I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

"Nothing, no need to be polite."

Chapter 113: On Calculation: Who Can Calculate Better Than the Capitalists?

Medea didn't care about Bratt's rudeness. She was in a very good mood at the moment because just before she stepped into this door, she received the news that the King of Alesia had officially surrendered.

It was still the same request, all direct family members were beheaded, but the collateral branches were retained in exchange for the guardian of the kingdom not interfering in affairs.

Today's meeting was not formal diplomacy, but more of a private exchange, so it was not too formal. Blatter quickly collected himself and began a friendly conversation with Medea.

Blatter has traveled to many countries and has a deep understanding of the local customs and practices. Through him, Medea has a general impression of the power of the entire continent.

After chatting to get closer, the two sides naturally started talking about industrial introduction.

As Koi said, Medea, or the entire Federation, has a relatively open-minded view on the export of industry, or everyone is very black-hearted...

Train? Selling! I’ll give you two!

But the prerequisite is that the domestic railway network must be handed over to the technical workers and experts of the Seris Federation to guide the construction.

If your steel production is insufficient or does not meet the standards, you will need to purchase finished rails or manganese alloy steel raw materials from us.

Are you unable to afford the cost of importing steel by sea to lay tracks across the country?

No problem! We can invest and build a factory in your country!

We provide the manpower and technology, you provide the money and land, and we cross-hold shares in each other to share the profits!

Car? Sell! I'll even give you a car that only a king can ride on!

However, we do not sell production technology or open factories. Instead, we ship finished products by sea and open automobile dealerships in your country.

In order to get these guys running, you have to collect crude oil, right?

Why not leave it to us?

We provide the technology and you provide the oil fields. Through cooperation, the two sides can export crude oil to our country and convert it into our currency.

Running a gas station is also a technical job. Do you want us to help you open one? Or we can cooperate and invest together. We provide the technology, you provide the land and workers, and we share the profits together!

What? ! ! Your island of Olyesk is rich in rubber?

Ahem, well, we can renegotiate the matter of rails. We will export manganese and exchange it with you for rubber! Large quantity discounts!!!

Bratt's eyes became brighter and brighter. He no longer stole glances at the queen's face and figure. Instead, he was mesmerized by the grand blueprint described by Medea. His eyes were filled with the color of gold coins.

The kingdom represented by Blatter is precisely the one that made its fortune in business. They have a keener sense of smell and a strong driving force to promote industrialization.

In terms of magic and alchemy, ten Seris can't catch up with these old empires, but in terms of industry...

That is equivalent to pulling the opponents to the same level and then using one's rich experience to defeat them.

The word "industry" carries a lot of weight. If used well, it can enhance strength; if used poorly, it can be like a large dose of arsenic poisoning.

Medea wanted to give Surya a big gift package, a good one, to make him a dazzling industrial star in the main continent and promote the introduction of industrialization in other kingdoms and empires.

Pull the fuse of industrial conflicts in these countries so that they have no time to care about the Seris Federation in the subcontinent.

This move is an open strategy and is highly feasible.

Are there benefits to industrialization? Yes! And they are huge!

The construction of the railway network alone will make communication across the country more frequent and easier, and the cost of selling materials will plummet, bringing in even greater returns.

In wartime, a strong railway network will also enable the army to provide rapid mobile support, and the transportation of baggage is a groundbreaking improvement. Even if the army is not restructured at all, the increase in baggage can improve its combat effectiveness and sustainability by several levels.

The same is true for the automobile industry. Even if Seris does not agree to import the entire industrial chain, exporting finished vehicles alone can greatly reduce Surya's transportation costs.

Industrial machines can be mass-produced, which reduces manufacturing costs, boosts domestic employment, and stabilizes people's hearts. Agricultural products can be imported.

Master, I have plenty of money!

Anyway, through the dumping of industrial products, Suriya was able to amass a large amount of wealth from neighboring countries, while agricultural products, which were everywhere, were difficult to sell at a high price among bulk commodities.

You don't want to sell? There are plenty of people who are selling!

Unless the surrounding countries formed an alliance to impose a trade blockade on Surya, this would be nothing short of wishful thinking in this era of underdeveloped communications.

Businessmen are most sensitive to cost increases and decreases.

But ~

These benefits are basically only for Surya, a business collective. Merchants are the best at grasping changes among all groups, and everything is ultimately oriented towards profit.

But to other feudal and autocratic countries it is pure arsenic.

Is industry good? Yes! But it is not good for feudal slave owners.

They monopolized the circulation of population by monopolizing land output, and ultimately, in fact, reversely monopolized the lifeline of business.

The old nobles have already divided up all the benefits. Now you introduce industrial machinery to change productivity. Are you destroying the industry? Are you destroying the old nobles' lives?

The industrial system needs a lot of raw materials and workers besides food to release its production capacity. Where do these things come from? Isn't it just from the hands of these old nobles?

If you take away the population, who will farm the land? The nobles have the most land.

There are many nobles who make money by reselling small commodities in small workshops in the unified territory. This is an important source of income. If you destroy the small workshops, they will starve to death?

What should we do if the kingdom encounters a famine if we switch from growing grain to growing cash crops?

