Ever since he was a child, Scott had felt that something was not right about the world he lived in. The first time I had this feeling was the day my grandma passed away.
On a calm sunny afternoon, Scott, who was only five years old, was pulling weeds in the backyard of his home. His grandfather and father were both working in the blacksmith shop. One of his mother and grandmother was filling the water tank with water, and the other was mending the family's clothes.
Scott remembered that scene as clearly as if he had a photo in his mind - the golden sunshine, the grandma on the armchair in the backyard, the dusty backyard, the smoke from the next door house slowly rising into the blue sky, the sound in his ears There are insects chirping by the side, and the fragrance of azaleas can be smelled on the tip of the nose. Grandma looks at herself with a smile and gentleness.
Then in the next second, the old man's head dropped and he lost consciousness. Sco felt something was wrong. He ran over and called his grandma, but the old man did not respond. As a little boy, he anxiously called his mother. The strong Nanling woman panicked and immediately went to call a doctor. But there was nothing the doctors could do.
This was a stroke. The old man was too old. Even if they could do something, it would be too late. Moreover, there were no doctors who could treat cerebral blood vessels in Port Harrison at that time.
The next day, grandma left. At that time, Scott didn't know what death meant, nor did he understand what the old man's disappearance meant. He just felt that his grandma was in pain.
After the old man passed away, the family became lively. My father's brothers, sisters, and other relatives in the family came over to discuss paying for the old man's burial. There were cries in the house, and a sad atmosphere filled the family.
Only Scott just stood there blankly and alone, neither crying nor sad... This even attracted the attention of his father. The son who hated himself for not taking good care of his mother looked at his son. , scolded with some annoyance.
"What are you doing standing here? Grandma usually likes you so much, but you don't even shed a single tear!"
This is just to vent your anger. The man himself knew very well that his son probably didn't understand what death meant, but when he saw that blank face, he couldn't help but be angry...a kind of incompetent rage against himself.
But Scott's answer stunned the man.
"Dad, am I really unable to do anything?"
The boy tugged on his father's trousers with such force that the rough linen was picked up by his little hands. His amber eyes stared at the man closely, and he said in confusion: "I really want to help grandma... but What can I do to help grandma?”
"Dad, am I really unable to do anything and help grandma?"
At this time, the man who had been working as an iron man blinked his eyes. He looked at his child and suddenly realized that Scott might be smarter than he thought in the past.
"You can help..."
The anger disappeared and turned into an unspeakable sadness. The man half knelt on the ground, hugged his son, and said in a trembling voice: "Live well, Scott...grow up well, and become more powerful than me, more powerful than this incompetent guy like me. .....”
"This is the best help for grandma." Scott has always done this.
He lives a serious life and takes good care of himself. He has never had any illness that worried his parents since he was a child, and he has never done anything to dissatisfy adults or confuse his superiors.
Many people say that this is ordinary, inconspicuous ordinary.
But in Terra, wanting to grow up in such an ordinary and peaceful way is inherently extraordinary. Scott did the best he could.
However, the feeling that something was wrong was always there in his heart.
There is a pair of siblings in the house next door to Scott, who were his childhood playmates. The girl is a little older than the two boys. She has long sea-blue hair, clear eyes, and a voice like a lark, because she is a herb gatherer in the family. I also like to play with flowers and plants, so I always have a faint, sweet fragrance like azaleas on my body.
The girl is also very gentle and often takes care of her two younger brothers. When Scott gets injured while playing with his younger brother, she will take out the plaster from her little box and apply it gently on the wound.
At that time, the fragrance and temperature of the girl's body will spread along the plaster, making the boy a little intoxicated. Scott often went to their house to play. When he was just starting to fall in love, he had a secret crush on his sister. This was human nature, and his younger brother vaguely noticed this. He sometimes teased Scott, and sometimes jealously talked to his sister. Friends fight.
But one day, Scott, who wanted to go to his neighbor's house to play, noticed something was wrong when he stepped out of the house. He found that there were many strangers at the intersection of the street. Standing at the door of the neighbor's house, some of them were With their sea blue hair, they are obviously all members of the same family.
Inexplicable uneasiness appeared in Scott's heart. He quietly blended into the crowd and approached the neighbor's house, trying to figure out what happened.
Then he heard crying. A familiar cry.
Just like the cries that filled the house when my grandma passed away a few years ago. Missing.
This is what my father said to my mother with a serious look on his face after he came back in the evening, chewing licorice.
