Magical creations are difficult to copy, but creations of mortal wisdom can.

Since castles and blast furnaces are essentially the creations of mortal craftsmen.

It is not difficult to imagine that in the future, Demacians will build this steel city called the "Industrial Zone" in front of them like a castle in every part of the Kingdom of Demacia.

There will be countless such majestic iron-making blast furnaces standing in this vast land.

Demacia will become a true "furnace town". Their territory will be filled with inexhaustible rivers of molten iron, making the price of iron unimaginably cheap.

This emerging industry will create a large number of jobs, and these jobs, which represent a better life, will continue to attract Freljordians southward like the tempting wheat bread.

Tryndamere couldn't think of how to stop such an enemy.

Because his enemy is not people at all, but the torrent of history, the wave of the times, and the storm of change.

"" Tryndamere stood there stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Lux noticed something strange about him.

"I" he suddenly came back to his senses.

Facing Lax's innocent and concerned gaze, Tryndamere hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but asked tentatively: "Miss Laxana, this industrial area is simply like the legendary furnace town of Ornn."

"I have never seen so much iron. If there is so much iron that can be used, will all Freljord people be able to come here as blacksmiths in the future?"

Of course Tryndamere knew that Demacia could not allow millions of Freljordians on the ice sheet to work as blacksmiths.

There is always an upper limit to market demand. No matter how large this emerging steel industry is, it cannot be so large that it requires millions of blacksmiths.

What's more, Demacians themselves also need jobs.

He speculated that Demacia is now so proactive in recruiting Freljord furnace owners because of the shortage of professional talents. In the future, Demacia will definitely give priority to training its own people to be blacksmiths, rather than endlessly recruiting Freljord.

German immigration.

That's why Tryndamere deliberately pretended to be stupid, trying to get a rough figure out of Lux's mouth to see how many manpower the Demacians planned to absorb from the Freljord in the future.

He wanted to know how many ice tribes Demacia could poach, how strong this attack would be, and whether Ashe and her Avarosan Alliance could withstand it.

"Will all Freljordians have the opportunity to come here as blacksmiths in the future?" Faced with Tryndamere's question, Lux did not answer directly.

She just looked at the "silly big man" in front of her thoughtfully, and asked a little curiously: "Tryndamere, why do you suddenly ask that?"

"Well" Teda Milton was a little nervous.

He thought that this aristocratic girl, who looked young but was actually shrewd and capable, had discovered something fishy about herself.

So he had no choice but to explain: "Miss, I just think life here is very good."

"So I have been thinking, it would be great if all Freljordians could come to work in Demacia and live a life of bread every day."

"This" Lux's eyes lit up when she heard it.

She suddenly looked over unexpectedly and full of admiration, and even her original look of looking at the rice bowl was completely gone.

"Tryndamere, it's great that you think so." Lux said in a very pleased tone.

In the eyes of the Freljord people, there is almost no concept of country or nation, only tribes. They have always been indifferent to people outside the tribe, and regard them as potential opponents or even prey.

But Tryndamere's own good life is not enough. He also hopes that all Freljord compatriots, except his own tribe, can live such a good life.

This level of thinking is already quite advanced for an iceman.

"I look forward to your next progress." Lark praised Tryndamere without hesitation.

Then she replied: "No, of course we can't let all the Freljordians work as blacksmiths."

"Right now, our machinery factories have insufficient production capacity, so we need craftsmen to help absorb the steel production capacity. When the next batch of machinery factories assisted by Zuan are built, we won't need so many blacksmiths."

"Oh?" Tryndamere was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Machinery shop, what is that? He doesn't know.

But he could vaguely hear that this seemed to be something that could replace a large number of blacksmiths.

Just like the iron-making blast furnace, a small manual furnace can replace thousands of blacksmiths.

Doesn't that mean that these Freljord furnace owners who moved to Mithril City will collectively lose their jobs sooner or later?

Will Demacia's immigration door be closed to the Freljordians sooner or later?

This is not good news for most ice people. But it is good news for the Avarosa Alliance.

