And there is the Fire Dragon Alliance. Why can the capital city of Kerge enjoy hydroelectric power generation? Why are there only a few large power stations near Kerge?
She had never paid attention to these things when she was at the scene. It was only after browsing the information that she figured it out. It turned out that it was also based on archaeology... The Fire Dragon Alliance could not replicate the relevant technology. After the power station was blown up, they could only copy other cities and add many small power stations in various parts of the city.
This is not abnormal; on the contrary, it is in line with historical laws.
An unstable civilization is bound to encounter this situation on its development path, just like the inheritance of the compass on Earth has been cut off four times and invented four times - of course too much wisdom has been wasted in the meantime, but it also shows that as long as a technology is a rigid need of civilization, it will be recreated no matter how many times it is cut off.
However, it is not rigorous enough to say that Namibia has entered the electrical age.
At least at first it was very reluctant, electricity was a luxury and very unstable. The period of time that Walnut mentioned should be like the time before a certain "king of invention" tinkered with a really useful light bulb, when it was inconvenient to use electric lighting.
One could guess this from her description: Hitzfeld didn't know much about inventions, but she had at least heard some common sense and knew that metal wire was not suitable for making wicks for light bulbs.
What did Edison use to succeed? Bamboo? Or cotton thread?
I don’t understand - and it doesn’t matter anymore, because judging from the current scale of electric lighting and lighting efficiency, the wick problem has been solved in the past.
I just don't know who is the person who solved this problem, whether it is Rafa Pisis.
Hitzfeld tried to recall all the previous recipients of the Gold Medal, but he seemed to have no memory of any winner with that name.
"And then that incident happened not long after." Walnut lowered his voice, "More and more weird people started to appear in the town... They said weird things and danced weird things, and tried to get more people to join them."
"Didn't he take you out of there?" Hitzfeld asked.
"The police have blocked off the entire town." Pinocchio curled his lips. "That's a highly contagious curse. They won't let anyone go."
Hitzfeld didn't say anything. She really didn't know what to say at this moment.
"It's okay, Kurumi doesn't blame Shadow Lion." Kurumi comforted her instead, "This is the right thing to do... I can understand it, but too many things happened in the middle, and Mr. Pisis didn't have to die."
"What did you do?"
"In the beginning, some people organized themselves to fight against those weirdos." Walnut described, "They wanted to nominate a leader to negotiate with Shadow Lion. Originally, they couldn't choose Mr. Pisis, so they wanted a real local talent. But the leaders they nominated several times before all rebelled..."
"Rebellion?"
"They joined the weirdo community and started spreading curses with them."
"So Rafa Pisis became the leader and he was infected too?"
"No."
"No?"
"Mr. Pisis has a strong will. He is one of the few people who can support and resist them." Walnut nodded. "Under his leadership, we won several battles... Although many people turned into wooden sculptures on the spot, we still have a chance to meet up with the police."
"There was a chance... so you didn't succeed in the end."
"Yes, because someone leaked the plan to the evil organization."
As Walnut continued to explain, Hitzfeld gradually understood the whole context of the incident.
That should be a small team spontaneously formed by nearby townspeople, with nearly a hundred people, and the young and strong combat force is estimated to account for less than one-third.
The evil god had come, and the situation did not allow them to care too much. According to the information she had read, the order in Blackwood Town had collapsed several times at that time, and the breakout operation organized by Rafa Pisis should have been at the point of one of the collapses.
At that time... Mrs. Glee temporarily lost control of the town. Due to the lack of information exchange, the townspeople didn't know whether order could be restored, so of course they had to find a way to save themselves.
They were successful at one point - although Rafa Pisis was usually taciturn, he was very reliable at the time. He stepped forward to lead the combat team to fight the evildoers, escorting most of the people through three streets controlled by those bastards, and then he couldn't hold on when passing the fourth street, and his body turned into a wooden sculpture on the street.
The remaining people only needed to continue moving forward as planned to meet up with Shadow Lion's team, but some of them, perhaps frightened and collapsed, actually gave up hope and asked the team to turn back and surrender to the evil followers.
