Pioneering

Chapter 138 The idea of ​​making a magic lamp and free labor

Seeing the devil Salt fleeing quickly, Zhong Ming was unambiguous, his divine power surged, and his figure transformed into an electric python, which pierced the sky like lightning and rushed directly to the direction Salt was escaping from.

With the whistling sound like thunder, the distance between the two quickly narrowed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Salt wanted to ask for mercy: "Your Majesty, please go around..."

Before he finished speaking, streaks of metallic energy entangled him in the blink of an eye, bound him tightly in a perfect "tortoise shell binding" method, and his mouth was blocked by a mass of energy.

Without resistance, without time to react, the power of resistance will disappear, and he will be captured in such an understatement, and the energy in the body will be locked.

The gap between the second-order and third-order limit states is so large.

In the next moment, Zhong Ming happened to catch Salter who was falling downwards, and held the other man's neck firmly with one hand, leading him to disappear into the sky.

……

In an uninhabited cave outside Ante City, Zhong Ming knocked Salter, who was hanging upside down by him, and started his long-lost interrogation. —It is a thrifty virtue to squeeze the enemy as dry as possible.

"Snapped-"

An energy light whip condensed by Zhong Ming's divine power lashed at Saert's body, making the elegant Mr. Devil howl in pain.

There is quite a metallic quality in Zhong Ming's divine power, and it is undoubtedly efficient in terms of lethality.It tastes quite sour when used to torture people.

Otherwise, how much effect would ordinary torture methods have on Salt, who has been struggling in the hell of jealousy for nearly ten thousand years?
"I ask you to answer, understand?"

"I answered, can you give me a way out?" Sart raised his eyelids and asked weakly.

"Ow—"

The divine power was condensed into indestructible energy needles, which suddenly pierced towards Sart's goat's hooves and claws, completely submerged.

"You still dare to negotiate with me?" Zhong Ming waved the light whip in his hand several times, beating a little vigorously.

"It's death if you say it, and it's death if you don't say it. Then why should I say it? Why, do gods have this kind of intelligence?"

Sartre, who felt that he was almost certain to die, was going to die before dying.

"Good guy, there are tough guys like you in the devil?" Zhong Ming smacked his lips and said in surprise, "If you cooperate with me, I can make you die more quickly.

If I am in a happy mood, maybe I can accept you as a running dog, so you don't have to die? "

"If you don't cooperate, hehe, I heard that you have a good way of punishment in hell, I would like to ask you to appreciate the punishment in the world.

Do you know all five punishments?Does Ling Chi know?Do you know the hanging head?Do you know cooking?Do you know about the castration?Do you know the punishment?Do you know the pin?Do you know the punishment?Broken vertebrae know?Do you know about lead filling?Do you know how to play the pipa?Gut pumping know?
Let me explain to you..."

Seeing Zhong Ming talking about it with great interest, Salter felt in his heart: Hell is empty, and the devil is in the astral world.

Why is this god so proficient in punishment?

"Wow~" Salt opened his mouth resolutely, and said flatteringly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I am a dog. I am a good lackey. I have worked for many bosses, including the Earl of Hell..."

The corners of Zhong Ming's mouth raised slightly, and he secretly smiled in his heart: This is the devil in my heart, why do you look like a tough guy, isn't this just playing tricks?

"Ahem, recover, I still like your unruly appearance just now."

Salt immediately restrained his smile when he heard the words, and said, "Excuse me, Your Majesty."

"Which spell models do you know, don't miss one, report them all to me."

"How can Your Majesty like this kind of gadget?" Salter asked with some doubts.

As far as the gods are concerned, even if they are official wizards of the Nine Rings, the demigod limit (the third-order limit), the forbidden spells cast are the same thing, and they can hurt the gods with weak divine power.

Compared with the divine power, authority and divine body of the gods, the wizard's spells are still weak.

And legendary wizards (level four) beheaded gods, that is, the sea god Siri, Savid... and other few examples, and missed some gods who were seriously injured to half-dead in the battle of gods.

From the Nine Rings Epic wizard to the legendary wizard, due to the suppression of some gods, it is even more difficult to promote the legendary wizard based on knowledge.

However, many gods still feel upright in their mouths, and there are also many gods who secretly learn wizard spells.

In line with the idea of ​​"what others do not have, what others have is superior", Zhong Ming, who is greedy for extraordinary knowledge, naturally does not want to lag behind the gods.

Involution is everywhere.

"Stop talking nonsense, just say whatever you want, is it itchy again?" Zhong Ming immediately slapped Salt with a few whips.

