I will be crowned king

"In other words, as long as you have this blueprint, you can build a differential engine exactly like this one?!"

After listening to the other party's story, Karl stammered and asked, his eyes almost looking straight.

Regarding the "knowledge" mastered by the Holy See, Carl Bain, who was born in a country boy and spent most of his life in the army, had no idea about this term. His impression was almost that it was associated with certain clothes made of high quality and thick-lensed glasses. Category, or the appearance of the priests in the small church in my hometown.

Of course, this concept was completely shattered after he learned that Anson was actually a top graduate of both the Royal Military Academy and St. Isaac's College.

One of the great benefits of joining the army, especially in Clovis, is that even the lowest-level soldier can interact with many unheard-of emerging technologies and equipment: heavy four-wheeled baggage carriages, railroad tracks, steam trains, new propellants, steam Powder mill... Clovis, who founded his country on military power, has never been stingy in the use of technology.

And after following a certain commander-in-chief, I saw a lot more: large airships, steam guns, land cruisers, repeating rifles...all kinds of unheard of and unseen emerging equipment appeared one after another, so much that Karl It's hard to be surprised anymore.

Therefore, in Karl's stereotype, "knowledge" has changed from a specific person to a specific weapon and equipment. An airship flying in the sky that can carry dozens or hundreds of soldiers, cannons and countless ammunition has become In his eyes, he saw the ultimate wisdom in human eyes.

Then Wilhelm Gottfried suddenly told him that there was a machine in the world that could not only defeat him and the entire army staff, but also predict the future?

Even these are not the most advanced technologies in the "difference engine", or even only a small part of its functions? !

Dear Saint Isaac, you were not unjust at all when you were assassinated by the Holy See - you have researched everything for the next one hundred or even two hundred years by yourself, leaving those smart people who are not so smart how to survive. ah!

He sighed here, but did not notice that the technical consultant had already answered his question: "It is of course impossible to build an identical difference engine."

"As I said, there is a lot of knowledge related to mechanics and physics, and my main focus is mathematics and runes. This is no longer the time when Saint Isaac was alive. At that time, there were no divisions in subjects. At today's level, even a top master in alchemy has to learn carpentry and model making. But now... if you ask a professor of history, he might not be able to tell the difference between a boiler and a steam core."

"But on the other hand, as long as I can find such a person, I'll be fine with the drawings you provided, right?" Anson had nothing to regret and took the drawings handed over by William with great interest. , looked at it very seriously, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Well, I really can’t understand it at all.

But this is not a problem. He can't find someone who understands the blueprints, but it doesn't mean that Luther Franz can't find him... With the level of the archbishop and his identity as the Truth Society, there has been no one in the Diocese of Clovis for so many years. He has cultivated personal power, but he doesn't believe it.

Since the level of this difference engine is so high, and its computing power is even five times that of the one in the basement of Clovis Cathedral, if it can be built, the truth will definitely not be uninterested; in this way, I will also have the opportunity to join the truth. The bargaining chips and voting certificates will not be manipulated too thoroughly.

"To understand technology, you need a specialized workshop." William rested his elbow on the difference engine and took out a pocket watch from his chest with his right hand: "I don't know much about the Vatican's research on the difference engine. , but there is a high probability that they have not yet mastered the technology for mass production of this kind of equipment.”

"Oh, why do you say that?"

"There is no reason, just like Chief of Staff Carl Bain can declare that Clovis City will not see the sun tomorrow - it is just a matter of experience." William sighed:

"To put it simply, if I were the Pope - of course this is just a metaphor - I could mass-produce the Difference Engine, then the first thing I would do would be to promote it to the world and let all those in power , all the rich realized its value, making it more marketable than wine, tobacco and coffee.”

“If any technology wants to make progress, the most important thing is data...it can only be experienced after it has been actually used thousands, tens of thousands or even billions of times, in all imaginable and unimaginable environments. Only through testing can we obtain data that is truly sufficient to improve technology and achieve progress and breakthroughs.”

"From this aspect, the Holy See has probably achieved mass production of steam cores, so it will partially lift the restrictions on this technology in the 100th year of the Saints calendar... Well, but this is actually not news. As early as When Clovis made up his mind to build a steam train, the Holy See had already begun to transfer technology to Clovis and handed over many parts of the steam core to Clovis for production."

"But the Holy See is also responsible for protecting knowledge from being abused and causing chaos - at least that's what they claim to be." Anson asked:

"If the technology of the differential engine is not disseminated, will there be any considerations in this regard?"

"Maybe, maybe the popes of all ages really believed in their mottos and doctrines and carried them out without any doubt." William opened the cover of the watch and stared at the hands above with exasperation:

"Just to be fair, if this technology is relaxed and spread, will it be more conducive to the Holy See's blockade and control of knowledge - recording all knowledge in small memory cards, anyone who wants to learn or understand something When it comes to things, you no longer need to research and study. If you rack your brains to find such a card, you can get it effortlessly."

Anson was startled for a moment, then subconsciously asked: "What are you waiting for?"

"Nothing, it's just that before you and Chief of Staff Carl Bain came, I also used this machine to calculate the probability of another thing."

As William spoke, he showed the pocket watch in his hand to the two of them: "After inputting all the known information and a little bit of my own subjective conjecture, the judges of the Truth Seeking Order are about 50% There is a nine chance that we will find this place today.”

As his voice fell, the pointer on the pocket watch began to gradually approach the direction of the central zero point: three, two, one...

……"boom--!"

Kicking open the door of the warehouse basement, Cole Dorian looked in astonishment as the three people below him turned their heads at the same time, staring at his face in perfect agreement, and his whole body froze.

