Chapter 53 How can science be such an inconvenient thing!
How about just let it be, it seems like it would be nice to continue following the rules of this world.
With the secret help of the banshees, the backing of the Silent Temple and the pirates as allies, he can gain a foothold in the Storm Ocean. In the future, he will be the real Count of Zeus, then the Marquis of Zeus, the Duke, and even be crowned the emperor of the empire and unify the entire continent.
These are all excellent things.
But why was he feeling so unmotivated? Hughes grabbed his hair in annoyance.
"Why did I come here?"
Enjoy life? Kill the boredom of sitting motionless on the golden throne? Or just for fun like a real evil god, come down in a random body? It seems to be both, but it seems to be none of them. Zeus's eyes are getting more and more confused, and past memories keep flashing before his eyes, until -
A somewhat blurry figure appeared in my mind, along with that hoarse voice.
"You are the evil god's lackey. You have defiled the sacred machinery."
A steel arm pierced through the chest of worker Hughes, and his blood stained the wooden floor of the office red.
Xiusi's scattered eyes focused.
It was the last death.
What did he do at that time?
He improved the machines in the factory, he told his fellow workers interesting stories to add a little more anticipation to their boring and numb lives, and he tried to share his knowledge with every hard-working person.
In the Rhine, the average life expectancy of these workers is less than 30 years.
"Me, the evil god's lackey?"
Hughes straightened up in his chair.
The pollution in the sea lasted for a thousand years. A thousand years ago, the church blocked the information about the pollution and the extraordinary people stayed away from the sea.
A thousand years later, the church is still blocking information about pollution, and the ocean is still full of pollution.
Nothing has changed.
"I, defiled, the sacred, machinery?"
The workers coughed as they worked in the dusty factory, and if they were not careful their flesh and blood would be sucked away by the machines nearby.
The factory owner knelt and smiled fawningly, while the mechanical priest skillfully dismantled the bearings and threw the parts to the ground with a sneer, into his blood.
His blood was shed again and again, he descended again and again, and he was disappointed again and again.
He had only been in contact with those workers for a few days, but he had experienced the suffering they endured for many years.
Now, he is also qualified to oppress others and can go along with them.
Do you want to go? "Dream on!"
Hughes squeezed out two words from between his teeth, he stood up and kicked the chair away!
Is this how the world should be? Does he have to live like this? Does he have to be like these people? Let him stand with those corrupt and greedy nobles, the conservative and arrogant church, and the cold and cruel capital, and tell him that this is a gift?
How could he accept it! "I remember now."
Hot emotions surged in my chest, and those insignificant confusions and self-doubts were instantly broken through, making the fire burn even more fiercely.
"I come here again and again just to smash everything that is rotten to pieces."
The world is weird and crazy, so what?
Science is a way to understand the world, a standardized process for exploring the unknown, a truth that has emerged from countless doubts and debates, and a hymn that humans have composed with courage and reason. Has it ever been weak for a moment? Radioactive substances on the blue planet can also cause harm if touched, but aren't humans still moving step by step towards the sun?
The speed of light is eternal and cannot be exceeded, the observer effect is bizarre and difficult to understand, and there are many counterintuitive things. Has the world ever existed according to human ideas?
The earth is not the center of the world, nor is the sun. Humans are just tiny specks of dust in the universe, but they are still constantly exploring the world.
Hughes looked at his hands.
Indeed, this world is weird and crazy, but human footsteps have still spread across land and sea.
This world is different from Blue Planet, so we should adapt to it. The rules of this world are weird and crazy, so we should study the rules.
Besides, is the knowledge in his head really useless? Water pressure still solved the curse of the banshee, and the steam engine in the factory can still be improved to increase efficiency.
This is still the most obvious application.
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Suddenly, Hughes remembered the story he told the workers when he came last time.
Could it be that the scientific knowledge in his mind is also a kind of [pollution] to the people of this world? And going a step further, could the industrial products he produces also be a kind of pollution? If he trains many engineers in the future, will the knowledge and rationality in these people's minds become a new supernatural power? Supernatural rank: [Engineer] [Scientist], it's interesting to think about it.
People on the blue planet can use scientific knowledge, so can they use pollution?
Use magic to defeat magic? Use pollution to defeat pollution?
“If science is really just another kind of pollution, can I use it to fight other pollution?”
“If there’s no way to solve pollution, then why not embrace it?”
If you can't beat them, join them. If you can't solve the problem, it will become a bigger problem. Since you will inevitably be contaminated by contact with the extraordinary, it is better to contaminate yourself first.
This is the true way to arm your mind with science.
So what will they think of the future Castels, which is full of factories, uses oil as its blood, exhales thick smoke, eats ore and steel, has roads clogged with goods, and ships fill the port?
His soldiers charged forward, chanting probability theory and linear algebra loudly. His shells, engraved with E=mc, whizzed down from the sky. Fire and pollution broke out on the battlefield. Fire attacked their flesh and science attacked their souls. The enemies wailed and prayed that knowledge would quickly get out of their minds.
His registers sing in binary, and the buzzers in his chips and circuit boards sound automatically. What a picture that must be! I'm afraid it would drive you crazy just by looking at it.
Not to mention the pollution and scientific creations, even ordinary commodities can have an impact on the people in this world.
How would people view Castel when the clothes they wear, the cars they drive, the food they eat, and even the holy emblem of the church are all produced by him? A small island, or an indescribable behemoth? The believers of the church pray to the holy books he printed. Whose believers are they?
That must be very interesting.
"Fortunately, I am not an evil god, otherwise this world might really be doomed." Zeus smiled.
He turned around and opened the door. "Connor! Send the blueprint of the steam engine to Ash and ask her to use her magic to come up with a solution. Ask Alexi to come over tomorrow. I want to talk to him about the workshop. And..."
"Now come with me to the chemistry lab!"
(End of this chapter)