I Pioneered Scientific Magic - Chapter 275: Lynn: Is Ignorance Really Mine?

In the southern part of the kingdom, within Count Joyce’s domain.

The wealthy merchants and minor nobles who were jubilant and eagerly anticipating the triumphant return of Grand Duke Rickman, fully expected that the army would crush Redell the next day. However, to their surprise, Redell and his large entourage returned to wreak havoc yet again.

This time, Redell showed no mercy. He pillaged homes, cleared opposition, and after a few days of turmoil, truly occupied the entire territory.

Taking over the various towns and villages went smoothly too. The private armies of the local nobility and the resisting forces often lost their ability to resist after a few rounds of gunfire.

In the Kingdom of Hadralata, territorial claims and wars of annexation among nobles were not uncommon, and the County of the Count had experienced several conflicts before.

Regardless of which army it was, once they invaded a territory, the soldiers would invariably engage in looting, burning, and pillaging, sometimes more viciously than bandits.

So, the commoners kept their doors tightly shut, some even fled their homes…

However, they soon discovered something unusual about this particular group carrying strange long sticks. Despite ravaging the nobles who opposed them, they not only refrained from demanding anything but also intended to distribute food, silver coins, and land to them…

It was like a dream.

Yet, many persisted in believing that it was all a deception, a ploy to gather everyone in the square and then massacre them.

Rumors were dispelled a few days later when those impoverished people who boldly received the wealth and provisions were still alive and well. There was no interference from the guards with those who took the money and provisions, preparing to leave the towns.

It dawned on everyone that perhaps this wasn’t a deception after all…

Could it be that their devout prayers had touched the great Lord of Stars, Ella, prompting the dispatch of divine messengers to establish a heavenly realm on earth?

Numerous rumors spread throughout the territory. After several days of interaction and communication, the impoverished and enslaved miners in the Count’s domain gradually realized that these gun squads wielding strange long sticks with the power of fire were not from the heavens, nor were they emissaries of any deity.

They hailed from the land of wizards, a sacred land ruled purely by wizards, devoid of kings and nobles…

Wizards were undoubtedly seen as symbols of evil within the Sekas Empire.

Rumors circulated that these worshippers of dark gods, seduced by demons, abducted children, unearthed graves, spread diseases and plagues, cursing those they detested. They were an embodiment of all evil.

Old York, a member of the gun squad, faced these ignorant folk’s nonsensical chatter and sneered incessantly. “Why don’t you use your brains and think? Would devil worshippers distribute food, wealth, and land to you?”

“What have the church and nobles done for you? They only keep you toiling day in and day out in the fields and mines, rewarding you with a few hard black breads… In the end, who are the devil’s followers?”

The peasants present were all stunned. Without the grievances aired a few days ago, they would have believed all of this was a divine test, a means to enter the heavenly realm and avoid damnation in hell.

The nobles, high and mighty, believed they were chosen by the gods, blessed with noble blood, allowed to be the administrators of the earth.

“It’s different in Eyeta!” Old York proudly said, looking at the downtrodden peasants, feeling an inexplicable sense of superiority.

“There are no nobles or churches there. Most people work in workshops, and everyone can eat delicious bread and camel meat…”

Old York continued to boast about the wonders of Eyeta. Workers in those workshops could turn sand into exquisite glassware and wood into paper much whiter and more durable than parchment. Moreover, with a wave of the wizards’ hands, earth would spontaneously pile up, quickly forming a house…

“Do you still have to farm? Where does the food come from?” a peasant couldn’t help but ask loudly.

“Yes, but we’re different from you. Those alchemist lords have developed a machine that automatically cultivates the land… Just one person can plow two kilometers of land in an hour,” Old York confidently stated. Although he had never seen this machine himself, his brother’s nephew had the fortune of being among the first to experiment with it.

The onlookers exchanged glances. They thought Old York was surely exaggerating. Even ten people would find it hard to finish so much work, yet they were incredibly intrigued by the novel scenes Old York described.

The continuous questioning made Old York smirk. The land beyond the realm of wizards was indeed a wilderness, devoid of any knowledge…

“Whether you believe it or not, it’s all true!” After a pause, Old York announced another incredibly important piece of news. “Moreover, tonight, Lord Lynn said he would conduct an experiment in the territory to make the night as bright as day!”

The impoverished folk were initially perplexed about who this Lord Lynn was, but then they began discussing. Could it be a massive bonfire? Surely, they weren’t going to pluck the sun out of the sky?

When they thought of wizard experiments, they imagined something dark, eerie, perhaps reviving skeletons or drawing strange patterns on the ground to summon devils.

Considering this, most people chose to stay indoors at night. However, the curious were equally abundant. A vacant space in the Count’s domain quickly filled with people, all gazing wide-eyed at Lynn and others in the center, illuminated by torchlight.

In the light provided by the torches, they could see a pile of peculiar alchemical devices, unlike anything they had ever seen.

For this experiment, Lynn had managed to procure the latest models of generators, connecting them with fine copper wires to a rudimentary light bulb!

Since there was electricity, related electrical technologies naturally had to be showcased, and the most representative of these was undoubtedly the electric light!

Lynn had scoured the entire land of wizards but unexpectedly found an alternative to tungsten.

Tungsten was the ideal material for a light filament because of its high melting point. The filament glowed at a temperature of over 2000 degrees Celsius. At such a temperature, most metals would have melted, but tungsten’s melting point was around 3400 degrees Celsius.

Secondly, tungsten had high resistance and poor conductivity, generating more heat compared to other metals when supplied with equal electrical current.

Lastly, it had stable chemical properties and strong oxidation resistance, ensuring a long lifespan for the light bulb. With proper craftsmanship, it could last for decades.

There weren’t many metals that met these conditions and were cheap and plentiful. So Lynn had been agonizing over this for a long time until Philip reminded him to try using the hair of fire lions…

When Lynn heard this suggestion, his expression was incredibly strange. Using biological hair as a filament material? Wasn’t that a joke?

However, after the experiment, Lynn was left embarrassed. The ignorant person turned out to be himself—the peculiarities of magical creatures surpassed his imagination…

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