The height of the Crescent Moon is much higher than the snow-capped mountains in Gada's hometown.
The lack of oxygen and low temperature made him feel in a trance. If Selu hadn't made him a glass of unknown blue liquid before coming to the observation deck, he would have been frozen to death by now.
The warmest power cabin on the ship is not a comfortable place either.
The oxygen-deficient power machine always jammed, the kerosene could not be completely burned, and black smoke flowed back from the gaps in the pipes.
Connie and Selu were already blackened by the smoke. They were already suffering from a lack of oxygen and were so dizzy that they felt like they were going to die in this warm place.
On the bridge, the sound in the sound box made Schlieman worried. There was the sound of Gada's upper teeth touching the lower teeth, the trembling breathing of the crew huddled together, and Connie and Selu trying to breathe hard, but A cough that was choked by smoke.
Schliemann's heart sank, and he ordered to Hilpeter on the side: "Go down to the lower level of the ghost fog."
Without any hesitation, Hilpeter immediately made a series of sounds on the deck.
The crew trembled, but still took action. They knew what this order meant, which meant that the ghost mist below was endless. They thought that they could only survive by entering the ghost mist and fighting for their lives.
The drop in altitude means that the temperature has risen, and that the oxygen has returned to normal levels. It also means that in this vast expanse of gray, there is a ghost ship attack that may appear at any time.
The crew members did not feel the joy of rejuvenation. They all had serious expressions and were on full alert.
Even Mersin, who didn't know what would happen, held the assigned scimitar in his hand and stood guard at the stern of the Crescent.
Nothing happened all day long. Schliemann glanced at the compass, recalculated the course, and after confirming that the course was correct, handed the steering wheel to Hilpeter.
The atmosphere on the bridge gradually relaxed, and Apton finally found an opportunity to ask the question he had been holding back all day.
"What should I do if the ghost mist drifts to Twin Islands?"
"What should I do? The ghost fog will not affect the empty islands. They will bypass it like a river flowing through stones."
"Hey, your world is so technologically advanced, is there a machine that can predict the future?"
"Why do you ask this suddenly?"
"If there is such a machine, we can wait for the ghost fog to pass on the Twin Islands before setting off."
Schliemann laughed and answered the question with a question.
"If this machine predicts that the Crescent Moon is about to be trapped in the ghost fog, and the Crescent Moon receives a prompt to delay its departure, then this future will not happen. Tell me, is this machine's ability to predict the future accurate? allow?"
Ampton had a look of astonishment on his face. Hillpeter, who was beside him, was originally quite interested in this topic. When he heard that the question was so convoluted, he immediately shut down the part of his brain that was responsible for thinking.
Apton pondered for a long time and finally found a way to solve this problem.
"To change the object of prediction, just predict the weather!"
"Oh! You're talking about the weather forecast... Unfortunately, that stuff is never very accurate.
And it's not prediction, it's seeing. After seeing it, it tells you that there is a large thundercloud over there. "
"Did you see it? How did you see it? Do you want to fly over first and take a look?"
"Use radar... This is something that your world's knowledge system cannot understand. Your religious power is too powerful, and some newly invented gadgets are regarded as witchcraft...
Let’s not talk about it far, let’s just talk about the bottles and jars that Selu tinkered with. In our place, this is called pharmacy, which is a systematic knowledge. But in your place... haha.
If she hadn't been on the ship, she would have been burned at the stake by those idiots from Hisoka. "
After a long silence, Ampton sighed.
"When I return to the throne, I will make the more inclusive Sun God Religion the state religion."
"Useless Ampton..."
"Why?"
"Because your god is real. Based on this alone, many people will believe in divine revelation. With divine revelation, the existence of magic and witchcraft will become a matter of course.
The people do not have the knowledge to understand the principles behind the machinery, the formulas behind the medicines and other complicated things. They will only interpret them in a way that they can understand, and that is religion.
If you really want to develop science and technology, what you need to do is to build schools. You can no longer let the nobility become the privileged class that controls knowledge. "
"According to what you said, the truth cannot be grasped by a few people, is that right?"
Schliemann laughed out loud... He quickly waved his hands to indicate that he was not laughing at Apton.
"You remind me of a funny paradox."
"What paradox?"
“The truth is in the hands of a few people, and the minority must obey the majority, so the truth is actually in the hands of the majority.
This is bullshit and you don’t need to take it to heart.
You are a royal family, and you certainly have no shortage of ruling skills. You understand what the people are like, and you also know that the people are like water, and the flow of water depends on the terrain.
Knowledge doesn't necessarily make you rich, but it certainly makes you think you see better.
When encountering the same bad thing, people without knowledge will go to religion to explain the reason for their suffering, while people with knowledge have clearly seen the rules behind the incident.
But seeing the rules clearly and being able to change the rules are two different concepts, so you don't have to worry at all that your ruling class will lose the privileges brought by knowledge. On the contrary, it can more easily become your starting point to replace religion and control the people. "
"Does knowledge replace religion..."
"Since your Sun God Cult is very tolerant, it won't be difficult for the two of them to coexist."
After thinking carefully for a long time, Apton felt that he could not treat Schliemann as an ordinary person. He was a book that condensed social development and came from the not-too-distant future.
This is so useful. The development of social form is slow. That is because kings of all dynasties do not want to take the risk of trial and error in reform. This risk is too great.
Failure, the overthrow of the kingdom, success, and the time to see the results have been pushed to at least one generation later.
He looked at the side face of the curly-haired man in front of him who was sipping tea from the tea cup, his brows furrowed and he was thinking a lot.
The cry from the observatory's microphone interrupted his thoughts. It was an urgent warning.
"Dark shadow! Ghost ship! Enemy attack!"
Hilpeter issued an order to engage the enemy. The crew members on duty fastened their safety ropes and stood ready, while the resting crew members immediately stood up and picked up their weapons.
There was only one person left in the engine room. Selu put on her backpack and rushed out of the bottom cabin with Connie's scimitar.
Mersin and even Vivian stood on the deck, scimitars in hand, ready to cut off the steel spears fired by the ghost ship at any time.
Walter appeared next to Apton like a ghost, and the gapped sword had been unsheathed.
Schliemann looked at the huge black shadow in the fog and narrowed his eyes.
"I'm not going to run away this time."