The father and daughter from the next door family followed the team and went to Laoshan to collect herbs with several other herb collectors, but they disappeared together.
Compared with death, missing is an easy-to-understand word...it means "disappeared" and "never found again."
However, in Terra, the word missing has another hidden meaning. No bones remain.
The search and rescue team organized by the team searched for a long time, but had to retreat because it was getting dark... During this period of time, other teams of herb collectors are expected to be on alert, and the escort team will also strengthen patrols and clearings, but the person will definitely not be found. came back.
Not to mention a day, half a day... In the redwood forest of Nanling, as long as you disappear for an hour or half an hour... then you will disappear forever.
The playmate was crying all the time. He called out the names of his father and sister, and grief overwhelmed the young child. But soon, he couldn't be sad anymore, because he was the only man left in the family, and he had to protect his mother from all outsiders and relatives.
To this day, Scott still thinks about that girl. He is already older than his "sister" at that time, but when he recalls the past, Scott can't help but shudder.
At that time, although he knew the meaning of death, he did not know the cruelty of life leading to death... But now, precisely because he knew, he knew that whether he was stunned by the miasma or obscured by the roots and branches of the jungle, , turned into a skeleton under the tree; or had the neck broken by the monster, eating all the internal organs and flesh and blood, and even chewing the bones... This is all very painful, and it is very likely to happen to that gentle girl. things on my body.
Even, robbed by the natives -
But at that time, Scott, who was still a teenager, still had no sadness in his heart, only a sense of confusion.
He sensed something was wrong.
Why?
"Why?"
Late at night, the young Scott tossed and turned in bed. He asked himself and kept asking himself: "Is such a thing really irreversible after it happened?"
"Can I just sit back and watch this happen without helping the people I want to help at all?"
"Is there... is there not a way so that everyone does not have to encounter accidents? Is there not a possibility and power to restore the past to its original state?"
"Isn't there a way..."
“Is there any way to help those who are grieving, how to help them?”
Ahhh. At that time, the boy was curled up in pain. There was no sadness in his heart, only the suffocation of his heart being clenched by a huge force. He already had an answer in his heart, but this answer was still waiting for a cruel opportunity. Tell this young man who is somewhat smart, but not really a genius, the truth.
The playmates' family moved away. Most of the family's property was left to relatives, but they moved to Naumann City, where an old, childless uncle was willing to take care of the younger brother.
This is already the best ending.
And Scott chose to join the Guardians a few years later.
The feeling that something was wrong, that something was missing, always lingered in his heart, prompting him to do something that could help others.
The world shouldn't be like this. Many people should not die for no reason, and many people should not have unfortunate endings.
No, not many people.
Everyone is right.
"I have to do something."
When convincing his father and grandfather, Scott couldn't think of any good reasons, so he could only express his feelings frankly: "I have not fallen behind in my skills as a blacksmith, and the guards can also exercise. When I retire, , or when I don’t want to do it, I can come back and inherit the family business at any time.”
"But now, I want to do something. Our port needs a guard. If I don't do it, and others don't do it, then who will protect our home?"
This was not a good reason, but my father persuaded my grandfather.
"Your grandson is smarter than us." The man who always respects his father said: "Let him try. Anyway, as this kid said, someone has to do it, and the Viscount gives you a lot of money."
Ten years after his grandma died, Scott was finally able to do something for people. Of course, this didn't all go smoothly.
Although the age requirement for the escort team is that they are over fourteen years old, if they are really only fourteen or fifteen years old, it is impossible for such a newly 'adult' guy to go shopping with the indigenous monsters.
During that time, all Scott could do was patrol the city, give directions, catch thieves, and deal with neighborhood disputes.
Also, Scott's captain and other teammates are not good people.
As the newest and youngest member of the team, he needs to clean up, wash clothes and socks, and scrub weapons and armor for these officers and seniors.
This is all done by convention, so it can’t be called bad, but since it follows this convention, it certainly can’t be called good either.
Scott had a really hard time during that period. He fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes, and was called up for patrol before he could wake up naturally.
But this kind of pain and hardship gave him a kind of "enrichment". A feeling of "I'm doing something too."
"When I become an independent member of the escort team, I may be able to do more."
With this in mind and enduring the hardships of life, Scott waited.
Time passed...he waited for the rainstorm that changed his life.
A war in the rain.
Aboriginal invasion of Port Harrison - Scott had never heard of this kind of thing since he was born. Even Scott's father had no memory of it. Only his grandfather, who was already ill in bed, vaguely remembered it. Decades ago, during the most intense war between the Aboriginals and Port Harrison, the entire port was lined with turrets and bunkers to defend against the tsunami-like offensives of the Aboriginals.
