My Empire

"What's wrong with me?" A magic apprentice opened his eyes in distress. He found that he heard the "voice" of God when he was meditating to feel the rhythm of magic.

This is a terrible phenomenon that prevents him from focusing on feeling the breath of magic. He is now full of God's voice, and it feels like God is playing some kind of musical instrument in his ears.

The voice was erratic, appeared and disappeared without a trace, it was as if to molest him. He didn't know whether this was a kind of favor from heaven or a flaw in cultivation.

So he didn't dare to find his magic teacher to talk about this kind of thing, and could only silently endure the weird sound that made people collapse.

But he knew that the sound was definitely not some kind of sound from the natural world, but a sound that violated the laws of nature created by an intelligent life body. It was as if the dolphins were singing, it was as if... it was conveying some kind of news.

He rubbed his hair in despair, feeling that he was going crazy by the sound. He secretly observed the people around him practicing meditation many times, and found that he seemed to be the only one who could hear the terrible sound.

As a result, he became even more frightened, lonely and helpless, he even found that his magic practice had been completely delayed, so he was criticized by the teacher and ridiculed by his classmates.

"What the **** is wrong with me? What's the matter?" He shouted from his heart again in despair, responding to the sound that came from **** or from God's realm: "Di...didi... "

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"I have received it! I have received it!" In the city of Ferry, a trained electrician held the earphones on his ears, his eyes widened in surprise, and he sketched a symbol on the paper.

"Shh!" When the people around were all cheering, Lawnes interrupted their cheers with a silent gesture in time. This is a cross-age invention and creation. Once it succeeds, the whole world will be closely connected.

Yes, after the thermal power plant was also established in Dukou City, Chris finally started his communication improvement plan. With radio, Ailan Hill's communication will become fast and accurate, and the cost of communication will be doubled.

In the beginning, Chris won the Battle of Ferry. In order to inform Strider, the envoy in the Arrant Empire, it was the flying pigeon and the quicker to deliver the news. It took several days to get the news. Delivered.

But now, as long as he has the translated version, Chris can use a few minutes to pass the order to the distant Ferry City, or the sea. And Hanhai can also use the same short time to pass on the problems they encountered back to Seris City.

This is a great leap in the field of information transmission, and suddenly Chris's information transmission speed has reached an unprecedented height. This also doubles the area he can control, and allows him to directly command the troops stationed beyond the commander.

The loud radio signals seemed to hit the heart of an electrician, with pleasant notes, which made people fascinated.

"Di...didi...di..." Hearing the clear voice from the earphones, the trained electromechanical technician said something in his mouth, and used a charcoal pen to outline some symbols on the white paper in front of him. .

These symbols are composed of dots and long lines to mark this unique combination of laws. In fact, Chris has not encrypted his radio transmission at this time. After all, no one in this era can create the same information dissemination tool.

"One long and two short... represents the word I..." An officer looked at the symbols recorded on the paper, and frantically checked the booklet in his hand. He was pleasantly surprised to find that what was placed in front of him was not some irregular symbols, but sentences that really carried meaning.

"I have sent the signal... Have you received..." The officer translated the sentence and looked at Lawnes beside him. Lawnes hurriedly pulled the paper on which the message was recorded, with an incredible expression on his face.

He spread out the paper that had been slightly crumpled because of his excitement, as if he was reading the words solemnly on it as if he was first reading a word. He could hardly believe that this sentence was a minute or tens of seconds ago , Sent from a place so far away from Serris City.

The door of industrialization is slowly opening before his eyes. He has seen the changes of this era. Now, what he wants to witness may be the rise of another era: "I have sent a signal... Have you received it!"

"Hahaha! Have you received it yet?" Lawnes looked at the officers around him and said loudly: "Answer them immediately! We have received it! Salute to your majesty!"

"Di...di...didi..." Beside the other radio telegraph, the mechanic began to check the words in the communication manual, one by one, the words were transformed into long and short sound combinations and sent to a remote place.

