After Rebecca and Jenny left, Gwen stood up from behind the desk and walked to the large floor-to-ceiling window. He looked thoughtfully at the new building that was being built across the square.
That was the headquarters of the security bureau. Some of the trained and ideologically educated former militia would become the first professional 'patrolmen' or 'security personnel' in the fief, replacing the current situation where the soldiers of the combat corps acted as patrolmen.
Gwen was not thinking about the implementation of the new system. He was paying attention to the construction process of the building.
Wherever the new facility was built, the Honeycomb Magic Net would be there. Therefore, before the construction of the security bureau building began, the Honeycomb Magic Net units and output terminals had been buried in the foundation around it. These magic powers would also be an important aid on the construction site. Before the construction began, the craftsmen would follow the drawings given to them and engrave simple weight-reduction circles, heating runes, and elemental blessing runes around the output terminals of the Magic Net. The building materials from the cement factory and the brick factory would be processed in the areas engraved with simple magic circles. Some of them would be heated and solidified, some would receive elemental blessing to prolong their life, and most of them would be lightened for ease of transportation and installation.
The low-quality weight-reduction circles engraved with cheap materials could also provide a weight-reduction effect for about an hour. During this time, the heavy building materials would be transported to the appropriate places, such as beams and roofs. The craftsmen, full of labor wisdom, had summed up the experience in the process. They knew how to install these lightened materials to ensure that they would not impact the building structure when the weight suddenly returned. Instead, they would be more firmly joined with other building materials. The production and construction activities throughout the fief had greatly accelerated the integration of new applied magic and traditional craftsmanship. The craftsmen in the field of construction were among the first to accept and get used to the use of magic in their work.
The participation of these simple spells had increased the construction efficiency of Cecil's fief to an incredible level. It had even exceeded the initial expectations of Gwen and Heti. They were both surprised, but the latter was surprised by the changes caused by the popularization of magic among the people. The former was rethinking whether his judgment of the world was correct.
Was the Ansu Kingdom in the "Middle Ages", or rather, the entire world, really "backward"?
Gwen frowned. He remembered the mission he gave to Rebecca and Jenny, and what he had seen and heard in the past few months.
The Mithril Vault's communication ring, Heti's levitation and weight-reduction spell, the brain array of the Church of Eternal Sleep, and the biochemical modification of the Order of All Things End.
Judging from the perspective of 'whether a certain purpose could be achieved', or 'whether a certain technological means existed', this world was actually not backward at all. It was incredibly advanced.
It had a long-distance communication technology (magic communication or communication device). At the level of the Silver Empire, there was even a flying city called the Starry Holy Temple. that city could cover the entire Silver Empire......... The city could cover could cover the entire Silver Empire, and that was the city...... the city could cover the city, the city of the Silver Empire..... the city...... the city...... com.. and was the city........ and...................
The form of the heat ray was similar to a kind of high-energy laser, or a plasma jet with extremely high temperature and binding force.
The technology of the Church of Eternal Sleep created the neural network. The human brain array computer was a kind of black technology in Gwen's eyes. What else did this technology achieve at the same time? It achieved a fully immersive virtual reality. It could even affect the real world.
The biochemical technology of the Order of All Things End had, many years ago, achieved organ transplantation and even DNA fusion between different species (if the creatures in this world also used DNA as a carrier of genetic data).
The holy water of the Church of Holy Light could almost achieve a 100% sterilization effect, and their healing magic could even regenerate limbs in an instant.
The sorcerers could create energy shields, focused energy rays, harmful sound waves, and even a small range of artificial weather.
In Gwen's sight, a beam that had been reduced by more than half of its weight was transported to the roof by the workers using a sling and easily installed in place. What was that? It was anti-gravity technology!
The Starry Temple had relied on a powerful anti-gravity device to float over the Silver Empire for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. If it was used properly, how many motherships would it be equivalent to?
So, was a world with long-distance instant communication, energy weapons, energy shields, anti-gravity technology, flight technology, and high-end biochemical technology really backward?
Logically speaking, it was not backward. It was even so advanced that it could only be described as "science fiction".
But in Gwen's eyes, it was still backward. Most people were still digging for food in the fields, still surviving with simple wooden tools and physical strength, still living a life where they could not get enough food and clothing, and would die from a minor illness or disaster. The reason for all this was not that the level of technology was not up to par. The level of technology had long been up to par, it was just that it had not been popularized.
This was the special thing about this world: the various advanced technologies based on magic, even if they were not popularized, could be mastered and realized by individuals.
Even if their development was limited by the factor of "not popularizing", the "high starting point" of magic had determined that even the primitive way of using it was enough to let those who mastered the power live a good life.