But compared to the indigenous people who could drive several armies of Warcraft at that time, the indigenous people now can only send a few elite hunters and berserker warriors to break in.
But this posed a greater threat to the defenders in the city.
The elite indigenous hunters attacked and killed the defenders in the turret one by one. Scott and his teammates fought desperately and in turn killed the incoming hunters...but the price was that only he survived.
"The *** natives are coming for us, damn it."
"***, we can't let this kid die, right?"
"Scott, guard the side and protect the alchemy cannon... What nonsense are you doing? This is your mission!" "Kill! Fight with these *** natives!"
"Why are you crying? Ahem...little bastard, you have to survive as our brothers..."
"..."
Scott still couldn't do anything.
But this time, he became someone else's. His life is the result of other people's help.
——I have to do something...
——Everyone in the city is suffering. I must fire artillery to stop the enemy...
--right! This is what I can do! My mission, where I can help other people!
Standing in a pool of blood, looking around at the corpses of his comrades and natives, the young city guard had no time to grieve or feel at a loss.
He went to repair the alchemical cannon again and again...but he had not learned the relevant inscription repair.
He will not.
This is something beyond Scott's ability. He clearly has the opportunity to help others and help others change their tragic fate, but his ability and experience prevent him from grasping it - the unwillingness and feeling in his heart arrived at this moment reached the peak, but he still failed to grasp it.
What exactly is this for?
Maybe...just because.
He is an ordinary person.
A mortal.
The mortal trembled and stared at the artillery in front of him that could not be fired no matter how much he fiddled with it. He almost knelt in despair in front of the cannonball. A kind of pure emptiness and meaningless dejection left Scott speechless.
Silence. Until someone opened the door. This is the first time Scott meets Ian.
It was a white-haired child. Compared to his cute face, the first thing Scott noticed was his eyes—those eyes were different from anyone Scott had ever seen. The amount of light is bright and sudden, and there is a firmness that is never at a loss.
Just by showing up, Scott had an extremely strong feeling, a feeling that shook his entire body.
-Ian is extraordinary-
Instinct told him so, and it was true.
After Ian arrived, he repaired the alchemy cannon in a short time, and then quickly fired it with his help, hitting the vital part of the swamp crocodile dragon.
As soon as he arrived, he solved all the problems that troubled Scott. Whether it was the indigenous people, the alchemical cannon, or the crocodile dragon, Ian easily helped everyone in Harrison Port and prevented many tragedies from happening.
His very existence is constantly changing the fate of others. Constantly changing that feeling that something "isn't right" about Scott.
Although he himself does not have that idea, Ian himself has his own goals, but the facts cannot be deflected by personal will.
"Thank you, that's a big help."
At the end, the white-haired child smiled and thanked Scott obediently.
For Ian, this was a statement of facts and a casual statement - even if Scott did not help him calibrate the muzzle, carry the shells, and cover the earth and rocks, Ian would definitely be able to achieve his goal. This is just the icing on the cake.
But for Scott, it was redemption.
That night, Scott, who had received a commendation from the Lord's Palace, returned home. His mother cried and hugged him, and his father patted him heavily on the shoulder, praising his actions, worrying about the dangers he had experienced, and worrying about the dangers he had experienced. His son is proud.
Even the grandfather lying on the bed struggled to support his body and loudly boasted about his grandson's bravery - Scott is now the hero of Harrison Port, and he can finally become a person who can help other people.
But just like in the past, there was no sadness in Scott's heart. At this moment, there was no joy in his heart.
Late at night, Scott didn't fall asleep. The boy sat on his bed, hugging his knees, curling up and staring at the rain outside the window.
The rain kept falling.
He bit his hand, inflicting pain on himself with the force of almost biting off a piece of flesh, punishing himself for his lies, punishing himself for his incompetence - if it weren't for the Iron Man's physical fitness, he would have definitely bitten off a piece of flesh.
That's more of a self-blame. ——I can't do anything!
Facing the incoming enemies, I couldn't kill them... Facing the damaged artillery, I couldn't repair it... Facing so many people who died for no reason, I couldn't help at all!
I couldn't save any of my teammates who died to protect me. Those wounds could be covered with just a little healing potion, but I didn't bring them with me because of poverty!
I can't change anything, neither the world nor myself...
"I am actually just a mortal!"
