Super God: Rise of Civilization.

Suddenly, Yang Yu seemed to remember something and turned to look uncertainly at the dean of the engineering institute beside him.

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty, this way please. All the theories are correct. As long as the steam engine has enough power, we won't need horses, and the cart will be able to move."

"Moreover, with this thing, transporting supplies or recruits will be much, much easier."

Upon hearing His Majesty's question, the Dean of the Academy of Engineering's eyes lit up, and he led His Majesty to the research institute that was developing steam locomotives.

Yang Yu naturally knew what changes a steam locomotive would bring to this country.

This was also an essential item in the steam age.

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What kind of convenience will this thing bring to the Star Empire once it is created?

He hoped that the Academy of Engineering would develop something like a telegraph machine, so that messages wouldn't have to rely entirely on carrier pigeons or long-distance raids.

He also knew that telegraph machines were not something that should have existed in this era.

The first industrial revolution merely propelled civilization forward, utilizing the principles of steam to gradually lay the foundation for modern civilization and thus paved the way for the second industrial revolution.

The second industrial revolution marked the true beginning of civilization, enabling the utilization of all visible, mineable, and usable resources on the planet.

"Your Majesty, this is the steam locomotive that our Academy of Engineering is currently designing. It weighs 4 tons and can travel 40 li per hour."

The president of the engineering academy was afraid that the emperor wouldn't understand the technical terms, so he simply presented him with data.

"That's right, I'm not in a hurry, my dear minister, take your time."

Yang Yu wasn't in a hurry. Twenty kilometers per hour was fine; he wasn't worried.

You can't get fat in one bite.

Technology is developed step by step, through hard work and practical experience.

There's no need to undermine the confidence of the Chinese Academy of Engineering.

"By the way, how's your research on electromagnetism books going? Any results?"

"Your Majesty, we are working hard to research and make breakthroughs. We have completed the design of the wind turbine, but we still do not understand how to use it."

The president of the engineering academy said with trepidation.

He guaranteed that he could figure it out in five years, and he did, but he still hasn't figured out how electricity is generated.

What is its purpose?

"I am in the Imperial Palace, awaiting your good news."

Yang Yu shook his head slightly. The electricity was working, but without electrical appliances or lights, it wouldn't be of much use.

We still need to take it one step at a time.

Don't be too hasty.

Overall, the Chinese Academy of Engineering gave him many surprises.

"Yes, Your Majesty, this old minister will certainly not disappoint you."

As His Majesty the Emperor and his generals departed, the Dean of the Academy of Engineering bowed slightly and watched the Emperor leave his Academy.

"Your Majesty, the new type of firing rifle developed by the Academy of Engineering, in my humble opinion, could be fully deployed to the army. However, the production of ammunition is a problem."

As Yang Yu left the Academy of Engineering, one of his military officers said.

"The empire is currently at peace and has no need to equip itself with such weapons. What would be the point of equipping it with these weapons?"

Another military officer said, "The weapons are good, but we cannot cause trouble for the empire now."

"We definitely need to equip ourselves, but we can't equip ourselves on a large scale. The Imperial Army is too large. If we equip ourselves in large quantities, then new weapons and equipment will be developed."

"So what will we do with obsolete weapons? Now we are the only country on this planet, so all we can do is destroy them."

Yang Yu naturally considered the upgrading of weapons, and said, "Order the weapons manufacturing company under the Engineering Academy to produce enough weapons to equip the Imperial Guards."

Chapter 8 [The Prince Has Died]

Just as I left the Academy of Engineering and was preparing to return to the Imperial Palace, a fast horse galloped down the street.

"Get out of the way, all of you get out of the way! Urgent! Urgent!"

A messenger rode a fast horse at breakneck speed. The horse was covered in bloody welts and was panting heavily.

Horse-drawn carriages or rickshaws on the road would scatter at the sight of such a fast horse.

Just as they were about to curse, they saw the command flag on the messenger's back, and the words they wanted to say were swallowed back down.

"Your Majesty, an urgent dispatch from afar?"

The generals beside Yang Yu's expression changed drastically when they saw the five different colored command flags carried on the messenger's back.

