"What's wrong with me?" A magic apprentice opened his eyes in distress. He found that he heard the "voice" of God while meditating and feeling the rhythm of magic.
This is a terrifying phenomenon that prevents him from concentrating on feeling the breath of magic. Now his mind is filled with the voice of God, and it feels like God is playing some kind of musical instrument in his ears.
The voice was erratic, appearing and disappearing without a trace, as if it was teasing him. He didn't know whether this was a blessing from God or a flaw in his cultivation.
So he didn't dare to talk to his magic instructor about this kind of thing, so he could only silently endure the weird noise that made people collapse.
But he knew that the sound was definitely not some kind of sound in nature, but a sound created by intelligent life forms that violated the laws of nature. It was like a dolphin singing, as if... it was conveying some kind of message.
He rubbed his hair desperately, feeling that he was going crazy from the sound. He secretly observed the people around him practicing meditation many times, and found that he seemed to be the only one who could hear the terrible sound.
As a result, he became even more frightened. Being lonely and helpless, he even found that his magic practice was completely slowed down. Therefore, he was criticized by the teacher and ridiculed by his classmates.
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong?" Desperate, he once again shouted from his heart, responding to the sounds that kept appearing in his mind, either from hell or from the realm of gods: "Beep... drip... drip...
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"Got it! Got it!" In the ferry city, a trained electromechanical technician held the earphones on his ears with his hands, his eyes widened in surprise as he sketched symbols on the paper one by one.
"Hush!" When the people around him were about to cheer, Lawns interrupted their cheers with a silent gesture in time. This is an invention that transcends the times. Once it succeeds, the whole world will
All will be closely connected together.
Yes, after the thermal power plant was also built in Ferry City, Chris finally started his own communication improvement plan. With radio, communications in Ireland will become fast and accurate, and the cost of communication will also double.
of reduction.
I think back then, when Chris won the Battle of Ferry City, in order to inform Strider, the envoy in the Arantian Empire, he had to send messages by flying pigeons and by horseback. It took several days to deliver the news.
Delivered.
But now, as long as he has the translation copy, Chris can pass the order to the distant ferry city or the vast sea in a few minutes. And on the other side of the vast sea, he can also use the same short time to meet them.
The question was passed back to Seris City.
This is a big leap in the field of information transmission, which suddenly allows Chris's information transmission speed to reach an unprecedented height. This also exponentially increases the area he can control, and also allows him to directly command without the commander.
The garrisoned army.
Those radio signals seemed to hit the heart of the electromechanical operator, with a pleasant note that was intoxicating.
"Beep... beep... beep..." Hearing the clear voice coming from the earphones, the trained electromechanical technician muttered something in his mouth and used a charcoal pen to outline some symbols on the white paper in front of him.
.
These symbols are composed of dots and long lines, marking this unique set of regular combinations. In fact, Chris has not yet encrypted his radio transmissions at this time. After all, no one in this era has been able to create the same information dissemination tool.
"One long and two short...it represents the word me..." An officer looked at the symbols recorded on the paper and frantically checked the booklet in his hand. He was pleasantly surprised to find that in front of him
These are not random symbols, but sentences that truly carry meaning.
"I have sent a signal... have you received it..." The officer translated the sentence, and then looked at Lawns next to him. Lawns excitedly pulled away the paper recording the message, with words written on his face
Full of incredible expressions.
He spread out the paper that was slightly wrinkled due to excitement, and read the words on it solemnly as if he was learning to write for the first time. It was hard for him to believe that this sentence was written a minute or dozens of seconds ago.
, sent from such a distant place as Seris City.
The door to industrialization is slowly opening in front of his eyes. He has already seen the changes in this era. Now, what he wants to witness may be the rise of another era: "I have sent a signal... have you received it?"
"Hahaha! Have you received it?" Lawns looked at the officers beside him and ordered loudly: "Answer them immediately! We have received it! Salute to His Majesty!"
"Beep... beep... beep... beep..." Next to another radio telegraph machine, the electromechanical operator began to check the words on the communication manual, converting the words one by one into long and short sound combinations, and sent them to distant places.
