physical potion, it was only as big as a human fist.
Yes.Earth-type sublimation potions are mostly solid pills or tablets, which need to be swallowed with water or buried directly in flesh and blood, and slowly absorbed by the whole body.
The essence of Jingchenlong's breast shell is, on the surface, a translucent silver gemstone ball the size of a human fist. In the center of the ball, there is an endless arc of lightning flashing, forming an extremely bright core.
And with the addition of the iridescent wings of the steel pterosaur, which is the essence of the magnetized organ of the steel pterosaur, the surface of this silver gemstone will also be filled with a layer of rainbow-colored magnetic field arcs, and the changing magnetic poles and rotation of the gemstone can be clearly seen. magnetic field.
Ian buried the potion inside his chest, and used the flash silver skeleton as the carrying base to slowly absorb the source matter structure in the potion. While strengthening several original organs, he also gained Three brand new sublimated organs.
The enhanced sublimation organs are [Clean Rock Crystal Bone] and [Silver Scale Hard Armor], because the Lord of Steel is the inheritance of both thunder and earth, so these two more core sublimation organs of the earth system that are also related to metal are obtained new capabilities.
[Clean Rock Crystal Bone] sublimated into [Eternal Pure Crystal Bone], the powerful biological magnetic field will use the bone as the core, wrap around Ian's whole body, and repel all substances that may harm him... Whether it is illusions, mental shocks, or toxins. Or assassins who come to sneak attack in stealth will be detected and repelled by the aggressive magnetic field of the constant crystal bone.
And the strengthening of the silver scale armor is very simple - the current silver scale armor can be strengthened by Ian's lightning source essence, stabilize its material composition, and become harder.
The three newly obtained sublimation organs are [Flash Electrode], [Clean Dust Heart] and [Rainbow Hanging Scale].
[Flash Electrode] is a new sublimation organ built by Ian based on the sublimation organ [Thunder Weaving Net] of the third energy level of the 'Aurora Titan', assisting his own 'Flash Silver Skeleton'.The Thunder Weaving Net is the specialized nerves and blood vessels in the sublimation body of the Aurora Titan. After becoming the sublimation organ, these blood vessels and nerves become a network covering the whole body of the sublimation person. Every part of it exploded with strong current.
Ian didn't intend to become a flash man, so he strengthened the ability to weave lightning nets, but it was only distributed around his ribs, relying on the flash silver skeleton, which could burst out higher-level currents when needed, creating produce a stronger magnetic field.
[Heart of Cleansing Dust] is the power generation core of the Cleansing Dragon. Its lightning source organ, because of the essence of the super magnetic storm coil, the source quality produced by Ian's Cleansing Heart has become more pure. also get bigger.
However, Ian, who has ether crystals, lacks nothing, so this small shortcoming is completely made up for.
And [Rainbow Hanging Scale] is a flying organ presented by the steel pterosaur group, and it is precisely by it that the steel pterosaur can drive its huge and heavy body at supersonic speed, flying above the sky.
If you have to talk about ability, it actually only has the ability of ultra-high-speed magnetic levitation flight... Even if it is used as a defense, it is not good enough, and it is far from being half as hard as any defense ability of the immovable fortified city.
But...it can fly!
—and fly fast!
This kills the stone lord—although the stone lord can control most of the earth's materials, summon a large number of stone giant soldiers, and even rub the castle fortress with his bare hands, but in the final analysis, he is just infantry, how can he be on the same level as the noble air force people on a par!
Having said that, Ian has no intention of giving up the advantage of the Lord of Stone... The Lord of Steel still has a quota of 'Extreme Realm', and he is planning to make up for the ability of 'Manipulating Metal'.
But time was running out, the ship from Canaan Moore's Ember Lamp Department had already arrived in Nauman City, and was waiting for Ian, a distinguished guest, to set off.
"grown ups."
At this moment, Scott spoke, he hesitated.
When Ian raised his head curiously and looked at himself, Scott said frankly: "I'm actually still a little scared."
"You said that after you leave, I will take charge of all the affairs of Xiahui... You can rest assured of me, but I don't feel very relieved of myself."
"interesting."
Ian commented in this way: "What are you worried about? Even if you are really worried, is there anyone else I can't choose?"