Sart groaned a few times, and didn't dare to talk nonsense, and began to talk about the most basic spell models he dabbled in.

This lecture was about the stars moving, the sky was slightly bright, and seeing Salt still talking non-stop, Zhong Ming couldn't sit still.

Zhong Ming saw that he was rich in skills with the eyes of true sight, and it would not be too late to kill him if he was ready to drain his extraordinary knowledge, but this would be too time-consuming, right?

"Stop, stop!"

"My lord, what's the matter?" Salt asked puzzled.

"You want to talk about the year of the monkey and the month of the horse. Is there a way to hurry up?"

"What does the year of the monkey mean?"

"Papa—"

After a few more lashes, Zhong Ming said, "I told you not to talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, you just deserve a beating, right?"

After screaming in pain, Salt almost shed tears of grievance, and said: "Yes, of course, I will still use the spell of memory transmission."

"Papa—"

"If you didn't say it earlier, you are sincerely wasting my time, right?"

After all, Salt couldn't help but shed black and red tears, and said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, you didn't ask."

"Huh?" Zhong Ming waved his whip.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault, it's my ignorance, my stupidity, my lack of wink.

Don't fight, Your Majesty, you have been fighting all night, if you hit me again, I will go to the underworld. "Saerte felt his body with unhealed old wounds and new wounds, and felt sad from his heart for a moment.

"Then hurry up and work, do you want me to remind you?"

"Yes, yes, that, my lord, do you think I am suitable to be a dog?" Salt asked with flattery on his face and anxiety in his heart.

Hell bless, hell bless, bless me survive...

Zhong Ming thought for a while, although this big devil frightened Shana's family, he was caught by him before he could do any actual harm, so it's okay to keep him as a lackey.

"Besides, living is much more painful than dying." Zhong Ming made up his mind to let Sartre experience suffering in the world.

"You," Zhong Ming walked up and down, as if he was thinking about the life and death of Salt, under his expectant, fearful and apprehensive gaze, he said slowly,
"I think you still have the potential to be a lackey, and you have a lot of experience as a lackey.

After careful consideration, I decided to accept you as a running dog.

You have to be grateful, grateful for this hard-won chance of rebirth, and be a good dog, understand? "

Salt wept with joy for a moment, rejoicing that he escaped from death at last.

As for human beings, oh, what's wrong with being gods' dogs?It's not that he hasn't done it before, he has a lot of experience.

Haven't recognized a hundred and eighty masters in hell, haven't recognized a hundred and eighty adoptive fathers, are you worthy of claiming to be a hell elite rising from the bottom?
"Your Majesty, no, master, this is a sliver of my soul, please keep it safe." Sart respectfully handed over his lifeblood.

The source of the soul is one of the absolute lifeblood of every intelligent life, and the world of Zoya does not have too many means to obliterate the slaves through the source of the soul.

Zhong Ming put away this thread of soul origin, took out a piece of pure gold and twisted it into gold paper, used it as a blank spell scroll, learned and sold it to perform the devil's contract technique, and wrote hundreds of unequal treaties.

After signing at the position of the master, Zhong Ming pointed to the position of the servant, motioning for Salt to sign.

"Heh, sign this, and then swear allegiance to Styx according to the content above, and your life will be temporarily saved."

Salter signed the slave contract with "weeping tears of joy", and excitedly swore allegiance to Zhong Ming to Styx.

This is the first time he has seen such a cautious master. If the masters he has stabbed in the back before are like this, how can he rise up?

Then Salt used memory transmission again, and transferred all the skills he had accumulated in hell for nearly ten thousand years, such as spell models, contracts, runes, pharmacy, and formations, to Zhong Ming.

Although most of this knowledge tends to be destructive, there is also a lot of useful knowledge.

After carefully checking that there were no mistakes or omissions with the eyes of true sight, Zhong Ming stopped squeezing his knowledge contentedly.

Seeing that the sky was about to brighten, Zhong Ming also planned to return to Ante City to deal with the follow-up matters.

"Your size is a bit of a hindrance."

Zhong Ming looked at Salt and thought: I can't carry a running dog with such an image with me, it's too detrimental to my glorious image.

Salter was a little terrified by Zhong Ming's gaze, and took the initiative to change back to the appearance of an old gentleman, looking at Zhong Ming obsequiously, for fear that he would be destroyed by humanity because of his ugliness.

Which Zhong Ming still shook his head: "No, no, you still have to scare Shana and the others like this. By the way, give me the contract you signed with Miller."

