I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

As Xiao Wang gradually recalled the traffic manual he had learned in the crash course, his mood gradually calmed down. Looking at the highway rising into the air in front of him, excitement and curiosity overwhelmed his fear.

Previously, because the White Lotus King Luo Hao was extremely disgusted with modern industry, he not only prohibited any signs of independent industrial development, but also destroyed some related schools, so that apart from the concessions and Hong Kong, few residents had access to modern products such as electricity and automobiles.

As the first batch of logistics personnel selected for training, they were actually the first to come into contact with these "steel beasts." The experienced drivers in front of them seemed to be chatting and laughing, but in reality, they had only graduated from the crash course two months earlier than them.

Luo Hao's influence on the public was so profound that Li Lin had to resort to the secret teachings of the "Lantern Image" technique to instill the corresponding knowledge into the minds of the trainees. Although these logistics personnel knew nothing about the principles, they at least knew how to operate the vehicles and how to control them to complete their work...

This was a relatively mild transformation, which was described by the common people as a divine gift, a "dream of the rich and the poor," and their understanding of these machines did not change anything.

Whether it's called a car or a wooden ox and flowing horse, it's just a different name. As long as it achieves the desired effect, there's no problem at all.

As for the subsequent analysis of the principles and further inventions, that was not something that could be solved by one generation. Under the command and dispatch of the Bronze City, schools sprang up like mushrooms after rain on the land to educate the next generation.

This transformation is initially expected to take three to eight years, by which time the next generation of Tang people with genuine thinking abilities will enter society.

“I’m thinking, why don’t we just bring the Southern European Union to join you?” Tony said to Li Lin.

Li Lin: "That's acceptable (approved)."

The magic lamps overhead, a fusion of mysticism and industrial production, burned brightly like a warm sun.

[Miscellaneous items: Ordinary magic lamp]

[Nature/Appearance: Lamp, Casting]

It's just an ordinary lamp, but it holds great significance. A practical apprentice can learn new techniques from it.

Some things exist that modern theories refuse to acknowledge, but new technologies make us question what is real.

"Unfortunately, even if I agree, Andrei won't just give in like that." Tony clicked his tongue regretfully. "Why don't you just fight me and let them see?"

"You can't beat me," Li Lin said casually.

"......Too."

Tony, keenly aware of the subtle signs, understood that the industrial system standards currently being implemented in Bronze City were simply the original set.

The continent as a whole is two hundred years behind the world. How long would it take to catch up? Even with the support of the Southern European Union, the effort required would be enough to exhaust ten lifetimes.

Instead of wasting generations of manpower on catching up, it's better to take a shortcut and overtake from the very beginning!

This world is full of mysteries—these things, which have not yet been explained by modern theories, are actually objective existences in this universe, just like the Astral Realm.

If that's the case, why not combine modern industry with the mystical to create a magical industrial system that suits this world?

Therefore, the standards that the Tang Dynasty is currently promoting among the people are actually being prepared for future upgrades.

The moment when "Immortal Punk" is truly completed is when Li Lin mobilizes the entire nation to attack the Star Netherworld and twists the heads off all those old bastards in the Netherworld.

......

"what is this?"

The Black Prince stood on the plain, looking at the towering, tower-like buildings in the city. Familiar magical rings were spreading outwards from the tower, enveloping the city before him.

With each city as its hub, it seems as if a floating highway, like something out of a near-future legend, stretches out in layers, passing over towering mountains and reaching an unknown distance.

A large number of heavy-duty vans travel on the lowest road, the middle road is used for civilian purposes, and the highest road is used for emergency mobilization.

One after another, streaks of light, like shooting stars, streaked across the sky above the city.

It's not said that the overall living standards in Qing China were two hundred years behind those of the outside world.

Oh, I see. It means that the mainland embarked on a different path of development two hundred years ago. Never mind then.

"This should be the 'Sage Punk' mentioned in the intelligence report."

An elegant baritone voice came from not far away, and the figure of Hades John Pluto gradually emerged from the darkness. Unlike the Black Prince, who had infiltrated with an elite squad, he came alone.

"Immortal Punk?" The Black Prince chewed on the difficult-to-understand words, then turned to look at his followers, all of whom looked on with blankness in their eyes.

"...In short, whether it's steampunk, cultivation punk, or atomic punk—"

Alexander stared at the city towers encircling the city in the distance, and said through gritted teeth, "The changes in Qing China are more dramatic than we imagined. It is clear that they are adopting a development approach that combines mystery and modern science to achieve a leapfrog development."

“Their development speed has far exceeded our imagination,” John Pruto interjected. “Although Donghuang is a madman, his decisions are as precise as a scalpel.”

"Shall we go into the city and take a look?"

Within the Black Prince's group, someone tentatively raised a question.

