Upon hearing Gwen's answer, Tyre blinked. She did not say anything but motioned for Gwen to continue.
After all, she did not know much about the human world. Although the sirens would often observe the situation on the continent, Tyre was obviously not the kind of person who would care about the news of other races.
"You should know what happened on this continent 700 years ago." Gwen sighed and roughly explained the current era of human technology. "At that time, the Kingdom of Gondor was the most advanced country on the continent, but the explosion of the Deep Blue Well led to a great decline in our technology. Due to the irreproducibility of the Deep Blue Well and the annihilation of all the high-end talents of the ancient empire, our technological decline is far beyond your imagination. What we have declined is not only technology but also social structure and people's ideological level. Even today, the level of production technology in the human countries is still as you described. A few craftsmen and a few magicians make some handmade products in their own workshops or laboratories. The idea of industrial mass production can be said to be a blank slate. "
After a short pause, Gwen continued, "And Cecil Hill is the only place that is trying to build an industrial system. I don't know if you can understand the word 'industrial system' that I coined in the human language. In short, I hope to build a new model of production and development. I hope that the convenient power of 'magic' can be popularized and become a tool that everyone can use instead of a privilege for a few people. I hope that on this basis, we can achieve great technological progress and promote the transformation of the production model with the technological progress. I hope that we can use tools and the power of wisdom to mass produce industrial products, just like the rune boards produced on the assembly line in front of you. "
As he spoke, he paid attention to the changes in Tyre's expression. He saw that the nonchalant expression on the siren's face had finally faded. Tyre was listening attentively. Her eyes were particularly focused. The end of her beautiful blue hair was even emitting a faint glimmer of light. Was this a sign that she was in a good mood?
After Gwen finished, Tyre blinked and asked seriously, "And after that?"
"Abundant living materials will change our society. The way people get along with each other, social relations, and above that, the law and the social hierarchy will change," Gwen said frankly. "Don't doubt, that's what I'm after."
"Interesting … You're more interesting than I thought …" Tyre swung her long snake tail and circled around Gwen. (To be honest, if this salted fish's walking posture was not so embarrassing, she would have at least doubled). "Your thinking is beyond your compatriots, even beyond your compatriots in the so-called 'advanced' empire more than 700 years ago. I know something about the 'Kingdom of Gondor'. It is indeed a very powerful human empire, and its magic technology is very advanced. But it is just a facade supported by a natural energy reservoir. All along, the civilizations on this continent, including the Silver Elves, which are still very powerful, are incredibly backward. The abundant resources and convenient magic environment on this continent have raised you, but it has also severely restricted your thinking. But … there's an exception like you on this continent … "
Tyre stroked her chin and made a rather poor evaluation of all the kingdoms on the continent. However, Gwen knew that with the level of civilization she was in, she was fully qualified to make such an evaluation. It was an objective and fact. What was even more gratifying was that he could roughly guess the development path of the sirens from Tyre's attitude. It was most likely the same as his.
They should have also embarked on the path of using technology to promote the development of productivity, and using the liberation of productivity to promote social progress.
"I have experienced a glorious and developed era, and seen with my own eyes what an advanced civilization looks like. I once led a group of people and worked hard to open up a territory in the wilderness, hoping to rebuild that glorious civilization." Gwen sighed softly as she flipped through the memories from Gwen Cecil and her own memories from Earth. "Then I slept for seven hundred years, and when I woke up, I found that not only did this society not return to its glory, but it was even more backward, decaying, and decaying … I could not stand the backwardness and decay, and naturally wanted to do something. Even if it was just to make my life a little more comfortable, I had to let the society develop."
"I agree. Many technological advancements are to make you more comfortable to sleep in." Tyre wagged the tip of her tail happily and suddenly asked another question. "But aren't you worried that if one day magic is really popularized to everyone, and even civilians can use magic to resist the ruler, your rule will be threatened?"
Gwen could not help but laugh. "If most people are forced to the point where they want to blow up their lord with fireballs, then the lord should have died long ago. I have always believed one thing: if a king or lord can only rule his own people with violence and oppression, then his rule is not a rule at all, because any jackal, wolf, tiger, or leopard can do the same thing.
