Chapter 100: The night is coming, where is the dawn?

Chapter 100: The night is coming, where is the dawn?

Holding a gold-stamped invitation letter, Medea walked with his hands behind his back in this huge and noisy factory.

Inside the factory, in the dark environment, only the chandelier above the head emits a not-so-strong light. On the wall, the glass windows that are less than enough for one person to enter and exit are the few air circulation channels.

However, this was the situation when the factory was operating. Now this cotton yarn textile factory has stopped operating.

The door was open and sunlight rarely appeared.

Near Media, there was an occasional sharp and piercing sound from the collision of mechanical gears.

Sometimes white silk like floating catkins would be blown up, sometimes small rodents, that is, mice, would appear, and from time to time, dirty stains and grooves would appear on the walls in the corners.

Dry, bloated, inefficient, semi-manual factories before the medieval steam revolution - these are the first impressions of Medea.

However, today, this ordinary cotton textile factory will be reborn.

"Miss Medea."

In front of Medea, a group of gorgeously dressed gentlemen gathered.

They were factory owners in the cotton textile industry in Tingen.

It can almost be said that eighty percent of the emerging capitalists in Tingen are now gathered here.

As big businessmen in the emerging capital industry, these people are the inevitable products of the development of the times.

When the Kingdom of the Northern Continent, no, when Roselle Gustav developed the slave trade between the North and South Continents, and when the colonialism of the Northern Continent against the Southern Continent arose, the necessary soil for the development of commerce existed.

The first industrial revolution, in this world full of extraordinary power, was caused by the selection of the oracle by the God of Steam, or the God of Craftsmen, one of the seven gods; Adam's Twilight Hermit would guide Roselle to join; and the tacit consent of the other six gods...

Russell rang the bell of the Industrial Revolution.

With history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall.

Through the stories told by the rest of the white foam in the mysterious space, Medea knew how much groundwork was needed for an industrial revolution.

Take Da Ying as an example.

The enactment of the Act liberated the shackles on human thought and declared the sacred and inviolable rights of citizens' property.

After the Hundred Years' War, royal power was restricted by law.

The printing press revolution, newspapers and newspaper companies transformed most ordinary people from ignorant illiterates into cultural elements with a certain level of knowledge.

Religious reform, the king's power was restricted by law, the church was reorganized and rebuilt, knowledge was respected, maritime sovereignty was obtained, the country became the new maritime hegemon, and overseas companies were established. The country and the company had the same interests...

All this took five hundred years of preparation and foundation, expansion and civilization, and created the glory of the First Industrial Revolution and the hegemony of the British Empire!
"Roselle didn't complete everything, but now, thanks to Master Boshi, the last piece of the puzzle has been completed." Feeling a little emotional in his heart, Medea walked up to these people.

"Has it started yet?"

"Yes, Miss Medea." The bearded man in the lead pointed to a giant machine behind him and said with great emotion: "Thank you, the great Emperor Roselle."

"Yes, thank you Emperor Roselle." Medea nodded.

Medea walked up to the machine and tapped its casing twice.

This giant beast weighing hundreds of tons is one of the technological products researched and manufactured by the students of Medea and the scholars of the Society of Knowledge.

Although its technological content is very, very low, if we compare it with the industrialization progress of Tingen City at this time, compared with these factories that are still in the semi-manual production stage, its products are technologically superior.

Touching its cold metal shell, Medea seemed to sense the roar of this piece of steel being forged in the fire.

Forged in the fire, shaped in the great roar of steel, and cooled in the freezing water.

"let's start."

Medea reached out and pulled the switch, and the cold giant beast gradually revived.

It awakens from its slumber, and the steel and burning coals awaken the beating heart within it.

The next second, the pull rod started the machine.

Amid the rumbling sound of thunder, thick black smoke gushed out like a fountain, desperately.

However, no one here paid attention to the thick black smoke. They were all staring at the huge mouth that was swallowing the cotton yarn raw materials.

The machine moved, the lever operated, and with the sound of the bell ringing, this preliminary machine began to spit out cotton yarn.

The quality of these cotton yarns may be different from those made by hand, but the efficiency is enough to make people ignore the imperfections here.

After comparison, these businessmen came to the same conclusion that the difference was not that big.

In addition, regarding the cost of the machines, by cutting jobs and reducing salaries and expenditures, they not only did not lose money, but instead earned more gold pounds because of this expenditure!
Looking at this steel behemoth, Medea said calmly: "The efficiency has increased a hundred times."

"Oh my God! Praise you, the great Emperor Roselle!" Someone knelt on the ground and praised devoutly.

