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Cecil felt that the poor science and technology in this world was certainly due to the lack of the strange law of combustion reaction, and it was also related to the extreme development of magic.

Compared with science and technology that does not know the direction of development, the study of magic is much easier to explore, and it has existed since ancient times.He asked a lot of things from Langdon, Luther, and the scrolls. The development and classification of magic is very rich, such as non-essential magic, which is specialized in eating, drinking, and entertainment. No matter what you want, you can research it.

The backwardness of science and technology is not due to people's laziness or ignorance, but more because they can't figure out the direction. Even in modern society, every country's research on new technologies is spreading the net widely, and they will never invest in a technology that is only theoretical. A lot of money, no matter how complete and feasible the theory is, history has proved that it is entirely possible for the theory to take detours.

However, once this theory is proved to be feasible in practice, not only this country, but also that country, many countries will rush to invest in this industry. As long as the money is in place, no matter how high the technical fortress is, it can always be broken.Therefore, the advantage of the traveler does not lie in the whimsy, but in knowing that this direction is feasible, and will never take a detour.

Cecil didn't have any sense of superiority at the moment, and he just felt very sad when he walked on the streets of Ebo.

In this world, it is not easy to promote a new non-magic thing. Everyone is more inclined to magic. Most "developed" countries use magic, and there are more powerful countries of pure magic. Others will not be jealous or attack these magics countries, because with luck, anyone can join these countries.

There are always some low-level residents who don't know magic in the kingdom of magic. Unlike imagination, these people are not new additions, but descendants of the original magic residents.When their parents die, these residents who do not have magical talents will instantly fall to the bottom, and they will no longer be able to maintain a decent life of residents, and their next generation will suffer from high housing prices, exaggerated education funds and unaffordable daily expenses. Leave the kingdom of magic.

On the contrary, the newly joined residents are usually because of their outstanding magical talents. They are high-spirited and attract people's attention. As the standards for magical talents have become stricter over the years, the residents who can enter the country of magic have become more and more advanced. These newcomers It can be said that the future is boundless.

The most wonderful thing is that this kind of stepping up to the sky does not require hard work, nor does it require any struggle, all it needs is luck.Even a commoner like Mrs. Klass had fantasized about giving birth to a magical child and being able to bring her into the magical kingdom.

This is a disguised channel for the upper class and the lower class to flow, and at the same time, it also allows the kingdom of magic to occupy various resources and positions without being attacked.

Once it is related to magic, the gap between civilizations will be much weaker. At this point, people's views of good and evil are more inclined to magic than civilization. This is also a kind of pragmatism. After all, everyone must live.When civilization is the standard to keep people alive, people favor civilization, and when magic can improve the quality of life, people immediately don't care so much about civilization.

Conversely, when there is no magic, people are very concerned about the barriers between civilizations.

For example, if Cecil wanted to open a store, even if he wanted to set up a stall on the side of the road or simply sell something, he would have to go through the strict review of Ebo's "city management"—yes, the translation is "city management" two words.

This is still based on the identity of the Gay Knights. If it is Luther, don’t even think about entering it. If it is Mrs. Klass, a commoner in the country must also submit a report, detailing the purpose of doing business, what to sell, how to make, and operate. Time and other issues, in this way, she can't do it, because she can't read!

"Still writing a report?" Cecil said to the farmer in a dazed mood, "Written?"

"Yes." The farmer said, "Are you short of parchment? I can send it to you. How big do you want?"

"I just set up a small stall."

"As long as there is a transaction, it must be written."

"..."

Nima, why is it so easy for others to start a business when they travel through time, pick a load and put it on the ground in a crowded place, and it's over, and then they have to write a written report? !

"Oh, yes, no less than eight hundred characters." The farmer added, "Do you need anything else? Ink? Candles? Silver bars?"

Why are there still candles and silver bars?

We dare not say, we dare not ask.

Cecil was so full of doubts that he was polite, and he didn't dare to ask for it. After all, it wasn't worthwhile to exchange the "friendship" of a local rich and native for these things that could be bought with money. He had something he wanted.

"If possible, can you help me get herbs?" Cecil actually still wanted to make condiments, thinking that many condiments were used as medicines in the past, and he tried to pick up the missing ones.

In fact, it is almost impossible to pick up leaks in ordinary life. Things like Huhuanglian not only look terrible, but also taste completely unacceptable. The big guy who blindly prescribes the medicine is the fierce one.

