Chapter 43: The Limitations of the Times

"Look at these crystals."

As soon as he saw Hetty, Gawain directly threw a lilac standard crystal into the other party's hand.

The lady glanced curiously at the object in her hand, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"That's what you told me before, in that treasure house in the mountains......"

"That's right, I got it from there," Gawain nodded, although he didn't bring Hetty with him this time, but he had already told the other party about the Dark Mountain Treasury when he was in Tanzania before, "These crystals are the technology of the Gondor Empire, you can see if you can figure out its rune structure." ”

Any mage whose brain has not been caught in the door will realize their preciousness when he sees these crystals, Hetty was immediately attracted by these beautiful lilac crystals, but after fiddling with them lovingly, she could only shake her head slightly with shame: "Ancestor...... I'm sorry, I'm ashamed...... I'm only a third-level mage, I'm afraid I can't make something so profound......"

Gawain looked into Hetty's eyes: "I didn't ask you to make it, just analyze its rune structure - if you can, draw this rune structure." When it comes to manufacturing, I'm afraid no one can make anything like it in this day and age: it's made directly from the magic of the Deep Blue Well. ”

"Deep Blue Well......" Hearing this famous name, Hetty couldn't help but repeat it, and then looked eagerly at the crystal in his hand, "If you just read and arrange the rune structure inside, it won't be difficult, as long as you get a set of crystal resonators, you can project the things engraved in it." However, only the rune structure is read...... Does it make sense? Without the corresponding energy technology and activation method, the runic structure is nothing more than a pile of geometric figures......"

"I'll talk about that later," Gawain said, nodding, "these crystals can't be produced anymore, at least until they're consumed, and I'd like to keep as much information as possible." ”

Hetty sighed and put the crystal away, the tired look on her face was still there, but after learning the exact news of the "treasure house in the mountains", the spirit of excitement still made her complexion look much better, and Gawain took the opportunity to ask about the construction of the camp.

"I can set up all the tents before the sun sets, and at the same time I can put up a fence, and I plan to set up some magic traps and warning runes around it, it should be more than enough to defend against wild beasts. The lumberjacks found a lot of high-quality timber in the woods to the west, and the rough timber that was cut down now is still piled up in the upper reaches of the Baishui River for the time being, and after some more will be cut tomorrow, it is enough to let the wood go down the river. In addition, according to the information you provided, I sent two people to the east, and I did find iron ore, but now we don't have the ability to smelt for the time being, so we can only come little by little. The most important problem now is the lack of manpower, the advance team is still mainly here to investigate the situation and set up outposts, and the collection of resources needs to wait for follow-up personnel. ”

"In three days, the big force will be over, and then the manpower problem will be alleviated – and the tools and materials will follow." Gawain said as he turned his head to look at the camp that was gradually being completed.

He had a lot of plans, a lot of plans, and the open-mindedness of the traveler and the wealth of knowledge from Gawain Cecil gave him confidence, so it was inevitable that a wave of ambition would rise in his heart when he looked at this camp that was just beginning to take shape.

The tents were arranged in order, and the encircling drainage ditches were dug in the camp, which could be used to prevent the most dangerous fires for the newborn camp when the water of the Whitewater River was channeled to-morrow; Artisans were working on the wood, nailing them together to make the most primitive and rudimentary fences—fences that did not provide much protection against real monsters, but were somewhat useful against wild beasts; The lumberjacks who had gone to the forest to the west to cut wood had been withdrawn and were resting......

Everything looks fine.

But after walking into the camp and looking around carefully a few more times, Gawain couldn't help frowning.

He saw the numbness and cowering on the faces of the artisans and commoners, and their various lazy skills, which were not at all masterful, and the seemingly neat tents and fences were everywhere where cutting corners and perfunctory things could be seen—a few nails were the most common, and some tents were not even tied at all.

The craftsmen were able to do their work accurately under Hetty's supervision, but the civilian labor of the helpers was simply indiscriminate—Gawain had actually thought that most of the civilians in this era were not literate at all, and could neither read nor count, so he explained in detail to everyone in advance how these tents should be set up and how the whole camp should be planned, but now it seems that in addition to placing the tents and fences in the places he has strictly demarcated, Almost every individual metric in this camp is failing!

Don't they know that these tents and fences are their only shelter in the wilderness, their livelihood for the rest of the day?

Gawain thought angrily, and then suddenly came to his senses:

Yes, they don't know.

