Chapter 767 Mortals and Sages (1w2 big chapter, Xiahui leads the plot)
Ever since he was a child, Scott has felt that the world he lives in is not quite right. The first time he felt this way was the day his grandma passed away.
On a calm sunny afternoon, Scott, who was only five years old, was pulling weeds in the backyard of his home. His grandfather and father were both working in the blacksmith shop. One of his mother and grandmother was filling the water tank with water, and the other was mending the family's clothes.
Scott remembered that scene as clearly as if he had a photo in his mind - the golden sunshine, the grandma on the armchair in the backyard, the dusty backyard, the smoke from the neighbor's house slowly rising into the blue sky, the sound in his ears
There were insects chirping by the side, and the fragrance of azaleas could be smelled on the tip of my nose. Grandma looked at herself gently with a smile.
Then in the next second, the old man's head dropped and he lost consciousness. Sco felt something was not right. He ran over and called his grandma, but the old man did not respond. As a little boy, he anxiously called his mother, who was tall and strong.
The Nanling woman panicked and immediately went to call a doctor, but the doctor was unable to do anything.
This was a stroke. The old man was too old. Even if they could do something, it would be too late. Moreover, there were no doctors who could treat cerebral blood vessels in Port Harrison at that time.
The next day, grandma left. At that time, Scott didn't know what death meant, nor did he understand what the old man's disappearance meant. He just felt that grandma was in pain.
After the old man passed away, the house became lively. My father's brothers, sisters, and other relatives in the family came over to discuss paying for the old man's burial. There were cries in the house, and the atmosphere of sadness filled the family.
Only Scott just stood there blankly and alone, neither crying nor sad. This even attracted the attention of his father. The son who hated himself for not taking good care of his mother looked at his son and scolded him with some annoyance.
.
"What are you doing standing here? Grandma usually likes you so much, but you don't even shed a single tear!"
This was just to vent his anger. The man himself knew very well that his son probably didn't understand what death meant, but when he saw that blank face, he couldn't help but be angry. A kind of incompetent rage against himself.
But Scott's answer stunned the man.
"Dad, am I really unable to do anything?"
The boy tugged on his father's trousers. He was so hard that the rough linen was picked up by his little hands. His amber eyes stared at the man closely, and he said in confusion: "I really want to help grandma, but what can I do?"
Help grandma?"
"Dad, am I really unable to do anything and help grandma?"
At this time, the man who had been working as an iron worker blinked his eyes. He looked at his child and suddenly realized that Scott might be smarter than he thought in the past.
"You can help."
The anger disappeared and turned into an unspeakable sorrow. The man knelt on the ground, hugged his son, and said in a trembling voice: "Live well, Scott will grow up well, and become better than me."
Amazing, more powerful than an incompetent guy like me."
"This is the best help for grandma." Scott has always done this.
He lives a serious life and takes good care of himself. He has never had any illness that made his parents worry or worry him since he was a child. He has never done anything that made adults dissatisfied or made his superiors confused...
Many people say that this is ordinary, inconspicuous ordinary.
But in Terra, wanting to grow up in such an ordinary and peaceful way is extraordinary. Scott has tried his best to do his best.
However, the feeling that something was wrong was always there in his heart.
There is a pair of siblings in the house next door to Scott, who were his childhood playmates. The girl is a little older than the two boys. She has long sea-blue hair, clear eyes, and a voice like a lark, because she is a herb gatherer in the family.
I also like to play with flowers and plants, so I always have a faint, sweet fragrance like azaleas on my body.
The girl is also very gentle and often takes care of her two younger brothers. When Scott gets injured while playing with his younger brother, she will take out the plaster from her little box and apply it gently on the wound.
At that time, the fragrance and temperature of the girl's body would spread along the plaster, making the boy a little intoxicated. Scott often went to their house to play, and he had a secret crush on his sister when he was just starting to fall in love. This is human nature, and his brother was vaguely also.
Seeing this, he sometimes teased Scott, and sometimes played with his friends jealously.
But one day, Scott, who wanted to go to his neighbor's house to play, noticed something was wrong when he stepped out of the house. He found that there were many strangers at the intersection of the street.
With their sea blue hair, they are obviously from the same family.
Inexplicable uneasiness appeared in Scott's mind. He quietly blended into the crowd and approached the neighbor's house, trying to figure out what happened.
Then, he heard crying. Familiar crying.
Just like when my grandma passed away a few years ago, the crying sound that sounded in the house disappeared.
This is what my father said to my mother with a serious look on his face after he came back at night, chewing licorice.
