Durin's Diary

Chapter 383 There is a philosopher
As he walked out of the movie, Poole noticed his hands; they were struggling and shaking.

My younger brother made a masterpiece!
The reporter from the Farol Revolutionary Herald standing nearby was so excited that he was writing a news flash with so many typos.

"Comrade Poole, this is remarkable! This is the true spirit of resistance." He spoke to Poole at a breakneck pace, lashing his scaly tail like a Ghanaian. "Amazing! I never imagined the future would be so horrific, nor did I imagine that even in such a horrific future, the spirit of resistance would remain unbroken."

His assistant was still looking at the huge poster on the wall. "I finally understand what the poster meant by 'turning my broken body into a raging fire.' When Mr. Rick picked up that bag of dynamite, my opinion of him completely changed."

"He went from being an ordinary person to a brave man," Poole exclaimed.

In such a cold era, what Rick did before was not wrong. He was a mortal who wanted to get rid of four years of life and he did it.

But he watched the villains and their kind die with regret, and felt the boundless malice towards the androids in this era.

Finally, he decided to carry on his legacy, set the factory on fire with himself, and declare to the world that some people who can only live for four years are not willing to be slaves!

I will truly turn my broken body into a raging fire!

Listening to the Cretan's sigh, Poole thought of his younger brother. He didn't know where Dulin was now, and how on earth did he come up with such a story.

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As Carl walked out of the cinema, he heard the high-level wizards arguing behind him.

"In the future world, is it really possible to create artificial humans with a lifespan of only four years?" asked a wizard with short gray hair and a goatee.

"Forget this damn idea. I know this is a movie, but Lord Durin is making a fuss out of nothing. I don't believe that God would allow some evil guy to create artificial humans so unscrupulously. This is a violation of the convention! It's even more evil than the necromancer!" The wizard with long red hair scolded dissatisfiedly.

"We are discussing alchemy, not theology." A third halfling stepped forward and said, "Dear Mrs. Michelle, relax a little. We are all colleagues. No one here is a bad person."

"From a purely alchemical perspective, creating androids is indeed feasible. In fact, such androids have existed in the past. They were just pitiful individuals controlled by necromancers, their souls imprisoned in alchemical puppets by these evil wizards." Carl turned his head to look at the younger generation in his tower. "By filming this, Durin is telling us that for the sake of profit, even mortals can be worse and more evil than necromancers."

"Then why did he shoot it like that?" The halfling didn't understand.

"Because he is using stories that take place in a different world in the future where there are no gods to satirize some current events. This kid, the songs he wrote this time are really good. Don't argue with him. Look at him. He is not even sixteen years old, but he is already a legend. The movies he made are so good, the music he wrote is so beautiful, the music he composed, the lyrics he wrote. Think about you, I want to see you all get promoted to the next level in two years." Having said this, an angry Carl got on the carriage of the Mage Tower: "Hurry up and get on!"......

The young people discussed with great interest the special effects of the movie, the rainy night, the rooftop, the instant aging of the androids, the peeling of the artificial skin of the prosthesis, the precision machinery under the metal panel, the flying car, the mechanical eyeball advertisement and the mechanical body.

Every point and every piece hit the young people's favorite point, and they decided to watch it again.

At the same time, members of local churches who had watched the movie were having a deep discussion.

First of all, the old director of the art center had consulted the bishops about this film. After watching it, the bishops all felt that the film was sci-fi and mysterious, with a world without gods, out-of-control villains, and rebellious androids. Although they could not understand it, the two churches of the Twin Mother Goddesses and the Original Creator were the first to declare this work legal.

The largest church has said so, so how can they sing a different tune? Besides, no one can say there is a problem with this work - you see, without gods, mortals are so out of control that even necromancers pale in comparison; without faith, mortals are so rebellious that they even regard sin as a success.

An artificial human that can only live for four years, how terrifying, how blasphemous! This is the world that can only exist if faith is lost!
Even with the protection of gods, it is impossible to let such a guy live even for one more minute. His existence is the greatest blasphemy!

Moreover, even the Church of the Noble God felt that, in comparison, both Durin and Northernism at least had faith. Their actions angered the Noble God, but they could only be regarded as pagans. These bad guys in the movie were really faithless and evil. In comparison, Rick, the protagonist, could become a saint by finally fighting against evil.

In the eyes of the military of various countries, in this era when muzzle-loading guns still exist, various rifles that can hold thirty or even fifty rounds of bullets, fully automatic sweeping, various sights, and several rainy night wars, the use of prosthetics and military units with full-covering night vision helmets have given all people who use firearms a great shock - silenced weapons, short-barreled rifles, single-shot, continuous, and even fully automatic.

Recoil is not a problem. The powerful self-control ability of the prosthesis can even allow the handheld machine gun to hit the bullet into a circle the size of a cup.

Everyone knows that Du Lin is a master craftsman, and his growth is inseparable from guns. The fact that these weapons can appear in the movie proves that he has the ability to make them.

The first question the military bosses asked was how much licensing fees would be required to produce these rifles themselves, and then they immediately received feedback from the craftsmen - there were no blueprints, no material formulas, and even if they could be copied, the accuracy and reliability of the guns were unknown.
Then the logistics department also stood up and said that with the kind of fighting style shown in the movie, if the logistics department encountered a larger battle, the entire department would probably commit suicide.

Then they also cited the Farol Northern Doctrine's campaign preparation period, pointing out that there were only 60,000 semi-automatic rifles. In the later period, countless bullet workshops appeared in the Farol area. Countless workers made bullets in a day, but they were not enough for the soldiers to fire for half a day on the battlefield.

Especially on the side of Alessandro in the north, he had truly seen the terrible consumption of bullets by semi-automatic weapons.

Therefore, after just calculating the amount of bullets he would need, the old duke threw the idea of ​​replacing his weapons out of his mind - even if he strangled the entire northern logistics, it would be impossible to produce bullets out of thin air!

(End of this chapter)