This was the most ridiculous story Hitzfeld had ever heard - how many evil followers were there in Blackwood Town at that time? Most of them were completely bewitched lunatics. Was there any point in surrendering to a lunatic?
The team fell into division and infighting due to the two opinions. They were caught up by the evildoers, and in the end only a small number of people including Walnut survived.
"Someone left traces on purpose, otherwise those things wouldn't chase so fast."
The voice of the puppet echoed in the carriage, "I survived and saw with my own eyes how noble people sacrificed themselves. I also tried my best to experience how miserable the remaining people were after their death."
"Walnut is not a noble person. What Mr. Pisis could do, Walnut couldn't do at the time, so Walnut didn't escape in the end... I have no complaints about this ending."
"Kumi is very lucky to have the opportunity to meet the body owner in this form."
After the story was told, there was no movement in the carriage for a long time.
Hitzfeld thought about it and confirmed that his previous guess was mostly correct, that is, the servant was indeed suddenly sentimental because of his first employer.
"You think he could have stayed out of it?"
"……Um."
"Are you afraid that I will be like him, pushing myself too hard, and then when I die I will leave behind a bunch of so-called mediocre people... Do you hate them? Do you look down on them?"
"I just--"
"The fact that you think this means things won't be that bad."
A hand in a black silk glove fell on Pinocchio's hat and pressed it a few times on her head through the fur hat.
"You just said you 'couldn't do it then', can you do it now?"
"Of course!" Kurumi clenched his fist, "Kurumi is a puppet now! I won't be afraid of those curses anymore!"
"That's enough."
Hitzfeld raised an eyebrow at her.
"That's the most precious thing Rafa Pisis left you, and then you can try to leave it to others."
“…Isn’t that how we survive?”
Hu Tao was stunned and stared in silence for a long time.
The carriage began to slow down.
"We have arrived at Laining Road——"
The driver's shouting came from outside.
"Laining Road Knight Academy!"
"Here we are."
Hitzfeld shifted his body so that he could prepare to get out of the car.
After all, it was winter and the temperature was too low. I had to sit in the car in one position and feel a tingling sensation every time I moved my legs and feet.
"Body Master!"
Walnut suddenly called her.
"I... I mean... if what I did was actually more..."
"No more."
"Don't dwell on what's already happened, okay? Come on, we still have a lot of work to do."
The car had stopped, and Hitzfeld forcibly pulled her out, paid the fare, and dragged her across the street.
This is actually not difficult to guess.
Because it's too obvious.
Walnut never specifically mentions her father in that story.
Chapter 65: Complementarity
When the two walked into the school gate, two pairs of eyes were staring at them from behind the window of a restaurant on the side where they got off the car.
"This is very incomprehensible behavior." Darente commented after swallowing a mouthful of blueberry jam. "The place they are in is right next to the Flo Street Terminal. Can't they just take a bus there? Why go to so much trouble to hire a horse-drawn carriage?"
"You don't understand." Ethan's eyes never left Hitzfeld. He stared at the door motionlessly until the girl could no longer see him.
"The new era and new things are indeed good things, but some people cannot accept them. For example, if Kuroki City wants to popularize buses now, what will happen to the business of those drivers?"
"?" A big question mark appeared on Darent's forehead. "So what you mean is that what she did was actually meaningful. She was indirectly helping those drivers."
"of course."
"But that's not what you said last time I called for a carriage."
"You're not Hitzfeld, you definitely don't think that deeply."
What kind of bullshit logic is this? Should the difference in treatment be so obvious?
Darent shut his mouth angrily and decided not to communicate with Ethan Doyle for at least two days.
"But you're right about one thing. Their sudden behavior is very abnormal..." Ethan didn't take it seriously, and focused on the case. "Given her current mental state... there should be something abnormal here."
"I don't think there's anything unusual." Darent still couldn't help but sing the opposite tune, "Isn't Ashley here? Aisuen hasn't come to see her once since she came here to study. I don't think there's anything wrong with her coming this time."