In this extreme pain, in this heavy rain sweeping across the South China Sea, Scott cried bitterly.
The echo that had been ringing in his heart since childhood, the vague feeling that something was wrong since childhood, the cruel and cold fact that made people shudder and sick, finally revealed the truth to him at this moment.
——He is actually just a mortal!
He can't help dying people, he can't prevent people from heading towards a tragic fate, he can't save those who can be saved, and undo those mistakes that can be undone!
Obviously there are so many, even infinite, possibilities in this world... But he, Scott, can always only choose an ordinary and sad path!
but....
but.
That kid was different.
Scott stopped crying because he recalled the white figure.
No.
That person is different.
The image of Ian came to Scott's mind. Although he is just a child, he is far more mature than himself. No, that can't be said to be a child, that is someone more mature than myself.
Because he can change the fate of others and turn it in a better direction. Ian...is the person Scott longs to be, but cannot be.
Ever since he was a child, Scott had felt that something was not right about the world he lived in.
There are too many things that can be changed in theory, but no one can take action, or have no ability to take action. They can only watch familiar people and loved ones fall into the abyss.
Scott couldn't change that. He is a mortal, a slightly smarter, slightly kinder mortal, but that's all. He can see but cannot change.
But Ian, who was clearly an extraordinary man, could. He can do it.
"And I can help Ian."
Wiping away his tears, the boy suddenly opened his eyes wide: "I can do something after all!"
yes. Even mortals, as long as they follow extraordinary sages, will one day be able to use the sages' light... to illuminate the haze.
Maybe this is...
"Scott, are you distracted? Did I try too hard?" A worried voice sounded.
All memories turned into flowing clouds and dissipated into steaming smoke.
From a boy to a man, the grown-up Iron Man stood up unsteadily. His body was wrapped with cyan arcs of electricity, crackling and exploding in the air.
This is an inaccessible hilly area on the edge of Xiahui Territory. The tall jungle is like a wall that isolates the entire world.
In the center of the jungle, there is a small piece of vast flat land that has been cleared. The experimental site for Xiahui's new weapons is here.
Smoke lingered on the ground full of pits, melts, and black marks from lightning strikes, because a strong current bombardment had just occurred here, and two sublimates who could control current were trying their hands here...or so to speak. , one party is demonstrating his or her sublimation skills to the other party.
Scott was the one being demonstrated. He stood up from the ground, shook his head, and sorted out his chaotic thoughts.
Then he saw a hand that was white and slender, but extremely strong and powerful, like a hand forged from jade.
"Sir...are you really at the first level?"
Reaching out and holding the palm of his hand, Scott smiled bitterly and used his strength to stand up. He said to Ian who looked embarrassed: "The lightning sublimation technique that directly attacks the electromagnetic signals of the human brain... If I hadn't recently learned it by myself. I studied biology and tried to defend myself a little bit, but I’m afraid that was enough to burn my head!”
"You have taught yourself too much."
The white-haired boy complained: "Are you staying up late studying again? Give me a good rest!"
"Moreover, I have mastered the strength, and the blow just now definitely did not exceed the upper limit of the first energy level." "Hmm... I know."
Scott was completely awake at this moment. He looked at Ian with some embarrassment: "After experiencing it personally, I can already understand the key to this skill... The power of the lightning strike this time is not great, but it is very powerful." It is delicate and has a very strange frequency. It can interfere with the body's nerve signals. No matter how strong a person is, he will be paralyzed and convulsed after being hit by this lightning strike."
"I'm sorry, sir, my qualifications are relatively dull and I can't compare with Qingchao. You can understand it once you explain it... I have to trouble you to demonstrate it for me."
"What are you talking about? I'm giving you a lecture to sort out my own thoughts."
In response, the white-haired lord waved his hands slightly. He obviously didn't think it was a troublesome thing to open a small stove for his territorial supervisor: "Besides, Scott, don't think too low of yourself."
"Qingchao's talent is actually only average. He is not used to the thinking mode of normal people. He has to twist some problems and transform them into things within his swordsman's logic before he can understand them."
"As for you, after studying for so long, your understanding of things is not inferior to Qingchao's. It's just that you have only recently become a sublimator and are not very familiar with the art of sublimation."
Having said this, Ian looked at Scott with admiration: "Your spirit is tougher than I thought - you can admit your weaknesses frankly, tell me your shortcomings without flinching, and be brave Learn things you don’t know.”
“This courage to challenge the unknown and clear self-knowledge are your true strengths.”