The people in the upper class mastered extraordinary powers, and they could already use this extraordinary power to live an extremely comfortable and convenient advanced life. At the same time, they had a large number of "lower class" at their disposal. Of course, they would not think of popularizing the power that maintained their rule. Even if there were a few lucky people in the lower class who mastered this power, they would immediately be absorbed into the social structure of this world, transformed into the new aristocracy, and become a member of the maintenance of this situation. More importantly, before the Beehive Weave, runic logic, and the appearance of Gwen, the "third party observer", no one thought of how to popularize all this and the consequences of popularizing all this.
Therefore, this world lagged behind. Even with long-distance communications, energy weapons, biochemistry, virtual reality, and anti-gravity technology, it was still lagging behind for thousands of years.
Still, Gwen believed that even if he did not appear, this world would one day break free from this backward state. As long as humans could still think, there would always be changes. If a rogue mage was buried, there would always be someone who summed up the laws of runes and the concept of the Weave, and there would always be someone who was gifted or just too lucky to realize all this.
There was no need to worry about whether this world had accumulated enough technology. There was no lack of technology here, only the process of popularizing and the power to ensure that it was popularized.
But since he had appeared in this era and did not see anyone other than himself realizing the meaning of popularizing all this, he was happy to do it all himself.
Gawain's mind was in turmoil. When he realized that there were actually countless advanced technologies in this world waiting for him to liberate them, his fighting spirit was once again ignited. However, at this moment, he saw a black shadow flash across the square below and fly toward him.
He closed the window as if he had done it before.
"Gwen, I have something to tell you. The Machinery Manufacturing Institute … Pop."
It was not until the half-elf was ejected that Gwen realized that he seemed to have heard the words "Machinery Manufacturing Institute". Was the Shame of All Things here to report business?
Gwen quickly opened the window again. Almost at the moment when the window opened, he saw a shadow rushing up from below and bumping into him. "Do you want to die? How can you purposely close the window when you clearly see someone coming! "
Gwen grabbed Amber who was baring her fangs and brandishing her claws. "Who would not use the front door every day like you? Next time I'll put a mousetrap on the window, I'm warning you. And what do you think happened to the Machinery Manufacturing Institute? "
Amber made a few threatening gestures and found that she could not break free. She quickly said, "Something seems to have happened to that bastard Nicholas. He just fell to the ground, and it's a mess over there!"
'Something happened to the motherboard?!'
It was no exaggeration to say that Gwen was really sweating at this moment. He grabbed Amber's belt without saying a word and clamped her under his arm. He then jumped out of the window without even using the door. "Hold on tight!"
"Aren't you jumping out of the window too?!"
"Shut up!"
Gwen rushed straight to the new workshop of the Machinery Manufacturing Institute. The people along the way did not even see what happened. They only felt a gust of wind blowing through the street. In just a few minutes, he had arrived at the place where Egg Nicholas was.
The new workshop of the Machinery Manufacturing Institute was brightly lit. Almost all the craftsmen and apprentices of the Machinery Manufacturing Institute had gathered in the spacious indoor space, and Egg Nicholas was in the middle of the crowd. He was quietly "lying" there, a huge silver smiley face facing the sky. It was just too funny to look at.
The corner of Gwen's mouth twitched. He felt that the smiley face on the surface of the big ball was too eye-catching, so much so that it gave people a feeling of being out of character. But he quickly adjusted himself and went forward to ask, "What happened? Egg — can you still hear me? "
"How many times have I told you, at least call me Egg!" There was a buzzing sound coming from inside Egg Nicholas. The ball shook slightly, but there was no sign of floating. "I say, why are you humans so fussy … I'm not dead …"
Gwen was relieved to hear that the Iron Ball could still respond. He then looked at the big metal ball in front of him suspiciously. "Then you are …"
"Seems to have caught a cold," Egg Nicholas said with a buzzing voice. "Caught a cold."
"A cold?"
"Yes, a cold. Isn't it common sense that people can't float when they have a cold?"
"… This is not common sense for humans!" Gwen's eyes widened. At the same time, he deeply felt the difference between different species. He then asked a little worriedly, "Why do you people catch a cold? Catch a cold? Or are you infected? "
"Probably came into contact with a source of stimulation," Egg Nicholas said in a muffled voice. "I tend to catch a cold when I come into contact with certain energy fields or substances … I tried to process a few new materials today, I'm afraid there's a source of stimulation in them."
Gwen immediately turned to the craftsmen and apprentices around him. "What did he come into contact with today?"
A rune craftsman shrunk his head and said, "My lord, the most special thing that the director processed today should be this …"
As he spoke, he asked the apprentices to push a large piece of "raw stone" on a trolley.
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