"As for the consequences of popularizing magic … Maybe there will be new conflicts, but I believe that the benefits will far outweigh the risks. Technology develops in popularization. If you want to get more talents, you have to let more people have access to these technologies, so that the learning and research of technology have no or low threshold. Only then can there be enough researchers among the huge population to really uncover the truth of the world, unlike now, where only a few talented people can use magic, and their research is all wasted on maintaining order and improving personal strength. In this way, even if a million years have passed, there will only be a few more great sorcerers in the world. As long as a magic wave comes, even if these great sorcerers survive, human civilization will still be gone. Then these great sorcerers will go to the mountains and forests like savages to compete with the beasts for territory? "
Tyre stared at Gwen for a while, then turned her head and looked at the roaring machines that were casting runes. The tip of her tail unconsciously slapped the ground of the factory. After a long time, she suddenly said, "If only you could wake up a few years earlier …"
"What?" Gao Wen heard it, but he didn't understand what it meant. "Why was it better to wake up earlier?"
"The Great Demonic Tide is indeed approaching." Tyre suddenly turned her head and stared into Gwen's eyes very seriously. "The Demonic Tide will cause devastating damage to all civilizations. We sirens are elemental creatures and are naturally resistant to the Demonic Tide, so we have been spared many times. But you human beings of flesh and blood can't avoid the 'material reshaping' in the process.
"We have always had a conjecture: if the Demonic Tide is a natural phenomenon, then any natural phenomenon should have a pattern to follow and a principle to be studied. But because of some of our … 'uniqueness', we sirens have not found out what the underlying principle and pattern is until now. But we believe that the conjecture is correct …
"The technological progress and the way of exploring the truth that you seek are very much in line with our conjecture. I think that the path you have taken may be right, but … I'm afraid that you have woken up a little too late."
Gwen did not know what expression to make on his face. A lot of words eventually turned into an awkward and stiff smile. He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. "Don't you think it's very hurtful to say these words directly?"
"We sirens are used to being straightforward." Tyre's attitude was very calm. "And I'm used to being pessimistic first. You can look at it optimistically. After all, I've said that the cycle of the Demonic Tide is not so accurate. Maybe it will be delayed for thousands of years this time. By then, you or your descendants will have figured out the technology to resist the Demonic Tide, or your technology will have improved greatly. It's not impossible to understand the principle of the Demonic Tide in two years."
Gwen twitched the corner of his mouth. "… You're being too optimistic. I'd rather hope that there is really an omnipotent creator in this world, who suddenly changed the setting of the world the day before the Demonic Tide and made human civilization live forever."
"Who knows?" Tyre shrugged (and the tip of her tail). "The progress of civilization is sometimes unreasonable and illogical. Some races can't see a clear sky for hundreds of thousands of years. Some races will fall from the peak to the abyss overnight. But as long as we are alive, we have to have some hope. We sirens believe in one thing, that as long as we are alive, there will always be something to look forward to in life."
Gwen looked at the self-proclaimed pessimistic siren with a little surprise. He felt that there was a deeper meaning in her words. But when he looked carefully, Tyre's face returned to its usual indifferent and lazy look.
She turned around and continued to observe the operation of the machines curiously. Gawain smiled and followed her to prevent the seafood from affecting the work of the workers in the rune foundry.
But at this moment, a commotion suddenly came from outside the factory. Gawain frowned and looked over, just in time to see a lightly armed Cecil soldier hurriedly running in.
The soldier trotted all the way to Gwen and hurriedly saluted. While gasping for breath, he quickly said, "My lord, the door … the door is moving!"
"The door?" Gwen frowned. "Don't be so random. Catch your breath and tell me what's going on."
The soldier quickly adjusted his condition, took a deep breath, and reported, "It's the circular magic door at the bottom of the ancient facility. The soldiers guarding the door reported that it is changing! It seems to have been activated! "
"The door activated itself?!" This time, even Gwen was stunned. He thought for a moment and then said, "Go and inform Heti, and yes, Pitman. Ask them to come immediately."
He then turned to Tyr and said, "You can go back first …"
"No, I'll go with you." Tyre immediately wagged his tail. "I've always heard you talk about an ancient facility in the mountains, saying that it's the crystallization of the Kingdom of Gondor's technology. I'm curious. But if that place is confidential, I won't go."
Gwen looked at Tyre and hesitated for a moment. But in the end, he nodded. "Well, if you want to come, maybe your knowledge will come in handy."
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