- Hey, the Han Cheng Qin Otherworldly Edition.

At first, Ian listened to Master Gosai's words, and his heart was a little lighthearted.

But the more he heard the back, the heavier his heart became, until the end, he couldn't help but sigh, and said in his heart: "It's hard to change the world." ”

In fact, related questions have been pondered by Ian day and night in the past four years.

In a world of extreme individual force, the basis of rule may not even be the people, but the 'sublimators'...... This is based on the laws of productivity and objectivity.

The basis of the Sublimators is derived from the natural ecology or the magical beast materials in the labyrinth, they do not need ordinary food, and even like Isengard, ordinary food is even regarded by them as impurities that 'increase the probability of distortion'.

Now that the maze transformation has been achieved, a large number of basic Warcraft materials can be produced in batches, and even some high-level Warcraft materials, the sublimator can even completely break away from ordinary people and create an independent new ecology.

The reason why they didn't give up was just because the bloodline nobles couldn't guarantee that their descendants were all sublimators, and being able to inherit didn't mean that they could cultivate, not to mention that the bloodline seeds were in danger of deterioration.

And the new sublimators born among ordinary people are also an extremely important source of strength replenishment in a large organization, and abruptly giving up will only lead to their own organization being wiped out by other organizations.

In the final analysis, more people are justice, and with the same strength, there are only two sublimators who can defeat one sublimator.

How to demand, educate, or domesticate this group of sublimators, so that they can be used by society, people, and civilization, is the way to forge great things and realize dreams in the continent of Terra.

After all, the sublimators are not fools, they are even far smarter than ordinary people, they can also use tools, develop technology, and explore scientific truth, and they are not some barbarians who only use mysterious powers—their very existence is the condensation of the search for truth.

Blindly focusing on ordinary people, but not turning them into sublimators, you can't bring out the most productive side of Terra, not to mention anything else, the armor is difficult to drive.

But if all of them become sublimators, not to mention the issue of resources, the collective will usher in a backlash of human selfish desires that are amplified by power...... And this backlash is 10,000 times more ferocious than the earth!

On Earth, one person's power cannot resist the system, but Terra is different......

This is fundamentally different, different worlds, different civilizations, and many historical experiences cannot be used for reference, and cannot be blindly followed, otherwise it is dogmatism.

The real way needs to be found by himself.

Determined in his heart, Ian wasn't particularly worried about these issues—at least these were things he needed to think about after he conquered the world, or at least after he captured the empire.

It's too early to think about it now.

It's understandable that Inaga II was so unpopular - who would want a saint to run everyone by the standards of a saint? It's a very simple thing, a saint can eat chaff vegetables, but the emperor, the prince, the ministers and all kinds of nobles cannot.

But.

From Hilliard's story, Ian thinks that Inaga II should not be such an impatient fellow.

The life span of the sublimator is not long, but it is not short, from the accession to the tyrant who dominates the world, count him fifty years, and then there is still a hundred years, enough for Inaga II and Hilliard, the two fifth-level powerhouses, to slowly figure it out, and cut the flesh with a soft knife, and there is no need to force the sublimator-aristocratic system of the entire empire to be anxious, so you have to fight with him.

When he was alive, he would definitely be able to realize his dreams.

Unless......

"There's not enough time."

A flash of light flashed in his mind, and Ian suddenly raised his head, staring at the ceiling of the cabin under the bewildered gaze of Master Gosai, as if his gaze could penetrate the thick layers of ice and rock to reach the ocean and the starry sky above the sky.

In that empty and bleak canopy, there is a situation that almost everyone on the continent of Terra cannot comprehend...... Only astronomers, and those who look up at the sky, pay attention.

"Stars, disappearing...... Alien creatures that came through the fire and migrated many ecological ...... The reason why the Terrans are fully committed to developing interstellar technology ......"

"If that's a time standard, or a foreshadowing......"

Slowly retracting his gaze, Ian suppressed his sudden eagerness, but shook his head slightly, and said to himself in his heart: "Now, there is one more reason to go to the ruins database to check the star map of the civilization of the previous era." ”

"The anomaly of the starry sky should be the reason why Inaga II is so urgent."

As for the fact that his teacher is actually quite popular...... Ian can actually see it, too.

Hilliard has not actually concealed his identity for more than 20 years, he is the first wanted criminal in the empire, and there is no entire Grand Knights on standby to arrest and detain him, there must be a force behind this.

The total destruction of the previous generation of Patrol Knights may be due to malice towards Hilliard, but it is more likely to be to reduce the influence of the Black King and replace a group of 'Forbidden Knights' loyal to him.

But he still can't be exposed—Master Gosai doesn't know about the 'legacy of Inaga', which is why he's so optimistic.

As long as he is exposed, he will still attract the attention of many big names.

After thinking about this, Ian didn't say much, but turned around under the gaze of Master Gosai, opened the door, and left.

"I really didn't expect that the current emperor of the empire is also my senior brother?"

Getting rid of those rather heavy topics in his mind, Ian tried to amuse himself: "So, I'm Ethan's little ancestor?" Ah, this generation terrier played last time. ”

He's in a much better mood - Ian is always optimistic and has fun for himself.

The exchange with Master Gosai did not take long, and when the boy stepped out of the cabin, the team was selecting useful supplies from the ships stranded on the ice abyss, preparing for the next action.

Alchemy artillery, what can be pushed away with wheels, is pushed away, and most of the artillery is discarded.

"I don't feel like there's such a waste, those barrels, with a little modification, should be able to be transformed into recoilless guns, or large pressurized guns."

With so many years of hard reading of the inscriptions and alchemy, coupled with the bonuses and blueprints brought by the silver chip, he could naturally see at a glance that those discarded artillery guns were not all worthless, and with the physical fitness of the Terra, it was not difficult for a few sailors to carry a trot, and the logistical pressure was not the same as that of Earth.

However, when he was going to reuse and modify those weapons while everyone was preparing materials.

An accident happened.

The accident came from the sky - the wind and snow in the ice abyss suddenly became larger, so that everyone felt that at that time the frost moth and the aberrant ape beast were attacking again, and nervously put down their work and began to prepare for battle.

Noisy shouts staggered through the camp, and although the orderly scheduling and regularity were soon gradually restored, it was enough to prove the nervousness of the crowd.

And Isengard, after sending scouts and observers to observe the situation, also came to the cabin as soon as possible, ready to protect Master Gosai.

"Ian, this battle ......"

He seemed to want to ask Ian about the next battle arrangement—and before he knew it, Isengard had come to see his peer as someone he could really rely on, even on an equal footing with Master Gosai.

But the blonde boy saw that Ian was looking up at the air with his head a little stunned.

There was a rare mixture of 'disbelief' and 'astonishment' on his delicate countenance, which appeared on the prophet who had always had no last resort...... It can even be said that there are some cuteness.

Puzzled, Isengard also raised his head and looked at the sky, but found nothing.

Ian, however, held out his hand to the sky.

The young white people, who were almost mixed with the wind and snow, stretched out their hands towards the wind and snow, as if they wanted to touch something soft and fragile.

Followed by......

A small, white, snowflake-like 'goblin' appeared in the snowstorm.

Affectionately 'sitting' on top of the boy's fingers.

Lewen