Chapter 265: The Era of Technology

Kaelen reinforced the teleportation array between the Western continent and the Southern continent, then moved between the continents to create anchor points connecting with each other.

He expanded the coverage area, increased the number of people entering the array, and changed the usage limit from limited to unlimited.

The four arrays immediately became a diamond-shaped transit station. These arrays were assigned to the people in charge in the continent halves to manage. Wanting to use them only required buying a ticket.

However, this array had to be used for pure purposes. If used for war purposes, the person stepping in would be struck into ashes.

"The four continents have been connected to each other, you can use your own feet to travel back and forth now."

Kaelen said to them. His implication was that without urgent matters, they should drag their own bodies to walk, not relying on the array. Everyone naturally understood this clearly, strictly obeying the order.

Sane instructed the ten thousand Crimson warriors, telling them to stay behind to help the Western continent recover. Besides, he also told Zale to send people to cooperate with the continent halves, opening unhindered traffic routes across the entire continent.

The Beastman continent already had a sea, salt was no longer a rare commodity. The seafood catching profession also gradually developed.

The thing making Kaelen wonder was that after the two of them returned to Crimson, Leonardo came to ask for a meeting. He told the two of them about his strange experience.

His soul had gone to a strange world, staying in that world for a full one hundred years.

In that world, beastmen became the cheapest race, becoming a race unable to step out into the light. If beastmen accidentally revealed their identity, they were either killed or became slaves.

The place he went to had much more abundant races than the Beastman world. Over there were humans, Elves, Dwarves, Goblins, even Dragons. The culture naturally was also more diverse than the Beastman Continent, but regarding civilization, it was not as developed.

"I ran away for a full one hundred years of my life." Leonardo said bitterly: "I hid in underground sewers for a full hundred years, witnessing my own kind either being killed or becoming slaves. Even the underground world below the earth did not welcome us.

Beastmen in that world were a cursed race, everyone considered them bad luck. Except for those needing free labor and those having special hobbies, no one wanted to see them at all.

I have heard the story about Rokley already. Lord Priest, you have also met them, right? Otherwise, why could you write about Rokley’s life so authentically?"

Leonardo covered his face, sobbing aloud. Kaelen and Sane finally understood where the withered, sorrowful feeling appearing on Leonardo came from. He had gone to the Great World, becoming a part of the travelogue Rokley’s Adventures.

The two of them suddenly did not want to merge the Beastman Continent into the Great World anymore. Leaving the Great World missing a piece was also nothing bad.

Leonardo tearfully said: "Are you two truly Deities? Then can you save them? Can you let them live in the light, get to eat a full meal, get to sleep a good sleep without fearing being killed or captured as slaves anymore?"

Kaelen clenched his fists tightly. Sane placed his hand on Leonardo’s shoulder, affirming: "We will!"

Leonardo trembled and knelt down, kowtowing forcefully before the two of them.

Two years later, along with the appearance of copper and rubber mines, the first hydroelectric plant on the Beastman continent was born.

Originally, magic stones and magic cores could be used to create an electrical grid, but Kaelen thought that if they were to not depend on magic, they must not depend on it thoroughly. One day, if magic suddenly disappeared, would the Beastman world return to the Primordial era?

Therefore, he along with everyone researched the hydroelectric system.

The chosen location was the large waterfall right at the upstream. No longer having to pile stones or mix mud like the early reclamation period, the tribe’s construction team under a painstaking research process thoroughly utilized reinforced concrete technology.

A giant dam stood towering, the dam foundation plunging deep into the bedrock, the dam body cast from tens of thousands of solid concrete blocks encasing ultra-hard solid steel shafts forged from the blast furnace. This project was as solid as a monolith, easily withstanding the pressure of millions of cubic meters of water rolling down without shaking in the slightest.

Inside the plant complex, the turbine system made from rust-resistant alloy steel was cast accurately to every millimeter. When Sane forcefully pulled the giant lever from the control room, the discharge gate burst open. The fierce water current roared rushing down, pushing the steel turbine blades making the turbine shaft spin at a dizzying speed.

Kinetic energy transmitted through the exquisite gear system, dragging the giant generator into operation. The large-core copper wire coils wrapped in safe insulating rubber began to spark bright blue sparks. The invisible electric current followed the spreading power cable network, clinging to the reinforced concrete power poles heading straight to the tribe’s center.

