Lost Narrative Poetry

——Is this the magic of magic?

George couldn't help but have a shocked expression on his face, and felt that his awe for the magician in his heart had increased.

After all, he himself is a farmer, not a nobleman who doesn't know whether food grows from the ground or trees. It's impossible to say that he doesn't even have this common sense, so he naturally knows how abnormally fast this growth rate is.

The seeds sown just yesterday are already growing well today? According to this trend, the harvest will be ready in half a month?

In the past, there was no telling what the normal speed should be. The land seemed to be so barren that nothing could be grown. It had been ferocious for years. No matter how long the seeds were sown, they would remain the same and would not grow at all. .

No matter how you look at this situation, it must be the magician who changed the land with magical magic or something special.

The experienced middle-aged man immediately became excited. If this was the case, then his biggest worry would be solved at once - although the town was developing rapidly and prosperously, supplies were also available.

But no one knows how the food is produced. If there is no stable source of production and supply, it is impossible to rely on the magician to perform magic, right?

Even if the magician can keep producing food, the people will still feel uneasy. What they need is visible and tangible protection.

George thought seriously about whether he could go back to farming. He still had the old mentality of a farmer and felt that this was the most secure way out. The various novel jobs nowadays were still not safe enough.

Or it should be possible, just like various strange "factories" that directly assign them to various positions, shouldn't they not be needed when it comes to farming, right? After delivering these bricks, go to the city hall to have a look...

With this idea in mind, George quickly delivered the cart of bricks to its destination and completed the registration.

The person in charge of registration is a beautiful witch, who should also be a magician, maybe a disciple of the magician? She has an expressionless face and is very cold, but she does her work meticulously and her efficiency is amazing.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but George always feels like he can see this witch often. She seems to appear in different places at the same time, responsible for many different key affairs...

He didn't know that this was a mass-produced alchemy doll, so he could only attribute it to the magic and omnipotence of magic.

After the registration is completed, George's income is 5 work points, which is currently the town's unique contribution system. These point changes are used to measure a person's contribution to the new city, and it is also a unique recording currency.

It can be used to exchange for food and other supplies, or it can be used to rent various production tools, equipment, or land and housing for living. If you don't want to lease the use rights, you can also purchase the ownership rights outright.

It is also a very novel system, but people accept it very quickly because it is convenient enough, and it is indeed authoritative.

Even if some people were worried about it being unreliable at first, they would have to convert their contributions into actual food and materials every time to feel more at ease. The city hall never cared about it, and they would just change it for you if you wanted to.

After so close to a month, no matter how suspicious people were, they all changed their views, began to accept this novel contribution system, and recognized their monetary value.

This is how change starts from all aspects and subtly.

All the way to the city hall near the city center, George looked at the people coming and going on the neat and clean streets, the beautiful buildings, and the various carriages passing by, and felt heavy in his heart.

Life is really getting better, these are all hopes!

I really hope it can continue like this, I hope the war outside will not burn here, I hope those damn Saxons will never discover this plain... George really doesn't ask for much, so he feels satisfied and happy like this. .

But he also knew, or everyone knew, that this was impossible. It was just a matter of time. As long as the Saxons did not die for a day, they could not have real peace.

If it was a month ago, many British people would probably just feel confused, hopeless, and just muddle along. After all, they couldn't see any hope at all, and they didn't know the meaning of their resistance.

But it's different now. Everyone is aware of the crisis in their hearts and silently begins to make preparations.

"We are about to start building barracks and military factories..."

"Is the war about to begin?"

"Probably not, but the lord may be preparing to train our warriors..."

"Just fight! I've had enough of those brutal bandits, I'll be the first to sign up..."

"Me too, I must make them pay the price!"

At the bulletin board in front of the city hall, a large group of people were gathered around, pointing and discussing something. Some looked worried, while others looked excited, as if they couldn't wait for this day to come.

George couldn't squeeze in and couldn't read, but after patiently asking a few people, he figured out what was going on.

