I will be crowned king

"...Every tool is given value the moment it is born. Steel is used for casting, screws are used to fix steel, nuts are used to fix screws, wrenches are used to tighten nuts, and steel is used to cast wrenches... No matter where it is born Whatever the reason, it’s valuable.”

"We... humans... don't have that."

"We can give value to tools, or everything at our disposal, but we cannot give value to ourselves; so some great smart people think that this is a mission that requires higher-level beings to complete. For example, they talk nonsense, A made-up god."

"We emphasize that we are special; at the same time, we continue to explain that this is not complacency, but a higher level... something that none of you have seen... something that we probably haven't seen either... something that only exists in noise and ghost drawings. …pointed out by the supreme will!”

"So human beings are a kind of 'advanced multifunctional wrench'. The supreme will never gets tired of playing with it, and tirelessly drives us to do all kinds of unimaginable, illogical, and self-contradictory missions."

"And guess what, we do most things so badly that the god who bestows us with value looks like a real scapegoat; but when it comes to dealing with someone who doesn't believe in fate, refuses to recognize that value, or feels like he or she Similar aspects with other values...oh ho ho, we did a great job!"

"Then can we abandon this assigned value? No... Even if it is a scam, we really can't find a second way to make 'human beings' meaningful, even if this meaning is probably meaningless."

"So my dear Tole, this is my answer, there is no way out for flesh and blood humans."

"As a collective, it is too difficult for us to have any clear and sustainable goals; as individuals, our upper limit is obviously not comparable to that of a spellcaster; we are a bit like a standard unit in a petri dish, reaching a certain level in both quantity and quality. This delicate balance provides the basis for the birth of a better existence.”

"So... seeing as I've wasted so much saliva, could you please stop promoting such idiotic remarks as the 'Chosen One of the Ring of Order'? Because I really can't say anything more. Such depressing remarks - if you let a genius do such a thing, you are suspected of wasting social resources..."

It seems that the content of this part of the note is that Isaac and the man named "Tou Lei" are still continuing the previous discussion on religion, and mentioned a very key vocabulary.

The Chosen One.

As a graduate of St. Isaac's College, "Former Anson" does have memories of this; the origin of the title is the "Chosen One Canonization Event"... The steam core developed and improved by Isaac entered the mass production stage, and at the same time Clovis won a decisive victory on the battlefield and firmly established control of the south.

The Ivory Sect (Seeking Truth) then proposed to Carlos I and canonized the outstanding Isaac as the "Chosen One" to strengthen the status of the sect; and the King of Clovis was also happy that his friend's religious status was further improved. A grand canonization ceremony was prepared, but it ended hastily due to my strong rejection.

This was still three and a half years before the death of Saint Isaac.

In other words, the time in the notes should also be around this year - three years before the Saints' Calendar -. It can be seen that as the research progresses, Saint Isaac became more and more aware of the truth-seeking sect from which he came. The more dissatisfied they are, the more they disdain to hide their sarcasm. The Qiuzhen Sect, which has a strong spirit of scientific research and education, has become more and more like a popular sect that serves the interests of the ruling group through continuous improvement of its theories.

As for the "Tow Thunder" mentioned in the article... Anson suspected that this was probably a nickname, because Isaac didn't seem to have the habit of addressing others seriously, and his real name should be Teller Thayer.

This person was one of the core figures of the Truth Society in the Isaac era. He had no outstanding academic achievements, but he was an expert in Qiuzhen Sect education.

Forty-seven years after the Saints' Calendar, Teller, who was nearly 83 years old, chose to join the church and presided over the establishment of the current monastery system. He organized a large number of research results and book collections of the Qiuzhen Sect to cultivate talents in the church's academic field—— He can be regarded as the ancestor of the young clerk Alan Dawn.

But why did Isaac record this in his notes? Although this man really likes to record some things, but on the one hand, it is already the forty-fourth year of the Saints calendar, and his research on the difference engine should be nearing the end. On the other hand, Isaac is very tired of religion. Is it just for this? Prove that he can win over Tuo Lei?

