"What's wrong with me?" An apprentice magician opened his eyes in distress, and he found that he was meditating on the rhythm of magic when he heard the "voice" of God.

It was a terrible phenomenon that prevented him from concentrating on the breath of magic. His mind was now filled with that God's voice, and it felt as if God was playing some kind of instrument in his ears.

The voice was erratic, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing without a trace, as if it were teasing him. He didn't know if this was a favor from heaven or a defect in his cultivation.

Therefore, he didn't dare to talk about this kind of thing with his magic master, so he could only silently endure the strange noise that made people collapse.

But he knew that the sound was definitely not some kind of sound in nature, but a sound created by intelligent life forms that violated the laws of nature. It's like a dolphin singing, it's like ...... It's a message.

He rubbed his hair in despair, feeling like he was about to be driven crazy by the sound. He secretly observed the meditation of the people around him many times, and found that it seemed that only he could hear the terrible sound.

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

"What the hell is wrong with me? What's wrong? In desperation, he once again cried out from his heart, echoing the constant voice in his mind, from hell, or from the realm of the gods: "Drip...... Didi ......"

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"Roger! Got it! In the ferry city, a trained electromechanical worker held the headphones on his ears with his hands, and his eyes widened in surprise as he sketched symbols one by one on the paper.

"Shh When everyone around them was about to cheer, Lawrence interrupted their cheers with a silent gesture. This is a generational invention, and if it succeeds, the whole world will be closely connected.

Yes, after the thermal power plant was also set up in Ferry City, Chris finally began his own communication improvement program. With radio, Ellan Hill's communications will be fast and accurate, and the cost of communication will be reduced exponentially.

Thinking that at the beginning, Chris won the battle of Ferry City, and in order to inform the envoy in the Arrant Empire, Steed, it turned out to be a flying pigeon to pass the book and quickly deliver the news, and it took several days to deliver the news.

But now, with a translation copy in hand, Chris can relay orders to faraway Ferry City, or to Hanhai, in a matter of minutes. And Hanhai, on the other hand, can also use the same short time to pass on the problems they encountered back to Seris City.

This is a big leap forward in the world of information transmission, and it has suddenly made Chris's information transmission speed reach an unprecedented height. This also allows him to multiply the area he can control, and also allows him to directly command the troops stationed in the cantonment beyond the commander.

The radio signal seemed to hit the heart of the electromechanic, with a pleasant note, which was intoxicating.

"Drip ...... DiDi ...... ......Hearing a clear voice coming from the headphones, the trained mechanic muttered words and used a charcoal pen to sketch some symbols on the white paper in front of him.

These symbols are composed of dots and long lines, marking a unique combination of rules, in fact, Chris has not yet encrypted his radio transmissions at this time, after all, no one in this era has made the same information transmission tools.

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

"I've signaled...... Did you receive ......?" the officer translated the sentence and looked at Lawrence beside him. Lawrence excitedly pulled over the paper on which the message had been recorded, and his face was full of incredulity.

He spread out the piece of paper, which had been slightly crumpled with excitement, and read it aloud as if it were the first time he had read and write, and he could hardly believe that the words had come from a place so far away as Serris City a minute or tens of seconds ago.

The door of industrialization is slowly opening before his eyes, he has seen the change of this era, and now, he wants to witness the rise of another era: "I have sent the signal...... Did you receive it? ”

"Hahaha! Did you receive it? Lawrence looked at the officers beside him and ordered loudly: "Answer them immediately!" We've received it! Hats off to Your Majesty! ”

"Drip ...... Drip...... Didi ...... "Next to another radio telegraph, the electromechanical worker began to check the words on the communication manual, one by one transforming the words into a long and short combination of sounds, and sending them to distant places.

The electromagnetic environment of this era is not as good as imagined, because of magic, radio waves are actually interfered. However, compared to the era of tight signal frequency bands that Chris is familiar with, the electromagnetic environment here can still be considered good.

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

At this moment, Chris, as well as Desel, and Gullo and others, were all standing by the radio, waiting for the signal from afar to come back. They had already conducted more than a dozen close-up experiments, so they did not doubt the practicality of the machine in front of them.

The fear was that the radio signal would not be able to travel so far as to meet the distance required between Seris and the ferry. Soon, however, their fears came to naught, as a neat set of radio signals was transmitted to the ears of the radio mechanics through headphones.

The electromechanical technician, who was holding the headset with his hand and carefully looking for the signal, suddenly widened his eyes, and nodded excitedly to his Imperial Majesty and many ministers: "I heard it!" I heard that! ”

Yes, a complete communication was successful, and from then on, it only took a few seconds to get the message to the ferry, to Hanhai. Iran Hill's generator has finally shown its effectiveness.

"This thing is nothing short of a miracle! Oh, my God! It can send news to Iran Hill in an instant! Standing beside Chris, Desel exclaimed in shock.

As a member of a wealthy nation, Desser, a nobleman who has seen countless worlds, understands the importance of messaging. It can be said that with this communication device, many histories can be rewritten, and many decisions can be reconsidered.

As long as the news can be delivered in time, countless people will immediately go crazy about it. Even if it is just this device in front of him, Alan Hill can make money every day. Even with this kind of equipment in front of him, the speed of Ellan Hill's army gathering can be doubled!

If the Arrant Empire wants to fight, from making a decision to mobilizing its troops, it must first send messengers to the various garrison areas where the troops are scattered, and then wait for the troops to assemble from all directions, a process that can take three months or even longer.

Lovely Lanhir didn't need to be so troublesome anymore, as long as it was confirmed by radio, it only took a day or even a few hours for the troops to assemble from their own station and go in the direction where they were needed.

Therefore, even if the Iran Hill and the Arrant Empire start to prepare to attack each other at the same time, Chris's troops will arrive on the battlefield more than ten days in advance and directly begin to attack the Arrant's army that has not yet completed its assembly with more fights and fewer fights.

Of course, this is only an ideal situation. But the change that radio has made to this world, or the infinite future that this progress symbolizes, really makes people of insight ecstatic. Mortal magic has begun to exert its power, so will the day when mortals defeat the gods be far away?

"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 let himself go. Although he was already the emperor of a principality, he had no intention of sealing his joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

The electromechanical engineer who sent the telegram to "Dididi...... tapped the firing pin in front of him with his hand, sending regular radio waves one after another.

"Didi! Drip! Drip! On the other side, in the headphones of the electromechanical officer, the voice of the other party's response soon came. The translated message was quickly delivered to Chris, with Lawnes' reply: "Your Majesty! The fish have departed and will soon arrive in Seris! ”

"Send him another telegram and tell him that there are two butter factories in Hanhai, and the raw materials of butter there are all from the grassland, and the taste is quite good, and I will send him a few boxes to taste." Chris has already started talking nonsense, regardless of the word count of the telegram.

"Dididi, Dididi, Didi, Didi......" The mechanical and electrical workers over there worked tirelessly to satisfy their majesty's willfulness.

Just when Chris was letting himself go, in a practice room in the Holy Demon Empire, the magic apprentice who could always hear the "divine voice" opened his eyes again in pain. He looked at a few of his colleagues around him and saw that none of them had irritated expressions.

He rose from his place with a pale face and stopped meditating. The voice finally fell silent in his mind, as if it had never been there.