After two days in the Dream World, the gray slate roof of the castle appeared in front of Roland again.
He stretched out his hand, repeatedly clenched his fist and opened it. Except for the strange heat flow, his every move was exactly the same as the one in the Dream World. If he could not escape by falling, he would not be able to distinguish the illusion from reality.
Could the brain really simulate to this extent?
Roland could not help but feel doubtful.
Especially the "cluster of stars" that looked like a magic cyclone. He had never seen the real appearance of magic power. If the Force of Nature was based on magic power, it should be blurred in the Dream World.
Coupled with the weird burnt-faced man and the heat flow that resonated with the cluster of stars... He suddenly became uncertain about his previous inference.
He felt that his mind could not contain such a complicated and huge Dream World.
If the Dream World was not in the subconscious, where would it be?
After racking his brains for a long time, Roland still could not come up with a satisfactory answer.
He shook his head and decided to put these things aside for the time being.
Since he could not figure it out, he might as well stop thinking about it. It was more important to get down to business.
After visiting the library with Zero, he borrowed a lot of useful design materials. Even if he just casually flipped through some of them, he could reproduce all of them.
One of the books even included the ratio and properties of some commonly used alloys, which would undoubtedly save a lot of time for Anna and Lucia to test.
In this way, he could find a way to manufacture the third-generation machine tools with higher precision.
Of course, the first batch of workers would probably have to be personally supervised by him.
Roland was particularly excited when he thought that people from all over Graycastle were continuously gathering in the Western Region, and those who had already settled down were passing the universal education examination and going to work in batches.
This was a process that was constantly accelerating, and he had now made a breakthrough. When he unified Graycastle next year, Neverwinter might have the opportunity to touch the threshold of the industrial age.
Once it entered the industrial age, there would definitely be earth-shaking changes in this territory.
In the afternoon, Carr Van Bate, the head of the Ministry of Construction, brought the news of the completion of Route 67. Compared with Kingdom Avenue, the construction of this road was much faster. In addition to the shorter distance, the proficiency of the workers was also a key point.
According to the previous promise, this batch of workers trained by the Ministry of Construction had all belonged to the Border Area.
"Your Majesty, if you don't have a new road construction plan, I plan to send all of them to the residential construction project," Carr said. "Although it will increase their salary, there is a shortage of residential areas in Neverwinter."
Roland was also aware of this situation. There was a total of nearly 5,000 construction workers, and half of them were busy building new residential areas. The reason was to accommodate the large number of people that the City hall had roped in from all over. In just one year, the original town had at least tripled in size, and this did not include the newly reclaimed farmland south of the Redwater River.
"The roads will never be finished." He spread out the map of the Border Region and pointed to the North Slope Mountain. "I plan to build a railway from the mine to the docks to carry the coal from the west."
"Isn't there a road here …" Carr suddenly paused. "Did you just say … railway?"
"That's right, a railway, or rather, a railway track." Roland nodded and said, "It's similar to the railway transportation system in the mine, but it's all made of steel."
"I see." He thought for a moment and said, "But it won't require many people."
If it was just to pave a narrow hardened road, it would indeed not require many people. Roland smiled and did not say anything. In fact, he knew that the director of the Ministry of Construction did not understand at all. In his mind, he was not thinking about the simple transportation method that relied on hemp ropes, steam engines, or horses to transport coal.
What he wanted was a train.
A means of transportation that had brought earth-shaking changes to land transportation since its invention.
And this short-distance railway was an experiment.
The principle of the steam train was not complicated, but the railway system was huge. Roland did not know how many years of experiments and improvements had been made from the invention to the practical application of the train and its supporting equipment, but he was sure it was a long process.
Fortunately, these things could be found in the Dream World.
As the symbol of industry, he had been deeply fascinated by these huge machines.
No matter how heavy they were, they always spouted white mist and steadily traveled between the jungle and the mountains. The pitch-black connecting rods drove the wheels to rotate, making rhythmic clanging sounds and shortening the vast land to an acceptable range. Later, no matter how the power changed, its essence remained the same.
Of course, it was not enough to have hardware facilities. The train needed a large number of railway workers to drive it, which was undoubtedly more complicated than operating a steam engine or a machine tool.
According to Roland's plan, the railway connecting the North Slope Mountain and the dock was not only a technical experiment, but also a training base for the first generation of railway workers.
"Let's use 200 people to pave the roadbed first," Roland said decisively. "The route will go in the direction of the Misty Forest and build it outside the second city wall."
Carr looked worried and said, "But Your Majesty … your railway will be exposed to demonic beasts."
"They're not interested in steel, and I don't intend to finish it before the Months of Demons," he said carelessly. "As for next year, we won't hide behind this mud wall anymore. Don't you think the Border Area is getting more and more crowded? "
"You mean …"
"We'll expand to the Barbarian Land. The resources there are no less than those in Graycastle." Roland pointed to the vast fertile land in the northwest of the Impassable Mountain Range. "If we want to fight against the demons, we can't just rely on a thin mud wall."
If the Battle of Divine Will broke out and the demons put the third Obelisk in Taquila, the outpost might be close to the foot of the Impassable Mountain Range. Defending the gap in the Western Region was almost certain to fail. The Witch Cooperation Association could enter the Barbarian Land by following the mountain path, and they could also sneak into the hinterland of Graycastle in the same way.
Even if they did not take the mountain path, it would be difficult for a group of flying Devilbeasts to circle around the mountain and come to the back every day.
Only by turning the Impassable Mountain Range into a city wall could the safety of the kingdom be protected.
If the Longsong Cannons were set up on each mountain, Roland's new town would be within the range of their shooting range.
There was no river connecting this area to the interior, so the only way to quickly transport resources to the Barbarian Land was to rely on the railway.
"The planning of the future defensive line is a big project, but I believe you can do it."
Incorporating the Impassable Mountain Range into the kingdom's territory sounded like a dream to any stonemason. If they could build such a city, they would definitely leave their name in history.
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