"Qingchao... Uh, no, his thinking is too simple." Scott thought for a while, and he was a little uncertain: "Mr. Guying and old Fal? Especially Mr. Guying, he is really a A very smart person, without his help, I would not be able to learn mathematics and biology by myself, and he also knows a lot about alchemy and inscriptions, almost as knowledgeable as you, my lord."
"It's too much. In terms of professional knowledge, I have to ask Gu Ying occasionally. I just learn miscellaneous things."
Frowning, Ian understood Scott's thoughts, and laughed: "You feel inferior to Qingchao and Guying, and you are afraid that you can't hold them down and control them... No wonder, Qingchao is the second Ability level, regardless of Guying's strength, his knowledge has also crushed you."
"Actually, old Mr. Farr and Bachelor Roland also crushed me." Scott reminded Ian, "It's just that Mr. Farr is very easy-going, while Bachelor Roland is more simple."
"That's the reason. They are all better than you in some way."
Ian found a rock and sat down, and he motioned for Scott to sit next to him.After both of them sat down, he said, "But Scott, do you know where you are better than them?"
Scott shook his head, and Ian raised his index finger and nodded his forehead: "You have a normal brain."
"Scott, you have the thinking of an ordinary person."
Iron Man slowly opened his eyes wide, he didn't expect Ian to give such a strange answer.Moreover, is the thinking of ordinary people considered an advantage?
"The thinking of ordinary people is just a simple statement. To put it simply, you understand what ordinary people need, and you can also understand which industries are closely related to the operation of the territory."
Seeing that Scott was fully focused, Ian nodded slightly, raised his second finger and continued: "Secondly, you have a political mind."
"Come on, Scott, let me test you with a question... What do you think is the key to developing the simple and brave character of the mountain people?"
"Um……"
Scott thought for a while, and he replied: "The mountain people are simple and brave, because only those who are simple and brave, have individual strength, and love the tribe can become chiefs and be loved by everyone. This is the flocking theory. Only such people will be accepted by the tribe, and cowards who are scheming but not brave enough to fight will be rejected and left to die alone in the mountains."
"That's right." Ian said with satisfaction: "The political model of admiring the brave, the aggressive and the family-loving determines the character of the nation. How about continuing to push it backwards?"
"Mountain people's production mode is mainly fishing and hunting, which determines that they need a strong leader who can unite the tribes, and they need a strong boss to lead them to fight with other tribes."
Scott was gradually opened up, and he was a little stunned: "I understand, it is the production model that determines political needs."
"And the production mode of the mountain people is because the Baisen Mountains do not support farming, but only support fishing and hunting... Yes, geographical resources determine the production mode, the production mode determines political needs, and political needs determine the national character-this is also our The reform strategy has always been!"
"We transform the geographical resources of the Baisen Mountains through the agricultural building, starting from the most fundamental place, gradually transforming the production mode of the mountain people, and even the entire Baisen Mountains, so that they are close to the political camp we want and become what we want. To become a solid, reliable, hardworking and brave Xinshan people with the necessary character!"
Being so pointed by Ian, Scott immediately felt that his thinking was much clearer, and he completely understood all of Ian's work this year almost instantly.
Those transformations that seem to be just beating the corners, one hammer here and the other, are actually aimed at solving all the problems of the mountain people at the most fundamental level!
then……
Based on this, change the fate and future of all mountain people!
These lines of thought Scott had thought about in the past, but had never been able to formulate them himself.
But that's enough.
"You're already very smart."
Although Ian was happy in his heart, he still sighed: "Qingchao and Guying have already answered this question. Guess what they said?"
Scott shook his head, while the white-haired boy looked deeply at the distant forest: "One of them said that the reason why the mountain people have such a character is because the Bison Dragon God has such a character, and the people follow the gods—— Qing Chao is not wrong, Baisen Dragon God is really hot-tempered, and he often fights with other dragons, I have seen a lot from his memory, no wonder this dragon died early, it is basically self-inflicted."
"As for Guying... He said he wanted to study the genes of the mountain people, and asked me for a sum of money. This guy really knows how to ask for money, and Hua An should learn from him."
Scott was silent.He understood what Ian meant.