The father and daughter from the next door family followed the team and went to Laoshan to collect herbs with several other herb collectors, but they disappeared together.
Compared with death, missing is an easy-to-understand word. What it means is "disappeared" and "never found again."
However, in Terra, the word missing has another hidden meaning. No body remains.
The search and rescue team organized by the team searched for a long time, but had to retreat because it was getting dark. During this period, other teams of herb collectors are expected to be on alert, and the escort team will also strengthen patrols and clearings, but the person will definitely not be found.
Let alone a day or half a day in the redwood forest of Nanling, as long as an hour or half an hour disappears, it will disappear forever.
The playmate kept crying. He called out the names of his father and sister, and the sadness overwhelmed the young child. But soon, he could no longer be sad, because he was the only man left in the family, and he had to protect him.
My mother, from all outsiders and relatives.
To this day, Scott still recalls that girl. He is older than his "sister" at that time, but when he recalls the past, Scott can't help but shudder.
At that time, although he knew the meaning of death, he did not know the cruelty of life leading to death. But now, precisely because of his knowledge, he knew that whether he was stunned by the miasma or obscured by the roots and branches of the jungle, he became
The skeleton under the tree; the neck was broken by the monster, all the internal organs and flesh and blood were eaten, and the bones were even chewed. This is very painful, and it is very likely to happen to that gentle girl...
Even, robbed by the natives -
But at that time, Scott, who was still a teenager, still had no sadness in his heart, only a sense of confusion.
He felt something was wrong.
Why?
"Why?"
Late at night, the young Scott tossed and turned in bed. He asked himself and kept asking himself: "Is this really irreversible after something like this happened?"
"Can I just sit back and watch this happen without helping the people I want to help at all?"
"Isn't there a way so that everyone doesn't have to encounter accidents? Isn't there a possibility and power to restore the past to its original state?"
"Isn't there one?"
"Is there any way to help those who are sad?"
Ahhh. At that time, the boy was curled up in pain. There was no sadness in his heart, only the suffocating feeling that his heart was clenched by a huge force. He already had an answer in his heart, but this answer was still waiting for a cruel
It was the right time to tell this young man who was somewhat smart but not a real genius the truth.
The playmate family moved away. Most of their property was left to relatives, but they moved to Naumann City, where an old uncle with no children in the family was willing to take care of the younger brother.
This is already the best ending.
And Scott chose to join the Guardians a few years later.
The feeling that something was wrong and that something was missing was always in his heart, prompting him to do something that could help other people.
The world should not be like this. Many people should not die for no reason, and many people should not have unfortunate endings.
No, not many people.
Everyone is right.
"I have to do something."
When convincing his father and grandfather, Scott couldn't think of any good reasons, so he could only express his feelings frankly: "I have not fallen behind in my blacksmith skills, and the guard can also exercise my body. When I retire,
, or when I don’t want to do it, I can come back and inherit the family business at any time.”
"But now, I want to do something. Our port needs a guard. If I don't do it, and others don't do it, then who will protect our home?"
This was not a good reason, but my father persuaded my grandfather.
"Your grandson is smarter than us." The man who always respects his father said: "Let him try. Anyway, as this kid said, someone has to do it, and the Viscount gives you a lot of money."
Ten years after his grandma died, Scott was finally able to do something for people. Of course, it didn't all go well.
Although the age requirement for the escort team is that they are over fourteen years old, but if they are really only fourteen or fifteen years old, it is impossible for such a newly 'adult' guy to go shopping with the indigenous monsters.
During that time, all Scott could do was patrol the city, give directions, catch thieves, and deal with neighborhood disputes.
Moreover, Scott's captain and other teammates are not good people either.
As the newest and youngest member of the team, he needs to clean, wash clothes and socks, and scrub weapons and armor for these officers and seniors.
This is all done by convention, so it can’t be called bad, but since it follows this convention, it certainly can’t be called good either.…
Scott had a really hard time during that period. He would fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes, and he would be called up for patrol before he could wake up naturally.
But this kind of pain and hardship gave him a "fulfillment" and a feeling of "I am doing something too."
"When I become an independent member of the escort team, I may be able to do more."
With this in mind and enduring the hardships of life, Scott waited.
Time passed. He waited for the rainstorm that changed his life.
A war in the rain.
Aboriginal invasion of Port Harrison - Scott had never heard of this kind of thing since he was born. Even Scott's father had no memory of it. Only his grandfather, who was already ill in bed, vaguely remembered it.
Decades ago, when the war between the Aboriginals and Port Harrison was at its most intense, the entire port was lined with turrets and bunkers to defend against the tsunami-like offensives of the Aboriginals.