Because these things belong to the lord, not theirs, and even if these tents are to be given to them to live in the future, they do not believe that they will be able to live forever - sooner or later, when the wasteland is measured, they will be driven into the wasteland, and the tents will be torn down and turned into the lord's castle and stables.

This is the general law of this era, and everyone firmly believes in it.

Despite the calamity of the old Cecil, the exile of the party, and the construction of a new homeland, for these commoners and serfs who have survived in the era of rigidity and decay, they have long been accustomed to the suffering, and are accustomed to being numb in the process of suffering, so they will not have the idea of great happiness after many great tribulations, nor will they have any vigor and vitality to build a new homeland.

Gawain realized that he had taken it for granted, and at the same time, he also realized that some of the plans he had worked out for a long time might not be easily realized.

He immediately called Hetty and Rebecca over.

In front of a tent that looked like it was in order, but on closer inspection it was missing several supports, and the whole thing was crooked, he pointed to the perfunctory place: "What do you think of this? ”

Hetty didn't understand what Gawain meant for a moment, and thought that he was going to blame her, so he immediately bowed his head: "I'm sorry, ancestor, my ...... oversee"

"No, it's not a matter of oversight—you can't stare at them and nail every nail right," Gawain interrupted her, "it's a matter of the attitude of the workers. ”

"Ancestor, you can't ask too much of the commoners and serfs," Rebecca thought for a moment and explained, "most of them have little knowledge, and they have no other than the work to which their ancestors were accustomed to doing the work of their ancestors. The vast majority of these people have never pitched a tent at all – especially if you have a specific specification for the specifications and functions of the tent, as well as the planning of the entire camp, which is too complicated for them. ”

Gawain shook his head: "Is this really complicated?" ”

Hetty nodded slightly: "The army is so strict when camping, these civilians and serfs can't do this." ”

"No, it's not complicated at all, I've broken down every step they have to do to the basics, everyone only needs to do one thing - nail nails, or tie ropes, or sawn wood, they don't need to know the whole camp plan at all, and the things to do are not much more complicated than working coolies," Gawain looked at Rebecca and Hetty, "Do you think commoners and serfs are so stupid that they can't even master this?" ”

Hetty and Rebecca looked at each other, they could see that Gawain was not satisfied now, but they didn't realize what the crux of the problem was. As for Gawain's problem, it seemed to the duo, especially Hety, to take it for granted.

Commoners and serfs, of course, were stupid.

They were born and raised in this era, and neither of them was a well-informed and gifted intellectual enlightener, and it was impossible for them to have too much insight and understanding beyond this era.

In fact, Hetty and Rebecca are already extremely progressive outliers among the contemporary aristocracy - Hetty never allowed the knights or soldiers in the family to plunder the property of civilians and serfs at will, and tried to make everyone in the territory be able to fill their stomachs......

Each of these fragmented systems can be said to challenge the convention, but the overall ideological confinement still prevents them from completely breaking through the stereotype that commoners and serfs are inferior.

Maybe they don't think so, but subconscious things can't be denied by lip service.

Gawain knew this, of course, so he didn't call the two great-granddaughters here to reprimand them or enlighten them in any way, and he was not naïve enough to think that he could turn the civilians and serfs in this camp into sober, active, and combative citizens with just a few words.

It's going to be a long process, and for now, he just needs these people to be able to complete the job requirements he has given him as soon as possible.

"Gather all of them—civilians, serfs, soldiers, all," Gawain commanded, "while it is still light." ”

The people who were working and resting were soon summoned, and even Amber, who was bragging about her adventures in the mountain treasury with Betty, rushed over curiously—she was followed by a dazed-looking Betty.

Everyone didn't know what this ancestor from 700 years ago was trying to do, and even Hetty and Rebecca were in a state of confusion.

And those civilians and serfs, they just numbly obeyed orders and gathered together, the civilians gathered in a heap, the serfs gathered in a heap, and next to them stood the soldiers who were responsible for maintaining order.

Many people think that their "new master" has another order, and it may be more complicated than the complicated "tent system", so some people are sad, and they think that they can sleep when the work is done.

Gawain stood on a big rock, looking down at the more than a hundred people below, he had already seen Amber secretly hiding in the pile of people, and wanted to find out this guy who might make trouble at any time, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.

Then he cleared his throat and said in a voice that everyone could hear, "Lords of Cecil, I have something to say—about your future, and about Cecil's new laws!" ”