Chapter 101 Miss Amon

What Amon is going to do - that's an interesting topic.

As a born unique spirit, Amon has no so-called moral constraints at all. He is a completely mythical creature.

Chaos, absurdity, and no taboos.

and so……

"Hi, Senior Klein." Miss Amon sat on the sofa and greeted Klein, who had just come downstairs, in a gentle tone.

"Miss Amon."

“Senior Klein, this is today’s newspaper.” Amon handed the newspaper to Klein.

She really wanted to see what expression Klein would have after he knew about this.

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

"Wait." Klein suddenly thought to himself and grabbed the newspaper tightly, reading it carefully from the beginning.

The newspaper records are very detailed, speculating on various markets in the city of Tingen, analyzing from all aspects, and then coming to the conclusion that the major capital companies in Tingen will lay off employees on a large scale.

"The cotton textile industry in Tingen will be mechanically manufactured and produced using steam looms."

"...The import and export trading company will build a steam engine steel smelting plant at the dock to forge steel..."

"Tingen City Grain Synthesis Processing Center will be..."

"The import and export tariffs will be revised according to the new laws of the Loen Kingdom Royal Court..."

These... are so familiar!
Klein suddenly recalled the memory of his own death.

This content is described in history textbooks - steam engine, the first industrial revolution!
"Rossel Gustav!" Klein thought of him.

As a time traveler, Russell left behind a steam engine, which sparked the Industrial Revolution, established the north-south continental structure, and ushered in the era of maritime trade.

However, over the years, everything seems to have been restricted by Steam Princess, one of the Seven Gods Churches.

Nowadays, Tingen City has begun to train scholars because of the Knowledge Society established by Medea. Knowledge is being transferred on a large scale, and many scholars with "profound" knowledge reserves have joined the capital company, so...

The Industrial Revolution will truly begin.

There, if you continue to reason, you will make a surprising discovery!

"Senior Klein, what are you thinking about?"

Miss Amon's voice woke him up.

Klein quickly turned around and asked, "Ms. Amon, what is this newspaper..."

"Yes, this is my summary." Amon nodded and continued.

"Teacher Medea taught us students a lot of... advanced knowledge."

Medea is like a knife, cutting through the shackles on the businessmen's minds and breaking free from the constraints of social order.

For money, these people can sell everything!
Even if it is your own belief!
For them, if faith can be sold to the devil, then they are willing to sell their souls for money!
"I understand, I understand." Klein kept muttering to himself. He already knew how things would develop next!

The capital sprouts in Tingen City will bring about industrialization replacing the current handicraft industry, replacing labor with machines, and a large-scale layoff frenzy. When factories have better machines to replace labor, the so-called laborers will be exploited!

And this history will be bloody, dark, cruel, crazy, desperate... a purgatory on earth.

This is the darkest hour, and there are no stars in the night to guide the way.

"Then... it will be a rebellion, a struggle for rights between the lower class workers and the greedy capitalists.

This revolution will cause...disasters, resentment, and the advent of evil gods into the world!"

Thinking of this, Klein understood why Medea said the word "wisdom" in this way.

This is blasphemy!

The world selected by the Church of Night and the Church of the Seven Gods was created by the Creator. The Seven Gods are the incarnations of the Creator, and they are in charge of everything.

Not only them, but those evil gods also declared the same thing, instilling all of this into themselves, the omniscience and the creator.

Klein knew that even the super-strong Russian man in the Second Era, the omniscient and almighty god who crushed the ancient gods, was a human being.

So why do we still believe...

Or, faith in God...why should we believe in you?
When truth overthrows the falsehood of faith,
When the dawn bells sound,
When the wise men found that they no longer needed to believe in gods,

When the Enlightenment brought about a radical reformation of religion,

When mortals look at the throne of God in the sky with pure and innocent eyes...

“Blasphemy!” Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Klein paced back and forth.

Trouble, this is a trouble he can't solve.

