Struggle in the Steam Age

"It's good that you guys are here, and we can arrange the tasks now. By the way, do you know how to read?" Lawrence asked after watching the three jackals who stood out from the crowd and finished their simple self-introduction.

Sure enough, in this relatively primitive civilization, the leader is either old and wise, or has a certain skill, or is the strongest. For example, the three leaders standing in front of Lawrence now look very conform to this rule.

"I can read." The only jackal female among the three said, in the introduction just now, she should be the leader of Heiyu Village, and also serves as the clerk of Hewan Town. "When I was young, I went to Harpy City—no, it was the temple of Jade City to learn medical skills. At the same time, I learned to write and write."

"That's good." Lawrence nodded, and then asked the staff behind him to hand her a small box, "This is something I planned, and you can start working after you have spare labor. Don't worry about the raw materials, it's very fast." Someone will send it to you soon. There are detailed construction manuals and bronze smelting manuals in the box. If you don’t understand anything, please send someone to the temple to ask.”

Then Lawrence assigned tasks to the other people present one by one. With the help of the model, these leaders quickly understood the tasks assigned by Lawrence, and then took over the small box containing the mission documents. Among them, there are a lot of things to do in several big cities such as Jade City, so that the staff of the temple are required to help the mayors of these cities to get the boxes

It took half a day, and when Lawrence said his mouth was dry, he finally arranged the specific work. This is a very difficult job for him, because he needs to deal with the endless problems of these jackal leaders. Fortunately, through the soul connection between several people, Lawrence can be regarded as a relatively perfect solution to the problem.

The reason why everyone was in a hurry when they were prepared was because Lawrence, Nora and Shumei, the guys with the same three views, had the only experience in management before that was a bunch of Paradox games that Lawrence had played in his previous life . And Safir's management experience is limited to how to manage a family and manor learned from the girls' school.

So when they really faced these, Lawrence and the others discovered that they encountered far more problems than they had imagined before. Fortunately, with everyone's efforts, these problems were finally solved perfectly.

The next half day is the time to train technicians, and at this point the superiority of the extraordinary world is reflected. By consuming a large amount of liquid power of faith, Nora instilled a lot of knowledge into the selected 1,200 staff gathered from various temples, just like the last time Lawrence was infused with a principle of knowledge by the God of Knowledge .

It's just that this time it's not to improve IQ, but to quickly train technicians in all aspects. So there is not a lot of instilled content, even ordinary people can remember these instilled knowledge.

It's a pity that this method of memory instillation has high requirements for both the knowledge instiller and the person who receives the knowledge. If the jackals here were not extremely devout and Nora controlled the core of the astral plane, it would not be possible as it is now. so smooth.

On the other hand, the technicians trained by instilling memories in this way are much lower than ordinary technicians trained through learning, and it is more difficult for ordinary technicians to improve themselves. Fortunately, this plane does not need highly skilled researchers for the time being, and such temporary technicians are enough.

When it was getting dark outside, the last staff member of the temple finished accepting Nora's memory infusion, crossed his hands in front of his chest, bowed deeply, and walked out of the hall backwards. After the wooden door of the main hall was closed with a bang, everyone was immediately relieved from the solemn state just now.

"It's finally finished." Nora raised her hands and rubbed her face. "Floating there with a sullen face all day long, I feel that my whole face is stiff."

"No way, who let those jackals treat you as a guide. As a guide, you can get so many benefits, and you should pay for it." At this point, Lawrence, who was sitting on the steps, opened his mouth and ate Sai Phil fed him a mint and then said vaguely. "And I'm more uncomfortable than you are now. It feels like my throat has been rubbed with sandpaper."

Safiel, who was sitting next to Lawrence, took out a water bottle and drank it with her head up. Because Nora had just announced Safiel as her chief knight in front of the jackals, so many jackals complained to her. She asks questions.

After drinking the water, Safiel put the kettle on the side steps and asked everyone. "We have been busy for so long before, and explained so many problems just now, I think everything will go smoothly in the future."

"It's hard to say." Nora shook her head, "Although due to various considerations, we didn't take the overly complicated machinery of the industrial age. But we also brought the technological level of the entire outside world from the primitive era to the dawn at once. The era. From a purely technical level, this has reached the limit of what the jackals can accomplish. So there is a high probability that something goes wrong in the middle."

The so-called Age of Dawn is equivalent to the Age of Renaissance in Lawrence's previous life, and it is also the highest level of technology that the handicraft industry can achieve. At the same time, because there is no series of machinery that converts heat energy into kinetic energy like steam engines, these technologies belong to those jackals can understand and they can learn to master. It's not like a barbarian who just doesn't know the principle when he gets a computer, excessively raising the overall technical level so as to completely interrupt the progress of civilization.

"But don't worry." Seeing Safiel, who seemed a little frustrated after listening to Nora's words, Lawrence stepped forward to comfort him, "The problems we will encounter next will be gradually exposed during the construction process. Such a concentrated outbreak like today. The work intensity is much lower than today."

Sure enough, in the next two days, although some jackals encountered problems after starting work, the number was not many. After being submitted to the temple, it can basically be solved directly by those temporarily trained technicians or based on the information left by Lawrence and the others.

"It seems that we don't need to wait here." After finding that everything was on the right track, Lawrence and the others decided to temporarily leave the outside of the astral world and return to the main plane at noon that day. After all, they just came out to hunt for treasures along the way this time, and their real goal was to go home and have a look, but now they have all been out for a month and haven't arrived at the place yet.

After tidying up, the four of Lawrence and the others appeared in a forest. Maybe because it's only seven o'clock in the morning, the woods are quiet, only some mist is slowly flowing at the height of the trunk.

"This is the main world?" Nora floated up and looked around curiously, then landed on Lawrence's shoulder and said. "It doesn't feel much different from the place before. If there is a real difference, it means that I don't have that kind of connection with heaven and earth."

Lawrence didn't know how to answer the conversation at this time. People with an average sense of power to control a world would definitely feel uneasy if they lost it. But Nora didn't seem to care about it at all, she was still floating around happily looking at these things outside that she hadn't seen before.

"Let's have something to eat first." Lawrence suggested at this time, and as soon as the words fell, everyone immediately expressed their support. Because what I ate before is really hard to describe.

It wasn't that the jackals abused them. It could even be said that the group of jackals had offered up the best food they could. It's a pity that it's limited to the problem of productivity. Whether it's wine, beer or barbecue, they all have a strange smell.

For example, the wine and beer in it have a rotten smell obviously caused by improper fermentation, and all kinds of barbecue are also full of strange fishy smell because of too few spices. What's worse is that in order not to hurt the feelings of those devout jackals, everyone not only had to resist eating those things, but also showed happy expressions. Otherwise, those jackals are likely to fall into some kind of extremely depressed mood.

So after returning to the main plane, everyone hopes to eat something else to soothe the stomach that has been tortured by the so-called specialty food in that astral plane these days. Soon, a small kerosene stove was lit. Then everyone started frying bacon, eggs and other food, ready to make a hearty Britton-style breakfast.