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It looks like an alloy greatsword, but the various precision parts, the synthetic jade control system, and the Originium Arts simulation system inside are incredibly complex. Rhodes Island can't even manufacture synthetic jade chips, so how can they repair it?

"Having a foundation is always better than starting from scratch."

"In fact, the Great Yan Dynasty is very advanced in this area. The Great Yan Dynasty calls this technology 'Yan Shu,' which is an automated control technology. To achieve automation, the corresponding electronic technology is definitely required. After all, the Great Yan Dynasty's greatest achievement was the 'Yan Shu Mechanical Soldiers.' These soldiers, who have no intelligence and are fearless of death, are the greatest weapon against evil spirits. At its peak, the Great Yan Dynasty had a reserve of millions of mechanical soldiers."

"Autonomous robots, that chip technology is really amazing. So why haven't we heard of Da Yan having such a thing? And if they have this technology, why are they still in such a sorry state?"

"It might have been lost to time. I'll contact the Celestial Master's Mansion to see if they still have any records from back then." Ling thought for a moment. "However, don't get your hopes up too high. If the Great Yan Dynasty still possessed this technological capability, the sea monsters wouldn't have caused such widespread destruction."

Whether it's automated turrets, automated combat clusters that don't require burning casters, or a large number of machine soldiers based on the Great Yan's "Metamagnet" (Originium Technology version of Wi-Fi), they can all hold the sea monster's head down—which is why the Great Yan never really thought that sea monsters and demons would break through the barrier.

"I think it's more likely that it was destroyed or banned by bureaucrats. Ling, you could consider visiting the various secret archives of the Great Yan Dynasty, especially those abandoned archives from two or three hundred years ago; you might find something surprising."

After all, the Ming Dynasty was capable of the foolish act of burning down the Western nautical charts and ship designs that had been painstakingly drawn with countless amounts of real gold and silver, countless lives, craftsmen and time. The Great Yan Dynasty may have been better than the Ming Dynasty at the same time, but it was only slightly better. Optimistically speaking, even if it hadn't been destroyed, it would have been sealed away.

Why, you ask? Dude, with machine guns everywhere, how are we supposed to collect salaries for doing nothing? Who the hell would pay a robot's salary? Even the Covenant only pays the female soldiers, not the lowest-ranking spider drones!

Most importantly, soldiers can be temporarily conscripted from the countryside, trained for a few days, and used to pass inspections, but this doesn't apply to military personnel. If you dare to withhold maintenance fees, they will dare to lie idle when superiors come to inspect.

You can conscript human soldiers to be cannon fodder, at least to build up your strength and intimidate others. But you can't do that with machine soldiers. You can spend all your money on them during peacetime, but when it comes to war, they can't even be cannon fodder—because they'll just collapse without a second thought.

And these things are even harder to skimp on than human soldiers. Too much dust? Out of commission! Too much humidity? Rust and out of commission! Insufficient fuel? Out of commission! Insufficient ammunition? Out of commission! Poor maintenance? Out of commission!

It's practically an unspoken rule that a soldier might have a few cents deducted from his food allowance; nobody notices. But try deducting two screws from a machine gunner and see what happens. Next time, during an exercise, they might dare to pour rockets on the emperor's head during the inspection.

The same reason applies to electronic technology like the Puppet Technique. Because it was too advanced, it was banned. And the Great Yan didn't have a group of extremely brutal lizardmen to force you to reform it—oh, sorry, it seems that the evil spirits played the role of the lizardmen in the past, which led the Great Yan to develop this kind of highly advanced intelligent technology that is second to none in Terra.

However, before it was even in place, they had already completed the construction of Changyuan. Without the subsequent pressure, they naturally wouldn't allow this thing to become widespread.

The problems were: first, worker unemployment; second, military unemployment; third, bureaucratic unemployment; and finally, the exorbitant cost, making it unaffordable. With all four issues addressed simultaneously, the once formidable "Divine Machine Army" of the Great Yan Dynasty was reduced to a mere name.

There are mechanical engineers and divine strategists (the exact number is still under consideration), but there are no mechanical soldiers, which is as ridiculous as the British having a Far East Fleet admiral without a Far East Fleet.

The problem is, aside from Kazdel and his ilk who listen to Master Nian's "political jokes about the Great Yan" every day, no one else knows. In their eyes, the Great Yan is the kind of place where a whole bunch of steel-bodied terminators could suddenly spring out from the imperial tombs, secret bases, or military bases at any moment—after all, the Divine Machine Army's organization has always existed, and no one outside the Great Yan knows the truth about this mysterious force guarding the capital. [Well, it's impossible for it not to be mysterious, since even the location of their military camps can't be found.]

