I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

The puppet suddenly emitted a milky white light, which eventually gathered and shot towards the sky, turning into an extremely thin energy thread that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

After simply forming a cover around the statue, the four of them ran away in a hurry.

The pilot of the Greengor bomber, who was cruising at high altitude, received a signal from the radio and said quickly:

'Received the signal, adjusted flight attitude to approach the battlefield area, prepared to launch missiles.'

The co-pilot sitting next to him also glanced at the radio: "Signal confirmed, flight direction confirmed, distance is 2.2 km, accelerating and approaching..."

'1.8-1.7..-1.5, entering attack range!'

'Clearance to launch.'

'ignition!'

The external attachment point on the belly of the bomber is released when the thick and long warhead receives the ignition electrical signal.

The projectile, which has four wings, large in front and small in the rear, and is more than 6 meters long, relies on the wings to stabilize its body after one second of free fall. The solid propellant with delayed ignition at the tail is ignited, and a strong thrust suddenly bursts out from the nozzle, driving the projectile to start flying forward.

Inside the transparent cover at the front of the warhead, a holy crystal surrounded by inert gas sensed the source and suddenly released a large amount of milky white power of faith, which accumulated towards the source inside the transparent cover and tried to break through the obstacles.

Following this force, the projectile flying in the air began to turn slightly and fly towards the source of power. As the distance got closer, the activated holy crystal released more and more power and the traction became heavier.

Badat looked up blankly at the UFO with a pillar of fire shooting towards him in the sky not far away: "What is that?"

Finally, the holy crystal that was completely transformed into divine power broke through the transparent cover and rushed towards the altar happily. The inert gas injected with fresh oxygen inside instantly exploded, igniting the reserved propellant and blowing up the external flying wing-shaped projectile.

The projectile disintegrated, revealing tightly stacked small projectiles inside. The second delayed fuse explosion splashed the small projectiles into the sky over a radius of several hundred meters.

The propulsion force disappeared and the small projectile fell due to gravity. The small rotor tied to the fuse started to spin rapidly under the blowing of the wind, releasing the pressed collision fuse, and it fluttered and fell on the heads of the air cavalry led by Badat and the jungle below.

'boom!...'

The small bullets exploded sensitively when they hit obstacles, splashing out a large amount of colloidal fluid, which began to burn while splashing in mid-air, like a sea of ​​fire that covered the sky and earth and covered everything that could stay on it.

Betty, who was evacuating, heard the intensive screams and could not help but look back. She saw that the turkey ball they had jokingly called before had really turned into turkeys burning in flames.

Betty swallowed, "Napalm! Quick! Run!"

The air cavalry's mount monster flapped its flaming wings and made sharp cries from time to time, falling towards the jungle with its master, who was also on fire.

The situation in the jungle below was not much better. The ordinary soldiers who were forming a high-density human wall to advance the search were also doused by the napalm splashing above their heads and turned into Hellboys.

The jungle, which was already covered with dense vegetation, was immediately engulfed by the fire. The flames were spreading through the jungle at an extremely fast speed. Now Betty and the others no longer had to worry about being pursued. Instead, they had to worry about whether they could outrun the speed of the flames.

Chapter 199 Blind Girl Fanny

Heavy cruise missile

It is neither very heavy nor very cruiseable. In fact, it would be more appropriate to call it a heavy rocket.

But it does have some of the functions of a cruise missile and can be regarded as an attempt by the alliance to develop a cruise missile, or guided missile.

It is difficult for the alliance to provide precise guidance at the moment, the passing and control are not very good, and the electronic flight control system is nowhere to be seen. However, there are too many fancy operations.

Like this time, the navigation method was very rough.

Use holy crystals, pure crystals condensed by believers during prayer and worship in the Holy Light Church.

Then, with the help of Medea's original aura, he seduced the Holy Crystal to actively approach the medium of the Goddess Altar, and then completed a forced navigation that was not considered navigation. This navigation method was actually quite outrageous.

But no matter how outrageous it is, it has indeed accomplished the task that precision guidance was supposed to accomplish, and that is enough.

This can be further studied in depth, and when technology develops and pressure-sensitive touch is possible, the guidance accuracy can be taken to a higher level.