Where did Salt dare to bargain with Zhong Ming, he obediently offered the contract with both hands, and looked at Zhong Ming honestly.

Seeing Salt's appearance, Zhong Ming suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and an evil idea flashed in his mind, took out some magic resistance gold, used authority to control this extraordinary metal with a melting point of nearly [-] degrees, purified and shaped it...

A golden lamp that looked like an oil lamp appeared in front of Sart, and Zhong Ming performed the devil's contract technique again, engraved a few clauses on it, and asked Sart to drip a few drops of blood on it.

How could Salt have any objection, so he could only follow suit.

So far, a magic lamp has been freshly baked, which is almost as effective as the lamp of a certain tailor's son.

The devil cannot leave the golden lamp; the devil must fulfill the three wishes of the lamp rubbing person.

……

On the way to Ante City, Zhong Ming secretly planned the harvest.

This time Zhong Ming gained a lot. Salt, as a long-lived great devil, has dabbled in a wide range of fields and accumulated a lot of supernatural knowledge, which can be regarded as rich in many fields.

And after learning about the situation in Hell, Zhong Ming couldn't help thinking about the possibility: Can some Hell creatures be caught as cheap labor for industrialization.

Although Salt was not able to grasp some space nodes due to his lack of strength, he was a born rebellious boy and an outstanding member of the Backstab Academy, and he had some understanding of the approximate positions of two of the nodes under his boss.

One of the nodes is in the Principality of Magzek in the northern continent, not far from Yige.

If Zhong Ming wants to develop the industrialization of magic in the world of Zoya, liberate and develop productivity, so that these believers have more time and energy to provide their own beliefs, then the two elements of energy and labor must be resolved first.

Drawing the blueprints of steam engines and internal combustion engines is not difficult for Zhong Ming's current memory tracing ability, but on the Northern Continent, especially the Principality of Yige, oil and coal resources are relatively poor.

Therefore, Zhong Ming must find a way to solve this power source problem - either continue to expand or find new energy sources and utilization methods.

In short, he cannot tolerate the future economic lifeline of his forces falling into the hands of other forces, and "import" is full of uncertainties.

What's more, we have all come to a different world in the style of western fantasy. Is it appropriate not to use some magic energy?

The Principality of Yige is rich in mineral resources such as special metals and magic stones. If it weren't for the suppression of wizards by the Sea God Church, it would actually be very suitable for the development of wizards.

Zhong Ming also vaguely intends to establish a wizarding academy, so as to study topics such as magic power sources, give full play to the unique advantages of the world of Zoya, and build a beautiful... and so on.

On the other hand, regarding the labor force, Zhong Ming is actually very reluctant to engage in that kind of extremely bloody primitive capital accumulation. After all, in his opinion, every human being is his own potential leek, and being cut off by himself is far more important than being cut off by the magic industry.

Industrialization generally serves as the initial primitive capital at the expense of agriculture and the interests of farmers.

For example, during Bluestar’s first industrial revolution, the “enclosure movement” that appeared in John Bull Country performed a vivid wave of “sheep cannibalism”—the new industrial aristocracy directly took away farmers’ land as pastures and forced them to Going to the city to work as a worker not only meets the needs of the big capitalists for raw materials, but also meets the needs of industrialization for labor.

……

Then, chaotic and evil creatures from hell who can't provide themselves with much power of faith, aren't they good substitutes for labor?
With the physique of hell creatures, "007" is fine every day, no better than those "delicate and weak" believers.

It also saves accommodation and wages!

Especially for some evil spirits in hell, they can live only by feeding the negative emotions of intelligent life every once in a while, and they can even save food expenses!
At that time, they will be able to arrange jobs for believers in a leisurely manner, and jobs such as supervisors are just right for them.

What?You said that the number of jobs is insufficient and consumption power is weak?Without money to consume, business cannot be revitalized?
It’s good if you don’t have money, if you don’t have money, then go to pray, then go to preach, then go to complete the tasks you issued.

Moreover, the jobs accommodated in the low-end manufacturing industry are inherently low-quality. High-quality leeks go to high-quality jobs (commercial, financial, mid-to-high-end manufacturing, magic and industrial research...), and low-quality leeks have to rely on lengthening their prayers. Time to feed yourself, isn't this design as perfect as an estate cistern?
In this way, the tertiary industry (service) can also develop rapidly, and the super-issued gold and silver can also be absorbed by the market at an accelerated rate. Isn't the speed of development...

(End of this chapter)