Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 53: Science is such an inconvenient thing!

How about just leaving it at that, it seems like it would be nice to continue according to the rules of this world.

With the secret help of the banshees, the backing of the Silent Temple, and the pirates as allies, he can gain a foothold in the Storm Ocean. In the future, he will be the real Count of Zeus, then the Marquis of Zeus, the Duke, and even be crowned the emperor of the empire and unify the entire continent.

These are all excellent things.

But why. He has some...
Not motivated?
Hughes scratched his hair in frustration.

"Why am I here?"

Enjoy life? Kill the boredom of sitting motionless on the Golden Throne? Or, like a true evil god, just for fun, descend into a random body?
It seemed like both, and yet it seemed like none. Xius's eyes became increasingly confused, and past memories kept flashing before his eyes, until -

A somewhat blurry figure appeared in my mind, along with that hoarse voice.

"You, the evil god's lackey, have defiled the sacred machinery."

A steel arm pierced the chest of worker Hughes, and his blood stained the wooden floor of the office red.

Xiusi's distracted eyes focused.

It was the last death.

What did he do then?

He improved the machines in the factory, told his fellow workers interesting stories to add a little more hope to their boring and numb lives, and tried to share his knowledge with every hard-working and unfortunate person.

In the Rhine, the average life expectancy of these workers is less than 30 years.

"Me, the evil god's lackey?"

Hughes straightened up in his chair.

The pollution in the sea lasted for a thousand years. A thousand years ago, the church blocked the information about the pollution and the extraordinary people stayed away from the sea.

A thousand years later, the church is still blocking information about pollution, and the ocean is still full of pollution.

Nothing has changed.

"I, defiled, the sacred, machinery?"

Workers coughed as they worked in the dusty factory, and if they were not careful, their flesh and blood would be sucked away by the machines next to them.

The factory owner knelt and smiled fawningly, while the mechanical priest skillfully dismantled the bearings and threw the parts to the ground with a sneer, into his blood.

His blood was shed again and again, he descended again and again, and he was disappointed again and again.

He had only been in contact with those workers for a few days, but he had experienced the suffering they endured for many years.

Now, he is also qualified to oppress others and can go along with the crowd.

Want to go?
"dream!!"

Hughes squeezed out two words from between his teeth, he stood up and kicked the chair away!

Is this how the world should be? Does he have to live like this? Does he have to be like these people?
Let him stand with those corrupt and greedy nobles, the conservative and arrogant church, and the indifferent and cruel capital, and tell him that this is a gift?

How could he accept it!
"I remembered."

A fiery emotion surged in my chest, instantly shattering those minor moments of confusion and self-doubt, fueling the fire even more intensely. "I descend again and again to smash everything rotten to pieces."

The world is weird and crazy, so what?

Science is a method of understanding the world, a standardized process for exploring the unknown, the truth borne out of countless doubts and debates, and a hymn composed by mankind with courage and reason. Has it ever been weak for a moment?
Radioactive materials on the blue planet will cause harm upon contact. Isn’t mankind still moving towards the sun step by step?

The speed of light is eternal and cannot be exceeded, the observer effect is bizarre and difficult to understand, and there are many counterintuitive things. Has the world ever existed according to human ideas?

The earth is not the center of the world, nor is the sun. Human beings are just tiny dust in the universe, but they are still constantly exploring the world.

Hughes looked at his hands.

Indeed, this world is weird and crazy, but human footsteps have still covered the land and the sea.

This world is different from Blue Star, so we should adapt to it. The rules of this world are weird and crazy, so we should study the rules.

not to mention
Is the knowledge in his head really useless?
Water pressure still solved the banshee's curse, and the steam engines in factories could still be improved to increase efficiency.

This is still the most obvious application.

Suddenly, Hughes remembered the story he told the workers when he came last time.

Could it be that the scientific knowledge in his mind is also a kind of...
【pollute】?
Then going further, will the industrial products he produces also be a form of pollution?
If he trains a lot of engineers in the future, will the knowledge and rationality in these people's heads become a new supernatural power?
Extraordinary Classes: [Engineer] [Scientist], it’s interesting just thinking about it.

People on the Blue Planet can use scientific knowledge, so can he?
Taking advantage of pollution?

Fight magic with magic? Fight pollution with pollution?

“If science is really just another kind of pollution, can I use it to fight other kinds of pollution?”

“If there’s no way to solve pollution, why not embrace it?”

If you can't beat them, join them. If you can't solve the problem, it will become a bigger problem. Since you will inevitably be contaminated by contact with the extraordinary, it is better to contaminate yourself first.

This is the true way to arm your mind with science.

So what will they think of the future Castel, which is full of factories, with oil as its blood and smoke as its breath, with ore and steel as its food, with goods clogging the roads and ships filling the ports?

His soldiers charged forward, chanting probability theory and linear algebra loudly. His shells, engraved with E=mc, whizzed down from the sky. Fire and pollution erupted on the battlefield. Fire attacked their flesh, science attacked their souls, and the enemies wailed and prayed that knowledge would quickly get out of their minds.

His registers sing in binary, and the buzzers in his chips and circuit boards sound automatically. What a picture that would be!
I'm afraid you'll go crazy if you take one look at it.

Not to mention the pollution and scientific creations, even ordinary commodities can have an impact on the people in this world.

How would people view Castel when the clothes they wear, the cars they drive, the food they eat, and even the holy emblem of the church are all produced by him?
A small island, or an indescribable behemoth?
Whose believers are they when the church members pray to the scriptures he printed?

That must be very interesting.

"Fortunately, I am not an evil god, otherwise this world might really be doomed." Zeus smiled.

He turned around and opened the door. "Connor! Send the steam engine blueprints to Ash and ask her to use her magic to come up with a solution. Tell Alexi to come over tomorrow. I want to talk to him about the workshop. And..."

"Now come with me to the chemistry lab!"

(End of this chapter)