Anson, who became more and more confused as he thought about it, could only turn to the second page and continue to look behind:

"...On August 6, after carefully sorting out the materials, I chatted with that apostle friend about the theory of 'my world'. As expected, I was mercilessly laughed at by the other party; I really felt more and more that he seemed like He knows a lot, but he just won’t tell me directly, so I can only try and make mistakes with him over and over again.”

"But this time it's a little different. He finally told me that it's best to slow down about advancing to the Blasphemy Mage. Having mastered the three major magics at the same time, I have reached a certain critical point. Even without his help, I can upgrade alone. Levels are also possible.”

"But according to him, this is very dangerous, because it is impossible for me to upgrade the three major magics at the same time. I will inevitably fall into one of them, and then there is a high probability that it will conflict with the other two, mutate, or separate the soul and body into some kind of magic." Weird existence is possible."

"I asked him if he had any solution, but he said, 'If there are only two ways, we can consider them in terms of complementarity' - isn't this nonsense?!"

"Hmph...even if you don't want to say it, my dear 'Babbage' (oh, now that I think of it, it's his differential engine prototype - Anson) has already given the results. The key to blaspheming the mage is accumulation, that is Any mutation in the three major magics completes the process from quantitative change to qualitative change."

"So ordinary upgrades don't apply to me, which is why he objects; I've taken a shortcut and achieved an accumulation that other spellcasters may not be able to complete in a lifetime. Upgrades are equivalent to people who cheated in exams taking the initiative to expose themselves."

"If that's the case, how do cheaters advance to the next stage? Hehehehe... of course by bypassing the 'upgrade' process."

"It is true that there will be many problems in doing this. For example, without promotion, of course I cannot have the 'twisted field' of a conjurer, just like you certainly cannot have a degree certificate without taking an exam - but this does not prevent you from finding a job. "

"After all, in the final analysis, all I need is a longer lifespan and to ensure that my physical body will not age due to age, which will lead to a decline in my thinking ability. Other than that, I don't care."

"This time my apostle friend was finally willing to reveal something to me, warning that this approach is likely to lead to unpredictable consequences, especially with the advent of the difference engine - those who master this method are completely They can 'manufacture' the spellcasters they want in large quantities."

"Of course, in the era of rationality and exploratory spirit, anything that can summarize the effective rules of action can be produced in batches. This is a great progress."

"I don't quite understand why such an apostle would be wary of this kind of thing. He is very eager to return to the era of the old gods. If this thing succeeds, it will produce an 'army of spellcasters' to rule the world again and restore the glory of the grand plan. Something like that…it’s not impossible at all!”

"But what he said does make sense. This technology is different from the previous steam trains and requires more caution... Well, it's better not to publish it..."

The content of the note ends abruptly here.

Of course there are a lot of things later, but basically they are just essays and diaries, from the improvement of the steam core production process to "I burped four times in a row while drinking coffee today, hahahaha..." This kind of brain-heating There are dozens of things written down here and there.

But none of that matters anymore.

After taking a deep breath, Anson, who was almost speechless, slowly raised his head and made eye contact with Thalia, who was sitting next to him:

"Now I finally understand...why Isaac must use ancient runes to encrypt his notes."

The girl nodded slightly, showing the same expression of deep understanding.

Taking advantage of the three major magical characteristics to take shortcuts and forcibly bypassing the upgrade through differential machine calculations, we can finally "batch produce" spellcasters with a high success rate. This...

In the past, Anson once felt that the church blocked the knowledge of the Qiuzhen Sect and the research results of Saint Isaac simply because it hoped to use this method to monopolize technology and control the development speed of various countries.

Thinking about it now, this approach is not unreasonable. Isaac Rand...the things created by this genius may not be something that the world can bear immediately; once it is completely liberalized, even without restrictions on technological research, All may lead to unpredictable consequences.

The reason why Teller Thayer and other members of the Truth Society are willing to join the Circle of Order Church is probably due to these concerns.

On the other hand, does the Church of the Ring of Order, which obtained these technologies, really just preserve and block these technologies without conducting any breakthrough research?

