For Kamal, it was a whole new era – even a whole new world.

The mighty Gondor Empire, the supreme glory of mankind, the advanced magic technology, all the glory in his memory has disappeared, a thousand years can erase many things, and the glorious civilization created by mankind is also insignificant in the face of the power of this time.

To be honest, he felt uncomfortable.

But the experience of being imprisoned in the Shadow Realm for thousands of years has given him a mind far beyond the average - normally, such an experience will only lead to two consequences, either hysterical madness or otherworldly calmness.

He had already gone through that phase of hysteria – and was fortunate enough to transition to a state where he was able to think calmly.

So he knows very well that he must recognize the reality, he must accept this new era, at least, he must understand what environment he wants to survive in the future.

It is said that mankind has undergone a large-scale technological and social disintegration, and that the current human nations were built almost from scratch on barbaric land, and in his communication with the people of the territory, he heard many incredible things about this era, and he was dumbfounded by the regression of technology and the brutality of contemporary humans - although physiologically he could no longer do this - and the only thing to be thankful for was that the ancient lord who returned from the grave like him was also a glorious Gondor man, under his rule, This pioneering land is not so barbaric.

This is really the greatest luck for Kamal.

Under Gawain's guidance, he arrived at the machine shop on the east side of the territory, a place where he was used to develop machinery and equipment, which he felt very close to - although the machinery here was very different from the magic workshop of the ancient Gondor Empire, he felt a familiar atmosphere here: the technicians were obsessed with research and manufacturing, and new ideas collided in the work area, which was a good place to study and learn.

A silvery-white metal ball with an exaggerated smiley face floated in front of Kamal, who looked at the metal sphere in front of him in amazement, while the latter floated up and down slightly in front of him, and a voice with a metal trilling voice came from inside the ball: "Hello, I heard that you are coming." ”

Kamel was stunned again (psychologically), he found that the technicians around him—those who didn't have magical reactions, and didn't know how these ordinary people got involved in magical research—were all looking at this side with curiosity and respect, so he realized that the metal ball in front of him was probably the person in charge of this place, and he was surprised: "You are ......"

"You can call me Nicholas Egg, or you can call me Egg-President for short," the metal ball floated up and down reservedly, "I am the director of Cecil's mechanical engineering and the head of the mechanical research and development department. ”

"I'm Kamel Slane, just call me Kamal," Kamel introduced himself a little awkwardly, he really didn't think he needed to talk to a ball - he finally remembered that the lord had told him that there were many strange beings like him in this land, and he obviously underestimated this, "The lord asked me to learn from you...... On the question of how to adapt to this society. He said that you were also found by him from the fortress of disobedience. ”

"Ah, the fortress of disobedience...... We've finally figured out the name of the ruins - you come with me, I'll show you around this place and give you an idea of the technical route we're taking," Nicholas Egg always turned, his silvery face glancing at the technicians around him, "What are you doing here!" Have you finished the impact resistance test of the new rune substrate?! ”

The human technologists dispersed, and the silver-white dome continued, "I did come out of there, I was in the Fortress of Disobedience a thousand years ago, but I was in the middle of the zone, not in the same place as you. ”

"Are you really a member of the fortress?" Kamel looked at the metal ball beside him in astonishment, "Oh my God...... I thought my life form had changed enough...... What research did you do in the fortress? ”

Nicholas Egg slowed down his floating speed slightly: "...... to be studied. ”

Kamal: "......"

"It wasn't a pleasant experience, but I can talk to you slowly if I have time," Nicholas Egg floated forward, "and now we're passing through the first assembly shop, and you can see how the industrial power of this land is being made. Most of the ideas for these machines came from our lords, but the detailed drawings are now being designed by me and the technicians. Of course, occasionally there are other departments that design and send orders, and we do the manufacturing. ”

“…… Almost all of them are ordinary people......" Kamal looked at the scene in the workshop in surprise, "What about their mage master?" Do you just let these ordinary people fiddle with those magic mechanisms at will? ”

"Mage 'master'? There is no mage 'master' here," Nicholas Egg hummed, "You have to completely forget the habits of the past, these skilled magicians don't need the guidance of any mage master, they are bound by the operating procedures and safety rules in the workshop, and the mages in the territory will not be called masters under any circumstances, their task is to conduct research in the laboratory and teach students in the school." ”

“…… I feel like I do need time to get used to it all. ”

"You'd better get used to it quickly," said Nicholas Egg, "Next, let's head to the machining center, and I'll show you how ordinary people use the power of magic to make parts." ”

……

Amber returned to the realm, and hundreds of others entered Cecil's territory with her...... A folk activist with a simple dress and personality.

