MTL - High Above-v2 Chapter 784 I'm busy, I don't have time to quarrel, let's do it
Chapter 784 I'm very busy, I don't have time to quarrel, let's do it
In many novels, such a situation often occurs: the protagonist, who was born in the most remote town on the edge of the world, beats the local old, weak, sick and disabled all the way to a more prosperous foreign place, and then encounters more villains in the big cities of other places And the little **** who don't have long eyes, get resources to go to bigger cities and bigger maps by blowing them up.
Ian has always believed that he perfectly meets the standards of this type of novel plot.
First of all, he walked out of Harrison Port, the edge of the empire and even the entire Terra world. At that time, Ian thought that the situation in Harrison Port was the normal state of Terra, and thought that this world was just a world with sublimation skills and psychic powers. The post-apocalyptic low civilization world.
But it wasn't until Nauman City that Ian discovered that Terra's water might be deeper than he had imagined... A city with so many armors and large alchemy equipment is enough to prove that the civilization behind it has at least the level of source quality industrialization.
However, this is not the correct answer - when Ian arrived in the imperial capital, he finally understood that the entire Terra world was full of mysteries, it was not a normal civilized world at all, and there were too many technologies beyond the age lurking in various places. under a primitive appearance.
The rural areas like Harrison Port have a completely different style of painting compared to the imperial capital, and it can even be said to be completely fraudulent.
—Can the gap between a small frontier town and the capital be so large? !
—Oh, it really can be this big. It's okay, it's him, Ian, who made too much fuss.
Different from the imperial capital, Ian's impression of the World Tree Capital is actually a bit more bizarre.
No matter how advanced the appearance is, the internal order of the imperial capital is still the emperor and nobles, knights and commoners. Not to mention decadent, at least it can be said that it is within Ian's expectations.
What's more, the really high-tech place in the imperial capital is actually the upper city... But did Ian dare to go to the upper city? With his status, after being discovered by the emperor, he would definitely die without a place to bury him. So Ian didn't actually see the most advanced part of the imperial capital.
But for Canaan Moore, let’s not talk about technology... This group of elves who seem to live in the cyberpunk world and the inside of the fully mechanized world tree capital really surprised Ian too much.
The entrance of the Yinmen airship is spacious and has indicator lights. The entire airship is bathed in a light golden halo, and a green light beam shoots out from the docking position, guiding the airship to move forward slowly.
Ian, as an immigrant rocket engineer on the other side of the earth, can tell at a glance that this passage is basically an entry and exit passage for small spaceships, and there is even a guiding beam... To be honest, it is too familiar.
thump—click!
As the airship slowly entered the berth and landed in his exclusive area, Ian was considered to have officially arrived at the World Tree Capital.
The end of the silver-gray passage looks very similar to the terminal station of a subway station. Not far away, there are staff driving small forklifts to move the cargo on the empty boat, and some engineers are holding tools and preparing to overhaul the empty boat. It is isolated in a channel covered with transparent glass to avoid being polluted by the exhaust gas released when the airship engine stops running.
Until now, the boy was still a little immersed in the scenery he had seen before—those elves who held crystal plates in their hands, scanned and liked the airship, and the ten king blood elves who sent cash to all witnesses... To be honest, this is also true. It's too cyberpunk, and it doesn't match the sword and magic style of the empire.
"I knew Ian that you would like this view."
Isengard was not surprised to notice Ian's "out of his mind" appearance - when he took Ian around the imperial capital, he would often see such expressions on his friends. He patted Ian on the shoulder: "But don't be dazed now, wouldn't it be good to let Anfa show us around later?"
"...In fact, compared to the world tree capital itself, I am even more amazed by the political system of Canaan Moore."
The silver-blue halos flashing in his eyes dimmed. After finishing his observation, Ian shook his head slightly, and complained: "Speaking of which, Ethan, don't you think it's strange... The difference between the Empire and Canaan Moore is so big, those elves They have even used crystal plates and digital currency! And we rarely use checks there!"
"Hmm...is there anything weird about that?"
Ian's question was about Ethan. The blond boy scratched his head and said in distress: "It's different, but...every country has its own differences? Every country in Terra has its own special features. If everyone is really similar, why not merge?"
"As for the crystal plate terminal, it is indeed a very advanced technology. Didn't the empire form an alliance with Canaan Moore some time ago? The technology introduction of the crystal plate terminal is in the cooperation project. I remember that it seems that the negotiation has been successful, and it may be officially at the end of the year. Import."
