A day later, the salted fish merchant returned to Zhuhai Port with newspapers.

As soon as the salted fish merchant got off the ship, a group of noble orcs greeted him with open arms, and laughed: "Orife, what new newspaper is there today?" ”

"The latest Tomorrow Morning report reports on the new ore, and I don't think you know much about it." Olivee and the Lion nobles hugged each other.

"Oh, new ore! How can this matter be without me ore merchant, I will take a boat to Tomorrow City today to see what the new ore looks like, by the way, the city lord of Allen sells the new ore? The miners of Shuizhu Port had their eyes lit up and hurriedly asked.

Orife was one of the first orcs to open up the "Tomorrow-Water Beads" trade route, and had a good relationship with Tomorrowland, and many lionmen met the merchants of Tomorrowland through Orife.

"I don't know much about this, I read the newspaper and went back to the ship." The salted fish merchant shook his head.

Now everyone is energetic, what kind of ore is it, so that Olife decided to take a boat back to Shuizhu Port after reading the newspaper.

You must know that Tomorrow City has increased the opening time after the war, and the orcs of the outer town can stay inside for a whole day.

If you want to stay overnight, you must stay at the Tomorrow Hotel, and you are not allowed to go anywhere, there are orcs patrolling outside the hotel, so as not to leave the hotel and sneak into the industrial area.

Oliver could have stayed in Tomorrow City for the night, but he didn't leave behind to know the ore information, there must be something very important.

"You read the newspaper first, and those who can understand it can talk to me, and it doesn't matter if you don't understand it, you can talk to me if you have the heart to understand." When the salted fish merchant finished speaking, he clapped his palms and arranged for the orcs to pull carts into his shop to sell newspapers, while he himself went to arrange the move.

Tomorrow City is now open to the public, accepting the addition of orcs from other towns, but after entering Tomorrow City, new residents cannot easily go out to prevent technology leakage.

Unless you have the ability to do business, you can't run out of the city every day.

The other noble orcs were very curious, Oliver was very serious today, it seemed that something big had happened.

"Look at what is written in the newspaper." The nobles sent their men to buy newspapers, and in a short time they got their hands.

"Wolframite, what kind of ore is this, what is the melting point, what is the temperature of 3,400, and does the ore have its own high temperature?"

"No, no, what is a filament, I seem to see the word lightning, does it have anything to do with it?"

As a result, none of the orcs could understand the content of the first page.

The content on it was as incomprehensible as a book from heaven, and the nobles were confused after reading it.

"Forget it, it shouldn't be a big deal, it's just a new ore."

Part of the aristocracy was indifferent to the new ore, plus it was impossible to understand the content of the newspaper.

There are also some aristocrats who want to know the true meaning of the first page report, after all, the newspaper also said that it is of great significance.

They don't know how much it means, and looking at Olifer's reaction, they think it's important.

In less than half an hour, nine nobles visited Olife's house, and the salted fish merchant ushered them into his study to help them decipher the contents of the newspaper.

The salted fish merchant didn't understand very well, and only said what he knew, so that the nobles could digest it slowly.

After digesting it for ten minutes, the orc squinted and concluded: "The new ore is extremely resistant to high temperatures, and can even withstand the power of thunder and lightning, so the orcs of Tomorrow City plan to catch thunder and lightning in two months, so that the night of Tomorrow City can also enjoy the light of thunder and lightning?" ”

"That's pretty much it." The salted fish merchant nodded solemnly, involving the mystery of thunder and lightning, and no one could take it lightly.

It was because of this interpretation that he realized that the depth of knowledge in Tomorrowland was several times that of Lionheart, at least more than a few decades ahead.

And he knew this thing, there were a large number of teachers in Tomorrow City who were active in construction sites and factories, teaching orcs to learn at night.

Physics and chemistry, which are difficult to understand, are also on the syllabus, and anyone who joins Tomorrow City, becomes a full-fledged freeman, and has a job, can attend classes at the workplace in the evenings.

Children are more convenient than adults, they can get a learning qualification by joining Tomorrow City, they don't need to work, they don't need to pay, and they will be assigned jobs by Tomorrow City after graduation, so they don't have to worry about starving to death on the streets without a job.

"I've heard the orcs of Tomorrowland say that if you want to fully understand the science and technology reported in the newspapers, you need to master both chemistry and physics."

"What kind of disciplines are these two, the secret knowledge of the people of Tomorrow City?" The aristocrats glanced at each other, hearing of such a discipline for the first time.

Orcs who haven't been to Tomorrow City don't know what their lives are like, and hearsay is always misinterpreted.

"You all know muskets and artillery, their principles come from chemistry and physics." The salted fish merchant's throat rolled and he said slowly.

When the words fell, the noble lion's breath suddenly stagnated, his eyes widened, and he trembled: "Seriously, the principle of muskets and artillery comes from those two books? ”

"Yes, and everyone can learn, oh, I'm talking about the official residents of Tomorrow City can say it, but people from other towns can't learn it."

Orcs may not understand chemistry and physics, but they must be known for their muskets and artillery.

The noble orcs here have all heard of the tripartite war between Lionheart and Minotaur and Tomorrow City, when Minotaur had no hot weapons and was pressed to the ground by both sides.

Because of its slow development, the Lionheart Kingdom was crushed by the thermal weapons of Tomorrow City in all directions, and with only more than 2,000 people, the 90,000 troops of the two countries were defeated, and the legend of invincibility was established.

When the orcs of Shuizhu Harbor heard the news, they really didn't even have the mentality to resist, just waiting for Tomorrow City to occupy them.

Now the salted fish merchant told them that the technical principles of muskets and artillery are in the books "Chemistry" and "Physics", and as long as they join Tomorrow City, they can learn it!

"So Olife, you're ready to settle in Tomorrow City?"

"Well, I've been operating the identity of Tomorrow City before, but the conditions set by Lord Allen are very harsh, and we who are nobles will be demoted to commoners in Tomorrow City, with no special powers, and we will not be able to enter politics for the rest of our lives.

I haven't agreed to this harsh condition, and now I don't think I can hesitate any longer, if I wait until Tomorrow City occupies Shuizhu Port and then surrender, the end will be similar to that of a prisoner of war, and I can only work as a coolie in Shuizhu Port, I don't want to waste half of my life on hard work. The salted fish merchant smiled bitterly.

The noble orcs present were originally very excited, but when they heard the harsh conditions revealed by the salted fish merchant, their hearts were cold.

"How can Eren be like this, we are the nobles of the Lionheart Country, even if we are nobles in remote areas, we are also dignified!" An orc touched his beard, quite angry.

"What does it mean to be degraded to a civilian, and not to be able to engage in politics for the rest of your life?"

"To be precise, orcs who used to be nobles are not allowed to enter politics for three generations." Olife smiled bitterly.

As soon as this sentence came out, the nobles present all felt the naked malice.