Lucifer sacrificed too much for world peace

"...Coffee Beans from the Garden of Eden and "I'm Going" Issue [-]—"

In the dining area on the first floor of a hotel, the caravan who happened to be staying here began to read aloud the products they had in accordance with the usual practice. If there was anyone in need in the store, they would come to the caravan to buy after that.

A middle-aged man who was eating peacefully at the side raised his head in confusion and looked at the caravan.

The first few products are okay to say, what the hell is this "I do what I do"?

The caravan's list was read in a short while, and someone in the store immediately stepped forward: "Please give me a copy of the fourth issue of "I Do My Way."

"Okay!" The people in the caravan readily took out a copy and handed it to the man.

The man took the newspaper and found a place to sit down. The middle-aged man who was confused about the item "I Do My Way" happened to be eating next to him. Seeing this, he couldn't help asking: "Is this a newspaper? Why?" Such a strange name?"

The young man who was reading the front page was stunned for a moment, and immediately said enthusiastically: "Yes, yes, this is the newspaper... It is said that it is called "I Do My Way" to encourage everyone to contribute... Is this the first time you know about this newspaper? ?”

"Yeah." The middle-aged man pushed the plate away after eating, "Before I retreated to sort out the information, I didn't have time to pay attention to the changes outside. What is this newspaper about? News?"

The young man shook his head: "No, it's...some fictional stories."

"Fictitious story?" The middle-aged man was confused and curious, and wanted to discuss this topic in depth, so he no longer kept his distance like he did with people who met by chance, but introduced himself, "Sorry, I didn't have time before, Fan Erna, just call me that."

The young man didn't mind saying: "Then you can also call me Stendhal—yes, they are fictional stories, which are different from epics. They are basically fictional and never happened. They are a brand new literary model... …Do you like to have a look?"

Verne really wanted to read it: "Wait a minute, I'll go buy a copy."

"No, you can take a look at my copy first. If you still want to keep it, go buy a copy." Stendhal said sympathetically, "Most of it has been serialized in Chapter 4, although there is a previous summary, but directly It must be hard to watch from Chapter 4."

Verne was dumbfounded.

What about serialization?He just retreated for a month, why are there so many new things outside...

Stendhal put the newspaper directly into Verne's hands, and then enthusiastically opened it to a certain page: "Come on, take a look at this page first, these two are short stories, you can read them directly, if you want to understand what is You can understand it after reading a fictional novel.”

Although the two words fiction and novel are understood separately, when they are put together, for a person who has only seen semi-fictional epics at most, the image is very blurred.

The feeling of being confused because you probably understand it because you haven't seen it before is very uncomfortable.

Verne followed Stendhal's advice and began to read the two articles seriously.

After reading it for a while, Verne understood what a fictional novel is.At the same time, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

If this is a fiction... isn't it just playing with imagination?He thinks he can do it too, and he can do it too!

"Is this newspaper accepting contributions?" Verne asked.

"Yes, I remember the submission was on the last page..." After saying that, Stendhal turned the newspaper to the last side, and then froze.

Verne frowned and read: "The first Sage Cup Theme Contest is now accepting submissions. The theme is 'The city I live in in a hundred years'. The submission period is..."

Stendhal was also a little confused, but he quickly understood: "Ah, this should not affect normal submissions. Look at the one below, which does not limit the subject."

"Oh." Verne's eyes fell on the second call for papers, but his mind ran away from the first call for papers, "The city I live in a hundred years later... what can I write about this topic? ?”

"Are you going to contribute to this essay competition?" Stendhal raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it difficult to write about this topic? Because I really can't think of a big change. If the change is small, the writing will be no different from what it is now. It feels different." It is too in line with the theme of a hundred years later..."

"Why hasn't there been any change?" The caravan was not far away from them, so they answered casually when they heard it, "At least in terms of transportation, there will definitely be earth-shaking changes in a while."

Stendhal was taken aback, and suddenly thought of something: "Ah... that steam train? It's not that fast, is it? Although it was well imagined in the leaflet at that time, the steam engine was not even developed, and the steam train was even farther away. .”

"No, no, the steam engine has been developed." The caravan said with a smile, "I came from the Garden of Eden, and I know more than you."