“No.” Alexander refused sharply, his expression darkening. “Have you forgotten about those agents and intelligence personnel?”

Donghuang must possess some kind of peculiar mind control skill, and those strange towers are very likely the control towers he uses to brainwash people.

The more Alexander looked at the buildings encircling the circle, the more they reminded him of the "mind control tower" from a certain video game.

After a quick thought, Alexander looked at the elite squad he had brought with him: "You go and make contact with the Council of Sages. As for this city... Mr. John Prutto will come in with me."

Let's also carry on the fine traditions of our ancestors and see if we can get something from them.

If two demon kings simultaneously invade an unguarded city, wouldn't that be a piece of cake?

Standing on the other side, Hades John Pluto said nothing, only nodded enigmatically, seemingly having no objection to the proposal of the Black Prince Alexander.

......

At the same time, Li Lin returned to his chair with a glass of soda and saw a cluster of shimmering lights gathered on the edge of the city called Changshan on the dark green table.

Li Lin examined it for a while, then his face was full of disbelief.

"What happened?"

Tony, sporting messy blond hair, walked in through the door, carrying a bucket of Original Recipe Chicken.

This Sword King is showing signs of being fattened up.

"How could someone be hiding in the bushes with full map vision?" Li Lin looked incredulous and casually took a fried chicken from Tony's bucket.

"Judging from your appearance, has someone intruded? If you want to fight, take me with you!"

Tony keenly sensed that Li Lin seemed to be about to do something, and then became excited.

379 SSR!

The deeper they went, the more grim the Black Prince's expression became; this city was not simply a Frankenstein's monster.

In the eyes of Alexander, who established the Royal Factory, every detail told him that this was a city that had embarked on a completely different development path.

This means that if they want to steal technology, they can't just steal anything and reverse engineer it.

"Do you see anything?"

The somewhat distorted voice of Hades John Pluto came from not far away. The Black Prince turned his head and could only see a blurry figure, which seemed to disappear into the wind if he was not careful.

—The power [Invisible Regeneration], usurped from the 46th seat of the 72 Demons of Solomon, Count Bephrons. This power can blur the shape of objects; if a city is targeted, it can be turned into a mirage. Surprisingly useful in this kind of illegal intrusion.

Hmph, what a convenient power.

The Black Prince's eyes dimmed slightly. After confirming that the spell used to conceal his figure had not been seen through, he paused with his cane and carefully considered his words.

"This is probably drawing power from the Star Realm."

What he didn't say was that the city was like a nail, driven into the mortal realm and the underworld by that tower, and if anyone were in the underworld, they would surely see these brilliantly burning torches.

Donghuang not only wanted to be the emperor of the present world, but he also wanted to expand his territory in the Netherworld.

Seeing the pensive John Pluto, the Black Prince turned around, raised his cane, and pointed to the passing "pedestrians."

Those were "golems" cast in metal. A phantom projection entered through the eyes of these golems, and then they began to function, work, and produce like normal people.

They might actually be lying at home, but the projection allows them to work in the city without leaving their homes, achieving ten or even a hundred times greater productivity than before.

"This is truly...unbelievable."

Hades John Pluto surveyed his surroundings, things that seemed to appear in a future story, and let out an incredulous sigh.

"So where are we going next?"

“This is Tang’s royal land. Any rash destruction will surely attract the attention of the Eastern Emperor.” Completely unaware that he had already been exposed, the Black Prince continued to act as a strategist, speaking eloquently. “Let’s go to the factory.”

But the problem now is that they don't know where the factory is.

Wandering aimlessly will only lead to nothing.

"As for how to find the target, it's very simple." The Black Prince turned around, leaning on his cane, and snapped his fingers in a certain direction. He saw a pale-skinned, lifeless-eyed young man walk towards them and stand obediently to the side without saying a word.

"Spell."

Pluto, the god of the underworld, nodded: "That is indeed a good method."

She was not proficient in sorcery, but the Black Prince Alexander was the opposite. Apart from the powers he possessed, he was the most proficient in sorcery among the existing demon kings.

The dead-eyed youth in front of him, whose mind was being manipulated by the bewitching spell, seemed completely unable to see through the protective layer used by the two demon kings to conceal themselves. He just stood by the roadside, pacing back and forth in confusion.

“What’s going on?” John Prutto frowned slightly beneath his mask. “This will expose our identities.”

“He can’t see us,” the Black Prince said casually, then reached out and placed his hand on the young man’s shoulder.

"Now he can see."

The dead-fish-eyed youth narrowed his eyes slightly, and after examining Hades and the Black Prince for a while, he nodded slightly: "Welcome to Changshan, gentlemen. Are you here to catch jellyfish?"

What does this have to do with jellyfish catching?

The two god-slayers exchanged a bewildered glance.