14-A Thought Came to My Mind

Passing through the brilliance of the stars, watching the clouds gather and disperse with the wind, rise to a high place, and then circle down.

When the black gold burns, golden light spots overflow outward, like flying fireflies, lingering around the train, and gradually disappearing.

The feeling of going from high to low is completely different from that of going from low to high.

Diving down, the wind is getting stronger.

Looking at the dark city from a high altitude, you can only see the black shadows of the buildings. The earth is like a dark curtain. Only the warm white light is lit at the location of the temple, eternal and eternal.

It is like a lighthouse, and also like a morning star in the dark.

It is the color of hope and the beginning of everything.

Getting closer and closer to the dark city, the black gold in the locomotive is almost burned out. The town has become clear, and the familiar streets and buildings have jumped into everyone's eyes again, but they feel different from the beginning.

Everyone felt an inexplicable touch in their hearts, which was hard to describe, as if even their souls had been cleansed once. From then on, wherever they looked, it was no longer a dark and decayed abandoned place, but the distance, the sky, and the starry sky.

It would be great if the dark city could also light up in the dark night.

As the only remaining light, the temple was somewhat lonely.

The locomotive had landed and was still sliding forward slowly. It looked a bit clumsy, like an old man who was about to die. The face of the locomotive became clearer, with the corners of its mouth raised, and a smile appeared, which looked very strange.

They returned to the place where they started from, and the train stopped with a "clang".

Surya and Sofia came out from the driver's seat, their eyes bright and clear in the dark night, and misty.

"My lord!" They saluted Si Qingyan together.

Today, the two of them cleaned up very well. The food has improved recently, and they have gained weight. Their hair has grown longer and braided into braids. They are full of energy and vitality, like wild flowers growing wildly and finally blooming in the sun.

"Very good, I am proud of you. For all the people who created all this."

"I am willing to be loyal to you forever and dedicate everything to you."

The first to kneel down were the two little disciples, Lan Sifeier, and later those wizards, and countless people in the dark city.

Si Qingyan waved, and everyone stood up together.

"I will leave here eventually, and you will always belong to yourself."

They could only watch the god return to the temple, and the fiery emotions surged in their hearts, like the tides on the sea, which were difficult to suppress. Sometimes it was like a storm, roaring and sweeping everything, and sometimes it was like a slow wave under the moon, hugging the coast again and again. Whether it was passionate or calm, this kind of love always continued. Pious and eternal.

Thinking of what He said about leaving, an indescribable sadness arose.

If it is good here in the future, would He be willing to stay forever, or stay a little longer?

"My Lord said that steam can generate electricity, and even at night, there are always stars that never go out... When this place becomes a place more beautiful than heaven, my Lord should like it too..." Surya touched the train body and burst into passion for research again.

"Sophia, let's go to the laboratory!"

"That's what I was going to say!"

The two smiled at each other and left here together, with the bow ribbons behind their waists flying in the wind with their brisk steps.

The crowd dispersed, whispering about steam, gods, trains, black gold and other issues.

Everything is thriving and full of vitality.

Si Qingyan and Lan Sifeier have one thing in common, they can't stand dirt and mess.

Since Lan Sifeier came to power, he has been focusing on urban civilization and building beautiful towns.

After the wizard spread the potion, he led people to clean and disinfect the dark city inside and out, set up garbage sorting points, demolished and rebuilt illegal buildings, and washed this decadent city full of classical Rococo-style buildings into a brand new look.

The dark clock tower was painted white, and the messy walls were renovated with beautiful opera illustrations and elegant lyrics. The withered plants were eradicated and replaced with mutated roses, wild roses and other flowers. The flowers are large and bright, blooming all year round and fragrant. The square was replaced with exquisitely carved stone sculptures and fountains, and white doves flew here again.

Even people who were born and raised in Dark City found it incredible.

The outsiders were unable to leave after the barrier appeared in Dark City. They were very angry at first, but gradually began to get used to it. The bards have endless legendary stories to sing, and the children on the streets are clean and lively, with constant laughter.

After that night, the train tracks and carriages added by Si Qingyan disappeared. Others added carriages behind the locomotive according to what they saw that day, but there was no way to make transparent and strong glass.

The glass they fired using traditional methods is mostly colorful and colorful. It is good for decoration, but it will block the view if installed in the window position. The wizards changed the firing temperature and materials many times, gradually approaching the glass inlaid on the window that night. Later, they quickly mastered the firing methods of transparent glass and frosted glass. They changed not only the train windows, store walls, glass vases, and tableware, but also the large pendulum on the tower, which had a layer of glass cover on the outside.

The rails were laid in the dark city, with a total of six lines, which met people's travel needs to the greatest extent. The locomotives from number one to number six have different expressions, some are irritable, some are insidious, some are evil, some are erotic, and some are cold and indescribable.

Si Qingyan, who was a little worried at first, found that the locomotive had such an evil expression, and gradually felt relieved.