The electromagnetic environment of this era is actually not as good as imagined. Because of magic, radio waves actually interfere. However, the electromagnetic environment here is still pretty good compared to the time when Chris is familiar with the tight signal frequency band.

Therefore, even if the communication distance is not as far as imagined and can cover the entire planet, it can still meet Chris' current communication requirements. His requirements are not high, just want to integrate his own territory.

At this moment, Chris, Desaier, and Gurlo and others were all guarding the radio, waiting for the signal from afar to be transmitted back. They have conducted close-up experiments more than a dozen times, so they did not doubt the practicability of the machine in front of them.

What they were worried about was that the radio signal could not be transmitted so far and could not meet the communication distance requirements between Seris and the ferry. But soon, their worries disappeared, because a neat set of radio signals were transmitted to the radio operator's ears through the earphones.

The mechatronics operator who was holding the earphones carefully looking for the signal suddenly opened his eyes wide, and nodded excitedly at his Emperor and many ministers: "I heard it! I heard it!"

Yes, a complete communication is so successful. From then on, it only takes a few seconds to send the message to the ferry and to Hanhai. Ailan Hill's generator finally showed its outstanding efficacy.

"This thing is simply a miracle! My God! It can actually send news to Ailan Hill in an instant!" Standing next to Chris, Desser sighed in shock.

As a member of a wealthy nation, Desaier, a nobleman who has seen countless great worlds, understands the importance of message transmission. It can be said that with this kind of communication device, much history can be rewritten and many decisions can be considered.

As long as the news can be delivered in a timely manner, countless people will immediately be crazy about it. Even with just this device in front of him, Ailan Hill could earn money every day. Even if there is only this kind of equipment in front of you, Ailan Hill's army assembly speed can be doubled!

The Arrant Empire wants to fight. From making a decision to mobilizing the troops, it must first send messengers to the various stationed areas where the troops are scattered, and then wait for the troops to gather from all directions. This process may take three months or more. Long time.

Lovely Lanhill does not need to be so troublesome anymore. As long as the radio confirms, it only takes a day or even a few hours, and the troops can assemble from their station and go to the direction that needs them.

Therefore, even if Ailan Hill and the Arrant Empire are now preparing to attack each other at the same time, Chris's troops will arrive at the battlefield ten days in advance, and will directly begin to attack the army that Arrant has not yet assembled.

Of course, this is just an ideal situation. However, the changes that radio has made to the world, or the infinite future symbolized by this progress, really make people of insight ecstatic. Mortal magic has begun to exert its power, so will the day when mortals defeat the gods, will it be far behind?

"Send a telegram to Lawnes! Tell him I want to eat sea fish! Let him send it quickly!" Chris was in a good mood and started to release himself. Although he is already the emperor of a principality, he has not yet planned to seal his emotions.

"Didididi..." The electrician who sent the telegram hit the firing pin in front of him with his hand, sending regular radio waves one after another.

"Didi! Di! Di!" In the earphone of the electromechanical technician on the other side, the voice of the other party's response soon came. The translated message was quickly delivered to Chris's hand, and Lawnes's answer was written on it: "Your Majesty! The fish has set off and will arrive in Serris soon!"

"Send him another telegram, telling him that there are two butter factories opened on Hanhai, where the butter raw materials are all from the grassland, and the taste is quite good. I will send him a few boxes to taste." Chris has already Ignoring the number of words in the telegram, I started talking nonsense.

"Didi, Didi, Didi, Di..." The electrical and mechanical personnel over there worked tirelessly to satisfy his majesty's willful actions.

Just as Chris let go, in a training room in the Holy Demon Empire, the magic apprentice who could always hear the "sound of the gods" opened his eyes again unhappy. He looked at several colleagues around him, and found that none of them had any irritable expressions.

He got up from his position with a pale face and stopped meditating. The voice finally fell silent in his mind, as if it had never appeared before.