Spring in the second year of the new calendar came especially late, and it was not until late April that the berm forests on both sides of the Isa River began to show a hint of greenery. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With the south wind, the sailboats flowing down the river were boosted, and the speed became faster and faster.

On both sides of the ship, more than 20 tanned boatmen, holding long pennies, under the command of the captain, propped up a handful towards the river bank and twisted the bow of the boat with the help of force. Amid the hoarse and neat sound of the boatman's horn, the hull of the ship brushed against the outside of the bend in the river, and sped downstream.

Danny looked at the boatmen and felt that he would never tire of the skill of maneuvering, even if it was his second time on a boat north.

Retracting his gaze from the basket in the hands of the boatmen, Danny glanced at the cabin covered with dark gray canvas, and wondered why the wooden cargo ship had a deeper draft when it was full of wooden crates when it went south last winter, and now it was only a thin bilge layer.

How heavy does this cargo have to be?

Danny thought as he looked towards the bow of the boat. For some reason, the woman standing on the edge of the bow of the boat always made him feel a sense of panic. Just like when I met her at the Imperial College of Engineering more than a year ago.

Lisa Danny remembered the woman's name.

Thinking that this woman had not understood Western at all a year ago, but was now able to speak eight or nine without leaving ten, Danny couldn't help but remember what Earl Borg (Wesley) had warned him to stay away from this woman.

Danny would have liked to listen to Count Borg, but the Lord had instructed the woman to do his best to meet whatever she wanted. And this woman named Lisa is not polite at all, and she has not shied away from following Danny for a year, whether it is in the textile factory of Count Minofarel or in the bicycle factory of Count Wesley Borg.

What could she understand?, Danny smiled inwardly. In his opinion, instead of watching the workers assemble the machine parts according to the drawings, it is better to take a serious one-year class at the engineering school.

However, he did not have the courage to make such a suggestion, for according to Count Borg, the woman was a great magician.

Speaking of magicians, Danny couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive. Ever since interviewing for that article in the Monthly of Truth last February about magic elements, people have been obsessed, even his workers.

According to the "Imperial Magician Management Law" promulgated last summer, all magic gold resources need to be registered and sold by the Imperial Magic Gold Management Committee, and no individual can sell them privately.

All schools that have been recognized by the Magic Finance Management Committee, including the Magic Academy, the National Museum School, the Misty Chemical Engineering College, the Fog City Engineering College, and the School City, can apply for a certain amount of magic gold quota according to their student status.

In addition, in order to encourage the establishment of factories, each factory approved by the Imperial Ministry of Industry can also obtain a quota of low-cost magic gold from the Magic Gold Management Committee.

Therefore, those civilians who did not have the financial resources to buy high-priced magic gold at the official sales points of the Magic Gold Management Committee all rushed to those factories. If it weren't for the few factories that didn't need many workers, there wouldn't have been any farmers willing to farm.

Magic, magic, magic, everywhere Danny goes, he hears people talking about magic. However, he clearly remembered that the dean once said that only naturalism and engineering were the most valuable studies.

Over the past few years, the miracles that Danny has seen with his own eyes have completely proved the dean's rightness.

Magic can't help farmers farm, engineering can, magic can't help coachmen, engineering can, magic can't send tens of tons of goods into the sky with people, engineering can, magic can't make skyscrapers, engineering can......

What happened in the Misty Village just shows that magic can only change the fate of one person, while engineering can change the fate of everyone.

Because of this thought, Danny always refused to read the article, even if everyone around him was discussing it, he turned a deaf ear.

However, Danny had a question in his mind, why did the Dean allow that article to be published in the Monthly of Truth, if magic would confuse people and hinder the development of naturalism and engineering?

He felt that if he met the dean, he would be able to get the answer to this question.

While Danny was thinking this, a thin boatman suddenly shouted at the top of the sail mast, "Captain!

......

"Danny...... First of all, as long as naturalism develops normally, the fact that the magic element is a functional curve will one day come to the surface, and in this case, the only way to maintain this secret is to use the power of might, which I do not want to see. ”

A few hours later, in his office at the Avery Machinery Factory, Donner said slowly.

"Secondly, when I say that magic is poison, I am not referring to magic itself, but to the inherent worldview formed by people under its influence, that is, when the possession of powerful magical power determines a person's power and status, people tend to regard the pursuit of magical power as the highest ideal...... But the reforms that are taking place in the Empire, both politically and industrially, will turn this pathological worldview around......"

Downer glanced at Danny, who was confused, and continued to explain: "You see, Chancellor Merkel is only a first-class knight, but he has the power to control the entire empire, and his position does not come from strength, but from his virtue, and perhaps from people's trust in him, trusting him to run this empire well. ”

Danny nodded understandingly.

"You see, you're not even a magic apprentice, but it's not just the workers who have to admire you, but even Count Farrell and them have to rely on you to build the factories and get those machines moving...... You've gained respect for your engineering knowledge, and that's the power of example, too, isn't it?" Downer continued.

"Dean, I kind of understand what you mean. Danny's face turned a little red, probably because he heard the dean compliment himself like that.

"Danny, as long as your worldview is correct, magic is no longer a poison for you, but a kind of help, which can make you not afraid of cold and heat, have the power to protect yourself in the face of strong enemies, and even gain a longer life......" Donner smiled, "I'm a magician, but do you think I'm poisoned by magic?"

Danny scratched his head, and this time, he really understood. As long as people can recognize the power of naturalism and engineering to transform the world, they will no longer be blinded by magic, as they are now.

"Danny, this is a race, whether the light of reason and wisdom will eventually shine on the Empire, or whether a thick fog of mystery and fantasy will envelop this continent, and it will be up to you to win or lose......" Donner looked at Danny with expectant eyes.

"Lord Dean!" Danny slowly stood up, his eyes full of determination and enthusiasm, he felt that he should say something, but he felt that it was no longer important to say anything.