Tryndamere was thinking so

"But don't worry." Lux said in a sincere tone: "Even if the second batch of machinery factories are built in the future, you will not be unemployed."

"We will find ways to provide you with sufficient cultural knowledge and vocational skills training during this period, and strive to train you into industrial workers who can adapt to mechanized production."

"Although it is a bit difficult to be a technical worker, I think you can still be competent in some simple operators that do not require high knowledge reserves."

"And it's not just your group. It's the same with other Freljordians."

"Demacia's door will always be open to the ice fields, welcoming them to work and live here."

Speaking, Lux showed a smile as warm as the sun.

But Tryndamere couldn't laugh anymore.

There will be no need for blacksmiths in the future, but we will continue to recruit Freljordians?

And you still go to great lengths to help these "barbarians" learn culture, find jobs, and help them adapt to civilized life?

"Why?" Tryndamere gritted his teeth and asked, "Miss Laxana, why are you so nice to the Icelanders?"

Which ice tribe can resist this series of Whiver policies?

This is simply killing their Avarosa Alliance!

Are the Demacians really so extravagant that they burn their money like paper in order to deal with Ashe?

"Because this is our ideal." Lux answered seriously.

"Huh?" Tryndamere looked confused.

"You may not understand it now." Lux knew that these Freljordians, who had never seen feudal society, could not understand Janna's theory.

So she tried to put it in words everyone could understand: "In short, Tryndamere:"

"Just like you hope that all Freljordians can live a good life with bread every day, what I hope is that everyone in the world can live such a good life without worrying about food and drink, even better than this.

better life."

"No matter the country, no matter the race. If all people are united, the world will be unified."

"What?" Tryndamere thought she was crazy.

He thought this was something only a madman could say.

Krax's eyes are clear, her expression is firm, her green face is overflowing with the brilliance of ideals, and she is as pure and holy as a goddess under the sunlight.

Not only was Tryndamere speechless, but the Iceborn warriors present were also fascinated.

They had an inexplicable feeling that what this girl said was serious.

"But, how is this possible?" Tryndamere couldn't understand: "How is it possible for everyone in the world to live such a good life regardless of country or race?"

"Why is it impossible?" Lux said: "As you have seen these days: Isn't everything we are doing now just working towards this goal?"

"Using alchemy technology to produce fast-growing chicken can make more people afford meat."

“Blast furnace iron produced using alchemical technology can make iron affordable for more people.”

"Farmers have more useful iron farm tools, gain strength from eating meat, have agricultural machinery, chemical fertilizers, water conservancy facilities, and technological breeding. They can also improve labor efficiency and land yields, and produce more food."

"If we just want bread to be available to everyone, we can do it very quickly."

Lux explained a wonderful future, leaving Tryndamere stunned.

But he still couldn't understand: "Why? Even if there is enough food for everyone one day, why do you want to help us Freljordians, who have nothing to do with you, to fill our bellies?"

"Because liberating productivity is ultimately about liberating people." Lux replied.

"?" Tryndamere couldn't understand even more.

"Haha." Lacus was not in a hurry to answer. She smiled heartily and said, "This is my ideal, and it will also be your ideal."

"You will understand later - someone will explain all this to you in the cultural class at the Workers' Night School."

Tryndamere was still confused.

But Lux didn't intend to continue explaining.

These ice people with backward civilization don’t even know what the main body is. Naturally, they cannot understand the endogenous defects of the main body, nor can they understand why people desire the main body of Janna, and why the main body of Janna is

The inevitable development of history.

Now that I have explained it, they still don’t understand.

Even if they could barely understand her, they would only regard her as the legendary divine virgin, rather than a warrior of the Lord Janna.

"You will understand these things later."

With that said, Lux waved her staff gently and flew into the sky lightly: "Your place of work is almost here. I have official business to attend to, so I won't continue to see you off."

"Tryndamere, if you really want to know the answer, cheer up and work hard, and go to class."

Lux gave her last serious instructions and flew away.

Only Tryndamere and the others, who were left with bewildered expressions, rode the truck towards the factory ahead.
To be continued...