Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 106 The Three Laws of the Vast Ocean: Plasma Confinement

That night in the Vast Ocean Territory was like the waves of Emerald Bay, surging and undulating, so much so that its aftershocks lingered for a long time afterward, never finding peace.

Under the lord's watchful gaze, the mid- to high-ranking officials of the territory collectively prostrated themselves on the ground, utterly silent. Even the Archmage Downs, who did not participate in politics and had nothing to do with this matter, quietly retreated out of the light's reach.

No one dared to confront the lord's wrath at this moment.

Although they still felt that the lord was being a little too excited.

However, Chen Mo no longer intended to have any more patient communication with them. Some things, once you think of them, you just do them, without worrying about anything else!
If you can't do what you want to do, what kind of lord are you!
The patrol soldier was dealt with in front of everyone; the lord ordered him to be hung on the wooden pole of the LED light, within the range that the light could just sweep across.

The night wind swept across the empty square, stirring the lifeless body and casting a long, swaying shadow on the ground.

Lynn, the silver-armored warrior, was punished for his poor discipline. His armor was stripped off, he was pinned to the ground, and Old Liu gave him ten solid lashes with the whip.

Despite the excruciating pain, he had to endure the agony and thank the lord for his grace.

Chief Executive Helan was fined three months' salary, an astronomical figure that seemed unattainable to most of the people on the field.

Of course, Chen Mo wasn't denying these mid- to high-ranking officials in the territory any opportunities.

“I know that some of you are probably not convinced and think that this is no big deal. A slave woman may not be as valuable as the knife at your waist or the boots on your feet.”

"I'll give you a chance."

"Tonight, anyone who wants to leave, speak up, including you, Helan! You, Lynn! And my magic mentor, Downs... Hey, where are they?"

The monk, Downs, awkwardly stepped out of the shadows, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace, and raised a hand to indicate that he was there.

"Yes, that's right, and Liu Zaiyue, Kaga, Ma Baoguo, all your patrol teams, city guards, reconnaissance battalions, special guards... every citizen of Hanhai Territory! You can speak now!"

"As long as you say one sentence, 'My lord, I think your rules are too harsh, too absurd, and I can't accept them,' I will let you go immediately, give you food and water, and you can go south or north as you wish, I will not stop you!"

Silence reigned, broken only by the faint sound of the night wind swirling the sand.

"However!" The lord surveyed the entire room, his voice resolute, "After tonight, if anyone breaks my rules again, they can't blame me!"

"Even your head, Helan's head, will be taken from me!"

"have you understood?"

The old ox pounded its chest, and the young horse stamped its feet, making the first promise.

Subsequently, the middle and high-ranking officials of the territory expressed their determination to obey the lord's orders, accept the lord's leadership, and go through fire and water for the territory without hesitation!
The sound of all the people bowing their heads echoed like the tide on the sandy ground of the square.

In terms of its outcome, this incident was insignificant; only one patrol officer died.

To put it bluntly, people die from overwork, slip and fall, or septicemia on construction sites all the time. Every single one of those deaths is more dramatic than this.

However, in terms of impact, the Shawo Square incident can be considered one of the most far-reaching events in Hanhai's history.

The next day, Helan, who had once again become acting ruler, solemnly consulted the lord. Based on the draft provided by the lord, and after several rounds of revisions, he promulgated the first territory law since the establishment of the Hanhai Territory, in accordance with the requirements of being concise, straightforward and easy to understand.

Later, this was also known as the Three Laws of the Vast Ocean, or the Three Covenants of the Foundation.

First rule: Obey all orders of the lord!
Article 2: Those who kill shall be executed, those who injure shall pay for their crimes, and those who violate women and children shall be punished according to the severity of their crimes, including gouging out eyes, cutting off hands, castrating, and beheading!
Article 3: Those who steal, rob, or damage property shall be required to pay double the compensation; if they are unable to pay, they shall be sentenced to hard labor!

There's nothing new about it; almost every country and territory has similar regulations, only some are lighter and some are heavier, some are rougher and some are more refined.

But in reality, this is a completely subversive law.

Because in this document, apart from the lord who has absolute control and say over the territory, everyone else is not outside the law.

Nobles, officials, elders, leaders, professionals, and even priests who might enter the territory in the future, must all be treated equally with the commoners and slaves in the territory, in accordance with the Three Laws.

Regardless of the twists and turns, problems and scandals that occurred during the implementation of the Three Laws of the Vast Ocean afterward, even the most acerbic bard had to admit that, at least in terms of the law, the word "fairness" was truly achieved.

Alongside the Three Laws of the Vast Ocean, the liberation of slaves and women was also implemented.

There was a heated debate within the territory about whether the slaves should be released.

Apart from the staunch "whatever the lord says is right" faction, most others expressed concern that easily granting slaves the status of free citizens could lead to a severe psychological letdown for the free citizens.

The lord has bestowed such great favors upon the slaves, so how should we, who are not slaves but have been working hard and risking our lives for the lord, be accounted for?

Based on this, the lord creatively proposed the concepts of citizens and quasi-citizens.

All slaves and prisoners of war were classified as quasi-citizens, and there was a significant gap between their status and that of the citizens in the territory. However, as long as quasi-citizens could fulfill their assigned contributions, they could gain a promotion in status.