Generally speaking, things that taste "like" can be quickly developed by the local people. The reason for not being developed is that the local area is not suitable for growth, such as bean sprouts and beans. Cecil asked the farmer People have never heard of it, because bean sprouts are suitable for humid environments. This place is either in the rainy season, causing floods, or in the dry season, it depends entirely on groundwater, and it is not suitable for bean sprouts to grow at all.

Therefore, Cecil can only hope that he will miss the medicine.

The farmer was overjoyed when he heard that: "Are you going to open a hospital here?"

"No, we can't talk about the hospital, just looking at some minor ailments for everyone." Cecil said, "Besides, I don't plan to live in Ebo. I built a house less than half a day away from here."

"As expected of the Gay Knights, they actually built a house as soon as they came!" The farmer exclaimed, "I will definitely help you do it!"

Cecil came for nothing, filled himself with dry, white magic bread, and went home sad.This time, we still have to go over the mountain. Even if we don’t go in, of course we can’t come out. Let’s wait for the Dongfeng Pass to visit.

Luther had been waiting for a long time, and he asked Cecil as soon as he saw him. He didn't hide anything, and asked after he finished speaking: "The parchment is fine, why are you asking about candles and silver?"

"Don't you have a seal?" Luther asked back, "If you wrote the report, if you don't have a seal, how can you prove that you wrote it?"

"Even if you have a seal, you can prove it?" Cecil snapped back angrily, "Can't you just pretend?"

"There is a personal magic imprint, this cannot be faked." Luther squinted and said, "The magician can detect your real name from the magic imprint, which is what the owner of this seal thinks he is called, which is very difficult to impersonate. Yes, if you put A's name on it, and it is detected that the person who stamped it thinks he is B, then you will not pass the test."

Please magic let me go, fuck!

Cecil was about to howl, just an [-]-word report would be a headache, let alone this one.Returning home with broken feelings, he couldn't cheer up seeing Langdon's face.

"What's wrong?" Langdon asked strangely.

After Cecil explained all the troubles, Langdon smiled calmly and said, "Did you lose your seal?"

Cecil nodded dejectedly.

"It doesn't matter, you can use mine, and I will visit with you when the time comes." Langdon said, "You can write the report in your native language, and the magic of interpreting includes writing, but you must be able to read. Don’t worry about the seasonings. The grilled mushrooms you make are already delicious. I think as long as the price is right, you don’t have to worry about sales. As for the treatment, you should do your best. Most people don’t like the treatment without magic. I don’t have any hope, and I won’t be jealous because of it.”

After finishing speaking, Cecil's depression was swept away. Looking at the provocative face and gentle smile of the male god, he felt that the plan to subdue this man must be carried out quickly - he just didn't know where to start, did he? What should I send flowers?

The next day, Cecil got up very early. After washing up, he ran outside to look at the grass everywhere. He pulled out a pile without hesitation, and weaved his fingers like flying with the energy of working in Yiwu. Soon, A straw hat came out. He compared the size and found it fit well, so he wove it outside again. When Langdon finished exercising, he excitedly went over and handed the straw hat, saying, "For you."

Langdon first gave Cecil a kiss on the cheek in a gentlemanly manner, then took the straw hat and said, "For me?"

"Yeah!" said Cecil, "there's no flowers in this damn place, or I'd like to weave you a wreath. . . bah, the kind you wear on your head, but this one's pretty good, too, for shade, you try?"

Langdon pulled the hat back on his head—so big that the brim covered his eyes.

Cecil grabbed the hat in embarrassment, and said angrily, "I'll make it up for a while."

"Okay, thank you." Langdon was as gentle as ever, "I've written the report for you, take it to my room."

So fast?

Cecil rushed to Langdon's room, except for the straw mat bed, everything was the same as before, nothing changed.He picked up a piece of parchment on the stake table, and the first line that caught his eye was:

Dear Ebo Urban Management Team, under the guidance of Ebo’s national conditions and laws, our Gay Knights strictly follow the route of improving civilian life and enriching daily necessities. In line with the policy of making a lot of money, we hope to carry out food sales activities... …

Cecil felt flustered when he saw it, and kept hinting to himself: This is a translator!Here is the translation!do not be afraid!Don't be cowardly!Just do it!

The [-]-word report was written so smoothly that Cecil deeply doubted whether the Templars wrote materials specifically.

"Master Knight, Master Ai is here to deliver the medicine!" Mrs. Klass's voice sounded outside the house.

Cecil quickly put down the frightening report, ran out of the house, and saw a yak standing not far away, with a cloth bag hanging down to both sides on its back. Less stuff.

All kinds of gods and Buddhas, bless me to succeed in picking up leaks!

After saying such a prayer, Cecil walked over.