The impact of Medea's knowledge society is too serious. It is not likely, but certain to attract the attacks of the churches. Industrialization, mechanical manufacturing replaces humans, then the disasters and chaos caused by the unemployed workers will bring about serious consequences!

At that time, because of such a huge impact on the social order, internal contradictions could not be transformed, or they could not be suppressed...which would inevitably lead to the outbreak of a world war.

Since the conflict cannot be resolved internally, let's transfer it.
The impact of the war, even the aftermath, was enough to crush the Klein family.

“Ms. Amon, are these all true?” Klein pressed Amon’s shoulders tightly with both hands, a look of hope in his eyes.

Miss Amon smiled and spoke, shattering his hope.

"Yes, this is all true."

Grass (a plant)
Grasping his fingers tightly, Klein felt like a headless fly, unable to find the direction or the answer. He could only fly around aimlessly and bump into walls everywhere.

what should I do?
Klein didn't know.

Roselle used to treat the world as a game, leaving behind a disaster that has now exploded.

Thinking of this, Klein just felt really fucked up.

You Russell play games, no problem.

What’s the result?
You initiated the First Industrial Revolution, but it was incomplete. These hidden dangers and chaotic changes were triggered in my era.

Are you a time assassin?

Hit me hard from a distance!
"Benson, Melissa, Medea, the Society of Knowledge..." Klein was thinking about the answer and didn't know what to do.

Wait... me, oh yes, the third time traveler, the evil god, the vortex of destruction!
She will be able to solve...

But, this really looks like an evil god!

While Klein was thinking, Amon suddenly spoke up, “Senior Klein, during my field trip to the dock this morning, I discovered that many workers were unemployed.”

"Benson!" In an instant, Klein thought of the import and export company where Benson worked.

If Benson loses his job...

As if she could see Klein's dilemma, Miss Amon continued to "add fuel to the fire" and casually mentioned a piece of gossip she heard on the street.

"Senior Klein, I heard that some unemployed workers are planning to go to the Tingen City Council to protest."

If a conflict breaks out because of the protest... Thinking of this result, Klein's wavering heart made a decision in an instant.

“Miss Amon, I’m going back to my room.” After saying this, Klein hurried back to the second floor.

“So this is how you control fate?” Amon looked at Klein’s back and said to himself, “Knowing his personal information and his weaknesses, I just gave him a slight push and created an irreversible fate.”

Squinting his eyes, Amon thought back to his...Adam.

He laughed out loud.

Very interesting. To Amon, Klein is really very interesting now.

Back on the second floor, Klein didn't say much nonsense and began to pray.

He, who was in the second quadrant of cowardice, began to chant the name.

This was a very stupid move, to establish contact with the evil god without authorization, but Klein had no idea when the gods would bring down divine punishment!

Maybe in the next second, due to the conflict between capitalists and workers caused by the protests, divine punishment will destroy this city!

Ancient and obscure mutterings came out of his mouth. The ancient Hermetic language that could leverage the power of nature echoed in the house, vibrating out a series of unknown powers.

Amon, who was sitting on the sofa downstairs, sensed this power. She laughed, holding her stomach and laughing out loud.

The fraudster Amon deceived Klein by scrambling and piecing together the truth.

Every word she said was true, but it was all misleading and deceptive.

Klein was worried about Benson and Tingen City, which would encounter an ultimate melee in Schrodinger's time, so he would panic, act impulsively, and do extreme things.

Amon did not directly say that Benson went to protest, and Klein's guess was just the result of Amon's misleading.

Although this result was inevitable... no matter what the process was, what Amon saw was Klein chanting the evil god's name.

"Interesting, really interesting!"

"Let me think about it. How does a fortuneteller who knows how things will develop next plan to solve this fateful collapse?"

"Will you follow your own character and prepare to fight... or will you seek extraordinary power and choose to stand aside... or will the gods not allow it, except for fools... I am really looking forward to it."

"Klein, what would you do?"

Amon smiled and flipped through the notebook in her hand, and she began to write on it.

Every line of text that fell was Amon's record of what happened in Tingen City, and it was Klein's story.

(End of this chapter)