"You guys...why are you here?"

"I...why are you here...this seems to be a more appropriate question for us to ask, right?" Anson couldn't help but said:

"This is the secret base of the 'Whispering' gang, and if nothing else happens, there should be only 'Whispering' himself and a few of his closest confidants..."

"Only the most trusted subordinates know this. I know this!" Cole interrupted impatiently: "But this is actually false information. We have just confirmed that this place has nothing to do with the 'Whisper' gang!"

"It doesn't matter?!"

This time it was Anson who was shocked: "But that night he really told me that this was his 'secret base' and he hoped to use the treasure he hid here in exchange for freedom."

"Treasure?" Cole raised his eyebrows and looked around at the empty warehouse and underground secret room: "Where is the treasure?"

"Yeah, where is it?"

Anson spread his hands and said, "That's why I didn't give him his freedom in the end."

Cole Dorian: "..."

The Chief Inquisitor suddenly felt a dull pain in his temples, and some very unpleasant memories began to resurface in his mind - as long as he was related to the guy in front of him, overtime and all kinds of troubles would continue.

The problem is that what Sera Vigil said is right. If he wants to catch the murderer behind the "Whispers", he must cooperate with Anson Bach and use his hands to catch those people hiding in the upper echelons of the War Department. The evidence therein.

But if he spoke directly, first of all, he seemed to be suspected of interfering in secular affairs, and more importantly, he owed this guy a favor - Cole had a strong hunch that he had better not get too involved with this guy. Better.

"You still haven't answered my question, why are you here?" Cole Dorian took a deep breath, changed the subject very abruptly, raised his hand and pointed at William, who had two dark circles under his eyes: "And this guy...I Remember, he should still be in Clovis Cathedral, why did he sneak out alone?"

"Why... because the trial on the charges against the Army Department has ended. If I remember correctly, according to the agreement, our technical advisor should be temporarily free, right?"

Anson was still confused, and asked in a matter-of-fact tone: "Of course it was my mistake not to report it to the inquisitor in advance, but I didn't bring William back secretly. The inquisitor wouldn't have known - Right, Chief of Staff Carl?”

"It's absolutely true!" Carl Bain nodded seriously:

"I went directly to Clovis Cathedral to pick him up. The priests and nuns present at the time can all testify for me that I did not deliberately conceal my identity. I definitely did not do this secretly."

"Yeah, if William hadn't been invited here openly, we would still be on tenterhooks."

"That's right, that's right. After all, he is a person who is clearly wanted by the Vatican. The Truth-seeking Cultivator's agreement to stay under observation is already the maximum tolerance. Who would ask for trouble? Anyway, I won't."

"Probably none of us can, but after all, 'Whispers' is involved with some Old God Sect organizations. The most important thing is that he seems to have mastered some knowledge that ordinary Old God Sects cannot master. In order to collect evidence, I had no choice but to ask him to come over."

"Oh, so it turns out that 'Whispers' is also involved with the Old God Sect?"

"Of course, otherwise, why do you think the dignified Chief Inquisitor would come here specially? Is it possible that Clovis' Inquisitor has been too idle and needs to intervene in the security of the city?"

"Indeed, I was so negligent that I didn't notice such an important point."

...The two sang together, causing William standing in the middle to turn his head back and forth so much that no one would be surprised even if the exhausted technical consultant's head fell to the ground the next second.

"Okay, okay, no need to perform anymore."

Cole Dorian, who looked helpless, had to interrupt and said: "You have been searching for so long, have you found any valuable clues, information or the like?"

"Are you asking for information or clues?" Karl asked first.

"Oh, do you have information about 'Whispers'?!"

"We have it!" the chief of staff said quickly: "According to my previous investigation, this garbage treatment plant may have nothing to do with the 'Whisper' gang, but it is probably an industry under his own name. The specific process is that he secretly bought it first An abandoned garbage disposal plant, and then..."

"We already know this!"

Cole sighed helplessly: "What about the evidence?"

"Evidence..." Karl turned his head and looked at Anson aside. The commander-in-chief immediately understood:

"We carefully investigated the boxes of logistics supplies. Although we did not find evidence that they were directly issued by the Ministry of War, we found the factories and shipping warehouses that produced these supplies. If we follow this clue, we will definitely find them and the Ministry of War. Some people at the top have evidence of involvement!”

"We already know this!" Cole's eyes widened:

"But what does it have to do with this warehouse?!"

"It doesn't matter!" Anson looked at him curiously:

"But you are asking about evidence and clues, and they do not necessarily have to be related to this factory."

"I……?!!!"

Cole Dorian only felt a surge of hot blood rushing to the top of his head, and his whole body was like a powder keg with a fuse. He wanted to "decorate" these three ugly faces with lead bullets immediately.

It was at this time...

"Your Excellency the Chief Inquisitor!"

A judge wearing a black leather trench coat, half of his face covered by the brim of his hat, suddenly came up behind Cole, covered his mouth with his hand and whispered a few words in his ear. The furious Cole instantly changed from furious to... Shocked, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"... Got it, tell Sera Virgil and I'll be there right away."

After sending away the inquisitor who came to report the news, Cole let out a long sigh of relief and calmed down. Even the three guys below didn't look so hateful anymore:

"Sierra just discovered an abandoned factory similar to this one in a street near the inner city. In a basement there, he found a strange-looking difference machine. He suspects it is related to the Whisper gang."

"Since you are so interested in this matter, why not come along and satisfy your curiosity?"

My head hurts a little when I wake up in the morning, and I seem to have more phlegm, but I'm still healthy. Thank you for your concern.