"Just like this time, you realized that your own force may not be able to deal with the assassination of the Dragon Worship Cult or Feiyandi, and you cannot take charge of the overall situation after I leave the Xiahui Territory, so you want to learn the sublimation skills of the thunder system from me. ——This kind of decision, even if someone can think of it, may not be implemented."
"My lord, you said that after taking the new potion, you wanted to try out the effects of your new abilities. That's why I dared to come over and ask."
Scott honestly expressed his true thoughts: "But I still didn't expect that Sir, you have become so strong not long after you just obtained the lightning ability."
——Of course, basically all the technologies of the civilization in my previous life were boiling water, throwing stones and playing with electricity.
"The Lord of Steel's potion actually lacks a metal control... My electromagnetic ability is not used for discharge. In other words, there are too many things that the thunder sublimation skill can do, and discharge is only the most basic kind of."
Ian shook his head. He knew what Scott meant. The other party was worried that he had always been the source of water and earth elements, and with the addition of thunder element, he would soon go to Canaan Moore to participate in the event before he had time to adapt. A big move.
Because the Aurora Titan' is also the true form of the thunder system, Scott wants to use himself as a target to let Ian test his abilities, and he can also learn the skills summarized by Ian.
But Scott didn't expect that Ian was far more familiar with electric current than he was with the water and soil systems. In just a few days, he had already developed many related skills.
The interference current that directly stimulates biological nerves is one, and the flying technique of accelerating the magnetization of metal in one's body is another, not to mention the simple magnetic storm arc.
After more than a month of research, Ian has produced the "Steel Lord" potion.
After being purified by the Super Magnetic Storm Iron Tower, the chest shell of the Clean Dust Dragon became only as big as an ordinary human head, and after the essence was made into a physical potion, it was only as big as a human head.
Yes. Most of the earth sublimation potions are solid pills or tablets, which need to be swallowed with water or buried directly in the flesh and blood, and slowly absorbed by the whole body.
The essence of the chest shell of the Pure Dust Dragon is, on the surface, a translucent silver gemstone ball the size of a gun's head. In the center of the ball, there are endless thunder arcs flashing, forming an extremely bright core.
And coupled with the steel pterosaur's iridescent wings, which are the essence of the steel pterosaur's magnetized organs, the surface of this silver gem will be filled with a layer of iridescent magnetic field arcs, and the changing magnetic poles and rotation of the gem can be clearly seen. of magnetic field.
Ian buried the potion inside his chest, used the flash silver skeleton as the bearing base, and slowly absorbed the source material structure in the potion. While strengthening several original organs, he also gained Three new sublimated organs.
The enhanced sublimation organs are [Pure Rock Crystal Bone] and Silver Scale Armor. Because the Lord of Steel is the inheritance of the dual systems of thunder and earth, these two core sublimation organs of the earth system that are also related to metals have been obtained. Brand new abilities.
[Pure Rock Crystal Bone] has been sublimated into [Eternal Pure Crystal Bone]. The powerful biomagnetic field will use the bones as the core to wrap around Ian's body and repel all substances that may harm him...whether it is illusions, mental shocks, Toxins or invisible assassins coming for a sneak attack will be detected and repelled by the offensive magnetic field of the Hengjing Crystal Bone.
The strengthening of the silver scale armor is very simple - the current silver scale armor can be reinforced by Ian's thunder element, stabilizing its material composition and becoming harder.
The three newly obtained sublimation organs are [Flash Electrode], [Pure Dust Heart] and Rainbow Light Suspended Scales.
[Flash Electrode] is a new sublimation organ that Ian built based on Aurora Titan's third-level sublimation organ [Thunderweaving Net] to assist his own 'Flash Silver Skeleton'. The Thunderweaving Web is the specialized nerves and blood vessels in the body of the Aurora Titan sublime. After becoming a sublimated organ, these blood vessels and nerves become a network covering the whole body of the sublime. They are as ubiquitous as capillaries, allowing them to move from body to body. Every part of it bursts out with strong current.
Ian had no intention of becoming a flashman, so he strengthened his ability to weave thunder nets, but only distributed them around his ribs. Relying on the flash silver skeleton, he could burst out higher-energy currents when needed, creating produce a stronger magnetic field.
[Purification Heart] is the power generation core of the Purity Dragon, its thunder source organ. Because it has been refined by the super magnetic storm coil, the source matter created by Ian's Purity Heart has become purer, but it is consumed. Also getting bigger.
But Ian, who has the ether crystal, lacks nothing but source material, so this small shortcoming is completely made up for.