"The Divine Machine Army of the Great Yan Dynasty, if it still exists, it is truly amazing." There is no need to train astronauts anymore. Is there a better unit than robots to send ships into space for repair?

"However, I'm not sure if the Great Yan is using synthetic jade control components. They are using an integrated control core called 'core jade,' which may have used some ancient special technology, or it may be a new thing that the Great Yan has developed themselves. Since I don't know much about it, don't have too high hopes, really."

"So how do you know all this?" Ling's face twitched. "Because of some things." Well, not much, but I do know, referring to being beaten up as someone targeted by the machine gunners.

Terra does have synthetic jade chips and other chips, and even bipolar nanochips, but all of these electronic products require Originium Arts and are essentially components that assist Originium Arts.

It is used to enhance and upgrade operator equipment, or to strengthen abilities such as Originium Arts. However, it is useless for space exploration because there are no casters to burn it. You must use something like the Great Flame Puppet Technique Core.

Furthermore, Terra's chips are somewhat incapable of withstanding extreme environments. After all, both the synthetic jade and the extensive use of biotechnology within them mean... well, this thing has very poor environmental resistance.

"Da Yan, 'Divine Mechanism Military Strategy? Why are you suddenly asking about this?' The old master looked up at the order sitting at his desk. 'The late emperor ordered this item to be sealed away and never used again, lest it be exploited by those with ulterior motives.' After all, as long as you have the corresponding control methods, mechanical soldiers will obey you. There is no such thing as loyalty. It would be a miracle if the emperor could trust them."

"There are still some guards left in Beiyuan, but they are old and dilapidated and unusable. If you're thinking of getting your hands on them, you'd better forget about it."

"I don't want the Divine Machine Soldier, but rather the technology for controlling the core jade sphere inside, which is the art of puppetry."

"The art of puppetry is a forbidden art throughout history. Anyone who privately possesses scrolls or books on puppetry will be beheaded, and anyone who uses puppetry to cause chaos will have their entire clan exterminated!"

"It's really strange that you banned such a useful thing. The chip technology in Victoria and Columbia is advancing by leaps and bounds."

"The Great Yan also has new techniques to replace it. The puppet technique is too dangerous. The heart of metal and stone is not human and is difficult to predict. It was only a temporary measure at the time."

"Ah, right, right, the demons are no longer a threat, so the puppetry technique has become a forbidden art, I understand," Nian said with an "ah, right, right, right" expression. "When the cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is cooked; I'm also a Great Yan person, I understand. But now you're not facing demons anymore, but..."

"It's that same Sarkaz doomsday prophecy from the Demon Horned Man again," the old master scoffed. "Does he really think I'm completely ignorant of astrology?"

So you don't believe me at all?

"What, you want to fight me?"

“My lord, times have truly changed,” Nian said earnestly. “Even if everything you say is true, the sun is fine, the earth is fine, the demons won’t break through like the sea monster did last time, and we won’t obtain the puppet technique, then… who knows when or where the things we launch into the sky will fall down, right?”

"Are you threatening me, you beast?!"

"Calm down, calm down, how can you call it a threat?" Nian smiled and pulled a folding fan from the gap in her cheongsam, opening it and letting out a fragrant breeze.

"As you can see, I am a beast. As everyone knows, beasts don't understand your moral principles. So, you little bastard, you won't listen to reason, will you? Do you believe I'll blow up Shang Shu's dungeon right now!"

"Oh?" The old master raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you give it a try?"

"Alright, you said so. Order, go and get one of Old Xia's fusion bombs to show the Old Celestial Master!"

The old master remained unmoved until Ling returned with a grin, carrying a hexagonal prism-shaped metal object bearing a clear nuclear radiation mark. The familiar appearance and structure, the classic design he had seen in ancient books, immediately made the old master break out in a sweat.

"Let's go, let's go pack this thing into Shangshu. The old Celestial Master thinks we're trying to scare him, you little bastard! I can't swallow this! If I don't blow that old fetal god's ancestors to the moon today, I'll live a vegetarian life and chant Buddhist scriptures from now on!"

"Please wait!" The old master couldn't take it anymore. Better safe than sorry. You're trying to fight with a beast. You're trying to reason with this kind of beast, especially when it has somehow managed to get its own "Primordial Water Extreme Yang Bomb" (thermonuclear bomb). Aren't you afraid it will actually blow you up?

Shang Shu's defenses can block Originium-sensing waves from penetrating, which means they can resist the special abilities of the Nian people and suppress the derivatives they create. They can also provide great protection against magical bombardment and various Originium techniques, but they really can't withstand a large thermonuclear bomb hitting their face.

"Old Celestial Master, why don't you take a look and broaden your horizons before we discuss this?" Ling smiled and tapped the jar in his hand. "No, no need. I'm too old for this. Let's leave these novelties to the younger generation. Someone, serve tea to our distinguished guest... this..."