This style of painting, at first glance, is not very smart.

What we really need to worry about is intelligent machinery. At the current rate of development, it will take at least several hundred years for intelligent machinery to appear in Dark City. Steam mutation is very consistent with the painting style of the entire Guangyao world.

The wizards gathered more people to learn and built a steam power plant according to the drawings given by Si Qingyan.

Outside Dark City, knowledge is a very precious thing. Only nobles and businessmen can provide knowledge for future generations. Commoners can go to church to learn to read and sing hymns. It is very difficult to really get in touch with useful knowledge.

The same is true for wizards. Except for some lucky ones, most wizards follow their teachers to learn potion knowledge. They often have to be apprentices for several years and work hard to learn something. The wizard's personality will become distorted and sharp due to the mutation of mental power. Many apprentices can't stand it and take the opportunity to kill the teacher, or be killed by the teacher and become experimental tools.

The whole world is like this, only Dark City is different.

A new school has been established, where you can learn mathematics, physics, chemistry, potions, and manufacturing, and there is no charge, and even food is provided free of charge. In addition to children, it also provides a place for adults to learn.

In order to experience the feeling of riding a steam train that night again, more and more people began to come into contact with unfamiliar knowledge. People with outstanding talents would be selected to become a member of the research team and be highly respected.

Everything was on the right track. The number of members of the research team increased. Through repeated experiments, they found the most suitable material for making light bulbs. As electricity spread through the wires, the small lamp in the dark room was lit, and everyone began to cheer.

The light was so gentle and lovely, like a newborn child, emitting warm yellow light in the transparent glass lampshade. It did not rely on witchcraft or gods, but only on tools and energy to achieve all this.

The raw materials of lamps are cheap and the electricity is sufficient. They will soon be popularized. As long as you think of the scene of thousands of lights at night, you will feel warm in your heart. The reason why Dark City is called Dark City is that it is dark all year round, covered with heavy clouds, rainy all year round, poor, hungry, roaming criminals, evil wizards, and a large number of undead, making the night here dark, and the poor don’t even have dry firewood to light the fireplace.

It symbolizes a new future, a beautiful chapter full of hope and light.

Everyone present realized that the second stage mentioned by the True God had begun.

According to the True God's division, in the Steam Age, in the first stage, steam-powered vehicles, ships, and machines appeared. In the second stage, steam power generation and various tools using electricity as energy appeared. In the third stage, telephones and telegraphs appeared, entering the information age.

With Si Qingyan's constant guidance, their research path was not tortuous. The first and second stages were two parallel and occasionally intersecting lines, which developed rapidly under the promotion of everyone.

There are reefs overseas, and there are almost no large ships except some fishing boats. The wizards did not invest too much energy in steam ships. Lamps, ovens, rice cookers, etc. are the main research directions at present.

For some reason, the wizards who originally wanted to study weapons began to focus on food...

When Si Qingyan mentioned that there was a tool that could make food by itself after being powered on, they were instantly full of interest and began to study electrical appliances that could heat food by themselves.

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Since the God of War Renault returned in defeat, Dark City has been much calmer. There are no gods to test, and there are no demons and monsters.

Si Qingyan thought of the octopus that had been freed for a long time, and missed it a little. He found a big pot and prepared for the summoning. Duke Downs had summoned it before, and Si Qingyan still remembered the summoning steps.

First, you need to prepare pure silverware, and the silver pot that Si Qingyan just took out meets the requirements. You also need to prepare some coagulated blood, an equal amount of powdered powder of ten kinds of plants, and fresh animal limbs, fats, etc.

Si Qingyan put the powdered powder of plants such as star anise, fennel, cinnamon, chili, and mountain pepper into the silverware, added some butter, heated it, and the aroma burst out instantly. The fire was too strong, and Si Qingyan was afraid that he could not summon the evil god, so he added some clean water, boiled it, put in sliced ​​duck blood, cut the mutton left over from last time into thin slices, and scalded it in the silverware...

Si Qingyan was too involved, and almost forgot about the business.

He put down his chopsticks, carved a magic circle, and began to chant the spell.

He made some changes to the spell that Duke Downs had chanted before:

"The great god existing in the unknown gray fog, the ancient god sleeping in the divine palace, the lord of endless destruction, the lord of distortion and chaos... pray to you... your believers have prepared rich sacrifices for you... I hope you can come here..."

The chaotic and difficult language came out of Si Qingyan's mouth.

In the past, he rarely held back when killing, and the spell became low, mysterious, and full of destructive power when he slightly aroused some negative emotions. It was as if a murderous madman was calling for the gods to come.

After chanting the spell, inexplicable whispers and some unclear noisy laughter sounded in the air, and some viscous liquid surged from all around. The boiling water vapor in the silver covered Si Qingyan's face, and the fiery red soup rolled in the silver, exuding a strange attraction.

In the distant alien world, the ancient god who had just completed his limbs recently moved in his heart.

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