"Ashley is capable of protecting herself." Ethan looked at him in surprise. "If in the current Blackwood City, she would need her parents to watch her go to the Knight Academy, then this place would really be doomed!"
"Okay, okay..." Darent spread his hands, sneezed in the process, then rolled up his sleeves and filled the tea for both men.
I've been running around outside recently, and the winter wind is blowing too much. Mu Ren's lungs are still made of flesh and blood, so it's natural that he would catch a little cold.
"So what exactly are you doubting about...?"
"I..." Ethan frowned, "I suspect she bought those materials herself."
"Puff——" Darent spat out a mouthful of tea.
"Have you read too many novels?"
"I'm serious!" Ethan said in a very serious tone, "You've lived for so long, Maps, have you never seen similar examples? Because the emotional model changes drastically, the inner world is torn into multiple parts. Haven't you seen many such examples?"
“A lot,” Darent admitted. “But I… I don’t think that would happen to her.”
Hitzfeld was different, and he believed he was not the only one who thought so.
As I said: There have been so many God Devourers throughout the ages, and that thing is not particularly rare, but is there anyone who can carry the real evil god's organ and the blood of the Sun King at the same time like her?
No, not one! So of course she was special. He guessed that was why both the Treemen and the royal family treated her differently.
Otherwise, what does it matter if a detective solves many cases? How much is it worth? What is its value?
The real world is very cold, and his understanding may be a little lacking in humanity, but he feels that this is the reality.
"Have you been with her for too long and trusted her too much, or have you been rusted physically and mentally by the treatment?" Ethan's voice suddenly rose. "You are so irresponsible! This is shameful!!!"
"..." Darent wanted to refute at first, but he quickly understood why Ethan was scolding him like that.
Trust in companions is necessary, but excessive trust will become a burden - he also understands this.
Everyone has trusted their parents unconditionally, believing that they are the greatest people, supermen, and can do anything.
Similarly, the true maturity of most people may come from their discovery that this is not the case: the parents who were once regarded as superhumans also have things they cannot do, and they are just ordinary people.
"Of course we can trust her, as always, but we must have a plan!" Ethan tapped the table vigorously, "I don't care how the library restricts you, this is the basic quality of a Shadow Lion agent!"
If it weren't for the fact that the two actually belonged to two different systems, he would have beaten someone up by now.
"I admit that I don't think as much as you do, and I'm not as comprehensive as you, but that's just because I'm more optimistic." Darent propped up his chin and looked at him, "You just think this might be another Lilith-Gree..."
"Shut up!!!"
"Okay, let's not talk about this." Darent raised his hands in surrender, "Let's change the subject. She doesn't act like that, does she?"
"You said she bought the materials herself, but according to our current investigation, their source should be related to several noble merchants... You also know who the source behind them is. Those people have coveted her toys for a long time, so..."
He gestured: "Do you think she will cooperate with them?"
He didn't think Hitzfeld was that kind of person.
"If she is able to travel secretly without telling our informants, then it is very possible." Ethan shook his head. "It depends on how we cooperate. Maybe she is just writing a blank check."
"Why don't we discuss why she came here?" Darent took another sip of water. "I vote for 'Waterhole'... What do you think?"
Ethan had a dark face and ignored him.
Darent sneezed again, and happily ordered another serving of blueberry jam. He spread the jam on the cake and continued his analysis while eating.
"Look...what the big guy said involved Ashley, and Ashley happened to go back yesterday. Do you think she would learn about this from her?"
"This has nothing to do with her." Ethan insisted, "No one died, nothing happened... It's not even a case!"
"Yes, yes!" Darent obeyed him first, then changed the subject, "But we don't know what she has been doing during this period, right?"
"Just like those materials, there are all kinds of things... The Dream Corridor can't figure out what she is going to tinker with. Maybe her research is related to the 'Water Pool'?"
“…” Ethan still didn’t respond, but his expression looked much better.
Because what Darent said makes sense, it is possible.