But compared to the natives who could command several armies of Warcraft back then, the natives now can only send a few elite hunters and berserkers to break in.
But this posed a greater threat to the defenders in the city.
Elite indigenous hunters attacked and killed the defenders in the turret one by one. Scott and his teammates fought desperately and in turn killed the incoming hunters, but at the cost of being the only one who survived.
"The *** natives are coming for us, damn it."
"***, we can't let this kid die, right?"
"Scott, you guard the side and protect the alchemy cannon. Why are you talking nonsense? This is your mission!" "Kill! Fight with these *** natives!"
"Why are you crying? Hey, little bastard, you have to survive as our brothers."
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Scott still couldn't do anything.
But this time, he became someone else's. His life was the result of other people's help.
——I have to do something.
——Everyone in the city is suffering, and I must fire artillery to stop the enemy.
——Yes! This is what I can do! My mission, where I can help other people!
Standing in a pool of blood, looking around at the corpses of his comrades and natives, the young city guard had no time to grieve or feel at a loss.
He went to repair the alchemical cannon again and again. But he had not learned the related inscription repair.
He will not.
This is something beyond Scott's ability. He clearly has the opportunity to help others and help others change their tragic fate, but his ability and experience prevent him from grasping it - the unwillingness and feeling in his heart arrived at this moment
reached the peak, but he still failed to grasp it.
What exactly is this for?
Maybe just because.
He is an ordinary person.
A mortal.
The mortal trembled and stared at the artillery in front of him that could not be fired no matter how much he fiddled with it. He almost knelt in despair in front of the cannonball. A kind of pure emptiness and meaningless dejection left Scott speechless.
There was silence until a man opened the door. This was the first time Scott saw Ian.
It was a white-haired child. Compared with his cute face, the first thing Scott noticed was his eyes—those eyes were different from anyone Scott had ever seen. His eyes were shining with water color.
The amount of light is bright and sudden, and there is a firmness that is never at a loss...
Just by showing up, Scott felt an extremely strong feeling, a feeling that shook his entire body.
-Ian is extraordinary-
Instinct told him so, and it was true.
After Ian arrived, he repaired the alchemy cannon in a short time, and then quickly fired it with his help, hitting the vital part of the swamp crocodile dragon.
As soon as he arrived, he solved all the problems that troubled Scott. Whether it was the indigenous people, the alchemical cannon, or the crocodile dragon, Ian easily helped everyone in Harrison Port and prevented many tragedies from happening.
His existence itself is constantly changing the fate of other people. Constantly changing the feeling that something is wrong with Scott.
Although he himself does not have that idea, Ian himself has his own goals, but the facts cannot be deflected by personal will.
"Thank you, that's a big help."
At the end, the white-haired child smiled and thanked Scott obediently.
For Ian, this was a statement of facts and a casual remark - even if Scott didn't help him calibrate the muzzle, carry the shells, and cover the earth and rocks, Ian would definitely be able to achieve his goal. This was just the icing on the cake.
But for Scott, it was redemption.
That night, Scott, who had received a commendation from the Lord's Palace, returned home. His mother cried and hugged him, and his father patted him heavily on the shoulder, praising his actions, worrying about the dangers he had experienced, and worrying about the dangers he had experienced.
His son is proud.
Even the grandfather lying on the bed struggled to support his body and loudly boasted about his grandson's bravery - Scott is now the hero of Harrison Port, and he can finally become a person who can help other people.
But just like in the past, there was no sadness in Scott's heart. At this moment, there was no joy in his heart either.
Late at night, Scott did not fall asleep. The boy nestled in his bed, hugging his knees, curling up and staring at the rain outside the window.
It rained all the time.
He bit his hand, inflicting pain on himself with the force of almost biting off a piece of flesh, punishing himself for his lies, punishing himself for his incompetence - if it weren't for the Iron Man's physical fitness, he would have definitely bitten off a piece of flesh.
That's more of a self-blame. - I can't do anything!
Facing the incoming enemies, I couldn't kill them. Facing the damaged artillery, I couldn't repair it. Facing so many people who died for no reason, I couldn't help them at all!
I couldn't save any of my teammates who died to protect me. Those wounds could be covered with just a little healing potion, but I didn't bring them with me because of poverty!
I can't change anything, neither the world nor myself
"I am actually just a mortal!"
In this extreme pain, in the heavy rain sweeping across the South China Sea, Scott cried bitterly.