The city hall has just announced that it is preparing to recruit real soldiers and start producing weapons and ammunition. I hope people will sign up enthusiastically. Blacksmiths with skills can help produce weapons and armor. Strong young people You can also become a soldier.

Of course it is not mandatory, but the rewards given are very profound.

It just seems that many people are excited, not because of rewards or anything, but because they really identify with their new homeland from the bottom of their hearts and want to defend and protect it at all costs.

This is their obligation!

Driven by this already large number of people, other people were easily persuaded and felt that this was the only way out and the most correct choice. After all, all fools knew that peace did not exist at all.

If you and others have no power, then no matter how you develop here, they will be nothing more than domestic animals waiting to be slaughtered. When the greedy Saxons occupy the entire island and explore this deep and dangerous land surrounded by When we were on the plains...

He will still raise his butcher knife.

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"Is this really okay?"

In the mage tower, which was as clean and tidy as a modern sterile laboratory, Artoria followed Xia Ran down the corridor and asked with some uncertainty.

She didn't feel very confident, because although the construction speed was extremely fast, and with the help of Xia Ran's various magics, a city appeared on the plain outside from scratch within a month. .

But in the final analysis, going too fast is not a good thing. In such a short period of time, can the people really be mentally prepared to accept all this and shoulder their responsibilities?

If this premise cannot be achieved, then all this will just encourage the growth of the seedlings... Although Xia Ran has been forcing the growth of the seedlings, just like forcibly ripening the wheat seedlings.

Is the land changing? Can’t grow crops?

It doesn't exist. He will have the entire world in his hands next. It would be really funny if he couldn't squeeze out the potential of an island's land.

"No problem, the seeds of psychic suggestion have been planted a long time ago, and now they are indeed taking root and sprouting naturally. This process is actually accelerated by me..." Xia Ran replied nonchalantly, "Otherwise you think Can they get out of their depression so quickly, pick up their will, and start their lives again?”

Of course, it all relies on the invisible emanation of his spiritual power to comfort him. If he, the top psychiatrist, hadn't been sitting here and conducting group therapy, how could there have been such progress.

"Eh? Is that so?" Artoria was dumbfounded. "Isn't this not good?"

"Why is it not good? With the help of a psychiatrist, it is good to get out of the shadows as soon as possible and embrace the new life with a new look, right?"

Xia Ran said strangely: "Do you really encourage everyone to struggle and face it on their own, to insist on walking out of the bad past, and to let go of everything? It's not about walking out with your own strength. , can’t it count?”

"this……"

Artoria felt a little confused. It seemed that what the Master said made sense. Why did she subconsciously feel that this approach was wrong?

"Okay, don't talk about this. Speaking of which, I have already built this tower..." Xia Ran changed the subject without leaving a trace, "Many things and research projects can be put on the agenda in the future. Currently, the dragon is in the plan. A variety of gene synthesis projects, the exploration of spiritual subtypes in abnormal parallel fields, and the promotion of activation machinery and golem technology..."

At this point, he couldn't help but sigh: "Speaking of which, everything has to be started from scratch and developed bit by bit. It feels really troublesome. It would be great if the singularity could be formed directly."

It's like the hypothesis of the world five minutes ago.

Why can't singular points be directly shaped into a certain form? Probably it was the people in Chaldea who felt that history suddenly changed into something different after the spirit son was transferred.

But in fact, for the promoters who are in the middle of history, history changes to that way bit by bit, rather than being that way from the beginning. The collapse point of Goetia is not all at once. Twisting history.

It just sent its Holy Grail to the corresponding important historical node, and used it to distort the history after "that moment", thus causing human reason to collapse due to a chain reaction, and its spells completely burned through three thousand years of records. .

"Just take your time..."

The knight girl sighed, but she also knew that her master was just complaining casually and did not really have any complaints.

"Okay, we're here..."

At this time, the magician whispered that they had reached the top of the tower.

The tower towers into the clouds, overlooking almost the entire British island. Looking at the ocean outside, it is hard to imagine that it was built in such a short period of time. However, Artoria only needs to think about how powerful the magician in front of her is. It's scary, so you can understand it a little bit.