Speaking of this, Isengard seemed to think of something, lowered his voice, leaned over and said mysteriously: "Ian, do you want a pilot qualification? I have a qualification here, but I don't have a territory. If you are interested, I can give it to you! "
"Of course." Ian could actually tell that Isengard had specially asked himself a license to operate a crystal panel terminal in a pilot area, but he didn't want himself to care too much about it, so he said that.
He lowered his head and lowered his voice, pretending to be mysterious: "But there is no need to pretend, just tell the truth about our relationship—thank you, Ethan."
"Ah...no thanks..."
Isengard was a little embarrassed. He actually knew that with Ian's wisdom, it was impossible not to see this, but he didn't expect the other party to directly point out: "How should I go next... Hey, I have never been to this place before." ?”
Even though Isengard is a distinguished guest of Canaan Moore, he has not yet reached the point where he can enter the special passage for the Blood Department of the Ten Kings. He looked around and could only see a silver-white station space, but he couldn't find the exit for a while.
"The exit is above."
At this moment, Anfa showed up with Xiou and Master Gravey. The eldest lady of the Jindeng family was communicating with Master Gravey about the current situation of Canaan Moore—Master Gravey has not returned for fifty years. Naturally, there is a lot of information that needs to be updated.
Miss Elf knew the way very well, and signaled everyone to follow her. They came to an automatically activated magnetic levitation tray, and the exit gate was directly above the passage: "There are many designs in the world tree that are more anti-human, and there are many passages. You have to fly over, and you can only build additional elevators.”
—Of course, this is obviously the design of a low-gravity area in space, which is originally a place for astronauts to float and jump over. There is no way to float on the surface, you can only walk, it must be anti-human!
Ian can see at a glance why those 'anti-human' doors and passages are built in those places, and he can't help complaining in his heart: "The capital of the Emotional World Tree is really a spaceship inserted on the ground? Then the surrounding World Tree Didn’t the Gaia Garden in the capital come out when the spaceship fell?”
Thinking about it this way, it is now self-evident what the "root system" of the world tree capital is—that is obviously the Gaia garden seeder that has stored fire and is used for planetary transformation!
Standing on the maglev tray, a group of people were slowly sent up the exit passage.
"The blood of the ten kings of Moore in Canaan... what industry are they engaged in?"
On the way to leave, Ian asked Anfa curiously: "Every time the core members of the Ten King's Blood and the airship travel, it is estimated that tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Ona (thousands to 10,000 talers) will be thrown out. , this is indeed not much for the ruling family of Canaan Moore, but it can also create one or two sublimators."
"all."
Anfa's answer to Ian's doubts was simple: "The blood of the ten kings is all of Canaan Moore."
"Medical and health care, strategic development, organization and personnel, weapons and equipment, industrial production, alchemy and spiritual power, entertainment media, political diplomacy, food and agriculture, mining and forest ecology...all the aspects you can think of, and you can't think of, are enough to constitute a country and a civilization. All things are the inheritance of the blood of the ten kings."
Saying so, Anfa's tone was neither proud nor disgusted, but a natural statement: "There are no private companies in Canaan Moor...or in other words, there are only ten super-giant oligarchs under the name of Ten King's Blood, and subordinates Small businesses that are vassals of these groups."
"Every elf is an employee of the Ten Kings Blood, or indirectly serves the Ten Kings Blood... I know what Ian you want to ask, in fact, the Ten Kings Blood can even send extra Consumer vouchers are used to promote the economy, but that means will only be used when the economy is stagnant."
Anfa shrugged: "To be honest, core members like us rarely travel in front of the public, but what if we go out every day for 365 days? The money sent out is just digital currency, and they are nothing more than It is used for food, clothing, housing, transportation, and some luxury goods... If you want to accumulate potions, you have to see us at least a hundred times in a row."
—Emotional, have you really distributed money to the whole people?
Ian almost took a breath, but finally held back.
The political system of Canaan Moore is indeed a little more outrageous than he imagined... Ten super giant bloodline giants control the entire country, and all citizens are under their jurisdiction.
Because some aspects of Terra’s technology are extremely advanced, so that these giant companies can get enough wealth without exploiting ordinary people at all—and in order to ensure the stability of the entire society and avoid greater losses caused by popular riots, they You can sprinkle money without hesitation, sprinkle those "digital currencies" that are too much for ordinary people, and let the people spend, admire, and worship the order they set.
It’s like people never hate overtime, but forced overtime without overtime pay... If a company not only does not force you to work overtime, but also pays overtime, and even draws a lottery to randomly send extra bonuses to each employee, then How many people will hate this company and don't want to work for this company?
No wonder, the internal strife among the ten blood kings is so fierce, but Canaan Moore is still very calm... because the war between the ten blood kings only involves each other, it is a secret war between the nobles, and ordinary people are surrounded by this iron order Feeding, naturally there will be no unnecessary bad feelings.