The echo that had been ringing in his heart since he was a child, the vague feeling that something was wrong since he was a child, the cruel and cold facts that made people shudder and feel sick, finally revealed the truth to him at this moment.
——He is actually just a mortal!
He can’t help dying people, he can’t prevent people from heading towards a tragic fate, he can’t save those who can be saved, and undo those mistakes that can be undone!…
Obviously there are so many, even infinite, possibilities in this world. But he, Scott, can always only choose one. An ordinary and sad path!
but
but.
That child is different.
Scott stopped crying because he recalled the white figure.
No.
That person is different.
The image of Ian emerged in Scott's mind. Although he was just a child, he was far more mature than himself. No, that couldn't be said to be a child, that was a person more mature than himself.
Because he can change the fate of others and turn it in a better direction. Ian is the person Scott longs to be, but cannot be.
Ever since he was a child, Scott has felt that something was not right about the world he lived in.
There are too many things that can be changed in theory, but no one can take action, or have no ability to take action. They can only watch familiar people and loved ones fall into the abyss.
Scott can't change all this. He is a mortal, a little smarter and a little kinder, but that's all. He can see but cannot change.
But Ian, who was obviously an extraordinary man, could. He could do it.
"And I can help Ian."
Wiping away his tears, the boy suddenly opened his eyes wide: "I can do something after all!"
Yes. Even mortals, as long as they follow extraordinary sages, will one day be able to illuminate the darkness with the light of sages.
This may be it.
"Scott, are you distracted? Did I try too hard?" A worried voice sounded.
All memories turned into flowing clouds and dissipated into steaming smoke.
From a boy to a man, the grown-up Iron Man stood up unsteadily, cyan arcs of electricity wrapped around his body, crackling and exploding in the air.
This is an inaccessible hilly area on the edge of Xiahui Territory. The tall jungle is like a wall that isolates the entire world.
In the center of the jungle, there is a small piece of vast flat land that has been cleared. The experimental site for Xia Hui's new weapons is here.
Smoke lingers on the ground full of pits, melts, and black marks from lightning strikes, because a strong current bombardment just occurred here. Two sublimates who can control current are trying their hands here. In other words, one party is preparing for the other.
One party demonstrates his sublimation skills.
Scott was the one who was being demonstrated. He stood up from the ground, shook his head, and sorted out his chaotic thoughts.
Then he saw a hand that was white and slender, but extremely strong and strong, like a hand forged from jade.
"Sir, is this really your first-level contribution?"
Reaching out and holding the palm of his hand, Scott smiled wryly and used his strength to stand up, and said to Ian who looked embarrassed: "The lightning sublimation technique that directly attacks the electromagnetic signals of the human brain. If I hadn't recently taught myself biology,
I tried to defend myself a little bit conceptually, but I’m afraid that was enough to burn my head!”
"You have learned too much on your own."
The white-haired boy complained: "Are you staying up late studying again? Give me a good rest!"
"Moreover, I have mastered the strength, and the blow just now definitely did not exceed the upper limit of the first energy level." "Yes, I know."...
Scott was completely awake at this moment. He looked at Ian with some embarrassment: "After experiencing it personally, I can already understand the key to this skill. The power of the lightning strike this time is not great, but it is very delicate and the frequency is very high."
It's very strange, it can interfere with the body's nerve signals, and even a strong person will be paralyzed and convulsed after being hit by this lightning strike."
"I'm sorry, sir, my qualifications are relatively dull and I can't compare with Qingchao. You can understand it once you explain it, but I have to trouble you to demonstrate it for me."
"What are you talking about? I'm giving you a lecture to sort out my own thoughts."
In response, the white-haired lord waved his hand slightly. He obviously didn't think it was a troublesome thing to open a small stove for his territorial supervisor: "Besides, Scott, don't think too low of yourself."
"Qingchao's talent is actually only average. He is not used to the thinking mode of normal people. He has to twist some problems and transform them into things within his swordsman's logic before he can understand them."
"As for you, after studying for so long, your understanding of things is not inferior to Qingchao's. It's just that you have only recently become a sublimator and are not very familiar with the art of sublimation."
Having said this, Ian looked at Scott with admiration: "Your spirit is tougher than I thought - you can admit your weaknesses frankly, tell me your shortcomings without flinching, and be brave
Learn things you don’t know.”
"This courage to challenge the unknown and clear self-knowledge are your real strengths."
"Just like this time, you realized that your own strength may not be able to deal with the assassination of the Dragon Worship Cult or Feiyandi, and you will not be able to take charge of the overall situation after I leave the Xiahui Territory, so you want to learn the sublimation skills of the thunder system from me.