He has seen the amazing profits that will be brought about as this low-priced, efficient cotton yarn floods the market!

Of course, there are also smart people who have discovered ways to make money in the future.

Machines generate enormous power, which far exceeds that of humans. Relying on this enormous power, production will be liberated and an endless supply of...gold pounds will be brought in.

Not only that, relying on machines to produce machines and then letting machines produce, the so-called human resources will be compressed to the minimum!
Just like the advent of mechanization in cotton yarn production, the old-fashioned textile industry, which mainly relied on human labor, will be driven to the brink of extinction...

In addition to cotton yarn, all other industries will undergo new changes under the revolutionary changes of the emerging mechanical manufacturing industry. After a brief chat with these people, Mitia left the factory.

As they walked, Medea said with emotion.

"If I were still the instigator, then the potion would melt in my mouth if I swallowed it now. I am really evil enough to instigate this chaos..."

“But these are the inevitable results of the development of time. Humanity is destined to reach this point, and the wheel of history rolls forward.

The potion has been completely digested now, so you can consider taking the Sequence 6 potion."

This is really fun.

Digestion potion?

Medea doesn't need to deliberately play the role of a witch and do things like "the witch tastes delicious".

The director's current event completely gave a push to the imperfect era, completing the unfinished puzzle of Roselle and truly ushering in the steam industrial era brought about by the First Industrial Revolution...

Medea is a witch for what she did.

As a result of the entanglement of cause and effect, Medea will cause tens of millions of people in the Kingdom of Loen to lose their jobs, and a large number of small and medium-sized asset families will go bankrupt. The tycoons, kingdom members, and nobles will reap most of the country's assets... and in the future, there may be more than one country!
How many people will die then?
There are dead souls buried under every railroad tie, and the wailing of souls can be heard as the train moves forward.

"This is the best era, civilization will replace barbarism."

"This is the worst time, the darkness before dawn has just begun."

Touching the symbol of the hidden sage on the back of his hand, Medea walked towards the Iron Cross Street in Tingen City.

When he arrived here, what Medea saw was a large number of people crowded together. It was not noon yet, but there were many young and middle-aged workers strolling on the streets.

"Sir, here is today's newspaper."

"Oh." Medea turned her head and glanced.

He was wearing tattered and patched clothes, looked dirty, and had three hairs on his head.

"Give me one."

"Only one penny." The newspaper boy quickly handed a newspaper to Medea.

"No need for change." Medea casually pulled out a gold pound from his sleeve and handed it to the child.

The child was stunned when he suddenly saw such a large amount of money. He subconsciously took the gold pound handed to him by Medea.

After coming to his senses, the child realized that Medea had left.

"One gold pound." The child clenched the money in his hand tightly and looked around vigilantly.

He saw that the usually amiable boss was now staring at him with greedy eyes, and the eyes of everyone in the neighborhood who was usually mild-tempered were so evil, and the friends who liked him were now looking at him as enemies...

"Run." After thinking of this, the child started running, blending into the crowd and disappearing without a trace... A drama of chasing Sanmao was now being staged on Iron Cross Street.

Flipping through the newspapers, Medea looked at the top news report thoughtfully.

[Workers’ wages in Tingen have further dropped to their lowest point in 70 years]

Below this paragraph is a description written by a journalist.

It analyses various industries in society, then organizes and integrates the contents, and gives professional insights based on mathematics and modern empirical examples.

Looking at the contents, Medea pondered the possible impact on the next experiment of the Academy of Knowledge.

"The impact is not significant. We learned from the market needs. Knowledge is an irreversible trend."

"Hmm... let me see who the author of this book is?"

Turning to another page and looking at the name on it, Medea fell silent.

Author: Amon.

"What is this brat planning to do now?"

Medea pinched her brows.

Medea was not surprised that Amon was now preparing to cause trouble.

Born with divine life, He has no so-called values ​​of good and evil, and His thoughts are simple and plain.

Have fun without violating the premise of your own life.

This includes but is not limited to annoying most of the former Seven Gods, defrauding any character that is interesting, and finding fun things to do for yourself.

"Allies, what impact will this news have?"

【no effect】

After sensing the relevant information passed on by Master Boshi and thinking for a while, Medea found that it was indeed the case.

 Ring the bell once!
  Push the lever to activate the piston and pump...

  Ring the bell twice!
  At the push of a button, the engine fires up, the turbines ignite, and life is breathed into it…

  Ring the bell three times!
  Sing in unison to praise the God of all opportunities!
  ——A certain... mysterious line that has gone astray
  
 
(End of this chapter)