By then, there will be no need to purify the Saint Crystal into an energy body. As long as a certain force is applied to the area, the guidance can be completed~

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"Our system is a child born from the combination of practical science and ideals. Science can explain to us what we can do and what we cannot do at present."

“Ideals tell us what we cannot do at the moment, but as long as we keep moving forward, we will be able to do it one day!”

"But what cannot be justified is that in many cases it cannot change things that people subjectively want to change at the moment, just like we want to create a world with equal distribution, but it is impossible to achieve at present."

"Science is the objective law of all things. Objective laws are rational and cruel. But people are fragile and their emotions cannot accept the cruel reality."

"If a loved one has an incurable disease, science can tell us why it cannot be cured and what difficulties need to be overcome, but we may not want to know this. We just want our loved ones to be healthy now."

"But unfortunately...so, sometimes the cold truth is not necessarily more effective. People have emotional thinking, and the church uses white lies to achieve psychological comfort. Rather than saying this is faith, it is better to say that it is a compromise with one's own emotions..."

Sitting in the bright classroom, Curtis' eyes showed confusion and shock. He looked around and found that the classmates around him had similar expressions... Oh, the students of the alliance seemed to be used to it and took it for granted.

Ever since coming to the Seris Alliance to study abroad from the Roshek Dynasty as an exchange student, Curtis found that the three views he had developed since childhood in the palace were constantly being destroyed and reshaped by what he saw and heard in the alliance.

Ordinary people here don't need to kneel down and bow to him, but he doesn't care much about it. In Curtis's eyes, it's natural for someone to kneel down to him, but he doesn't think there's anything wrong with not kneeling down to him.

As an unpopular fourth prince, he had seen this kind of Schrodinger's situation of whether to salute or not salute too many times. For example, the servants of the eldest prince's brother could be arrogant to him and he had no way to deal with it.

Compared to the situation in Roshek, he quite liked the behavior of Seris where he only bowed and greeted elders, teachers and scholars.

In such an environment, he also made many rare friends. There was no need to introduce his father's name, and no one looked at him with inquiring eyes. Everything was calm and gentle.

The food and accommodation are also very good. They eat together in the cafeteria, and his friends will occasionally add some of his favorite dishes to his meal.

But he was happy and sad about some things, such as the military training in the first month of school.

Oh, Queen! Oh, no, God! He swore that he had never experienced such a hard life!

He had to get up early every day to do all kinds of activities that made his body uncomfortable, and he also had to stand in the scorching sun, which made him faint several times out of shame.

Sometimes I have to get up in the middle of the night! But the food is really good...

After a period of time, Curtis found that his body had adapted and was much better, and he could occasionally participate in his favorite shooting activities.

It was there that Curtis finally understood why his allied roommates often did their homework with one hand while holding a brick in one hand, because that was roughly equivalent to the weight of a gun!

The alliance did not treat them differently, and they could touch the same guns that the alliance students could touch.

Queen... God is above! Curtis never thought that he could even climb into a tank for simulated sparring and fly in the sky in a training plane.

Unfortunately, this university is not near the sea, so he didn't get to experience the feeling of being on a warship.

What shocked Curtis the most were the various books in the library opened by the alliance. Curtis even felt that many of the arguments in the books were the devil's thoughts and he dared not read them at all.

But sometimes, I can't help but turn it over again out of curiosity, then throw it back, turn it over again, and throw it back.

And today's remarks by the professor shocked him again. He had no ill intentions. What he meant was that when they both had a church, a huge base of believers, and the same power as the emperor...was it really okay to say such things?

Why didn't the girls in nun costumes react? How weird!

What kind of mental state can make them jump back and forth between rationality and blind obedience?

When Curtis was shocked, the bell for the end of get out of class rang. In the classroom with more than 100 people, no one stood up. They all sat there quietly waiting, including Curtis.

After a while, a black-haired girl in the front row slowly stood up, holding a cane in her hand, and slowly walked to the classroom door. She bowed to the classroom before leaving.

Everyone could see the black cloth covering her eyes, and as she walked away, everyone stood up, packed up their things, and followed the crowd out.