——This kind of decision, even if someone can think of it, may not be implemented."
"My lord, you said that after taking the new potion, you wanted to try out the effects of your new abilities. That's why I dared to come over and ask."
Scott honestly expressed his true thoughts: "But I still didn't expect that Sir, you have become so powerful not long after you just obtained the lightning ability."
——Of course, basically all the technologies of the civilization in my previous life were boiling water, throwing stones and playing with electricity.
"The Lord of Steel's potion actually lacks a metal control. My electromagnetic ability is not used for discharge. In other words, there are too many things that the thunder sublimation skill can do, and discharge is only the most basic one.
"
Ian shook his head. He knew what Scott meant. The other party was worried that he had always been the source of water and earth elements, and now that he had the thunder element, he would soon go to Canaan Moore to participate in the event before he had time to adapt.
A big operation.
Because the Aurora Titan' is also the true form of the thunder system, Scott wanted to use himself as a target to let Ian test his abilities, and he could also learn the skills summarized by Ian.
But Scott didn't expect that Ian was far more familiar with electric current than he was with the water and earth systems. In just a few days, he had already developed many related skills.
The interference current that directly stimulates biological nerves is one kind, and the flying technique of accelerating the magnetization of metals in one's body is another, not to mention a simple magnetic storm arc...
After more than a month of research, Ian has produced the "Steel Lord" potion.
After being purified by the Super Magnetic Storm Iron Tower, the chest shell of the Clean Dust Dragon became only as big as an ordinary human head, and after the essence was made into a physical potion, it was only as big as a human head.
Yes. Most of the earth-type sublimation potions are solid pills or tablets, which need to be swallowed with water or buried directly in the flesh and blood, and slowly absorbed by the whole body.
The essence of the chest shell of the Pure Dust Dragon is, on the surface, a translucent silver gemstone ball the size of a gun's head. In the center of the ball, there is an endless lightning arc flashing, forming an extremely bright core.
And coupled with the steel pterosaur's iridescent wings, which are the essence of the steel pterosaur's magnetized organs, the surface of this silver gem will be filled with a layer of iridescent magnetic field arcs, and the changing magnetic poles and rotation of the gem can be clearly seen.
of magnetic field.
Ian buried the potion inside his chest, using the flash silver skeleton as the bearing base, slowly absorbing the source material structure in the potion. While strengthening several original organs, he also gained
Three new sublimated organs.
The enhanced sublimation organs are [Pure Rock Crystal Bone] and Silver Scale Armor. Because Lord of Steel is the inheritance of both thunder and earth systems, these two core sublimation organs of the earth system that are also related to metals have been obtained.
Brand new capabilities.
[Pure Rock Crystal Bone] has been sublimated into [Eternal Pure Crystal Bone]. The powerful biological magnetic field will use the bones as the core to wrap around Ian's body and repel all substances that may harm him, whether it is illusions, mental shocks, toxins or...
Assassins who come in stealth to attack will be detected and repelled by the offensive magnetic field of the Hengjing Crystal Bone.
The strengthening of the silver scale armor is very simple - the current silver scale armor can be reinforced by Ian's thunder element, stabilizing its material composition and becoming harder.
The three newly obtained sublimated organs are [Flash Electrode], [Pure Dust Heart] and Rainbow Light Suspended Scales.
[Flash Electrode] is a new sublimation organ constructed by Ian based on the Aurora Titan's third-level sublimation organ [Thunderweaving Net], assisting his own 'Flashflow Silver Skeleton'. The Thunderweaving Net is a specialization of the Aurora Titan's sublimated body.
After becoming sublimated organs, these blood vessels and nerves become a network covering the whole body of the sublimated person. They are as ubiquitous as capillaries, allowing them to burst out strong currents from every part of the body.
Ian had no intention of becoming a flash man, so he strengthened his ability to weave thunder nets, but only distributed them around his ribs. Relying on the flash silver skeleton, he could burst out higher-energy currents when needed, creating
produce a stronger magnetic field.
[Purification Heart] is the power generation core of the Purification Dragon. Its thunder source organ, because it has been refined by the super magnetic storm coil, the source matter created by Ian's Purity Heart has become purer, but it is only consumed.
It also became bigger.
But Ian, who has the ether crystal, lacks nothing but source material, so this small shortcoming is completely made up for.
The [Rainbow Scale] is a flying organ donated by the Steel Pterosaur group. It is precisely because of it that the Steel Pterosaur can drive its huge and heavy body at supersonic speeds and fly above the sky.