"Return to the palace."

The five-colored command flag was not something a messenger would dare to carry casually.

These five-colored command flags only appeared when the four great empires attacked the Star Kingdom.

It basically never happened again after that.

Several ministers who were handling state affairs in the imperial palace heard that a messenger carrying a five-colored command flag had barged into the capital. They immediately put down their work and rushed to the Star Palace.

A dozen minutes later.

The Palace of Stars.

"Your Majesty, half a month ago, the old prince passed away. That night, an earthquake struck Longpu County, resulting in over a million deaths and injuries."

The messenger was pale and supported by two Imperial Guardsmen, his face filled with sorrow.

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yu, who had just returned to the palace, looked at the messenger in front of him with shock in his eyes.

Imperial Uncle, is he dead?

The ministers all looked at the messenger with disbelief.

The old prince has passed away? Furthermore, an earthquake struck Longpu County in the Eastern Wilderness, resulting in over a million deaths and injuries?

"This is calligraphy by the Princess herself."

The messenger quickly handed over the bamboo tube he was holding tightly in his hand.

The female official, who had been promoted to secretary-general, hurriedly went down, took the bamboo tube, and returned to hand it to the emperor.

Yang Yu opened the bamboo tube, took out the letter inside, and looked at the contents of the letter. His expression was uncertain.

"By imperial decree, all cities in the empire shall lower their flags to half-mast in memory of the Prince of Zhennan and his fallen subjects."

"The title of Prince of Zhennan is revoked and is to be hereditary. Yang Wen, the grandson of Prince of Zhennan, is to be the Marquis of Zhennan, but this title is not to be hereditary."

"The remains of the Prince of Zhennan were transported back to the capital and cremated. His ashes were scattered throughout the empire's territory."

The words were spoken.

The ministers were all dumbfounded.

Justice Minister Yang Wen was initially shocked, but then he felt relieved.

He wasn't particularly interested in any royal titles; his ambition was to continue the legacy of the sages and bring peace to all generations.

The throne could not fulfill his ambitions.

He also knew that his grandfather had the entire empire in his heart, and even in death, he would protect the land they had conquered.

"Your Majesty, the Prince of Zhennan was appointed by the late Emperor, and he was cremated with his ashes scattered throughout the empire's territory. Could this be...?"

The Prime Minister hesitated to speak.

This was bestowed by the late emperor.

"This is the request of the Prince of Zhennan," Yang Yu said in a deep voice.

The contents that the Prince of Zhennan asked his old queen to write before his death.

He could only satisfy that.

Moreover, the Princess Consort of Zhennan personally supervised the disaster relief efforts.

Instantly.

None of the ministers dared to speak.

"Yang Wen".

"Your Majesty, here is my minister."

"You, personally go to the Eastern Wilderness and bring the Prince of Zhennan back to me."

Yang Yu looked down at his nephew, who was only in his early twenties and had become the Minister of Justice of the Star Empire through his genuine talent and learning.

This kid's parents are both heroes of his Star Empire.

He sacrificed his life on the battlefield during a decisive battle against the Great Chu Empire.

"Your subject obeys."

Although Yang Wen was only in his early twenties, he had served as Minister of Justice for several years and was already able to control his emotions very well.

He needed to personally go and bring his grandfather back from that desolate land in the East.

He was taken back to his hometown where he was born and raised.

"Prime Minister, immediately mobilize supplies and personally transport them to the Eastern Wilderness on my behalf. You must ensure that the disaster victims do not freeze or starve to death in the coming cold. Otherwise, I will hold you responsible."

Yang Yu turned his gaze toward the Prime Minister.

"This old minister obeys the order."

Upon hearing this, the Prime Minister, who was nearly sixty years old, bowed respectfully. He was still in good health; it was just a trip to the Eastern Wilderness, after all.

He can go.

As the Prime Minister of the Empire, he needs to understand the major issues concerning people's livelihoods and local customs in various places, and make corresponding adjustments and plans.

"Your Majesty, now that the Prince of Zhennan has passed away, who should be sent to take over the million-strong army in the Eastern Wilderness and guard that land of more than 30 million square kilometers?"