Create a sandbox world

The song seemed to originate from the deep sea, and it was hard to suppress it. However, the human being caught in the storm was soon stunned by the waves.

Completely lost the perception of the outside world, slowly sinking downward.

At the same time they were in a coma, one sea clan emerged one after another in the tyrannical sea.

The leader of the sea clan captain raised his arms and opened a halo, and the surrounding sea suddenly calmed down: "Rescue."

"Yes!"

With an order, each sea clan dived into the bottom of the water, and after a short while, they lifted the unconscious crew out of the sea.

"Come on, take that ship with me, and find a safe island to set up." The captain of the sea clan with long blue hair looked at the dilapidated ship and said.

Then he couldn't help but muttered again: "If it's not for the sake of the benefactor in the clan, it doesn't matter whether you live or die..."

Beside, another sea clan nodded in agreement:

"That's right, it's just a group of lunatics, their brains are not normal, and the storm is so hot. Moreover, there is nothing beautiful in front of it, just blocking the wall."

Another sea clan held his shoulders and said triumphantly: "Tsk, you don't understand. I heard there is a saying in the human kingdom that probably means that you don't turn around unless you hit the wall."

"Okay, don't be fussy." The squad leader interrupted the chat of his subordinates, dragged a group of sea people to cast spells together, and blew a bubble large enough to wrap the ship.

...

Two hours later.

On an island far away from the storm zone.

When these surviving seamen awoke from a coma, they saw an island and the old boat on the beach that had been repaired.

Looking at each other.

"Captain? We..." After a long silence, the first officer finally looked at the captain who had been sitting in a daze, looking at the captain in the distance, and asked.

The latter was silent, sighed, hoarse, and said, "Perhaps, this is the will of the gods."

After a pause, he said again: "However, humans will cross the mountains and the sea one day."

...

...

"Head iron..." Lishan, Lin Tuo didn't capture the relevant details because of the acceleration of time. He just saw the ship rushing into the storm outrageously, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Perhaps this is human.

Sometimes, there is no reason.

Shaking his head, Lin Tuo didn't dare to leave at this time. He simply stood by the sand table and maintained the storm. Fortunately, the "Era of Great Navigation" did not last long and ended.

This is not a very surprising result.

As far as the technological level of this era is concerned, the conditions required for ocean-going navigation are very harsh. People who dare to take risks must be supported by sufficient funds. Otherwise, ocean-going ships cannot be built.

Historically, Columbus also received the support of the Spanish royal family.

When the craze of "navigation for gold" subsides and ocean voyages cannot bring more wealth, it will naturally cease, even if there are still many people who are still curious about the world.

...

Successfully delayed the reach of human beings to the border, but Lin Tuo was not happy, "The Age of Great Navigation" was like a signal.

In the next few days, the speed of adding new entries to the log suddenly accelerated.

Almost every ten minutes, there will be new entries.

Lin Tuo is no stranger to a similar scene. Remember, after teaching science in Sandbox No. 1, during the two hundred years of Chi State's reform, the entries in the operation log also showed a blowout state.

As the level of social civilization has risen, the epoch-making content that needs to be recorded has increased.

Yes, not long after the great nautical era, the embryonic form of the Industrial Revolution appeared in Sandbox 2.

...

"It's much faster than I expected." When Lin Tuo saw the appearance of the new textile machine from the log, he couldn't help but exclaim.

After all, he didn't take the initiative to spread science this time, to encourage it.

But think about it, it's reasonable.

"The humans in Sandbox No. 2 are not derived from apes, but the offspring of immigrants from the wasteland.

Although it has experienced the restart of civilization and lost a lot of civilization achievements, the thoughts have always been passed down. This is reflected in the name and style of those magic books."

This is obviously good news for Lin Tuo.

The most obvious benefit is that the ether available for him to collect has increased again.

"Suck." Running the breathing method, wisps of blue and white aura flowed into Lin Tuo's mouth and nose from above the sand table, which even made him feel full for a while.

Yes, even if it can't be absorbed, most of them are just stored in the body, but if too much ether is poured in one time, it will still make Lin Tuo feel "supported".

You must rest for a while to stabilize.

After several collections, his reserves approached the 10,000-point mark.