In terms of abilities, it actually only has the ability to fly at high speeds. Even if it is used as a defense, it is not useful enough. It is far less powerful than any of the defensive abilities of Fudo Castle...
But...it can fly!——
And it flies very fast!
This is a blast to kill the Lord of Stone - although the Lord of Stone can control most of the earth's materials, summon a large number of giant stone soldiers, and even attack castles and fortresses with his bare hands, in the final analysis, he is just an infantryman. How can he be on par with the noble air force?
Compare people to each other!
Having said that, Ian has no intention of giving up the advantage of the Lord of Stone. The Lord of Steel still has a quota in the Extreme Domain, and he is planning to supplement it with the ability to control metal.
However, it was too late. The ship from the Canaan Moor Ember Lantern Department had already arrived at Nauman City and was waiting for Ian, the distinguished guest, to set off.
"grown ups."
At this moment, Scott spoke, he was a little hesitant.
When Ian raised his head curiously and looked at himself, Scott said frankly: "I'm actually still a little scared."
"You said that after you leave, I will be in charge of all the affairs of Xia Hui. Don't worry about me, but I don't worry about myself."
"interesting."
Ian commented: "What are you worried about? Even if you are really worried, don't I have other candidates?"
"Qingchao. Uh, no, his thinking is too simple." Scott thought for a while, he was a little unsure and said: "Mr. Guying and Old Farr? Especially Mr. Guying, he is really a very good person."
A smart man, without his help I would not have been able to teach myself mathematics and biology, and he also knows a lot about alchemy and inscriptions, he is as knowledgeable as you, my lord."
"It's too much. In terms of professional knowledge, I occasionally have to ask Gu Yi for advice. I'm just a miscellaneous student."
Raising his eyebrows, Ian somewhat understood Scott's thoughts and laughed: "You feel inferior to Qing Chao and Gu Ying, and are afraid that you can't suppress them or control them. It's understandable, Qing Chao is the second best
Not to mention Neng-level Guying's strength, his knowledge also crushes you."
"Actually, old Mr. Farr and Bachelor Roland also crushed me." Scott reminded Ian: "It's just that Mr. Farr is very easy-going, and Bachelor Roland is relatively simple."
"That's the truth. They are all better than you in some way."
Ian found a stone and sat down. He motioned for Scott to sit next to him. After both of them sat down, he said: "But Scott, do you know where you are better than them?"
Scott shook his head, and Ian raised his index finger and tapped his forehead: "You have a normal brain."
"Scott, you have the thinking of an ordinary person."
The Iron Man slowly opened his eyes. He did not expect that Ian would give such a strange answer. Moreover, is the thinking of ordinary people considered an advantage?
"The thinking of ordinary people is just a simple way of saying it. To put it simply, you understand what ordinary people need, and you can also understand which industries are closely related to the operation of the territory."
After seeing that Scott's attention was completely focused, Ian nodded slightly, raised his second finger and continued: "Secondly, you have a political mind."
"Come on, Scott, let me ask you a question. What do you think is the key to developing the simple and brave character of the mountain people today?"
Um."
Scott thought for a while and replied: "The mountain people are simple and brave, because only those who are simple and brave, have individual strength, and love the tribe can become chiefs and be loved by everyone. This is the crowd theory,
Only such people will be accepted by the tribe, while cowards who are scheming but not brave enough to fight will be ostracized and left, and then die alone in the mountains."...
"That's right." Ian said with satisfaction: "The political model that promotes the brave, the combative and the family-loving determines the national character. So what if we continue to push back?"
"The mountain people's production model, which focuses on fishing and hunting, determines that they need a strong and powerful leader who can unite the tribe and a fierce boss to lead them to fight with other tribes."
Scott's thinking gradually opened up, and he suddenly realized: "I understand, it is the production model that determines political needs."
"The production model of the mountain people is because the Baisen Mountains do not support farming and can only support fishing and hunting. Geographical resources determine the production model, the production model determines the political needs, and the political needs determine the national character - this is what we have always believed
reform strategy!”
“We transformed the geographical resources of the Baisun Mountains through agricultural buildings, starting from the most fundamental place, and gradually transformed the production model of the mountain people, and even the people of the entire Baisun Mountains, so that they can be closer to the political camp we want and become what we want.
With the necessary character, you can become a new mountain man who is down-to-earth, reliable, hard-working and brave!”
After hearing this from Ian, Scott immediately felt that his thinking was much clearer. He completely understood all of Ian's work this year almost instantly.
Those transformations that seem like just knocking on the corners, with a hammer here and a hammer here and there, are actually designed to solve all the problems of the mountain people at the most fundamental level!