"Okay, I'll take it back first." As soon as his body blurred, the jar in his hand disappeared.

"Where did you get these from? Are there any still usable?"

"Of course not, this is newly built. Old Xia is not a Terran. According to Da Yan, he is a Celestial, brought from somewhere else."

“No wonder…” The old master had no doubts, nor could he doubt them, since most of the ancient people’s weapons had long been ineffective, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t seen them in holographic images or other materials.

Meanwhile, Kazdel asked, "What are you going to do with this empty fuel canister?" Old Xia looked at the thing in front of him, completely puzzled. It was something they had used before; it was just the outer shell, and the reactor and other parts inside had been taken apart and used to make bombs to blow up mountains.

"It works really well when negotiating with people," Ling gave it a good review, but Lao Xia's expression became even more confused.

[PS]

The threat works, which is perfectly normal. Because in the eyes of the "Celestial Master," Nian is a "beast," not a human. It's like an alien saying, "I have an antimatter bomb. If you don't comply, I'll put it under your bed and detonate it." You can give a million logical reasons why it's fake, but you have no evidence that the other party's thinking follows human logic—and even if it were human logic, what if this is a cult member who believes that death leads to heaven and there are 72 catgirls? Ridiculous~

I don't know what to title Chapter Ninety-One?

Chapter Ninety-One

"Is this the secret technique of the Great Yan Dynasty?" Nian looked up at the endless bookshelves and the layers upon layers of scrolls on them. "So many?"

"No," the old master shook his head, and before Nian could show a "I knew it" expression, he said, "This is only a part of the theory and design of the puppet technique. The complete process is in the Ministry of Works' secret vault, and it has probably been destroyed by them."

“Yanshu…” Ling pulled out a scroll labeled “Yanshu: A Brief Explanation of the Logic of Core Jade”, opened it and glanced at it. “It’s pretty much what I guessed. This is probably not the technology of our ancestors, but rather something developed by the Great Yan themselves.” This is because it is a source stone computer array made entirely based on a special synthetic jade structure, and even its computing method is quite different from that of semiconductor computers.

“However, these are enough.” Ling raised his hand, transforming it into a cloud of mist that enveloped all the scrolls, and soon the documents disappeared without a trace.

"Look, we won't use the puppet technique to spread throughout the Great Yan, and it poses no threat to the imperial court. Besides, there's no difference between sealing this thing here and throwing it away, is there?"

“You beasts, you will regret this,” the old master said with a serious expression.

"No, thank you. Besides, you should also know that the Great Yan of today is not the Great Yan of the past, is it? You should leave the Celestial Master's Mansion and go for a walk. Also..." Nian glanced at him, "Your mechanical device also needs the maintenance of the puppet technique. Do you really think it's something that will last forever?"

"How did you know?"

"The lifespans of different races on Terra do vary depending on their innate bloodlines. For example, those from the Wei family can live about twice as long as ordinary people. Oh, I mean, under the condition of being carefree and having an extremely pure bloodline. However, no one can truly live forever, including us, and it's even more impossible to achieve immortality through Originium. Considering the secret scroll of puppetry you have here, do I need to guess any further?" Nian tapped his palm with his folding fan. "To defeat the ferocious beasts, you have to become like them... How much of your 'human' component do you still have?"

No need for you to trouble yourself.

"Yes, that's true. However, now that we know how your Celestial Master's Mansion prolongs its lifespan and has its trump cards, you'd better find another solution. Otherwise, if a negotiation like today happens again, I can't guarantee that the other brothers and sisters won't have some ulterior motives."

Just as Nian was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something. "Look at this craftsmanship. You haven't been killed by Oripathy yet. The mechanical parts and the human body are so subtly integrated. Is this the work of my elder brother? He stayed at the border for a long time and used this craft to save many wounded soldiers of the Great Yan. He also learned the mechanical arts during that time."

"I've already told you, you beast, don't bother with me."

"Honestly, they don't appreciate kindness," Nian shrugged and left. She was someone who liked change, unlike the socially awkward Ling or the peaceful homebody Xi, which meant she would stir up trouble regularly.

For the peaceful and prosperous Great Yan, it was like a highly aggressive catfish being introduced into the land. Therefore, Great Yan referred to the time when Nian was resurrected or reappeared as "passing the New Year's hurdle," which was just as troublesome as passing a hurdle.

"Is this the Great Yan's puppet technique?" These scrolls, printed using some unknown equipment, were sorted out one by one, sent to a scanning device to become electronic documents, and then further processed and sent to various research departments for study.

"Only the theoretical and partial design parts are left. The process flow and related supporting equipment are in the Ministry of Works. I went to their secret vault but couldn't find the rest. They were either destroyed or moved to prevent the emperor from remembering them someday."