"Qingchao represents the military force in the territory, and the training camp he leads is the training camp for the cadres who will lead the sublimation of Xiahui in the future."
Ian patted Scott on the shoulder: "Guying is the dean of the research institute and a representative of scientific research."
"But whether it's military or scientific research, they don't have any 'purpose' themselves. They can only serve our territory and people. No matter how powerful and smart they are, they must also serve the requirements of our territory and people. , self-optimize to solve the needs of the two, and formulate future development plans.”
"Qingchao and Guying didn't think of this at all. They don't know what ordinary people need and what they need to learn...but you are different, Scott, you know very well what ordinary people need."
"I've seen your wasteland reclamation strategy for dealing with the western swamps. How many land reclamators are matched with how many guards, Qing Chao and other knights are sent to expel dangerous monsters before land reclamation, the distribution of defense facilities in the gathering place, the doctors and medicine reserves inside the gathering place, And the rules of the pioneers' internal management...these designs are very good, they can be called perfect."
"Don't you think this is a kind of power? Knowing what people need and being able to solve problems is quite a powerful ability!"
"I……"
Scott opened his mouth, and he finally just whispered: "I just saw people die for no reason before, so I don't want these things to happen again..."
The scent of rhododendrons flashed in his heart, and there was a moment of tingling and sadness.
He didn't want to do it a second time.
"Yes, you still have empathy." Ian said with a smile: "True empathy, empathy that can act and change, not just pretend to be invisible after a sting-this is also very important. A rare ability."
"The third advantage - you are a very rare person who can understand what is called society."
Scott is sitting.
To be honest, if it wasn't for Ian, he wouldn't even know that he was so outstanding.
He is obviously just a mortal...how could he have so many advantages?
"I've seen that in recent times you've decided to slow down resource exports, slow down production of all kinds of goods, and divert a significant chunk of funding to education."
Ian looked at Scott seriously, and he said calmly: "I directly agreed with your decision at that time, but now, I want to hear the reason."
"...because there is a limit to demand."
Scott thought for a while in silence, and then slowly opened his mouth: "Whether it is the mountain people's demand for Xiahui collar iron farm tools and various alchemy products, or the demand for alchemy plating agents and various light prisms on the western front , the demand for magnetic storm weapons is limited—as long as the war is still going on, there will be no shortage of orders."
"But on the other hand, when the war is over, will there still be orders? Will there be such a steady stream?"
"We can make a lot of money in the first place by expanding our production line, and we can also quickly absorb those unemployed immigrants in the territory. After simple education, they will quickly learn how to make these products, and the territory can quickly recover A lot of money. But if there is no order, these alchemy workshops will go bankrupt, right? How many people will be unemployed at that time, and will there be time for transformation?"
Speaking of this, Scott took a deep breath, he gritted his teeth, and said, "My former neighbor was a herb picker...I know that one year, the herb pickers picked all the herbs that were easy to pick in the mountains. Leaving even a little seed... As a result, in the second year, the herbs became extremely rare and could not be picked at all."
"That year was a disaster. Many people were so poor that they couldn't help themselves. Many people needed help from others... The whole city was crying."
"That's why I understand that even if it is a herb that is scattered all over the mountains and plains, some seeds must be left in order to reap one crop this year and continue to reap another crop next year."
"What's the point of earning quick money for a while? With the agricultural building and Xiahui grass, the territory will never be short of money after getting out of the haze of the food disaster."
"After the war, the order will disappear, and we will blindly expand production, just like a weed mower who does not leave seeds - and education is the process of cultivating seeds to make the next year's herbs better."
"My lord, that's what I think...we are now leaders rather than ordinary people, so what we need to focus on is the future and the employment of future citizens...and this needs to address education, medical care, transportation, childbirth and housing The problem."
"The latter two are relatively simple in Xiahui, the land is sufficient, and everyone is willing to have children."
"Transportation requires the cooperation of the mountain people to build roads, but it's not a big problem. Medical treatment can be solved with alchemy potions, so the most fundamental thing is the former."
"Our goal is not to earn more money. That is the thinking of businessmen. We are rulers. What we need to ensure is that the economic cycle can continue, and then rely on a good economic cycle to drive the foundation, increase the number of educated people, and increase the territory. The average quality of the people."
