Chapter 824 In Castel, even machine spirits need to be literate.
The entire factory has a very unified style, clearly showing careful design rather than the previous messy pile-up.
Neat, efficient, and possessing a unique industrial aesthetic.
The production line was no longer crowded with workers; instead, it felt somewhat empty. The machines, on the other hand, were loudly chanting their commands as they continuously processed and produced goods.
"Chloe, thanks to the help of the Machine Souls, the workers in the factory are spared a lot of tedious work. The production of many things actually relies on the cooperation between the Machine Souls. Once you teach them to read, perhaps we can even discuss production plans with the Machine Souls."
Gaia, who was leading Chloe around, said with some longing.
"Perhaps one day, factories will no longer need workers. Heavy labor will be done by machines, and people will only need to do creative work, such as writing novels or drawing pictures, while the specific execution will be handled by machine spirits—that would be a wonderful picture."
Chloe nodded, then felt something was off: "What if the Machine Soul is better at writing novels or drawing?"
Gaia: "."
"The machine spirits don't need rest; they can write and draw 24 hours a day. Does that mean humans can only do low-level jobs?"
Gaia: "Huh? Oh... I don't think so, right? I feel like no machine spirit can replace Nini's novel."
Chloe thought about the unofficial histories and various stories written by Nini and felt that they were really convincing.
"That's true, the machine spirit shouldn't be that crazy."
Gaia: "But I think Miss Zoe might be replaced. I heard her romance novels aren't selling well again."
"Once I teach the Machine Soul to read, Zoe can try selling it to it."
Gaia, clutching her diary, walked all the way to the assembly workshop.
"This is the assembly workshop. The self-propelled artillery pieces here have completed the summoning ceremony of their machine spirits and can now communicate. Once assembly and quality inspection are completed, they can be rolled off the production line and shipped out. You can use this time to teach them to read."
"Oh, I saw the production process you gave me before. By the way, you don't need the complicated rituals anymore when summoning machine spirits?"
Chloe's tone was somewhat wistful, as Castel's first machine spirit was summoned by her.
To be precise, it was summoned by Chloe, Gaia, and Monica together. Initially, it required a complicated ritual and prayers, and they even had to dance while holding up machine oil.
That happened a long time ago.
Back then, Gaia, her, and Monica always got together to do bad things, and the toilets at the Eastern Test Site were blown up by the three of them several times.
"No need. The summoning ritual has been simplified in many ways and can now be performed in an assembly line manner. By using the aura of the one in the stellar furnace, the machines on the production line are directly awakened through the solidified ritual field."
Gaia pointed: "Look, it's over there."
Chloe turned her head to look at the diary and immediately smiled; she even saw a familiar face.
"Beatrice is here too?"
"Yes, she has an extremely high affinity for machine spirits, which can greatly improve summoning efficiency. She seems to have a strong sense of crisis and is always worried about losing her job. To be honest, I think with her ability to pollute the fountain, she will never be unemployed."
Being able to spew pollution anytime, anywhere is practically equivalent to having a built-in oil well on Earth, making it quite difficult to lose one's job.
"What do you think would happen if she became a self-propelled artillery driver?"
"ah?"
"Think about it, isn't the most troublesome thing about self-propelled artillery the need to carry contaminants as fuel and ammunition? With this, there's no shortage of contaminants. And when it runs out of ammunition, it can simply open the loading port and spray contaminants directly out of the barrel—this thing is even more powerful than the cannon itself!"
Gaia thought for a moment, then couldn't help but gasp: "Hiss, that makes sense. But isn't she the Pope of the Candlelight Church? It feels a bit strange to see her fighting the Candlelight Church on the battlefield."
"What's so strange about that? Isabella is still the Empress, and she's still fighting the Empire. I even think it's an Imperial tradition."
Gaia: "Let's talk about your work instead."
"So you're here to be my assistant? That's impossible. You're in charge of both production and R&D now, you don't have time to teach artillery to read, do you?"
"Teaching artillery to read feels a bit strange. Would the shells fired from artillery that can read have writing on them? Would the blast radius have a damage bonus against illiterate people?"
"Probably not, but literate machine spirits can swear in the Imperial language, so they might be able to drop leaflets."
As Gaia spoke, she led Chloe into the assembly workshop, to a small figure.
"This is your teaching assistant, you can call her Xiao Bu."
"Hello, Lady Gaia!" Little Bu quickly put the wrench aside, pushed up the helmet that was a bit too big for her, and her two pointed ears bounced in the groove under the brim.
"Little Bu, you'll be working with this Chloe... um, lady."
Little Bu paused for a moment, looked at Chloe, and then his two big eyes lit up instantly: "A book! A book I've never seen before!!"
Chloe felt uncomfortable under Chloe's gaze, as if she were a lamb being watched by a coyote.
“You know Little Bu, right? The first to arrive in Castel, um, the underground people.”
"It's just an untouchable, that's all," Little B said casually. "Lady Chloe, may I look through you?"
She spoke so politely, but her hand had already reached out unconsciously, her eyes filled with greed—a greed for knowledge.
Chloe was momentarily stunned to find herself with her legs draped over by Little Bu, being rapidly turned over.
"Wait, wait! Don't flip through this! This is a diary! A diary! You can't just look at it! You're not allowed to look!!"
"Huh, why aren't there any other words? Could it be like what Lady Nini wrote in her book, where blood is used to bind the master? Or is there some unique reading method?"
Little Bu explored with shining eyes.
"Ahem, Xiao Bu and her tribe have a strong interest in knowledge, making them ideal teaching assistants. This is also the Lord's arrangement, hmm."
Gaia watched the two of them getting along so well, nodded in satisfaction, and left.
As she walked out, the workers along the way greeted her.
Most of them were Castel people, but there were also some newcomers from Blood Harbor, and occasionally you could even see one or two banshees—they came to the factory to loosen up their screws and relax when they had nothing to do.
But besides these people, there is also a special group of workers.
Gaia lowered her gaze.
Before her stood a large group of short people, most of whom were only up to Gaia's waist. They had large eyes and pointed ears, and they were arguing and bickering with each other over the blueprint.
Despite the chaos, they used their tools quickly and steadily, achieving a work efficiency ten times that of other workers.
(End of this chapter)
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