Stendhal is young and energetic, and because of his understanding of the church, he is not convinced by this statement: "Even if you are from the Garden of Eden, you don't necessarily know the progress of other people's research? And things like updating transportation methods..."

The person in the caravan said: "I just know, they are studying downstairs, and there is quite a lot of noise when they quarrel."

Stendhal didn't expect this response: "...??? Do you know the person who developed the steam engine?"

Verne, who was unable to understand what they were talking about because of the information lag caused by retreat, said, "...???"

What is a steam engine?What is a steam train?In fact, I did not retreat for a month, but for a year, right? !

"Hey, it's the seminar on the leaflet. It's held on the first floor of the Apple store. Our chamber of commerce usually gathers on the second floor. Isn't that a coincidence?"

The people in the caravan thought this incident was quite interesting: "We were talking about something above, and suddenly there was a commotion below, then silence suddenly, and cheers suddenly, sometimes it is quite scary."

"So, the steam engine was really built? Can it be used? What about the steam train?" Stendhal asked.

"Well, I haven't seen the steam train yet, but when the steam car is running, I can see it clearly upstairs." The caravan adjusted to a comfortable sitting position, and it seemed that it was going to make a long speech , "There is no horse-drawn horse, and there is no need for people to work as hard as pedaling a bicycle. You really sit on it, and the steam rushes out, and the car runs by itself!"

Verne was confused when he heard this: "Sorry, what's the matter with the steam engine?"

"Ah, wait a minute." The people in the caravan dug through the food in their bags and found another flyer, "This is the flyer that Mr. Sage asked us to send out before. I kept a copy for myself as a souvenir." , everything you want to know is written on it.”

Verne looked at it ten times at a glance, and became excited when he saw half of it: "It will be more convenient for us to travel in the future?"

"Yes!" The caravan patted his thigh, "Then let the steam train pull you, and you don't have to suffer from the horse-drawn carriage. This carriage is said to run much faster than the carriage. In the future, even if you live in the Garden of Eden and work in the Tower of Babel, this is no longer a problem!"

Stendhal pondered: "In this case, the theme of 'the city you live in a hundred years later' is really something to write about... I feel that if 100 years have passed, the changes may be really great, at least outsiders will definitely feel the same. Become more."

Due to the stagnation of social development in this world, the previous hundred years have not changed much, so even if there is such a huge change now, it is still difficult for everyone's imagination to fly, and it is still limited to a small range.

"It's not just a steam train." The businessman hesitated for a while when he said this, and finally made up his mind under the curious gazes of the two people on the opposite side, and continued, "Actually, the printing press with the steam engine as the core power is about to be put into use."

Verne was stunned. What did Eden do during his retreat?

Stendhal was also surprised: "It wasn't mentioned in the leaflet, how did you know?"

The businessman coughed and said embarrassingly: "It's like this... Aren't they developing steam engines downstairs? Later, I don't know what happened, so I came to the second floor to discuss sponsorship with our chamber of commerce with my own ideas. I invested in this aspect... I invested in the improvement of the printing press, and I feel that this is very promising."

"yes……"

"Yeah, for example, for this "I Do My Way", when I was in the previous city, I would control the number of sales within a certain range, because although this newspaper has only published a few issues, its popularity is beyond imagination. No matter how many copies I take, there are always not enough to sell. If I sell out in the previous cities, and I’m not sure that the quantity of other people’s holdings will last, then the cities farther away from the Garden of Eden will not see new ones. Is it serialized?"

Stendhal nodded deeply: "That's right, it's really unbearable for this kind of newspaper to be cut off once."

The businessman shrugged: "So, I must at least make sure that the last city I arrive at will have a copy, so that they will borrow each other, and the serial will not be broken... We have all told the people in the printing factory, and I hope she will be more happy." Print a little, but she said that the printing machine can only print such a small amount every day, and she is also very embarrassed, so even if it is for people in remote areas, I want to invest in printing machines.”

Verne was moved by him: "You are so kind."

"Hahaha, no, it's because the investment will indeed pay off." The businessman said frankly, "For the sake of chatting with you, I have some hidden products here, do you want to know more about them? "

"...what else needs to be hidden?"

"Well, something that is popular in Eden, but out-of-town churches might have an opinion."

82. Chapter 82