Standing in the square at the entrance of the town, Amber found that the "Merchant Hall", which was only a frame when she set off, had already entered the stage of capping the main body, and a newly manufactured mechanical lifting device was sending a large pile of weight-saving building materials to the upper floors of the building, and she couldn't help but sigh a little: "I'm glad I came back early...... I'm afraid I'll have to ask someone for directions half a month later......"

Scarface Anton and the witch Gypri, who got out of the caravan, stared at the scene in amazement - they obviously didn't expect that the Cecil Domain, which was said to have been opened for less than a year, had already been built to such an extent, and they didn't expect that there was still a territory that could be so prosperous in this cold winter season.

They came from the northern part of the Leslie, which was already one of the few rich places in the south of the entire kingdom, and even so, the towns they lived in were still depressed after the winter, the people were reluctant to go out in the ice and snow, the poor lived in their huts and kept a few meters of food for the winter, the rich waited for spring in their mansions around the fireplace, and the lawless people like them were drunk and dreamed of drinking in the taverns with hot moonshine, which was what they thought was the "normal way to spend the winter". And Cecil led this kind of atmosphere of living normally against the cold wind and starting construction in all directions was obviously unheard of for them.

But before they were infected by the atmosphere, the first thing these gangsters, scoundrels, crooks and thieves felt was nervousness and unease, because they could see the order in the bustling town before them, and the vigilantes patrolling the streets in neat and light armor, such a town was obviously "tricky" for people like them.

The "active social activists" who have become accustomed to stealing chickens and dogs and hiding from patrols everywhere are not used to this status quo of legal entry, and they have even forgotten that they are allowed to enter the city......

Scarface Anton, as the leader when Amber left, stepped forward to ask the boss on behalf of everyone: "Big sister, is this really Cecil Ling?" ”

"Or else?" Amber turned her head and frowned at the guys who had either shivered or looked at each other after getting out of the caravan, and shouted, "Be mental! Keep your head up! Aren't they all quite able to scream when they're in the car? It's all wilting at this point—you're hired by the lord! I didn't sneak across the border! ”

Such a large group of people gathered in the square must be conspicuous, at this time the patrolling security guards have noticed the movement in the square, a group of patrol officers walked towards the square, the witch Gipley saw the soldiers wearing armor and carrying swords from a distance, she immediately nervously reminded Amber: "Big sister, there are soldiers coming!" ”

The others instinctively nervous when they saw the soldiers approaching, but Amber pouted and turned to the soldiers and raised her hand to greet them, "Hey! I'm here! ”

Only then did the patrol captain notice who was taking the lead in the group, and he quickly led someone forward and saluted: "Miss Amber!" The lords are already waiting for you! ”

Then he glanced at the new guest of the hundred and ten, and smiled: "The lord also ordered, if you bring someone here, you can go directly to the old barracks on the north side of Knight Street to rest for a while, and the other side is ready to come out." ”

"Got it," Amber nodded, "but these people don't have any rules, I'm afraid they'll cause trouble......"

"The old barracks are no longer in use, so it won't affect ......"

"No, I'm saying I'll be responsible for educating these people after they make trouble, and you don't stop them when the time comes—they won't die."

The young vigilante was clearly not used to communicating with Amber yet: "......"

After the security patrol team left, Scarface Anton dared to speak, with a hint of surprise and awe: "Big sister, are you still ...... Are you really a high-class person? Even the lord's soldiers salute you! ”

"Nonsense, didn't I say it a long time ago, I'm the lord guard now," Amber glanced at the bald man, "and if I don't have this identity, how do you think I got the pass issued by Viscount Andrew Leslie for you hundred and ten?" ”

Anton smiled: "Lord Viscount wishes that people like us would get out of his territory quickly." ”

"That's right...... Come on, don't talk nonsense here, I'll show you the world! ”