"That's why I think production expansion should be put on hold and the money invested in education."
Pop, pop, pop.
Ian applauds.
When Iron Man's amber eyes were about to light up, and his face was as red as a piece of red-hot iron, the boy chuckled and said, "Do you think Qing Chao and Gu Ying want to get this level?"
"It can't be done!"
Ian shook his head exaggeratedly, and he sighed: "Qingchao has no economic sense at all, and Guying only asks me for funds--Old Farr can manage personnel, but he doesn't have the thinking mode of 'education is the most important', and Roland is more It's a man of science and technology, he is indifferent to human beings, and cares more about his engineering base."
"Yes. Large-scale infrastructure construction and education, coupled with gradual industrial upgrading, is the best way to maintain employment, taxation, and economic circulation in the territory—it is also a good foundation for the expansion of long-term production in the future. "
Standing up from the stone, Ian raised his head and looked at the sky.
"Scott."
He said lightly: "The territory and people I want are not a group of primitive mountain tribes, a big city that seems to be prosperous but sucks people's flesh and blood. I don't want a group of ignorant blind people, and I don't want people who only agree with my decision. "
"What I want is a group of citizens who have self-thinking, independent personality, and have received higher education. What I want is a set of advanced laboratories with scholars educated by the most advanced education system. What I want is a group of food and clothing. Worry-free, free people who can support me in everything, and the most advanced and prosperous big city where they live."
"I want their minds. I want their wealth. I want their lives and their futures to make my dreams come true."
"Scott, can you understand?"
The boy turned around.
Scott saw those eyes.
Just like nine years ago, those eyes were shining with aqua blue brilliance.
Compared to that perfect face like a work of art, compared to the power powerful enough to affect the surrounding natural spiritual field, what Scott noticed the first time was still the pair of eyes...the pair are consistent, bright Like the sun, eyes that are never dazed or hesitant.
Looking into those eyes, Scott's body trembled a little... not fear, but excitement.
- Ian is extraordinary -
He knew nine years ago that he was lucky enough to find someone he could follow for a lifetime and never regret.
A sage who can make mortals no longer mortals, and make mortals shine.
"I see."
So, the Iron People stood up.Facing his lord, he said in a deep voice, "My lord, your will is my direction!"
"Don't be too stressed. When I'm not here, do whatever you think. I believe in you and forgive you even if I'm wrong."
Facing Scott who was suddenly very serious, Ian waved his hands a little funny: "We are not the kind of high-pressure organization that does not forgive mistakes. I can trust very few people. Of course you are allowed to make mistakes-I myself will Made a mistake."
"It's like this time, Scott, you asked me about the sublimation skills of the Lightning System. You need to bear an attack yourself to learn... There are many things that cannot be understood without making mistakes."
"Sometimes, you have to learn like this, and endure the assaults of life in order to learn something very important."
- Assault of life.
Scott chewed on the vocabulary.
Until Ian left Xiahui Territory and went to Nauman City to take the big ship to Canaan Moor, he was still thinking about this word.
yes.Life attacks all living beings at all times.I was attacked by life again and again, and I gradually learned my current character.
I don't want the old man to die helplessly and suddenly without medicine.I don't want people to be attacked by monsters and disappear due to accidents.I don't want people to be disturbed by war again.
Every attack in life is urging the formation of dreams.
In order for everyone to live in peace, he still needs to do a lot of things.
"My lord doesn't specifically want to do this—it's just his dream, which requires a wealthy territory, a group of well-fed and educated people."
Standing by the window of the office building on the top floor of the city hall, Scott stared at Ian's carriage drifting away until it disappeared at the end of the road: "I don't know his real dream, but it must be like Offa Road. In that way, something magnificent that can change the world."
"And I can help him."
Ian is always busy.Ian always has a lot to do.
He was always going from one place to another, never resting.
So, Scott couldn't stop either.
For Ian's wish, for the wish of someone who can change the world.
For the wishes of the pioneers.
--Yes.I finally understand.
he thinks.smile.
——The reason why I came to this world is to follow him to change the world.
The plot of Xiahui collar is over, I will ask for a day off tomorrow to write the next detailed outline!
(End of this chapter)
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