Fanny walked through the quiet corridor, tapping the ground with her cane rhythmically. As she left, the other classrooms gradually became lively, as if her tapping sound was the bell for the end of get out of class.

Curtis saw many students with physical disabilities in the crowd, talking and laughing with the people around them as they walked out. Every time this happened, Curtis felt great.

It's a feeling that is beyond the ability of words to express.

The alliance has ensured that as long as one can hear and understand, one can take exams and attend classes normally, and all teachers and professors must read aloud as they write.

The teaching progress cannot be too rushed, and counselors should regularly inquire about and check students’ homework and physical condition.

Fanny is not the only blind student who has managed to study, but unfortunately, she is the only successful example before Braille was invented.

It was also because of her existence that she still achieved excellent results in the exam despite the special circumstances where no one could see her, which aroused discussions among colleges and universities on whether to recruit her. This made the alliance begin to pay attention to the disabled, a group that is often subconsciously ignored, and began to promote teaching reforms.

Chapter 200: The Repeating Senior

[Saints, gods, their existence can completely change the ecology of a region. Extreme personal force can completely negate everything you have! ]

Curtis said this on the lawn of the school park

Someone immediately retorted: "But the people are the foundation of everything! Elves, dwarves, demons, they are all people, magicians are people, and ordinary people are people."

"If the price of individual strength comes from the weakness of the entire civilization, then we would rather have no God!"

Curtis shrugged: "But the current situation is that there are not only gods, but also many gods~"

"Oh, why are we discussing this again?"

A frivolous female voice reached everyone's ears. Curtis looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall girl with ordinary looks but a great figure standing not far away holding a book.

"Senior!"

"Hello, Senior Qin!"

Curtis touched his nose. Although the two sides' philosophies and outlooks often conflicted, he had to admit that the Alliance did have a unique aesthetic sense for the design of women's clothing.

The translucent black stockings wrapped around the girl's slender and tight long legs, which were supposed to have a covering effect, but they also made people imagine the skin wrapped inside.

The girl nodded to the student who greeted her and looked at Curtis with her moist eyes: "Are you an exchange student? Well, then it's normal for you to think so."

"I... I'm an exchange student, so what? Can you make everyone become a god or a saint? According to your theory, this is impossible!"

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. You just don't understand enough."

“Equal distribution is an ideal vision, but you may not have heard it all. Equal distribution does not mean that everyone’s achievements will be equalized. Instead, it means that when productivity reaches a certain level, all needs will be met and distributed equally without distinction. There is no source of greed and ugliness. You can do whatever you want, all based on your preference.”

Curtis opened his mouth to speak but the girl raised her hand to stop him: "This is the ultimate ideal, and it is also the ultimate form of society we imagine. You must understand this first before you can understand what I say later."

"The feudal system and the imperial system taught us to measure a person's value by bloodline and talent. Most people have accepted this idea since birth until now."

"The value of a person's labor is measured by whether or not they are nobles or have magical talents. Many people are poisoned by this theory of exploitation but do not know that this is a form of exploitation of the entire race."

"As long as people produce, their labor has value and results. Isn't everything that nobles eat, use and wear from childhood to adulthood the result of other people's labor? The same is true for magicians, but they all think that this is what they should have, so why?"

"Why should the fruits of others' labor belong to you? Your own magical achievements are earned through your own hard work. Why do you turn around and use magic on others? What kind of bandit logic is this?"

"I am not denying your efforts, because your efforts are also the value of your labor, and your achievements in magic are the fruits of your labor."

"I just want you to understand the logic of how the world works. A person's existence is a process of creating labor value and exchanging the fruits of labor with others. Your survival is not just the result of your own efforts."

"The equality that Seris talked about is equality that respects the value of labor. No matter what you do, whether you are a student, a cleaner, or a soldier on the battlefield, you are creating labor value."

Speaking of this, Senior Sister Qin glanced at the college students of the alliance. They held their heads high and seemed quite proud of themselves.

"And the labor value of individuals will be surplus. What the Seris Alliance needs to do is to reasonably distribute the surplus value of people's labor back to further increase the harvest of the fruits of individual labor."