I Will Be The Crowned King

to reproduce?

Looking at the host operating in front of the difference engine under the stage lights, Anson was stunned.

How is he going to reproduce?

Mace Hornard on the side crossed his fingers and looked at the stage with a smile; the coffee that was only sipped on the table was already cold.

As the last lights faded away, there were only a few candles left in the pitch-black banquet hall, and dozens or hundreds of pairs of eyes full of nervousness and curiosity hidden in the darkness.

A beam of light emerges from a tube-hole arrangement on the "difference engine" and shines on a white curtain directly behind the stage.

Um? !

The stunned Anson was shocked... He seemed to have guessed what the "difference engine" was doing!

A few seconds later, the black and white light spots flickered alternately on the screen along with the light cast by the "difference engine", and the empty banquet hall was shocked, panic and exclamations sounded the friction between the gears when the machine was running. , and the roar of steam as it surges from the pipes.

[Hey... Zlazila... Has it started... Zlazila... Has the machine started? 】

Accompanied by a harsh noise, an escaped figure with an impatient tone "walked" into the curtain on the stage.

It was a rather shabby old man, with bird's nest hair and unshaven beard, and a costume-like robe that looked like a tattered pocket.

He sat upside down on a back chair, with both hands on the back of the chair, facing everyone in the banquet hall outside the curtain.

In the constant interweaving of exclamations, An Sen, who was looking at the figure projected on the screen, couldn't help frowning slightly... He always felt that this guy was a little familiar.

【Ah... Zlazi la... Okay? It's already started, where's my manuscript... Zlazi la... What, no manuscript? Let me just say something? How can you talk about something so important? ! 】

【Worried about failure? Stop for me and say it again... Zlazila... How could this genius's design fail... Zlazila...]

[Okay, it seems that I really can't count on you old potatoes with water in their brains, and I still have to do it myself today... Zilazi...]

The people in the picture are constantly dancing on the chairs, and from time to time they seem to be talking to some "non-existent" people; the dark banquet hall gradually quieted down, and the guests began to quietly appreciate the "moving, With Sound" oil painting.

At this moment, a nobleman suddenly jumped up from his chair and pointed at the figure in the picture in a stunned manner:

"I remembered, he is St. Isaac, and I also have a self-portrait of him when he was sixty-five years old in my house!"

"what?!"

"This is Isaac Rand?!"

"The Ring of Order is on!"

The entire hall was plunged into a commotion, and some of the stunned guests, some men and women, expressed their consternation in different ways.

After a few seconds, the people who finally recalled their respectability finally began to suppress their inner surprise.

Anson put down the glass silently, and now he finally knows why the host said just now that "the excitement will be reproduced tonight".

The picture that is being shown in front of me was recorded one hundred years ago, in the first year of the Saints Calendar, before Isaac Rand died in the assassination!

In the shocked silence of the audience, "Isaac Rand" in the picture suddenly coughed, bringing everyone's attention back to the white curtain of the stage:

[First of all, whoever found this video...Congratulations, because when making this...er...they haven't figured out a name yet, I'll call it 'moving image' for now...ahem, I was still there when the moving image was made Hesitant to publish it.

There are many reasons. For example, there are a lot of potatoes with water in their heads who think I can't succeed, but their opinions don't matter.

More importantly, I was hesitant, or rather hesitant, because I found that what I was about to say next was probably unacceptable to a lot of potatoes—and probably you too.

You will appreciate me first, then hate me, then thank me, and finally think I'm babbling, or take me to the sky.

So let's make it clear first: You can praise me, but don't hate me, because I'm a genius, I'm just telling you what will happen...]

This guy is definitely not an ordinary narcissist... Anson couldn't help but sighed.

In all the documents and textbooks related to "Saint Isaac" in the church colleges, almost all of them only mention his "unique talent", "leading the times" and "extraordinary" image, and rarely talk about his usual look.

Well, probably the church also understands that making a guy who is extremely narcissistic and looks down on other people to become a saint is really bad for his image...

[First of all, you must all know me, or at least have heard of me; I am Isaac Rand, the leader of the 'Sect of Truth' church, the chief advisor of the Privy Council of the Kingdom of Clovis... Barbara Barbara, a bunch of things title.

Whether you know me or not, you probably know that I invent a lot of things like steam cores, steam cores, and... uh... steam cores...

Oh! I also improved the ship design, popularized the four-wheeled carriage, and then the difference engine was also designed by me, but you should not know, there are also the new wharf, rails and new mining machines in the North Harbor, optimized the ratio of gunpowder, participated in the design of several models New-style artillery, but they didn't adopt it, saying that the artillery that can run by itself is a lunatic idea...

I've also started a few new disciplines, but if you're an academy student you're probably starting to hate me by now.

Because of the inventions of my colleagues and I, you can use cheap coal in winter, wear cheap clothes, eat cheap food, and you can ride in wagons and boats to places you've never been before.

In short, I, Isaac Rand, to you… some lucky gentleman, probably someone who invents a lot to make your life better.

You might think that's all there is to it, but it's not.

Because these 'good tools' will bring earth-shaking changes to the whole world!

It's not just the changes you can see in front of your eyes, more changes are invisible - like muskets replacing bows and arrows, some people think it's just about replacing archers with musketeers, but we all know that's not the case.

It's going to be a revolution, a revolution that sweeps everyone and destroys everything in your memory, and it happens much faster than you can imagine.

To put it more bluntly, better tools don't necessarily make your life better, because good tools mean no more manpower, and convenient transportation means you get from one place to another. time was greatly shortened.