Then
Based on this, change the destiny and future of all mountain people!
Scott has thought about these ideas in the past, but has never been able to summarize them himself. But this is enough.
"You are already very smart."
Although Ian was happy in his heart, he still sighed: "Qingchao and Guying have both answered this question. Guess what they said?"
Scott shook his head, and the white-haired boy looked deeply into the forest in the distance: "One of them said that the reason why the mountain people have such a character is because the Baisen Dragon God has such a character, and the people follow the god——
Qingchao is right, the Baisen Dragon God is indeed hot-tempered, and often fights with other dragons. I have seen a lot from his memories. No wonder this dragon died early, it was basically self-inflicted."
"As for Gu Ying, he said he wanted to study the genes of the mountain people and asked me for some funding. This guy is really good at asking for funding. Hua An should really learn from him."
Scott was silent. He somewhat understood what Ian meant.
"Qingchao represents the military power in the territory, and the training camp he leads will be the training camp for future Xiahui leader cadres."
Ian patted Scott on the shoulder: "And the old shadow is the director of the institute and the scientific research representative."
"But whether it is military or scientific research, they themselves have no 'purpose'. They can only serve our territory and people. No matter how powerful or smart they are, they must serve the requirements of the territory and people."
, to self-optimize and formulate future development plans to address the needs of both."
"Qingchao and Guying never thought of this. They don't know what ordinary people need or what they need to learn. But you are different, Scott, you know very well what ordinary people need."
"I've seen your strategy for opening up the western swamps. How many pioneers and how many escorts? Before clearing up the wasteland, you send Qingchao and other knights to drive away dangerous monsters. The distribution of defense facilities in the gathering place. The doctors and medicine reserves inside the gathering place.
As well as the internal management rules of the pioneers, these are all very well designed and can be called perfect.”…
"Don't you think this is a kind of power? Knowing what people need and being able to solve problems is a very powerful ability!"
"I"
Scott opened his mouth, and finally he just whispered: "I've just seen people die inexplicably before, so I don't want these things to happen again.
The fragrance of azaleas flashed through his heart, and there was a moment of pain and sadness. He didn't want to do it again.
"Yes, you still have empathy." Ian smiled: "Real empathy is empathy that can act and change, not just pretending not to see it after stinging it - this is also very important.
A rare ability."
"The third advantage - you are a very rare person who can understand what society is." Scott was sitting.
To be honest, if it weren't for Ian, he wouldn't have known that he was so outstanding. He is obviously just a mortal. How could he have so many advantages?
"I have seen that during the recent period, you have decided to slow down the export of resources, slow down the production of various commodities, and transfer a considerable amount of funds to education."
Ian looked at Scott seriously and said calmly: "I directly agreed with your decision at that time, but now, I want to hear the reasons."
".Because demand has limits."
Scott thought silently for a while, and then slowly spoke: "Whether it's the mountain people's demand for Xia Hui's iron farm tools and various alchemical products, or the western front's demand for alchemical plating and various light prisms.
, the demand for magnetic storm weapons has its limits - as long as the war continues, there will be no shortage of orders."
"But on the other hand, when the war is over, will there still be orders? Will there still be such a steady stream?"
"By expanding our production line, we can certainly make a lot of money right away, but we can also quickly absorb immigrants who have no jobs in the territory. After simple education, they will quickly learn how to make these products, and the territory can quickly recycle them.
A lot of money. But if there are no orders, these alchemy workshops will go bankrupt, right? How many people will be unemployed at that time, and will there be time to transform?"
Having said this, Scott took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "My former neighbor was an herb picker. I know that one year, the herb pickers picked all the easy-to-pick herbs in the mountains and left nothing.
Plant even a few seeds. The next year, the herbs will become extremely rare and impossible to pick."
"That year was simply a disaster. Many people were so poor that they couldn't help themselves. Many people needed help from others. The whole city was crying."
"So I understand that even if there are herbs all over the mountains and plains, some seeds must be left behind so that we can harvest them this year and continue to harvest them next year."
"What's the point of making quick money for us? With the agricultural building and Xia Hui grass, once we get out of the haze of the food disaster, the territory will definitely not be short of money."
"After the war is over, orders will disappear and we blindly expand production, just like people who cut herbs without leaving seeds - and education is the process of cultivating seeds to make next year's herbs better."
"Sir, that's what I think. We are now leaders rather than ordinary people, so what we need is employment for the future and future citizens. And this requires solving the problems of education, medical care, transportation, fertility and housing."
