God of Technology: Creating the Internet in Another World-Chapter 442: The Convoy Reaches Its Final Stage

Ren didn’t think what he said was too harsh.

But the Goddess of Magic fell into silence.

Thinking about it carefully, that might actually be true.

The reason this world had stagnated might be because of these people.

Their ancestors had possessed these lands, these resources, these honors tens of thousands of years ago.

Relying on everything their ancestors left behind, they occupied most of this world’s benefits—gold, silver, copper coins, grain, horses, slaves, serfs, books, knowledge, reputation, even the right to interpret some divine matters.

It seemed like every single benefit was stacked on these people.

And what did these people need to do?

Apparently nothing.

Just hold a banquet every day, engage in some useless socializing.

Then quietly wait for disaster years, use the cruelest methods to strip away whatever land remained in other people’s hands.

Then continue holding banquets every day.

Now, their ambitions had grown even larger. Even with all that, they still weren’t satisfied, otherwise they wouldn’t have ended up in their current predicament...

Looking at those laborers who worked hard—whether people who actually did the work or those operators—they gave countless hours of hard work and labor. By age thirty they looked like nobles in their fifties or sixties, and very few lived to forty.

And them?

Even a full meal was a luxury.

Every Frigid Moon, who knows how many people starved to death, froze to death...

Weren’t they pitiful?

Looking back at places where magic-tech industrialization had been completed, ordinary people could now have decent jobs.

Human labor was becoming more and more important. Some people spontaneously started treating slaves better, using money to incentivize them to work better.

They no longer needed to worry about food.

Everything seemed to be developing in a good direction.

Indeed!

Whether the Church of Technology controlled this land or not wasn’t important. What was important was that this land couldn’t continue to be controlled by those landed nobles!

The times needed to change, and land ownership was one of the core obstacles to the era’s development.

"You’ve figured it out?" Ren said with a smile.

"Yes, I suddenly understand why in the past tens of thousands of years this world hasn’t changed at all, but after you came here, in barely a year’s time, the entire world has undergone earth-shattering changes." The Goddess of Magic couldn’t help but sigh.

"No, even for me, under normal circumstances, changing this world would take a very, very long time. It definitely wouldn’t be this easy."

But Ren shook his head. "I think the reason this world is changing so fast is because this world has been craving change for a long time."

"It just lacked that one catalyst."

Could this world develop this fast because of him, the God of Technology?

Even if he bestowed everything, building a technological era from nothing would require one five-year period after another to accomplish.

Was it because magic power existed as an endless energy source, so the process was greatly accelerated?

Ren felt that wasn’t quite right either.

Technology was important, thinking patterns were also important, and energy was the core of everything. But if it was just these things, there was no way such massive change could happen in just one short year.

The only explanation for this was that this world actually craved change too.

They were just following the world’s trend.

Time passed day by day like this.

In the blink of an eye, the weather had become incredibly cold. The entire Kingdom of Dawn was covered in silver everywhere.

Roster’s convoy had crossed the entire Gray Fort Empire and arrived at the City-State Alliance.

"Got to say, the Gray Fort Empire really lives up to being humanity’s number one great nation."

The convoy leader couldn’t help but sigh into the livestream. "Besides Viscount Roster’s territory where the driving was pretty comfortable, only the Gray Fort Empire is this comfortable!"

"Starting from the southern territory of the Kingdom of Dawn, entering the northern territory of the Gray Fort Empire, passing through the mountain lands, the gulf lands, entering the Holy Spirit Plains, arriving at the capital, then entering the Marsh Duchy, crossing countless rivers, passing through the forest of hills, entering the empire’s southern territory, finally arriving at the City-State Alliance..."

"Along this route, we’ve gone through who knows how many different types of terrain, crossed who knows how many dangers. The entire journey is even longer than going halfway around the Kingdom of Dawn."

"But all along the way, there were decent roads."

"Although they’re not as comfortable as those roads made with that special material in Roster territory, they still feel way better than anywhere else."

"These roads strengthened by magicians can last for a very long time. I can even imagine the scene of countless goods being transported through these roads in the future."

"I’m talking about magic-powered trucks!"

The convoy leader really wasn’t just flattering.

He genuinely felt this way.

From the moment they left the southern territory of Dawn, passed through the pass, and entered Gray Fort territory, he’d experienced many, many different terrains and landscapes—hills, basins, swamps, river bends, plains...

But no matter what area they entered, there was always this road that magicians had reinforced.

This road was very smooth and the experience was quite comfortable.

The overall feel was way better than those other territories they’d passed through!

The audience in the livestream could see this too.

Right away, quite a few people in the chat voiced their agreement.

"Even though I don’t want to admit it, the Gray Fort Empire is really strong."

"I never thought you could have a road like this across different terrains. Even that gulf land with countless bays, that marsh land with countless swamps—they managed to connect it all with bridges and regular roads."

"Actually, these roads were all built in a hurry after the convoy set out. They just wanted to show off the great nation’s strength. Otherwise, if it was way worse than Viscount Roster’s territory, wouldn’t that be really embarrassing? Think about the planning."

"Doesn’t that just prove the Gray Fort Empire is even more badass? If they built it all beforehand, that just proves the Gray Fort Empire has strong national power. But if this was all built in a rush over the past few dozen days, that’s a completely different situation."

"How many magicians would you need to mobilize to pull something like this off!?"

"It’s the Gray Fort Empire—just the number of magicians alone is beyond our imagination. Plus, they can actually order magicians to build roads. In our country, we practically worship every single magician!"

"..."

The Emperor of the Gray Fort Empire watched this livestream, his face showing a deep smile.

Their effort this time was clearly very effective.

Even though they’d mobilized almost every magician in the country and spent countless funds to build this road.

They’d let people understand the Gray Fort Empire’s strength—even after being affected by the Church of the God of War, they hadn’t declined much. They were still the strongest empire in this world.

Besides that, there were other benefits too.