Chapter 4: Uniting the Three Races (11)
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Cold Wind City, the birthplace of Lin Nan, naturally held a special place in her heart.
To her surprise, just one or two months away, the city’s face seemed to have changed dramatically.
Especially after a massive influx of players from outside, they transformed the once barren areas under Cold Wind City’s unified management, erecting a multitude of simple houses.
Even a casual stroll through the city buzzed with life.
As soon as Cold Moon learned of Lin Nan’s return, she appeared in front of her like a flash.
“Your subordinate pays respects to the Great King.”
Though Cold Moon was the second-in-command of Cold Wind City, she always maintained a humble demeanor in front of Lin Nan.
After all, many of the city’s new development ideas and the current booming trends of the Monster Race were all fashioned by the Great King herself—no Great King, no Cold Wind City as we know it.
Having endured torment in Evil Merman Cave, she had long hoped for the day when the Monster Race could stand proudly in this world without fear of oppression.
Now, under the Great King’s leadership, that dream was nearly realized.
If given enough time to develop, the Monster Race could undoubtedly leap to become the rulers of the Asking Dao Continent.
Unfortunately, as the days of Divine Punishment approached, the Monster Race had to ally with the other two races. Cold Moon felt a bit disgruntled but knew priorities were key, so it didn’t affect her daily work or judgments.
Lin Nan trusted her capable aide immensely. Without Cold Moon, Cold Wind City wouldn’t be so organized and progressing at such a rapid rate.
“So, tell me about recent happenings.”
“Of course, Great King! Currently, the population of Cold Wind City is nearing 500,000, with most being newly welcomed humans.
According to your earlier orders, I’ve instructed them to hasten land cultivation and plant more seeds during the spring tilling.
Before the soldiers march, the provisions must be ready! A steady supply of food is essential for a city’s stability.
However, to my surprise, among these humans, there are quite a few sharp minds who often come up with various little gadgets to accelerate production. Some even created explosive magic!
I’ve directed ‘High School History Teacher’ to keep a close eye on these talents and allocate resources to boost their research efforts.
In short, with their involvement, the whole rhythm of Cold Wind City seems to have picked up speed.”
Lin Nan stroked her chin, very intrigued by Cold Moon’s report.
So it seemed these transmigrators were starting to gear up for traditional power-play advancements, beginning to dabble in gunpowder, steam engines, and setting the stage for an industrial revolution?
The only pity was that there was only about a year and a half until Divine Punishment struck.
Time was too short!
If only these folks had three to four years, by then, flintlock rifles and cannons might just be on the table.
After all, with over a million players simultaneously entering the Asking Dao Continent, they came from all walks of life.
Though their numbers were minor compared to the student players, the nature of elites is that they can change the world with a single effort.
Especially these transmigrators, schooled in the art of farming from novels!
In the haven of Cold Wind City, far from famine and war, they had such fertile ground to support their studies, quickly turning success into practice.
That sense of accomplishment was truly unmatched.
Lin Nan promptly summoned the “High School History Teacher.”
As the universally recognized human administrator of Cold Wind City, the High School History Teacher truly had the qualifications to hold a position within the city’s management system.
Initially expecting some backlash from the natives for meddling in technological research and attempting to climb the human tech tree, the High School History Teacher was taken aback when Cold Moon asked several surprisingly professional questions.
For a fleeting moment, the High School History Teacher thought Cold Moon might also be a fellow time traveler from the modern world!
“High Teacher, besides continuing research on gunpowder weapons and related industries, we need to focus on increasing food production. Plus, we must quickly develop vegetable greenhouses and figure out how to plant crops without sunlight.
We are about to face war, and our food reserves will determine how long we can hold out.
So, boosting food storage is a priority in our current work; I hope you can arrange this swiftly.”
“Understood, Great King.”
The High School History Teacher sincerely replied.
“Also, I want to take you to a place.”
Lin Nan stood up and led the way, leaving the High School History Teacher somewhat puzzled.
Their meeting point was the original site where Cold Wind City began—Cold Wind Cave.
Inside the cave, besides Lin Nan’s bedroom, dining area, and reception room, lay a sizable empty space, originally meant for Little Demons to rest.
When the History Teacher arrived, not all light sources had been turned on.
Now, upon Lin Nan’s command, torches blazed, enlightening the cave. The History Teacher’s eyes were drawn to the variety of modern items starkly placed in the empty space, including a diesel engine, solar panels, and even a computer!
He was utterly astonished, looking at Lin Nan with wide-eyed shock.
“This… This…”
Lin Nan explained, “While resisting the Demon Race Emperor, we crossed over to a plane of highly developed modern civilization that closely resembles your world. So, before I left, I did my best to bring back things that could accelerate our development.
I ‘borrowed’ this computer from their national library, which has a massive hard drive packed with books.
And these…”
Lin Nan kicked a few Type 95 automatic rifles and a box of grenades left on the ground, “I initially wanted to bring back even more high-tech weapons, but they were just too big, and they require a high technological standard for maintenance. One misstep could backfire, so I had to let that go.”
Princess Witch, you’re not thinking of launching a nuclear bomb, are you?