And the human society on the sand table has also transitioned from farming in the Middle Ages to a new era:

[The world is in operation... In the year, the first steam engine appeared, which means the arrival of the steam age. This new power has replaced traditional labor, greatly speeding up social production, and the appearance of machines has also changed the social form]

[On the Northern Continent, the era of chaotic wars among the nations is over, and the three kingdoms of Winton, Espen, and Fryer are gradually formed, especially the Winton Kingdom located at the southern end of the Northern Continent is the most powerful. , The steam age originated here]

[Immediately afterwards, with the accumulation of social capital, the wind of invention flourished on the northern continent. For a time, in just a few decades, new things emerged in an endless stream, and society changed with each passing day.

Science and culture are prosperous, and the supernatural power gradually disappears in the dark under the tacit understanding of the three kingdoms, exists in the form of a church, and serves the rule of the kingdom]

[The world has evolved for four thousand years, and the total population of the northern and southern mainland exceeds 50 million]

...

50 million people...

Seeing this number, Lin Tuo's expression changed significantly.

This number has far exceeded the population of Sandbox No. 1, and this is far from the limit.

In his eyes, the entire sand table had already changed.

Especially the North Continent, which is at the center of the world.

Inside the territory of the three kingdoms of "Winton", "Aspen" and "Fryer", there are many towering buildings.

In the outskirts, mining, textile, machinery, white lead, and glass factories are scattered, and on the river, steam-powered warships wrapped in metal have appeared.

Except for extremely remote places, almost all areas on the mainland are included in the scope of human life.

Leaning down slightly, Lin Tuo could see the dense, match-like chimneys erected and burning on the plain and around the city, covering the bustling city in a gray-yellow mist.

The steam train carries a gentleman in a formal dress and a top hat, or a lady with lace, lotus leaf lace, and gauze headdress, running across the continent.

This scene made Lin Tuo dazed, as if he was watching a 19th century European silent film from a bird's-eye perspective.

"Really, it's amazing." Through the zoom function, the perspective was pulled to the capital of the Kingdom of Winton.

Staring at the black-gray buildings and the steel bridges across the river that crosses the city, a breath of times of rising and hardship intertwined.

"This...is it a bathhouse? A public bathhouse on the river?" Lin Tuo was even surprised to see an arched building resembling a bathhouse appearing on the river in the blink of an eye.

The whole world is developing, rushing, and running into a new era.

"It's like a dynamic picture of Shanghe River at Qingming Festival." Lin Tuo couldn't help feeling, and immediately moved in his heart, giving birth to an urge to record it.

After all, at the rate in the sandbox, it may be very fast and this history will pass by.

"Take some pictures, videos, etc., don't send them out, and treasure them for yourself." Once this idea came up, it couldn't be suppressed. Lin Tuo immediately called the virtual panel and adjusted the time to 1:1.

As a result, the scene of the sand table suddenly slowed down.

The scene of the derivation sand table is only presented in Lin Tuo's personal field of vision, and it cannot be photographed with any optical equipment for the time being. This has long been confirmed.

So he didn't waste time shooting overhead, but directly called out the clone.

"You can't take pictures from the outside, but you can always take pictures by using a clone and plug your mobile phone into the sand table."

This logic is very clear. Once inside the sand table, it is equivalent to being transmitted to the real world in the Pacific Black Box.

With his thoughts settled, Lin Tuotang was about to plunge his right hand into the sand table and put his clone in it.

The target he chose was the capital of the Kingdom of Winton on the northern continent: Metropolis

"Awareness switch!"

...

The northern continent, the Kingdom of Winton, the metropolis.

In the southern district, in a remote and uninhabited street, there was no sound.

Suddenly, the air in the air suddenly twisted, and Lin Tuo, who was wearing a black cloak, stepped out, then bowed slightly and fell steadily into this alley.

"Plap." Both feet fell on the ground with a soft noise.

After a short pause, Lin Tuo stepped slowly, and walked straight along the alley for a while, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

He came to the street.

Suddenly, the coolness of late autumn came with the exotic customs, accompanied by countless detailed and mixed sounds.

Originally, the silent film from the overlook angle suddenly came alive.