The electromagnetic environment in this era is actually not as good as imagined. Because of magic, radio waves actually interfere. However, compared to the era where the signal frequency band was tight, the electromagnetic environment here can still be regarded as good.
Not bad.
Therefore, even if the communication distance is not as far as imagined and can cover the entire planet, it can still meet Chris's current communication requirements. His requirements are not high, he just wants to integrate his territory.
At this moment, Chris, Desel, Gurlo and others were all standing by the radio, waiting for signals from the distance to be transmitted back. They had conducted close-range experiments more than a dozen times, so they did not
There is no doubt about the practicality of the machine in front of me.
What they were worried about was that the radio signal could not be transmitted so far and could not meet the communication distance requirements between Seris and the ferry. But soon, their worries disappeared because a neat set of radio signals passed through the earphones.
It reached the ears of the radio operator.
The electromechanical operator, who was holding the earphones with his hands and carefully searching for the signal, suddenly opened his eyes wide and excitedly nodded to his Majesty the Emperor and many ministers: "I heard it! I heard it!"
Yes, a complete communication was successful in this way. From then on, it only takes a few seconds to send the message to the ferry and the vast sea. Eiland Hill's generator finally showed its power
of excellent efficacy.
"This thing is simply a miracle! Oh my god! It can actually send news to Alan Hill instantly!" Standing next to Chris, Des exclaimed in shock.
As a member of an extremely wealthy family, Des, a nobleman who has seen countless great things in the world, understands the importance of message transmission. It can be said that with this communication device, many histories can be rewritten and many decisions can be made.
Think it over again.
As long as the news can be delivered in time, countless people will immediately go crazy for it. Even if it is just the device in front of it, Ailan Hill can make a lot of money every day. Even if it is only the device in front of it, Ailan Hill's
The speed of army assembly can be doubled!
If the Arantian Empire wants to fight a war, from making a decision to mobilizing its troops, it must first send messengers to the various garrison areas where the troops are scattered, and then wait for the troops to gather from all directions. This process may take three months or more.
long time.
Lovely Lancier no longer needs such trouble. As long as the radio confirms, it only takes a day or even a few hours for the troops to assemble from their base and head to the direction where they are needed.
Therefore, even if Alandhir and the Arantian Empire begin to prepare to attack each other at the same time, Chris's troops will arrive on the battlefield more than ten days in advance and directly begin to attack the Arantian army that has not yet completed its assembly.
Of course, this is just an ideal situation. But the changes that radio has brought to the world, or the infinite future symbolized by this progress, really make people of insight ecstatic. Mortal magic has begun to exert its power,
So can the day when mortals defeat gods be far away?
"Send a telegram to Lawns! Tell him that I want to eat sea fish! Let him deliver it as soon as possible!" Chris was in a good mood and began to let himself go. Although he was already the emperor of a principality, he had not yet planned to seal it.
One's own emotions.
"Beep, beep, beep..." The electromechanical operator who sent the telegram tapped the firing pin in front of him with his hand, sending out regular radio waves one after another.
"Didi! Dip! Dip!" The voice of the other party's response quickly came from the earphone of the electromechanical operator on the other side. The translated message was quickly sent to Chris's hand, with Genesis's answer written on it.
: "Your Majesty! The fish has set off and will arrive in Seris soon!"
"Send him another telegram and tell him that there are two butter factories opened in Hanhai. The raw materials for butter there are all from the grassland and the taste is quite good. I will send him a few boxes to try." Chris has already
Regardless of the number of words in the telegram, I started talking nonsense.
"Didi beep, beep beep, beep beep, beep beep..." The mechanical and electrical staff over there worked tirelessly to satisfy His Majesty's willful behavior.
Just when Chris let himself go, in a practice room in the Holy Demon Empire, the magic apprentice who could always hear the "divine voice" once again opened his eyes in pain. He looked at the people around him
Several colleagues found that none of them looked irritable.
He got up from his position with a pale face and stopped meditating. The voice finally fell silent in his mind, as if it had never appeared.
