"Hahaha!"
Just as the scene suddenly fell silent, Chen Hong burst out laughing. He looked oddly at Hu Liena, who was just a little taller than him, and said frankly, "I thought it was something serious, but it was just this. Dad, bring out the technical blueprints I prepared yesterday."
Chen Hong called into the shop. Before long, a middle-aged man with a complicated expression emerged carrying a roll of papers and handed the scroll to Chen Hong.
Although the Technology Guild's chairman on paper was Chen Lin, Vice President of the Suotuo City Blacksmith Association, everyone knew the guild had been founded because of Chen Hong, the youngest among them.
Rustle~
Chen Hong unrolled the blueprint and glanced over it. After confirming there were no issues, he rolled it back up and casually handed it to Hu Liena.
"The scroll is fine. I wrote it myself, so don't worry about it being swapped."
"..." Hu Liena gave Chen Hong a strange look. Which side was this guy even on? Why did he look like one of their own?
He was just short of shouting, Honored sir, this way please!
"...I believe the scroll is yours." Hu Liena did not open it. First, she did not believe Chen Hong had the nerve to deceive Spirit Hall. Second, even if she looked, she would not understand it.
Now she finally understood just how viciously Chen Hong had insulted her back then. As someone who had come out of Martial Soul School, she truly knew nothing aside from cultivation.
"I'm actually curious. Why do you want blueprints instead of something else?" After the transaction was completed and the Spirit Hall group was preparing to leave, Chen Hong finally could not help asking.
At the same time, Chen Hong explained, "The technology in this set of blueprints isn't the Soul Engine I currently have. There's a slight gap in performance, and you'll need to research and overcome it yourselves. You can accept that, right? After all, our guild needs to make money too. We need a bit of a first-mover advantage."
"That isn't important." Hu Liena turned back and gently shook her head at Chen Hong. "What matters is whether you hand it over."
If he did not hand it over, it meant this boy harbored disloyal intentions. They absolutely could not invest more attention in him.
If he handed it over, it meant the boy was kind-hearted and did not keep everything for himself. They could continue to deepen their cooperation.
"Fine." Chen Hong was helpless too. He asked no further questions and could only watch helplessly as the Spirit Hall group slowly departed.
"Dad, find someone to mount this token onto the archway at our guild entrance. Let people know we have Spirit Hall's official backing."
Chen Hong tossed the Pope's Edict in his hand to Chen Lin, then returned to the inner room to take a short nap.
About half an hour later, a shop clerk suddenly came to call for Chen Hong.
"Junior Guild Master Chen... Representatives from the Balak Kingdom and the Heaven Dou Empire have arrived."
Chen Hong, who had been sleeping facedown on the table, slowly opened his eyes. His gaze took a moment to focus before he shouted at the clerk, once an apprentice blacksmith at Chen Family Ironworks, "When they come in, introduce them to our new archway. Oh, tell Dad that if they want blueprints too, we'll sell them."
The blueprints Chen Hong had prepared in advance had originally been meant for the Heaven Dou Empire. He just had not expected Spirit Hall to intercept them first. He had expected Spirit Hall to make demands, but surely not a demand so stupid that only someone thinking with their toes could come up with it!!!
"Go tell my mother how much we can sell them for and have her negotiate the price. Dad looks too spineless. We can't count on him."
The clerk: ...
"As for the Balak Kingdom, make a deal with them. We'll build roads within their kingdom. We'll provide the technology, and we'll provide the money, but we want road tax exemption rights. Also, while building the roads, we must be allowed to erect a monument beside them saying: This road was sponsored by the Technology Guild for the convenience of all travelers."
What Chen Hong had originally imagined was that Spirit Hall would sponsor them, allowing them to spread Spirit Hall's glory farther while building roads. The inscription would then read: This road was sponsored by Spirit Hall and constructed by the Technology Guild for the convenience of all travelers.
Yet Spirit Hall had asked for something with virtually no future value?
Since Spirit Hall doesn't want this excellent chance to build its reputation, then I won't be polite. I'll leave a good name for the guild everywhere. In the end, that'll help the Technology Guild spread to other places, break regional blockades, strengthen connections between regions, and promote... the unification of the continent.
(Open the door, Uncle Ming! Free trade!)
Chen Hong slowly considered it in his heart. Only after confirming that nothing had been overlooked did he send the clerk away.
After the clerk left, Chen Hong no longer had the mood to rest. Instead, he pulled out a blank sheet of paper from beneath a drawer and began drafting the Technology Guild's Theory of Technological Thinking.
(Theory of Technological Thinking was a localized theory of understanding the world. It contained philosophy of life, logic of thought, methods for understanding the world... It could help the Technology Guild's members establish a renewed understanding of this world where gods existed, discover the world, explore the world, and summarize the world.)
(The contents in parentheses were later added by Chuchu. Over a hundred words were missing from the original text.)
By the time he finished drafting Theory of Technological Thinking, the sky outside the window had already begun to darken. Chen Hong set down his pen and rubbed his somewhat tired eyes.
Chen Hong had ultimately changed many things. He had not transplanted that set of atheistic ideas into this world. Only idiots with no chance of even thinking with their toes would do something like that.
What was dialectics of thought? If a world had never seen a god, then atheism would undoubtedly be correct. But this world clearly had gods, and they were very much alive. To blindly copy someone else's ideas at such a time? Wouldn't that be falling into dogmatism? How could there be anyone so stupid in the world?
It was like some transmigration novels Chen Hong had seen in his previous life. The protagonist transmigrated to ancient times and became a plagiarist, yet copied even people's and places' names word for word. Toward such people, who only had one little head left on their entire body, Chen Hong's attitude was one of deep pity. Then he would raise his butcher's blade and chop off that little head too, so it would not offend his eyes.
The revised Theory of Technological Thinking was primarily a guiding theory intended to reshape the thinking of the Technology Guild's members and liberate their minds. It opposed no one; it was simply Thought Liberation.
"Countless later scholars believed that Theory of Technological Thinking had deviated from its original purpose, gradually evolving from a doctrine of Thought Liberation into an entirely new Divine Canon."
"As people of later generations, we would view the historical limitations of Spirit Hall with a critical eye. But if one truly put oneself in its position, how could a transcendent power that had dominated an era cast even a single glance toward the Technology Guild? Why would gods lower their gaze upon the ants crawling beneath their feet?"
"...History cannot turn back. Reality has already been decided. May the principles of technology endure forever, and may the eyes of truth forever watch over the mortal world!"
Divine Canon · Birth · Preface — written by Kong Deming
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