For a slave, the money the lord invests in him must first be earned back by working hard and risking his life. Once the lord's investment in purchasing, food, and supplies has been covered, he, like foreign laborers, acquires the status of a prospective citizen. Within the prospective citizen class, one can continue to contribute to the territory, and upon reaching a certain standard, can advance further and become a full citizen.

Of course, during this period, the lord also set red lines for the various administrators in the territory.

Regardless of other places, casinos are not allowed in the Han Hai Territory, nor are government-run or privately-run brothels.

"Also, if anyone is in trouble, has problems, or is short of money, they can tell me. But don't try to embezzle the money for construction on the territory."

"The last of the three laws states that if the stolen property is public property of the territory, I will punish it double, and then double again, do you understand?"

In any case, after this turmoil, the progress of various projects in the territory has accelerated significantly once again.

From subjects to slaves, the abundant material supplies and the genuine respect they received ignited an unprecedented enthusiasm among the "builders" of the territory.

Anyone who dares to slack off will be spat on by everyone in the same work section.

The idea of ​​"planting on saline-alkali land," which had previously been considered a far-fetched idea by everyone, was thus resolutely implemented.

In just one week, the demonstration area of ​​the agricultural zone completed the reclamation of paddy fields and the excavation of irrigation ditches. As specially made nitrohumic acid compound fertilizer was carefully turned into the soil, the first batch of seawater rice seeds from Dongxia were sown in lightweight film greenhouses.

Many things within the territory, like these buried seeds, are quietly brewing, waiting to sprout.

Meanwhile, in Dongxia, billions of light-years away, the atmosphere at their daily meetings has become increasingly relaxed. The growth of [Wanderer] in the Starry World has brought great comfort to the bigwigs, and they've been smiling much more at recent meetings.

A joyful and peaceful atmosphere permeated the entire place.

Then, on that day, the relevant departments received a notice to convene a "Category B Special Meeting".

The Cihang Engineering Department's Category B Special Meeting is a briefing and discussion meeting held temporarily when significant results are achieved in the delivery of supplies back to Blue Star by the "Wanderer".

The report is to announce the current research results, while the discussion is to discuss whether to ask [Wanderer] to increase the search for relevant supplies, to study whether this will bring additional trouble and danger to [Wanderer], and to analyze whether to add new supplies and support to [Wanderer] as a result.

The meeting was held at the base headquarters, which was called the Ninth Brocade Factory.

This place is nominally a military footwear and apparel manufacturing plant, but it is actually a heavy military base with a huge underground level. The summoning beacon of [Wanderer], after being repeatedly confirmed by Chen Mo himself to be movable and safe, was transported here and placed in the core location of the underground level.

In the base's endless warehouses, the few shoes and clothes were just a disguise; what was actually stored there were all kinds of supplies that the Cihang Command had collected from all over the entire planet, everything they could think of that the wanderers could use, might use, or might not use, but they still had to prepare.

The fact that we were able to deliver thousands of kinds of seasonings in just over ten minutes last time was a result of this kind of saturated reserves.

Cangming, who had rushed over and was covered in dust, was the last to enter the conference room and take a seat, his face showing visible fatigue.

When the beacon was in Weiyang Palace, the old man could just turn a corner from his office and get there. Now, however, he has to travel for two hours. After all, he's getting on in years, and it's quite a hassle.

Due to strict confidentiality agreements, online meetings are not allowed, so we'll have to make the effort to meet in person.

"Hurry up and tell me, what's going on?"

Academician He from the Institute of High Energy Physics directly unfolded a photograph.

"With the approval of the central government in the previous stage, the Eastern Xia military conducted small-group-level psionic cultivation trials and achieved some preliminary results."

"Among them, the mechanics group of our Institute of High Energy Physics developed a strong interest in the control spell 'Hand of the Mage,' so we applied to the military and asked relevant personnel to cooperate with us in conducting some exploratory experiments."

"During the experiment, we discovered the strange characteristics of this psionic control. It has no physical control entity, cannot be observed, does not cause air disturbances, and can only be sensed by the law enforcement officer himself."

"We roughly believe that this is similar to magnetic force or gravity, and that there is a mechanism of action that we do not yet understand."

"Based on this characteristic, we came up with a bold idea: to see if this kind of control, the 'magic hand,' could replace superconducting magnets in devices like tokamaks to confine plasma turbulence."

"To this end, we conducted a small-scale simulation experiment."

At this point, some people were still a little confused, but those who knew some related knowledge had already vaguely guessed what was going on and began to get a little restless.

Academician He took a deep breath and raised his voice slightly: "The experimental results prove that it is entirely possible!"

"This psionic constraint, like a strong magnetic force, can firmly fix the plasma turbulence within the psionic channel."

"Moreover, it is extremely stable, and its energy is virtually impossible to dissipate!"

At that moment, a bright red light seemed to shine on the old academician's face.

"Although the success of the simulation experiment cannot be completely equated with the effect of a real fusion process, we believe that it has the potential to greatly promote our research in related fields!"

"This is of strategic significance for the next breakthrough in the field of controlled nuclear fusion!"

(End of this chapter)