758 Protection (1/2)
”A transmigrator should at least try to invent something like glass in order to get rich. They should try to plagiarize some poems to become an epic poet in the new world. Or, at the very least, they should plagiarize some novels and become a literary great master in the new world.”
Back in the day, maybe because I wanted to improve my financial condition, or maybe it was my way of being sardonic towards this strange fate, I really did try to do some things that I felt a transmigrator should do.
However, it was proved that some things worked only in stories meant only for fun. Those ideas weren't reliable at all in real life.
Indeed, Eich's technology was only at a primitive Middle Ages level compared to my original world. However, Eich had magic and alchemy. Engineering here didn't seem very scientific at all, but it was more than enough to deal with daily necessities of life.
I tried my very best to create something similar to glass, only to be informed that alchemists had invented something of much higher quality more than 1,000 years ago, which gave me a severe impact.
As for charcoal, binoculars, how to create salt, how to smelt iron, concrete, soap, and other such inventions or knowledge which would be great to have in a different world… I had studied law as my major, so I had long since forgotten all my classes on chemistry and physics. It would be far too much to expect that I could even remember the formulas.
Sometimes, I felt it really was quite strange how transmigrators in other novels had managed to remember such information. Even if you were an engineer, you wouldn't remember the most basic and useless knowledge, would you? I brushed my teeth every day in my original world, but I didn't know how to create toothpaste. Would you remember to bring a periodic table of the elements and formulas on how to create useful goods with you when you transmigrated?
As for writing poems? That was even more unreliable. Not only was the language in this world different, the poems were in a completely different style.
The only usable idea was to plagiarize stories from Earth, which would be quite useful for making some money when you were poor… Fine, I admit that my income was only part of the reason, and that the main reason was because of my own interests and wanting to bring something to this world since I had happened to transmigrate.
Perhaps I should have been grateful that I was Chinese in my past life as China was probably one of the least religious nations on Earth. Yet, the Chinese also had their own beliefs.
The Chinese believed in respecting their ancestors and cultural inheritance. The Confucian school of thought believed in morals, law, that the heavens were watching, and that good would be rewarded while evil would be punished. These beliefs weren't about worshipping any specific God, but they also made a complete belief system of their own.
That was why it was impossible for me to truly be a devout worshipper of the God of Holy Light after transmigration as I hadn't been religious in my past life. No, I should instead say that I couldn't possibly be the same as natives of Eich in trusting my body, future, and soul to anyone else, even if that existence was a venerated God.
Even when I was being called the ”Child of Holy Light”, I still only maintained a certain amount of respect for the God of Holy Light, just like I would with an elder. To the me that just transmigrated to Eich, the God of Holy Light was merely a hero whose grand accomplishments I had heard of rather than a God I worshipped.
Karolan, the God of Holy Light. His birthdate was unknown. He was a grand existence who had dedicated himself to the salvation of all humanity. He had fought for the sake of the entire human species' safety.
Karolan had started with the basic Concept of Light and searched until he managed to discover Holy Light, which had the ability to dispel Chaos.
However, Karolan then ascended to become the God of Holy Light, taking Holy Light with him to the heavens and far away from the mortal plane, making it so that all who wanted the power of Holy Light would have to worship him in order to obtain it.
I praised Karolan's grand accomplishments and sacrifice, but was unable to agree with his final decision at all.
Worship was the farthest distance possible from the truth. Once someone ascended to Godhood and was treated as divine, then they would no longer be able to change. In that case, the practicality and functions would both greatly decrease.
”It's as you all guessed. Holy Light is just another type of energy or element.”
I smiled as I exposed the true nature of Holy Light to all the archmages around me.
Perhaps others had suspected the same thing in the past. However, anyone who said such a thing would either be treated as insane or executed by the Holy Church. Anyone who attempted such experiments in secret and managed to escape from the Holy Church and the world's notice had failed to obtain any convincing results.
However, I was different.
Holy Light was indeed a type of energy and element. However, Holy Light was an incredibly unique element as it was artificially created rather than a natural one. Using normal elemental theory to try and control Holy Light wouldn't possibly work at all.
Praying to the God of Holy Light was about establishing a connection to his divine power server.
Paying mana and energy was the equivalent of paying the necessary cost to maintain an internet connection.
The God of Holy Light granting his power was the equivalent of your delivery arriving… erm, I meant the successful summoning of Holy Light.
No wonder the God of Holy Light was so powerful. He had basically monopolized an entire industry as he had total control of giving all Holy Light users the power of Holy Light. This was also why the God of Holy Light had managed to strip Estrada of the ability to use Holy Light back in the plains of Bardi. It was the equivalent of a player getting his game account banned on the game server.
In a normal situation, this would have been fine.
However, the God of Holy Light had already lost his sense of self. It would be impossible for him to be flexible or compromise. Thus, Holy Light would also stop changing in even the slightest, and if anything unexpected happened to the God of Holy Light… Maybe that sounded ridiculous, but this was indeed highly likely according to my calculations.
If the divine power server stopped working, then all user accounts would lose their connections… That would mean that all Holy Light users would lose the power to use Holy Light!
This was something incredibly scary to even consider. It would have been barely tolerable if monopolization had only affected everyone's progress with Holy Light, but monopolization also meant that Holy Light would be finished if anything happened to the God of Holy Light. That was really unacceptable.
”It's not impossible to summon Holy Light using magic. It requires a special secret technique to do so, which I've written down in this book. This book will be published next month… no, wait, in order to avoid trouble (from the Holy Church), I think I'll start selling it tomorrow. If you're unable to instantly summon Holy Light, please familiarize yourself with the Southern Sect's teachings on the pure Holy Light. If you still can't understand, we also have a spare Holy Light divine power server, and you can use the old method by calling out to Estrada, the Holy Light Pillar God of Hell. Yep, the Estrada that you're thinking of, my teacher who's now a Hell God.”
I gave out all this information to the archmages and higher-ups of other countries. Two old priests immediately fainted on the spot, while everyone else looked at me as if I was insane.
”You really are insane. Even if this is all true, you're making a complete break from the Holy Church at this time?”
However, I laughed because this timing was exactly what I wanted.
After I made the ”traitors' alliance” with the Holy Church, the Holy Church had suffered a great blow to their reputation and influence due to having abandoned San Antonio. It could be said that the Holy Church's reputation was currently at its lowest point in all of history, so of course I should take revenge at this time by spreading salt on their wound… er, I meant that the Holy Church was my most ironclad ally!