The [Rainbow Hanging Scale] is a flying organ donated by the Steel Winged Dragon group. It is precisely because of it that the Steel Winged Dragon can drive its huge and heavy body at supersonic speeds and fly above the sky.
In terms of abilities, it actually only has the ability of super-fast magnetic levitation flight... Even if it is used as a defense, it is not useful enough, and it is far less powerful than any of the defensive abilities of Fudo Castle.
But...it can fly!
--And it flies very fast!
This is a blast to kill the Lord of Stone - although the Lord of Stone can control most of the earth's materials, summon a large number of giant stone soldiers, and even rub castles and fortresses with his bare hands, in the final analysis, he is just an infantryman. How can he be on par with the noble air force? Compare people to each other!
Having said that, Ian has no intention of giving up the advantage of the Lord of Stone...The Lord of Steel still has a quota in the Extreme Domain, and he is planning to supplement it with the ability to control metal.
But it was too late. The ship from the Canaan Moor Ember Light Department had arrived at Nauman City and was waiting for Ian, the distinguished guest, to set off.
"grown ups."
At this moment, Scott spoke, he was a little hesitant.
When Ian raised his head curiously and looked at himself, Scott confessed: "I'm actually still a little scared."
"You said that after you leave, I will be in charge of all matters in Xia Hui's leadership... Don't worry about me, but I don't worry about myself."
"interesting."
Ian commented: "What are you worried about? Even if you are really worried, don't I have other candidates?"
"Qingchao... uh, no, his thinking is too simple." Scott thought for a while, he was a little unsure and said: "Mr. Guying and Old Farr? Especially Mr. Guying, he really He is a very smart man. Without his help, I would not be able to teach myself mathematics and biology. He also knows a lot about alchemy and inscriptions, and is as knowledgeable as you, my lord."
"It's too much. In terms of professional knowledge, I occasionally have to ask Gu Yi for advice. I'm just a miscellaneous student."
Raising his eyebrows, Ian somewhat understood Scott's thoughts and laughed: "You feel inferior to Qing Chao and Gu Ying, and are afraid that you can't suppress them or control them... You can blame it, Qing Not to mention Chao's second level Guying's strength, his knowledge also overwhelms you."
"Actually, old Mr. Farr and Bachelor Roland also crushed me." Scott reminded Ian: "It's just that Mr. Farr is very easy-going, and Bachelor Roland is relatively simple."
"That's the truth. They are all better than you in some way."
Ian found a stone to sit down on, and he motioned for Scott to sit next to him. After both of them sat down, he said: "But Scott, do you know where you are better than them?"
Scott shook his head, and Ian raised his index finger and tapped his forehead: "You have a normal brain."
"Scott, you have the thinking of an ordinary person."
The Iron Man slowly opened his eyes. He didn't expect Ian to give such a strange answer. Moreover, is the thinking of ordinary people considered an advantage?
"The thinking of ordinary people is just a simple way of saying it. To put it simply, you understand what ordinary people need, and you can also understand which industries are closely related to the operation of the territory."
After seeing that Scott's attention was completely focused, Ian nodded slightly, raised his second finger and continued: "Secondly, you have political mind."
"Come on, Scott, let me ask you a question... What do you think is the key to developing the simple and brave character of the mountain people today?"
Um....."
Scott thought for a while and replied: "The mountain people are simple and brave, because only those who are simple and brave, have individual strength, and love the tribe can become chiefs and be loved by everyone. This is the crowd theory, Only such people will be accepted by the tribe, while cowards who are scheming but not brave enough to fight will be ostracized and left to die alone in the mountains."
"That's right." Ian said with satisfaction: "The political model that respects the brave, the combative, and the family-loving determines the national character. So what if we continue to push back?"
"The mountain people's production model, which focuses on fishing and hunting, determines that they need a strong and powerful leader who can unite the tribe and a fierce boss to lead them to fight with other tribes."
Scott's mind gradually opened up, and he suddenly realized: "I understand, it is the production model that determines political needs."
"The production model of the mountain people is because the Baisen Mountains do not support farming and can only support fishing and hunting... Yes, geographical resources determine the production model, the production model determines the political needs, and the political needs determine the national character - This is also our reform strategy all along!”
“We transformed the geographical resources of the Baisun Mountains through agricultural buildings, starting from the most fundamental place, and gradually transformed the production model of the mountain people, and even the people of the entire Baisun Mountains, so that they can be closer to the political camp we want and become what we want. With the necessary character, you can become a new mountain citizen who is down-to-earth, reliable, hard-working and brave!”