If you open a factory, where does the land come from? You have to share profits from the unsealed land. Which territory can withstand this test with a large amount of money?

Don’t even think that the big nobles and landowners will take the initiative to seek change. Under the old system, I occupy the largest share of benefits. It doesn’t matter even if productivity is backward. I don’t have to pay.

Who can say that slave automation is not industrialization? Whether the output is more or less, it is all mine!

Why should I seek change? What they hate most is change itself!

Because changes are uncontrollable, the demand for raw materials is diverse, the demand for minerals is completely different, and the demand for crops is also different.

They do not have the energy or ability to encircle and occupy interests in all aspects. There will always be those who break through the siege and rely on the expansion of productivity to become too powerful to be eliminated in a very short time.

I will not grant you land, the price of your raw materials will skyrocket, and I will not allow you to release your population and will suppress you.

So can these new aristocratic capitalists who have risen up relying on the emerging industry accept being strangled by the old forces?

Chaos and war are inevitable.

Don't say that you are such a great magician. No matter how great you are, you only have so many people. If we really fall out, I won't fight a large-scale war with you. I will just fight a guerrilla war with you with my muskets, which will be enough to give you a headache.

You, a magician, are of noble status, but the life of a commoner holding a gun is not as valuable as the gun in his hand. Who can outlast whom?

When it comes to calculating costs, who can do better than the capitalists?

Chapter 114 Conquering the Sky

Magic Calendar January 3253, 6

This is the fifth year since the founding of the Seris Federation. June 1 is also the Children's Day designated by Media and is a national statutory holiday.

The backbone of the federal population had all gone through famine in their childhood and the baptism of war in their youth.

Most of them are now married with children, and they want their children to enjoy the things they themselves did not enjoy. So when Medea established Children's Day, businessmen keenly sensed the business opportunity and quickly turned it into a national carnival holiday.

Times Square in the federal capital of Sierra has long been surrounded by colorful balloons and cute decorations.

At 12 noon, when traffic was at its peak, countless commercial posters of all sizes were taken down and replaced with new ones.

Young parents who were playing with their children around couldn't help but stop and watch, their faces full of excitement.

"Mom, what's on top of this? Why is there an uncle on top of it?"

Touching her daughter's little head, the woman whispered, "Mom doesn't know either, but it says: If birds can fly, so can we!"

She didn't know what was drawn on it, but she could understand the words, and this sentence gave her unlimited room for imagination.

A hint of disappointment flashed across the big eyes of the girl who tilted her head upwards to seek knowledge, but her sight was soon attracted by the dark shadow in the distance of the sky. She shook her mother's hand and shouted:

"Mom, mom! Look up in the sky! There's something flying!"

On the street, a middle-aged man was eating lunch while reading the Federal Daily. Suddenly, there were bursts of exclamations on the street, and he looked up in confusion.

Following their gaze, he looked up and saw a flying object that was extremely large, which appeared before their eyes even from a long distance, at the edge of the capital's sky.

Its oval blue and white shell makes it look like a giant whale swimming in the sky.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the speakers scattered all around, and Medea's soft voice came from one of them:

"From the first sprouts of life underwater, to the giant beasts of the Stone Age, to the first human walk upright."

"Humans, like children, have a strong desire to learn about everything in the world, so we explored from land to the ocean."

"Now, we will start the greatest exploration, from the ocean to the sky! To the vast stars!"

In the same direction, several black spots came closer and closer, accompanied by a huge roar and several colorful smoke streams passing over the heads of the crowd. They could clearly see the other side's metal frame fuselage and several huge propellers.

Countless people looked up at the steel monster flying away from their heads, their mouths opening and closing unconsciously. Someone screamed, and the whole city suddenly erupted in indescribable and horrifying cheers.

"Huh? Vibration? Earthquake!!!"

The violent shouting formed a wave that shook the earth. Bratt, who was sleeping soundly in the guest room, was frightened. With half-opened eyes, he used a Pyroblast spell to blast a hole in the wall and escaped.

He finally sobered up a lot when he stood on the ground barefoot in his pajamas. He followed the gazes of the people around him and looked up at the sky.

With the help of magic, he had a clear view of the huge creature, and his mouth opened unconsciously: "What the hell is that?"

"I probably haven't woken up yet. I woke up feeling like I was flying in the sky."

Bratt rubbed his eyes several times, slapped himself twice, and then looked up at the sky again. Not only did the huge monster not disappear, but several small black dots appeared around it.

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

Several guards from the Surya Kingdom rushed out of the hotel in a panic and surrounded Bratt, looking around nervously.

It was not until then that Blatt finally accepted the reality. He looked at the sky and the passers-by around him who were already in the carnival with a complicated expression.

He has been living in the federal capital for the past two years since the agreement was finalized and the kingdom officially reached a cooperation agreement with the Seris Federation.

Because here he saw things he had never seen before, not just one or two, but so many that he couldn't count them, and each time it refreshed his three views and cognition.

But this time, it's different~

As we all know, humans cannot stay in the sky for a long time, unless they have transcended the human level and reached the level of a saint or above. Otherwise, they can only stay in the air for a short period of time at most, or achieve the goal of flying through flying monsters.