Chapter 218 [Driving] Ability
When the craftsmen heard about imitating guns, they showed a subtle expression on their faces, "Are you making things difficult for me?"
"Laosha, it seems simple to disassemble these parts of yours, but the actual requirements are very high."
"After a slight error, the bullet will explode!"
"As for the production of explosives, even the Empire did not expect, why should we?"
Another craftsman, thrust his mouth and pointed at the spiral pattern in the barrel of the gun: "Let me tell you, this is called rifling, there are formulas, you need to learn mathematics!"
"You study hard and learn to teach us."
As soon as he heard about mathematics, Shakaner felt a little cold.
He has heard some math when he is bored these days.
After all, he is a second-level master, with a magical attribute of up to 8.8 and a flexible mind. The content of elementary school is simply like Zhang Fei''s bean sprouts - a piece of cake!
But when it comes to high school content, such as three-dimensional geometry and conical curves, it starts to get bigger.
Especially when I learn calculus, I feel...
Life is meaningless.
But no matter how difficult it is, both craftsmen and militia feel the power of knowledge.
The former neighbor next door, the Empire, may be the limit of empiricism.
Next, if you want to go further, you need scientific thinking.
Just discussing this way,
Everyone, I don’t know which heartstring touched, and suddenly became silent.
Can we survive?
Survive with a brand new identity.
Not only do you have to survive, but you also have to...live better!
A group of militia, plus a group of craftsmen, looked into the distant distance.
They think of their dead relatives and peek into the confused future.
…
In another low room, the elder Sha Sanli lit an oil lamp.
Accompanied by a bright ball of lights, the oil lamp emits a smell of gasoline.
The territory of Sanli people has scarce water sources, but there is too much oil to count.
Some oil penetrates directly from the ground, forming black lakes.
They have invented some of the most superficial oil utilization technologies.
For example, using petroleum as lubricant to make ink, and its simplest purpose is to burn!
The best oil is as clear as gasoline and has little smoke when burned.
If you use human professional terms, it is called "condensate" or "natural gasoline", this oil is much more expensive than ordinary oil and is often accompanied by natural gas.
Unfortunately, without technology, even if there is only Baoshan, they cannot use it.
Sasa Sanli took out a small notebook and began to read the contents.
At first glance, it actually is the pinyin in Chinese!
"What scriptures should I recite when I don''t sleep in the middle of the night?" the old woman cursed in the room.
"Hmph, what do you know?" After all, Sasa Sanli is the head of a big family and has a flexible mind.
The people in the family are well preserved and are one of the few prominent families in the village.
When the villagers saw him, they would shout "elder".
But times have changed!
If he doesn’t study hard, his status will not be guaranteed!
…
A small village has various life styles.
But today, most of them are hopeful.
No one knows what the future is like, but the hope at this moment is always beautiful.
Lu Yuan controlled the big tree to move his steps, wandered around the village, and eavesdropped on many small stories from the village.
The old cat jumped onto the branch, excited and kept eavesdropping - this guy was actually the most excited!
I don’t know what it was excited about, but it just put a burden on me. Looking at its cat’s tail that was about to reach the sky, I know how happy it is.
Lu Yuan actually knows nothing about politics and is not very interested in it, but now he can only accept the reality silently: "Alas, it really makes me feel a little weird when I suddenly become a leader."
"Can the emperors of all dynasties be put on this way?"
The old cat sneered, "The sky city has not yet risen, and you just want to be the emperor?"
"No, no, no, I can only provide force support, system, etc., just do whatever you want."
"What do I do... I''ll be a representative of the parliament?" Lu Yuan felt his face blushing a little.
Thinking back then, when he was in Dadongguo, he seemed to be far from this... He never cared about these things.
The old cat shook his head and said, "Although the sparrow is small, what system do you want?"
"It''s enough to develop productivity, but it doesn''t matter what else..." Lu Yuan felt as if he had been hit by a certain vision, so he quickly closed his mouth.
It’s not that he has no discipline and no faith and wants to betray the organization...
But what about the current cultural level?... The melon is not sweet.
The old cat was silent for a moment and changed the topic: "What ability have you gained? Why has it turned into a tree again?"
"Peacefully conquering alien civilizations is a milestone."
"I have gained the ability to [control]." Lu Yuan didn''t want to hide it, and he was even a little arrogant, and the thick tree trunk shook for a while.
Control? !
"Meow?!" The old cat was excited and almost fell from the tree. "You might as well control these people and do whatever you want."
Lu Yuan shook his head, actually he didn''t want to open this head.
If you use "control" too much, your thoughts will decline and your morality will change.
Using people directly as tools is obviously not what he hopes.
He always felt that people should be equal.
Even if people have the ability to distinguish between themselves and others, they cannot express the thinking of "I am one level higher than you" nakedly on the surface.
Otherwise, wouldn’t it become a feudal era and go backwards?
Moreover, Lu Yuan feels that his current life is in a relatively comfortable state.
He now has a sky city, and there are conch girls who can tease and brag and spank with the people in the village. It''s quite happy, and there is no need to force himself to change.
If you control others, you will never be a friend again.
As for the fate of the Sali clan, he just did something within his ability.
It really doesn''t work. After the sky city rises, find a place next to the mountains and rivers, and everyone part ways.
It’s okay for him to travel alone again with his friends!
So Lu Yuan said seriously: "I don''t want to do this, and I don''t have money. I can only control one person by killing the souls accumulated by several people. Do you give me the soul?"
"How much energy do you want?" Lao Mao was very excited, "I''ll help you plan."
"For those with poor strength, the consumption is smaller, and for those with high strength, especially those with high **** attributes, the consumption is extremely high."