The grunting of the stagecoach rolling across the road, the sound of people talking, the busy people in the nearby buildings, and the fragmentary sound of object collisions combined into a sound wave, which drowned Lin Tuo.

All of a sudden, hit the world.

"Slap~"

Lin Tuo squinted briefly, feeling the breath of this era. In the next second, he heard a whip and turned his head to look. Across the street, a black public carriage slowly stopped beside the stop sign. .

The carriage has two floors. The bottom is a carriage, and the top is a seat with backs. There are ladders for climbing. The conductor standing on the support board at the rear of the carriage is busy collecting fees. Under the stop sign, there are several citizens waiting. They climbed into the carriage, and then went away.

On the street, brick and stone buildings are close to each other, and rows of billboards can be seen. Men and women wearing black and white formal wear or long skirts wearing hats of different heights and colors are walking in and out of shops.

Some people looked at Lin Tuo in the cloak curiously, but they were only a little curious. It seemed that this kind of dress was not too surprising.

"Sir~Do you want to buy a newspaper? It's only a penny." In a daze, a thin boy in a taupe coat came to Lin Tuo's side and asked seriously, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

"No." Lin Tuo smiled and refused.

And added a sentence in my mind: Unless you also charge RMB...

Watching the disappointed newsboy ran away and brandished the newspaper to sell it, Lin Tuo raised the hood of his head slightly, and sighed softly:

"This is the real world."

Yes.

This is the real world, where many, real people live.

Lin Tuo opened his hood, wrapped only in his cloak, and walked slowly along the street, curiously looking at the goods in the glass windows of the shops on both sides.

In this era, there are no cars and no bicycles. Mostly they have not yet appeared. There are only tracked or trackless carriages running on the streets.

The air is bad, probably because of the rain not long ago, and some roads that were not paved with green bricks were slippery and muddy.

After walking for a while, a wide river suddenly appeared in front of him.

It is the "White River" that traverses the entire metropolis and supports millions of residents.

Well, this name was accidentally seen from the running log.

Blowing the cold autumn wind, Lin Tuo took out the phone that had lost the signal connection from his arms, swiped the screen, and turned on the camera.

Focus on... shoot...

"Crack!"

perfect.

Sure enough, you can shoot.

The main body of the photo is Baihe, and on the other side of the river are buildings and streets. You can also see a construction site under construction. It is surrounded by workers and I don’t know what it is.

"That's the subway ventilation shaft under construction." Suddenly, a man dressed in a formal suit and a top hat, dressed like a British gentleman in a film and television series, walked up to Lin Tuo and introduced with a smile, "This is the entire continent. The first subway line.

Once completed, it only takes 15 minutes to go from Palladium Station to Flandton Station, and then back to the starting point via Euton Station and Kings Cross Station...

It is said that the earliest design was an atmospheric railway powered by compressed air, but because it could not meet the sealing requirements, it was changed to steam technology...

I can only build ventilation shafts all over the city, like a group of gophers busy digging holes..."

Speaking of this, he shrugged helplessly, and tentatively said: "Southern Mainlander? What you have in your hands...this seems to be a new thing."

Well, this is... a chat?Small talk?It's the Southern Continent again. I remember that hundreds of years ago, the baron also guessed that he was from the Southern Continent. Well, could it be similar in appearance...

With similar thoughts in his mind, Lin Tuo put the phone away and smiled and said, "A collection."

Well, boys don't accept strangers casually outside!

The middle-aged man clearly felt Lin Tuo's alienation, but he still didn't give up.

Like every lucky person who stumbled upon a "business opportunity" in this era, he intuitively believed that the small machine in the hands of the man in the southern mainland who was wearing the cloak seemed to contain a great mystery.

And just when Lin Tuo gradually became impatient and prepared to find an excuse to get rid of the opponent, suddenly.

His certain "spiritual intuition" vibrated, Lin Tuo almost subconsciously raised his head and looked at the misty sky.

Immediately, I heard the huge, rapid voice that seemed to come from the universe:

alarm!alarm!Destroy-level extraordinary items have been detected to enter the No. 2 sandbox!

alarm!alarm!...The sandbox operating environment is threatened!Please deal with it as soon as possible!

alarm…!alarm!……