This is indeed something to be wary of. In times of peace, the mechanical soldiers are very easy to be controlled by an individual and cause great disasters, thus arousing the suspicion of the royal family. However, on the other hand, in times of turmoil, the emperor is more likely to think of these mechanical soldiers who absolutely carry out orders.

When a ruler possesses an invincible, mindless military force, the most panicked group is the bureaucratic group that has already gained considerable influence and authority. Therefore, they will absolutely not allow this thing to reappear.

"However, you can use it as you please, it's fine, anyway, the officials of the Great Yan Dynasty can't control you."

"Won't they launch a large-scale military campaign against them?"

"How could that be?" Ling took a swig of wine. "At most, they'll blindly oppose all cooperation with you in court and cause trouble for your shipyards. As for mobilizing a large army, that's impossible." For the bureaucratic group of Da Yan, this is putting the cart before the horse. If they mobilize a large army, the military men will have to rise up. If the military men rise up, what business will they have?

"That's fine then." Although the Great Yan Dynasty seemed to be declining, its massive fleet and military strength still made the Doctor a little worried. It was best to avoid war with them, as the Great Yan Dynasty's war potential was much higher than that of Letania.

Once a war breaks out, it will most likely jolt them from their peaceful and prosperous state. Facing the awakened Great Yan, there is no absolute technological gap, and Kazdel's defeat is almost a certainty.

Meanwhile, in Kazimir, the city of Kavaleriaki, a brutal battleground ensued. The Ursus warlords used every means to try to capture the city and force a change in the outcome of the peace talks, but they were repelled time and time again by Kazimir.

The ever-increasing sunk costs drove them to utter madness, and flames and the stench of corpses permeated the city. Every underground passage and every building became the object of repeated struggle between the two sides.

Soldiers from both sides, eating the same unidentified biscuits, plunged into the flames of war, like swarms of ants rushing towards a campfire, turning into wisps of smoke.

"Thud!" The lance pierced through the human body, and blood flowed down the shaft, completely staining the silver-gray armor with a strange reddish-brown color.

Marna casually tossed the Ursus man's corpse aside, and the bandits and mercenaries who had followed him searched the body for usable supplies and items. Their battlefield had shifted from the wilderness to the city of Kavaleriaki.

On the one hand, the battlefield here is more intense, and on the other hand, there are no small Ursus transport teams to attack in the wild, or there are small squads from the Hrag Group.

After attempting to engage the Helag Group's forces, Marna and all the leaders concluded that fighting these men was unwise. While their equipment might not be as sophisticated as that of those on the front lines, their combat skills and willpower were entirely different.

In contrast, everyone thought that going to Cavaleriaqui to make a fortune was a good choice, but when they actually stepped into the city, what greeted them was not the prosperity of the former capital and the wealth everywhere, but corpses, explosions, arrows, high-powered etching shells and mortars.

“These Ursus people are almost out of ammunition; they’re running low on supplies.” Marna nudged the corpses on the ground with his spear. They had run out of etching bullets and armor-piercing arrows, so they had started using knives for close combat.

In the Kazimierz Arena, the martial spirit of the gladiators and infected, though useless on the battlefield, gave the Ursus warlords a huge "surprise" in urban warfare.

"Boom!" The sound of the spell exploding sent several Ursus people flying. For the Kazimierz infected, Kazimierz at least left the arena as a way out, but in the hands of these warlords in Ursus, the black mines and mass slaughter were the only possible outcomes. Naturally, when faced with two evils, they chose the lesser one, so it's no wonder that these infected resisted to the death.

Their will to resist was even stronger than that of the noble knights of Kazimierz, and the horrific resistance adopted by Ursus not only failed to frighten these martial men, but instead led to even fiercer resistance from the infected.

"Bang!" The heavy sound of metal hitting the ground echoed as a metal monster, clutching the remains of an Ursus heavy infantryman, emerged from the thick smoke of the explosion and tossed the remains into a corner.

"Kazimir Armor?"

"You have good taste!" The metal monster removed its helmet, revealing a youthful face. "However, you guessed wrong. We just got our hands on some damaged armor left behind by the Kazimierz and managed to repair one."

The gladiator team sponsored by Kazimierz was quite famous in the arena, and naturally some spare parts of their equipment were left here. They were not evacuated before the siege. Obviously, it was impossible to take all the big bags and bottles when evacuating. The key was to evacuate the staff and diplomats as quickly as possible before Kavaleriaki was completely sealed off.

"How was the harvest?"

"Not good, these Ursus people are getting poorer and poorer."

“Unfortunately, those Sarkaz mercenaries are on our side.” The infected knight shrugged. “However, it seems they’ve run out of food too.”

"Buzz~"