"Let me say this, I have killed all the ten thousand people in the Sali clan, and I can just control an extraordinary creature with 12-13 points of god."
"Then your own soul is quite valuable." Lao Mao said, "Don''t you have 18 points of god?"
"Yes, I am indeed valuable." Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Conch is more valuable, equal to 43 million me."
[You are such a scumbag... Come on, kill your miserable conch girl in exchange for energy to control the strange phenomenon. 】
Conch complained, but her pretending to be pitiful had no effect.
The old cat asked again: "Is your life fruit valuable? Can it be used as the energy consumed by [control]?"
Lu Yuan''s face changed slightly. After thinking about it, it seemed...it seemed...probably...feasible?
There is no soul in the fruit of life.
But it contains huge idealistic energy, which is probably one-three percent of his soul''s value.
Actually, this is quite valuable because Lu Yuan’s divine attributes are high!
The value of the soul grows exponentially with the attributes of the gods.
His fruit of life is equivalent to 13 points of God''s soul, and it is more than enough to control ordinary people.
"How many fruits of your life are there?"
The vitality consumed by the fruit of life is positively related to Lu Yuan’s own strength.
Therefore, forcibly induced birth is not cost-effective.
Naturally growing, there are only 3 currently.
"There are three lives, and there are a lot of them. Take one life to control others." The old cat showed the side of the moral abyss, "Let them learn and work like cows and horses, and the city of the sky will rise soon."
"Ahem, Brother Cat, there are limits to driving."
"It is impossible to ask the person being controlled to engage in work beyond their personal abilities," Lu Yuan explained. "For example, let them learn glyphs and learn the contents of higher education in one day."
"If they are forced to learn these, these people will be mentally broken and lose their minds because they cannot complete it."
"So that''s it...a pity."
"Can you say something serious? It seems that you, the cat secretary, is very evil. I don''t want to control humans, I really don''t want to."
The old cat suddenly thought: "But you can control insects!"
"Those bugs have not been officially hatched yet. The consumption of [control] should be able to bear it, right? There is no need to have any moral burden. The bugs have no human thinking."
"But those bugs belong to Conch Girl..."
The old cat looked strange: "The City of Sky is also a conch... Why did you **** it? Don''t **** the bugs?"
Lu Yuan immediately shirked the responsibility: "I didn''t rob the City of Sky."
"I always believe that the Conch Queen is the supreme leader here and should shoulder the important task of leading civilization."
"I just need to be a general."
"I personally support the Queen of Conch."
A conch eavesdropping next to him was a little speechless
She is very self-aware.
With her stupidity, she can at most be a princess in the previous dynasty.
[Well... This human friend just wanted to kill the conch, but now he wants to support the conch. 】
[There is only one conch, you have to think about how you should treat her. 】
Lu Yuan had a stern face: "In the end, he decided to use the first person to control her."
Conch was puzzled: [I can only give you most of the insects, just leave me a king insect. Commander Lu, please don’t control me. 】
Lu Yuan was happy: "Or, let your mother manage humans?"
[Okay, call her over, I miss her a little. 】
"I can''t control her, don''t worry."
[You...you are such a hooligan. 】
Lao Mao looked at these two guys and was speechless - these two were not serious at all, and now they are talking about national affairs!
…
Lu Yuan and Conch are actually soft-hearted people.
If others encounter difficulties and beg for help, they will really help.
Soft-hearted people are not suitable for engaging in political activities.
Especially for this feudal primitive tribe, although there are many progressive people who are willing to change themselves, most of them are actually not civilized.
There are many trivial matters!
Because of a small matter, I have to fight for a long time!
Politics is not a house, even if you want to be dictatorial and convince people, it is not that easy.
Lu Yuan was very self-aware, so he became the boss.
Laomao may have never thought that after many years, he actually became a leader again.
The cat''s eyes rolled around for a few times, and deep down, the cat was filled with the ability to move.
"Okay, you have to assign me some bodyguards in the future. As long as there is enough force to suppress them, I can manage them."
"Now, let the turtle follow me for the time being."
…
That''s it, there is no detailed plan or specific idea.
The proud and proud "Mankind''s 18th Civilization Rise Plan" began in a very rough way!
The population of more than 10,000 was first transferred from the nearby village to the Sky City.
Lu Yuan could run in an hour, but it took him two days.
There is no way, most people have weak bones and are skinny and bone-like. Walking more than ten kilometers a day is almost the physiological limit.
"Everyone, we will temporarily implement military control!"
“Abide by orders and obey the command!”
"Don''t worry about eating in one bite."
After coming to the city in the sky, many people who have never left their hometown in their lives are really desolate to see this strange ruin.
There was a sense of confusion and timidity in those pairs of eyes.
But the forced military control has suppressed this confusion.
"Everyone listened to it."
"There are 20 large groups in total. Please come out and find your own team members!"
There was noisy in the square, and there were people talking everywhere.
Sky City has ready-made houses. Even if the wind and rain have been hit for thousands of years, it is better than the original earthen house. Isn’t it easy to arrange ten thousand people?
Whether it is water resources or arable land area, it is much larger than the original place.
After some distribution, everyone slowly calmed down when they had a place to live.
Secretary-General Laomao actually didn''t change much. It divided more than 10,000 people into twenty major groups, each with three group leaders, one of whom was directly appointed, and the other two were elected by the public.
Although the current civic quality cannot be used to make any democracy or other things, the elected people are all people with good prestige and morality. It seems that the villagers are not as stupid as they imagined. They still know who is reliable.
After all, in acquaintance society, everyone is recognized by who has good character and who has good abilities.
The three team leaders are responsible for coordinating grain production, popularizing scientific knowledge, and trivial matters within.
Each large group was assigned a large piece of land for the villagers to reclaim it.
(This chapter ends)