Click.

A brilliant, blinding white light flared up from the lamp cluster hanging in the middle of Crimson square, completely dispelling the darkness. Not needing a drop of magic power, not needing crystal stones or fire, this light was still stable and radiated brilliantly. The cubs stared in astonishment, the youngest baby Oliver curiously stuck out his claws intending to climb the power pole to gnaw on the lightbulb but was immediately grabbed tightly by his tail and dragged back by Finnick.

The 220V electric current did not cause a thick-skinned meaty race like Beastmen to die, but getting injured was a certainty. Furthermore, if getting injured while up high, the person falling to the ground would die stiffly without a doubt. Did one not see the power line assembly workers and all citizens on the continent had been taught a ’power grid safety’ course?

Standing on the tempered glass-lined observation deck of the plant, Kaelen smiled and leaned on Sane’s shoulder, contentedly watching the electric current spread throughout Crimson, officially pulling the Beastman continent straight into the industrialization era.

Electricity was not eternal energy, so, wanting to have electricity required buying it. But the problem arrived right here. Because the initial electricity purchasing amount was the same, all sharing a fixed price level, everyone completely lacked the concept of saving electricity.

They often compared with each other, if one house had not turned off the electricity, the whole tribe adamantly refused to turn off the electricity. Spending the same money to buy electricity, why could that house use more while my house could not?

Therefore, before successfully researching the electricity meter, Sane set a curfew order, at ten o’clock every night the power plant would cut the power source. Besides, during the day the patrol team would go to every house to check. In summer from six in the morning to before six in the evening, in winter from seven in the morning to before five in the evening, whichever house still left the lightbulbs brightly lit, they would immediately record it in the ledger. Whichever house violated more than three times in a month would be banned from using electricity for half a year.

This punishment had an immediate effect. Having originally experienced the electric light, switching back to oil lamps and candles was truly hard to bear. In addition, the Chief had said later the tribe would make many convenient items utilizing electricity; if just because of not obeying the rules one could not use them, one feared it would be a huge loss!

However, if cutting the electricity at ten in the evening, it would cut the entire public electricity in the tribe, therefore Kaelen thought of a way to divide the main circuit breaker into many small circuit breakers. The local power outage problem was solved.

After electricity was known by many people, neighboring tribes also competed to come ask to buy electricity. However, Kaelen was not in a hurry to sell, because they could limit the electricity consumption amount in their own tribe but could not manage other tribes.

Kaelen and the research team were up to their necks in work for three whole months without any results. Ultimately, it was still Edward who used a fifty-year-old wild ginseng root to exchange for three electricity meters, along with various electronic microchips from the Modern dimension, bringing them back for them to dismantle and research.

A month later, besides the electricity meter, the research team also successfully made household electrical appliances, electronic clocks, water meters,...

Five years later, the Beastman Continent had unified into one. Under Kaelen and Sane’s promotion, the Beastman Continent had stepped into the Science and Technology Civilization.

First were the traffic routes, having road traffic and water traffic.

Second was electricity. The power grid had covered the entire continent. Whichever tribes were too remote and isolated were also dragged entirely out by the provisional government, living an abundant life.

Third was telephone signals. Although their level still had not reached video calling technology, at least they could communicate by voice. According to what Kaelen said, as long as your money was enough, you wanting to stand at the South pole to call someone at the North pole was also fine.

Fourth were vehicles and ships. Vehicles here were bicycles, motorcycles, and various cars. Ships here were ships and trains.

As for airplanes, forgive Kaelen for not being talented enough to manufacture airplanes yet. Furthermore, Edward’s system did not allow exchanging this item, so aerial transportation now still relied on the Avian clan.

Fifth, the radio and television broadcasting system. Although the technology was still crude, at least there was an additional thing helping the masses’ culture reach a new height.

Theater actors were no longer afraid of readers jumping onto the stage to ’beat them up’ right on the spot anymore. They had a private film studio, comfortably expressing their roles. If playing a role so hateful that they feared walking on the street and having a sack thrown over them by people, they could just cover their faces tightly, hiring a few more bodyguards to protect them and it was done.

Finally was extremely good news for Kaelen’s family.

After five years of waiting, Edward had finally found enough materials to reconstruct his body.