Obviously impossible.

"William Gottfried told Talia that although ancient runes have been listed as a key taboo research project by the church, there are not a few priests who know about them internally; of course, most of them have not been able to truly understand them. Isaac’s true thoughts, but that does not mean that the Church was ignorant of these studies.”

The girl spoke slowly, her emerald eyes faintly filled with fear: "Otherwise, he wouldn't have been hunted down by the Inquisitor and forced to flee to the new world."

Anson's expression was a little solemn: "You mean..."

"Perhaps we should be prepared to... deal with the... spellcasters being created in batches?"

……………………

The rough sea, some unknown body of water.

Under the gloomy sky, a huge fleet faced the turbulent waves and marched hard on the windy and rainy sea; and every ship was in tatters and looked like it had been ravaged.

Some masts are broken, some decks are full of potholes, some hulls on both sides are even leaking, and some statues on the bows are missing... It can be said that one is more pitiful than the other, and one is more unlucky than the other. .

However, it is such a fleet that insists on marching on the turbulent sea full of dangers, as if it were an ascetic monk who had suffered countless hardships, dragging his dilapidated body through thorns and thorns, heading towards the holy land in his heart regardless of everything.

"Well, that's pretty much it."

In the cabin of the fleet flagship, the out-of-breath Derek wiped his sweat and looked at the holes in the cabin that he had just repaired. He said in a very uncertain tone: "Although it was not completely repaired, it is still... It should be no problem if you insist on reaching Sailing City!"

"Thank you so much!"

The two sailors on the side quickly thanked them: "Since the boatman died in the last storm, all of us have been driven crazy. If it hadn't been for your appearance, I don't know if this ship would have sunk at any time. Got it!"

"No, no, your previous repairs were actually very successful. I just made some adjustments based on your efforts." Drake, disguised as a boatman, said with a smile:

"If you hadn't reached out to rescue me, I would have drowned, died of hunger or thirst at sea... This level of repair is just a small effort compared to your kindness."

"No, no, no, your contribution is still great, there is absolutely no doubt about it..."

Seeing that he was still refusing, the two sailors quickly emphasized with serious expressions - they were still going to let this "picked-up" boatman continue to help and repair the damage on other ships.

Several people talked and complimented each other, and the originally unfamiliar atmosphere gradually became warmer; just when Drake was about to take a step further and get to know the ship and the entire fleet through the two sailors, A slightly humorous voice interrupted their conversation.

"Um...has the cabin been repaired?"

The three people who were still smiling suddenly looked stunned and turned to look behind them.

A young man wearing a long-sleeved windbreaker and a three-cornered hat held his shoulders and exposed the metal jewelry on his neck. He leaned against the wall of the entrance and smiled at the three of them:

"Nothing else. I heard that a sailor on the ship rescued a shipwrecked shipwrecked by the Jihadists. He happened to be idle, so I stopped by to take a look."

Before he finished speaking, Derek, whose expression suddenly changed, suddenly lowered his head and bowed his waist, trembling and curling up his upper body, as if he had met a tenant farmer of his lord's manor.

"It has been repaired, Sir Philus, thanks to the boatman." The sailor next to him quickly answered for him:

"Not only that, he also promised to help repair the damage on other ships and promised to help us reach Sailing City smoothly!"

"Oh, Lord of Order, this is such an unexpected surprise!" The young man known as "Pheles" looked surprised and said with a crooked smile: "I guess... this can also prove from the side that we They are all favored by God, right? Hahaha..."

After saying that, the legion commander who suddenly giggled turned around and staggered out of the cabin, leaving only the three of them behind. In the narrow cabin, Drake, who lowered his head, was still trembling, not daring to Straighten up.

That's right... I was absolutely right, that person was definitely Philus; the aide-de-camp of the grand leader of the Judgment Knights actually became one of the six legion commanders of the Holy War Army?

But, why didn't I feel the aura of a gifted person from him? And the metal ornaments around his neck look like torture tools used by the church to restrict the Old Gods. Could it be that they are knights of the Judgment Knights...

A spellcaster? !