After hearing this from Ian, Scott immediately felt that his thinking was much clearer. He completely understood all of Ian's work this year almost instantly.
Those transformations that seem like just tapping on the corners, hammering here and there, are actually designed to solve all the problems of the mountain people from the most fundamental level!
Then...
Based on this, change the destiny and future of all mountain people!
Scott had thought about these ideas in the past, but had never been able to summarize them himself. But that's enough.
"You're already very smart."
Although Ian was happy in his heart, he still sighed: "Qingchao and Guying have both answered this question. Guess what they said?"
Scott shook his head, and the white-haired boy looked deeply into the forest in the distance: "One of them said that the reason why the mountain people have such a character is because Baisen Dragon God has such a character, and the people follow the god—— Qingchao is right, the Baisen Dragon God is indeed hot-tempered, and often fights with other dragons. I saw a lot from his memory, so no wonder this dragon died early, it was basically self-inflicted."
"As for Gu Ying... He said he wanted to study the genes of the mountain people and asked me for a fund. This guy is really good at asking for funds. Hua An should really learn from him."
Scott was silent. He somewhat understood what Ian meant.
"Qingchao represents the military power in the territory, and the training camp he leads is the training camp for future Xiahui leader cadres."
Ian patted Scott on the shoulder: "And the old shadow is the director of the institute and the scientific research representative."
"But whether it is military or scientific research, they themselves have no 'purpose'. They can only serve our territory and people. No matter how powerful or smart they are, they must serve the requirements of the territory and people." , to optimize itself and formulate future development plans to address the needs of both."
"Qingchao and Guying never thought of this. They don't know what ordinary people need or what they need to learn... But you are different, Scott, you know very well what ordinary people need."
"I've seen your strategy for dealing with the western swamps. How many pioneers and how many escorts? Before the wasteland was cleared, Qingchao and other knights were sent to expel dangerous monsters. The distribution of defense facilities in the gathering place. The doctors and medicine reserves inside the gathering place. As well as the internal management rules of the pioneers...these are all very well designed and can be called perfect.”
"Don't you think this is a kind of power? Knowing what people need and being able to solve problems is a very powerful ability!"
"I...."
Scott opened his mouth, and finally he just whispered: "I've just seen people die inexplicably before, so I don't want these things to happen again...
The scent of azaleas flashed through his heart, along with a moment of tingling pain and sadness. He didn't want to do it a second time.
"Yes, you still have empathy." Ian smiled: "Real empathy is empathy that can act and change, not just pretending not to see it after stinging it - this is also very important. A rare ability.”
"The third advantage - you are a very rare person who can understand what society is." Scott was sitting.
To be honest, if it wasn't for Ian, he wouldn't have known that he was so outstanding. He is obviously just a mortal...how can he have so many advantages?
"I have seen that during the recent period, you have decided to slow down the export of resources, slow down the production of various commodities, and transfer a considerable amount of funds to education."
Ian said calmly at Scott: "I directly agreed with your decision at that time, but now, I want to hear the reason."
"... because there is a limit because the demand is."
Scott thought silently for a while, and then slowly spoke: "Whether it is the mountain people's demand for Xiahui collar rangalism, various alchemy products, or the western front of the western front The demand for magnetic storm weapons has a limit -as long as the war is still there, the order will not be less. "
"But on the other hand, will the orders be available at the end of the war? Will it be so continuous?"
"We expand the production line, although we can earn a lot of money in the first time, and can quickly absorb those immigrants without work in the territory. After simple education, they will quickly learn how to make these products. A lot of funds. But after no order, these alchemy workshops will go bankrupt? How many people will be unemployed at that time, do you still have time to transform? "
Speaking of which, Scott took a deep breath. He gritted his teeth: "My former neighbor was a medicine pick ... I know that one year of medicine picking people picked all the herbs in the mountains After that, I did not leave even a little seed ... The second year, the herbal medicine became extremely scarce and could not be removed at all. "
"That year was simply a disaster. Many people could not open the pot in the poor family. Many people needed others to help .... The whole city is crying."
"So I understand, even if the herbs with mountains are all over the mountains, you have to leave some seeds in order to cut a stubble this year and continue to cut it next year."
"What does it mean for us to make a moment of fast money? There are agricultural buildings and Xia Huicao, and the haze of the food disaster will never lack money."
"After the war, the order will disappear. We blindly expand production, just like people who cut herbs do not leave seeds -and education is to cultivate seeds and make the herbs in the coming year a better quality process."