This is not a gospel, this is a fuse, a fuse that will bring the order of the entire world to a halt.

Just like the Kingdom of Clovis today, it looks like flowers are beautiful, but it is actually cooking oil - explosive progress, the price of the Kingdom of Clovis expanding wildly for more gold, market and population. It is targeted by the whole world and besieged from all sides.

To a certain extent, I caused this situation: if it were not for the production of the steam engine, the royal family and nobles who spent so much money would not be so desperate for new coal mines and shipping routes that they provoked one after another. war.

I turned it on, so it's my responsibility to control it.

Of course, I think society does need to progress, but it should be an orderly progress, not an explosion, which will only bring turmoil, chaos and destruction.

Technological and social changes should be done gradually and bit by bit; only in this way can the world complete the transition smoothly and unknowingly accept new technologies, new ideas and new forms of social organization.

I discussed this with my best friend Brandon, the king of the Clovis Kingdom, for a long time, and he was always hesitant to accept it.

Tonight, I will completely persuade him to hand over all the research results of me and the 'Qiuzhen Sect' to the Church of Order. In exchange, I will reach peace with the Pope and the emperor. The Church will master the most advanced technology, and then it will be up to them to decide. Which should be opened, which should not be put on hold, and which should be discontinued.

This is the best solution I can think of so far.

Okay, that's all I have to say; Brandon must be getting impatient, I have to go home and change clothes first...]

With the roar of a steam pipe, Isaac Rand in the picture got up and left; the white and black flickering picture gradually disappeared in the grimace of the "old genius" sticking out his tongue.

A dead silence.

Anson knew exactly what was coming... Hours later, Isaac Rand was killed in his home, and his coachman was said to be one of many assassins.

Although the Church of Order never publicly acknowledged it, it usually acquiesced that Isaac Rand's death was the result of the efforts of the Pope at the time.

Of course, even if there is no Church of Order, there are many people who want Isaac Rand to die - businessmen who were pushed into bankruptcy by new technologies, lost nobles who were destroyed by Clovis, farmers whose land was taken away by factories...

In the quiet hall, many sighs and sighs sounded one after another.

Anson also heard many young guests whispering, discussing assumptions such as "If the church had known about St. Isaac's decision earlier, maybe it wouldn't have to...".

There were also some ladies and ladies who covered their faces and cried, saying "stop him quickly", "hurry up and stop him" and so on, making the young gentleman beside him scrambling to comfort him.

There are also those who tell the other party bluntly that "he has been dead for a hundred years", and the girl who was angrily reprimanded "cold-blooded!" poured a drink on him.

Some wealthy businessmen with a lot of money have seen some business opportunities from it - if this restored machine can completely record the pictures and sounds of a hundred years ago, it should not be a problem to replace it with the current one.

Those classic music, graceful dances and brilliant plays can be played thousands of times in just one performance, and all you have to pay is the cost of starting the machines and the venue!

The nobles of the upper class may not be able to accept the black and white pictures and the sound of the steam pipes, but ordinary people who cannot afford theater tickets will not care about these.

With the re-lighting of the lights, the entire banquet hall was immersed in a sea of ​​joy, and all the guests applauded unanimously under a certain atmosphere.

In this thunderous applause, the solemn and unsmiling Luther Franz stepped onto the stage at the invitation of the host, followed by the smug ambassador Maurice Périgord.

It seems that Luther Franz should have successfully mediated... Anson applauded silently in his heart.

I saw the Archbishop slowly open his arms and open his mouth to the audience in a slightly raised posture:

"Gentlemen and ladies... Saint Isaac's death is the regret of an era, but it is also the beginning of an era; without him, we would not be where we are today."

"His **** left forever because of a terrible misunderstanding, but his will and ideas have been leading us, and even the entire world of order."

"The church...will bring a more stable order, more prosperous development, and more scientific progress to the whole world; it has been so in the past 100 years, and it will be so in the future!"

"Therefore, as the Archbishop of Clovis Kingdom, I, Luther Franz, hereby announce that within the next year, this 'moving image' technology will be promoted to the world starting from Clovis City. "

Speaking of which, Archbishop Luther paused, then continued:

"And take this as an opportunity to vigorously promote the technology promotion plan of the Church of Order, starting from the hometown of St. Isaac in the Kingdom of Clovis, to promote the first generation of steam core and difference engine technology to the entire order world!"

"Everyone - as long as they are recognized by the Church of Order and have a certain amount of financial resources, they can buy a complete set of blueprints and the corresponding use technology from the Church at a suitable price~www.novelmt.com~ We will follow the Holy Spirit. Isaac's footsteps, into a new era!"

The voice fell, and in the silence of the audience who didn't know how to react, thunderous applause exploded!

The disclosure of the steam core and the difference engine technology means that the two core technologies of the Church of Order are completely open to the world - although it is only the first generation version, it still has extraordinary significance!

The elf ambassador who had always stood behind the archbishop also took the opportunity to formally announce to everyone present that the elven kingdom of Iser would continue to maintain a "faithful friendship" with the kingdom of Clovis to maintain peace between the two sides.

This exciting news further detonated the atmosphere of the scene, and the enthusiastic applause showed no signs of stopping.

Amid the cheers from the audience, Mace Hornard, who also applauded softly, leaned back in the chair very relaxed, and the corner of his mouth suddenly raised a cold arc, looking at Maurice, the elf ambassador enjoying the much-anticipated look, He left proudly amid the cheers of everyone present.

On the gentle cheeks, those emotionless eyes were now looking at a dead man.