This is an order that is being enforced on Terra outside the Empire.
"Why doesn't the Empire do this?"
Ian thought of this, and then quickly thought of the answer: "Hey, I'm really stupid—Ten King's Blood is just ten hills, and it must be managed in terms of management, and there are cutting-edge terminals like crystal board terminals. Technology, this can meet the conditions."
"On the other side of the empire, there are seven or eight hilltops in the intelligence organization alone, and the interior is a mess. This is the result of the two generations of Inaiga II and the land defenders. In addition, the empire also Without digital currency and crystal board terminals, it is still too early to engage in this kind of information management, let alone distribute money to all people.”
Besides, the system on Canaan Moor’s side is definitely not all advantages. Otherwise, the nations of Terra would not have any shame, and they would definitely copy it.
However, in this regard, we have to observe carefully before we can get the result.
"Isn't the blood of the ten kings an enemy?" Ian turned to ask another aspect: "Why can they separate out different fields to cooperate instead of fighting each other?"
"It's the enemy." The eldest lady of the Jindeng family sighed, and she looked towards the end of the exit: "But Canaan Moore must become a country in order to face the ubiquitous threat of natural disasters in the Royal Court of Heaven and Terra... We are the elves of Canaan Moor first, the masters of the world tree capital, and then the blood of the ten kings-to put it bluntly, it is the saying of Canaan Moore, fighting without breaking, this is the unspoken rule behind all struggles, making decisions in the general direction After the meeting is over, the ten **** kings will not continue to fight, but work together to advance."
"Of course, this is only an ideal state. In fact, even after the meeting is over, there will still be enemies inside to make things difficult... and usually, they will often provoke each other."
Saying so, Anfa stopped.
She frowned, and looked at the end of the road, another group of elves who had just come out of other airship passages: "It's like this now. I have met a feud."
The group of elves obviously also discovered the existence of Anfa, they froze for a moment and frowned. But soon, after realizing that Anfa's current physical strength does not seem to be very strong, their brows eased, and they approached.
"What, Anfa?"
Leaded by a long blue-haired elf youth, he stepped forward and said with a half-smile, "Why didn't you take the empty boat of your Jindeng family and the neon lights today, and instead took the silver balloon of the Yinmen family?"
"Why, do you want to marry into Yinmen's family as a concubine like your aunt?"
After speaking, the elf behind the young elf let out a very timely laugh.
Ian blinked, and he and Isengarde looked at each other, and the other party shook his head slightly, saying that the nobles in the empire never engage in literary battles—the nobles of the imperial capital are generally like the Earl of Phoenix and the Institute of the Intellect, and show off their chariots and horses to fight on the street , and the nobles of the Northland will directly pick up their bows and shoot at each other. They will not talk nonsense with you, and their martial arts are very abundant.
—The elves of Canaan Moor are still elegant. This is Isengard's emotion.
- I don't think this has anything to do with being gentle, unless it's another Terran trait. This is Ian's comment.
Then Ian and Anfa looked at each other, and found that the other party's expression was so calm that he wanted to yawn.
"Jegona, I know you have always had a crush on my uncle, there is no need to use me as a meal replacement to express your sincere fantasies."
Raising his eyebrows gracefully, Anfa replied lazily: "I have always supported free love, and I also support immoral and taboo love that crosses gender and family background. Don't worry, I will show you my sincerity in the newspaper tomorrow. The title is 'The second son of the branch branch bravely speaks out for true love' will definitely boost newspaper sales."
"Ha." The long-haired blue-haired elf of the vine branch, known as Jegna, sneered, "You're only a bit more talkative, bastard, I have so many gossips, how could you just make up one? Are you really going to show your face and engage in news attacks, or are you, a guy who can only travel with a prosthetic body, more afraid?"
"Hey." Anfa raised his eyebrows: "I thought everyone was envious of my dragon blood, but I didn't expect you to be quite dishonest—be honest, it's not shameful to say I'm envious."
"Envy? Pity!" Jegna shook his head disdainfully, "There is nothing to be envious of a fake product whose blood vessels may collapse at any time..."
"Excuse me, just stop."
At this time, when Jagna and Anfa were proceeding very smoothly, and I don’t know how many times they taunted each other, Ian suddenly spoke.
He raised his right hand, signaling the two sides to pause: "Are you really not going to do it?"
Under the dazed gaze of the elf on the opposite side, the white-haired boy sighed: "If you don't do it, can you get out of the way?"
"I'm very busy, and I'm in a hurry to conduct a field trip to the World Tree Capital, so I don't have time to listen to trash talk."
(end of this chapter)