"Adult, I think so ..... We are now a leader instead of ordinary people, so what we need to pay attention to is the employment of future and future leaders ...... This requires solving education, medical care , Traffic, fertility and housing issues. "
"The latter two are relatively simple in the Xiahui, enough land, and everyone is willing to have children."
"Traffic needs to cooperate with the road to build roads, but the problem is not big. The medical treatment can also be solved in the medical treatment, so the most fundamental is the former."
"Our purpose is not to make more money profit. That is the thinking of the businessman. We are the rulers. What we need to ensure is to allow the economic cycle to continue. Then with a good economic cycle, drive the foundation. The average quality of the people. "
"This is the reason I think it should be suspended to expand production and invest in education into education."
Ian applauded.
When the amber eyes of the iron people were almost bright, when the face was red like a red iron block, the teenager laughed lightly: "Do you think you want to get this layer?"
"Can't do it!"
Ian shook his head exaggeratedly, and he sighed: "There is no financial head at all, so the shadow will only ask me for money -Old Fayer can manages personnel, but he has no education mode of education, and Roland is even a science and technology science and engineering. Male, he doesn't care about humans, and cares about his engineering base. "
"Yes. Large -scale infrastructure and education, coupled with the industrial upgrading of slowly, is the best way to maintain the employment of the territory. The tax and economic cycle -also the foundation for the expansion of future long -term production. "
Standing up from the stone, Ian raised his head and looked at the sky. "Scott."
He said lightly: "The territory and leaders I want are not a group of primitive mountain tribes. A big city that seems prosperous but eating people's bone blood. I don't want a group of ignorant blindness, don't just agree with my decision -making pomosite."
"What I want is a group of leaders who have self -thinking, independent personality, and have suffered from higher education. What I want is a set of high -level laboratories with the most advanced educational system educating scholars. What I want is a group of food and clothing Worry -free, you can support the freelancer of me, and the most advanced and prosperous city in their lives. "
"I want their minds. I want their wealth. I want their lives and future to cast my dreams."
"Scott, can you understand?" The teenager looked back.
Scott saw those eyes.
Like nine years ago, the pair of glorious eyes with water.
Compared to the perfect art -like face, and the power that is strong enough to affect the surrounding natural spiritual field, Scott still noticed those eyes in the first time ..... The pairs are always always Like one, the eyes are as bright as the sun.
Looking at the eyes, Scott's body trembled ..... not fear, but excitement. ——In is unusual ———
He has been understanding from nine years ago that he was fortunate to find someone who could follow his life and never regret it.
A sage that allows mortals to no longer be mortals and mortals can also bloom. "I see."
Therefore, the people of the iron stood up. He faced his lord Shen Sheng: "Adult, your will is my direction!"
"Don't be too stressful. When I am away, you do what you think. I believe you, even if you are wrong, forgive you."
Faced with the sudden and serious Scott, Ian waved his hand with some funny: "We are not the kind of high -pressure organization that has made mistakes and unforgivable. Make mistakes. "
"It's like this time. Scott, you asked me to ask the Thunder's sublimation skills. You need to suffer a person to learn to learn ... There are a lot of things, you can't understand if you don't make mistakes."
"Sometimes, you have to learn like this, to bear the attack of life, and you can learn something very important."
-The attack of life.
Scott chew this word.
Until Ian left Xia Hui's collar and went to Naiman City to take the ship to Moore, Canaanan, he was still thinking about the vocabulary.
yes. Life is attacking all living people all the time. I was attacked by life again and again, and I gradually learned the current character.
I don't want the elderly to have no medicine and die without help. Do not want people to be attacked by Warcraft and disappear due to accidents. Don't want people to be invaded by war again.
Every attack on life is urging the molding of dreams.
In order to allow everyone to live safely, he needs to do a lot of things.
"Adults don't want to do this — just his dream, you need a wealthy territory, a group of people who have nothing to worry about, and educated."
Scott stood beside the window of the top -level office building of the city hall. He stared at Ian's carriage and drifted away until the end of the road: "I don't know his real dream, but it must be like Olympic That way, you can change the magnificent things of the world. "
"And I can help him."
Ian is always busy. Ian always has many things to do. He always walked from one place to another, and he couldn't rest. Therefore, Scott can't stop.
For Eien's wishes, to change the wishes of people in the world. For the wishes of the pioneer.
--Yes. I finally understand. he thinks. Smile.
——The reason why I came to this world was to follow him to change the world.
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