…
"The latter two are relatively simple in Xiahui Territory, there is enough land, and everyone is willing to have children."
"The transportation aspect requires the cooperation of the mountain people in road construction, but the problem is not big. The medical aspect can also be solved with alchemy potions, so the most fundamental thing is the former."
"Our goal is not to make more money by making profits. That is the thinking of businessmen. We are the rulers. What we need to ensure is that the economic cycle can continue, and then rely on a good economic cycle to drive the foundation, increase the number of educated people, and enhance the territory.
The average quality of the people.”
"This is why I think we should suspend the expansion of production and invest funds in education." Bang, bang, bang.
Ian applauded.
When the amber eyes of the Iron Man almost lit up and his face turned as red as red-hot iron, the young man chuckled and said, "Do you think Qingchao and Gu Ying want to get this level?"
"It can't be done!"
Ian shook his head exaggeratedly and sighed: "Qingchao has no economic acumen at all, and Guying will only ask me for funds - Lao Farr can manage personnel, but he does not have the mindset of putting education first, and Roland is a science and engineering student.
Male, he is indifferent to human beings and cares more about his engineering base."
"Yes. Large-scale infrastructure construction and education, coupled with gradual industrial upgrading, are the best way to maintain employment, taxation and economic circulation in the territory - and also lay the foundation for future long-term production expansion.
"
Standing up from the stone, Ian raised his head and looked at the sky. "Scott."
He said calmly: "The territory and people I want are not a group of primitive mountain tribes, or a big city that looks prosperous but sucks people's bones and blood. I don't want a group of ignorant blind people, and I don't want a yes-man who only agrees with my decisions."
"What I want is a group of citizens who have self-thinking, independent personality, and have received higher education. What I want is a set of advanced laboratories, which contain scholars educated by the most advanced education system. What I want is a group of people who are well-fed and clothed."
Worry-free, free people who can support me in anything I do, and the most advanced and prosperous big city where they live."
"I want their brains. I want their wealth. I want their lives and future to build my dreams."
"Scott, can you understand?" The young man turned back.
Scott saw those eyes.
Just like nine years ago, those eyes were shining with aquamarine light.
Compared with the face that is as perfect as a work of art, and the power that is powerful enough to affect the surrounding natural psychic field, what Scott noticed at the first moment was the pair of eyes that were always as bright as the sun.
, eyes that are never confused or hesitant.
Looking into those eyes, Scott's body trembled a little not with fear, but with excitement. - Ian is extraordinary -
He knew from nine years ago that he was lucky enough to find someone he could follow for the rest of his life and never regret it.
A sage who can make mortals no longer mortals and let mortals shine. "I understand."
Therefore, the Iron Man stood up. He faced his lord and said solemnly: "Sir, your will is my direction!"
"Don't be too stressed. When I'm not around, just do whatever you have in mind. I believe in you and I will forgive you even if you are wrong."…
Facing Scott, who was suddenly very serious, Ian waved his hand in a funny way: "We are not the kind of high-pressure organization that does not forgive us when we make mistakes. There are very few people I can trust. Of course, you are allowed to make mistakes - I can do it myself."
I made a mistake."
"Just like this time, Scott, you asked me for thunder sublimation skills. You need to bear an attack yourself to learn it. There are many things that cannot be understood without making mistakes."
"Sometimes, you have to learn like this and endure the attacks of life in order to learn something very important."
——
The attack of life.
Scott chewed on the word.
Until Ian left Xiahui Territory and went to Nauman City to board the big ship bound for Canaan Moore, he was still thinking about this word.
Yes. Life attacks all living people all the time. It was only after being attacked by life again and again that I gradually learned my current character.
We don’t want the elderly to die helplessly and suddenly without medicine. We don’t want people to be attacked by monsters and disappear due to accidents. We don’t want people to be disturbed by war again.
Every attack in life promotes the formation of dreams.
In order for everyone to live in peace, he still needs to do a lot of things.
"My lord does not specifically want to do this - it is just his dream that requires a wealthy territory, a group of well-fed and educated people."
Scott stood by the window of the office building on the top floor of the city hall. He stared at Ian's carriage getting further and further away until it disappeared at the end of the road: "I don't know his real dream, but it must be like Offa Road."
Something so magnificent that it can change the world."
"And I can help him."
Ian is always busy. Ian always has a lot to do. He is always moving from one place to another and can never rest. So, Scott can't stop either.
For Ian's wish, for the wish of someone who can change the world. For the wish of a pioneer.
——Yes. I finally understand. He wanted to smile.
——The reason why I came to this world is to follow him and change the world.