This is a time of change, and a force called "technology" is quietly taking root and growing in this world called Asawyon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 As a visitor from another technological world, Ian has always believed that as long as humanity is not destroyed by demons too soon, then one day in the future, this power will eventually merge with the original power of this world, and swallow up all those corrupt and backward existences with its great power.

This is not a fantasy.

Some people may think that such a future is still far away, but as long as he walks on the streets of the Holy White City at this moment, he will find that such a future is actually very close to himself.

The human empire is shrouded in a myriad of hive-like psychic seals. These force fields centered on the source crystal not only protect the human race, but also spread a huge amount of energy into these force fields, giving the human race a nearly infinite energy supply that they can squander as much as they want.

As for what the essence of "Source Crystal" is, Ian can be said to be very clear.

The convening of the academic exchange meeting has brought countless scholars and masters to the city, and these masters have embellished their sparks of wisdom here. Every day there are new things coming out, every day there are old things that are eliminated, stealing divine fire, and human beings who have stolen divine power are using their wisdom and ambition to gradually raise a monster called "technology" at an unbelievable speed.

After the retreat, the moment Ian walked out of the Red Lotus Temple, he seemed to vaguely see the tip of the iceberg of the future world at a glance.

In the wide streets, in addition to the galloping carriage, there were already hovering motions that seemed strange to the eyes of the philistine, and they were smoother and faster than any high-class carriage, and could carry more weight.

In the crowded square, a spar embedded in a towering pillar seems to be inhabited by a clever singer, conveying the moving singing voice and lingering in the audience. Ian remembers that it was supposed to be a "listening sound" work, and that the few music-loving inventors were a step late, but they had finally completed their "source crystal broadcast".

People stopped at the novelty, and just as they were talking about it, they suddenly noticed a great black shadow enveloping them. Ian looked up with the frightened people, and saw a huge monster made of humans falling from the sea of clouds, swimming above their heads!

"That's an airship! Look, it's an airship!"

Someone in the crowd recognized it and shouted excitedly. Rumors of airships had been heard for a long time, but it was the first time they had seen the real thing. The long, fusiform, silvery-white monster was far larger and more ornate than they had imagined. Its figure floating and shuttling in and out of the sea of clouds is like the throne of the gods when they travel.

Two huge rectangular crystal screens were hung on both sides of the "throne", until a burst of light different from the sun flickered, and in the disbelief of the world, a smiling middle-aged figure appeared on the fluorescent crystal screen.

"Sons of the Empire, I am Grand Duke Fran Bavaria of the Eastern Regions!" the chubby figure with a mustache and a Mediterranean haircut raised his arms in a frenzied manner in front of a hedron and shouted: "I am here to announce to you that you are living in the best of times!"

"The flame of civilization has been ignited, and our great scholars are creating a world of incomparably greater glory!"

"Everything in this world will be beyond everyone's imagination, so brilliant and dazzling that it is impossible to look at it directly!"

"When it comes, we will finally come out of the cage that imprisoned us, take back the land that our ancestors once owned, and drive the demons from the abyss out of our world!"

......

There was silence on the ground.

Then, a loud cheer cleared the clouds.

The city was set on fire by an unparalleled frenzy.

The people in the heavens were shouting, the people on the earth were cheering, they never thought that mortals could stand above the clouds, like gods on high, let out a huge roar that shook the heavens and the earth, and declared to the world! They cheered and jumped, not thinking that even if that time really came, there would still be only a few people who could roar in the sky. They ran and laughed, unaware that an out of place and silence was creeping past them, to open another corner of the future.

Ian walked quietly. He knew that when that time came, the already huge gap between the criminals and the people of the empire would be stretched indefinitely, even to the point where there was almost no place to turn over, and he could only beg for "alms" from the good heart. Although he never explicitly stated that he wanted to "save" the sinners from "fire and water", he really couldn't be happy.

The so-called potion competition between apprentices is so insignificant that it is not even called an "entertainment program" compared to the entire academic exchange meeting, and I am afraid that no one will pay attention to it except for some people in the same industry.

He didn't want that.

For the first time in his life, he didn't want to keep a low profile, and even if countless troubles came in, he would cause an uproar. In addition to looking for Fei'er, he suddenly felt that he might have to do something to be worthy of his hair color and pupil color.

With that in mind, he walked into the hall where the pharmacists were.

Today is the last day of registration, and there are very few pharmacists stranded in the front hall. For the arrival of a criminal boy like Ian, several young apprentices who stayed here suddenly cast surprised eyes.

Servant? or ......

They couldn't guess what Ian was doing here, and the guards in the hall frowned as well, hesitantly walking up to get the sinner-boy out of the place who looked like he had stumbled on the place. It's just that Ian was a step ahead of them, and when the halberds in the hands of the two guards crossed over, he was already standing behind them.

"Sinners, this is not the place for you to come in. ”

The old pharmacist took his eyes off the list of contestants, and immediately frowned in disgust when he saw this young man who didn't know what to do with the crime walking towards him step by step. However, before he could say the second sentence, a teenager in a bad mood had already raised his hand and slapped it on the list on the table.

"I've heard that there is a contest between pharmacy apprentices where the winner can become an official pharmacist. He narrowed his eyes and showed an extremely bright smile: "I can't take the pharmacist exam, so I have to come here to advance." ”