The space at the top of the tower is also empty. There are no other facilities. There is a strange protrusion in the center, which seems to be a platform or some kind of device.

Looking at the mechanism and depression deliberately left in the center, Arturia understood it almost immediately, and then took out the Holy Spear from the inventory: "Are you going to insert Lungominiad here? ?”

"Yes, it can be said that this entire tower is a restraint device specially built by me. The holy spear is both the core and the key. If it is inserted into it, it can be conceptually regarded as a whole with the entire tower..."

Xia Ran nodded repeatedly: "The characteristics of the holy spear will be amplified and extracted, and the tower itself will become an anchor that binds the stars, piercing the planet and nailing the surface of the world..."

"Understood, then insert it now?" The girl took a step forward with enlightenment, but then stopped and looked back at the Master, "Should you do it, Master? I shouldn't be able to do this. Something, right?"

How could she have such power to nail the surface of the world?

Even if the weapon was made for this purpose, there is nothing she can do if she cannot exert its due power. In theory, this holy spear should be a spiritual weapon that can only be wielded by gods.

"Actually, you can come. I will activate the spell later. You can insert the holy spear as a key at the critical moment and activate the entire tower..."

Xia Ran blinked and pointed at the bottom of the platform——

"I have captured Goetia's breaking point in this era, which means that the energy core of the tower is the Holy Grail sent by the Demon King before. You don't have to worry about your insufficient contribution, "distort" what this era needs The price has been paid remotely by Goetia. "

"..."

"..."

"Forget it, I don't want anything to go wrong." Artoria shook her head, still not intending to overdo it.

"Okay, let me do it..."

Xia Ran smiled, reached out for the Holy Spear Lungominiad without caring, and walked forward quickly.

Preparations for magic are always completed in the early stage, and the preparation is nearly a month long, so magic can often appear to be activated in an instant. It's the same now, there are no extra chants or any special rituals.

The magician took a deep breath, but he did not immediately pierce the holy spear into the planet. Just as he said, since he wanted to nail the Age of Gods, he had to re-create the Age of Gods that had been ended.

He raised the Holy Spear Lungominiad high in his hand. He stood on the top of the tower like a god, looking down at everything, as if he was not just overlooking the island of Britain, but The whole planet is like that.

At this moment, the pupils in the emerald green eyes of the girl next to her also shrank suddenly, and she subconsciously felt a chill, as if an icicle had been driven into her heart.

"——Geocentric Theory: Heavenly Movement Realm! Expand!"

A cold sound that seemed to have no temperature came out. With Xia Ran as the center and the top of the tower as the center, light quickly emerged in the surrounding void, intertwining into various luminous lines, straight or twisted, just like It's like the orbit of stars, and it's like various complex symbols.

Magic circle.

A huge three-dimensional magic circle.

As soon as it appeared, it was like a huge light wheel, expanding outward in an instant, radiating out rapidly, and finally disappearing at the end of the horizon...or not disappearing, but rapidly amplifying.

A huge radiation force spreads from here to all parts of the world, constantly changing the course of history.

The three-dimensional magic circle grew larger and larger, so huge that it covered the sky and the land, and finally covered the entire planet like a super giant barrier, becoming a shining pattern in the sky. If you look closely, each line that makes up the line can be seen. Every point of light is another magic circle.

Just like the schools of fish swimming in the ocean and the ranks of ants crawling on the land, billions of magic arrays are neatly arranged into a huge magic array.

For just a moment, Artoria felt a certain sense of disharmony, suddenly flowing through her body, or a feeling of abnormal changes in time, which made people shudder.

From now on, the world changes completely...

she knows.

Because the expansion and coverage of the "Celestial Movement Field" will completely change the entire era, the effect of this spell is to artificially change cognitive events, using the user's observation as a benchmark to correct the worldview and distort events.

Will the laws of physics on earth be determined by human intelligence?

No, the physical laws on earth will be determined based on one person’s intelligence, and the entire world will return to the geocentric worldview!