I, Lin Wei, was born in the magical continent and became a small border lord.
As a system engineer in my previous life, I firmly believe that "scientific development is the last word."
So I improved agriculture to bring abundant harvests to wasteland; built hospitals to help the plague dissipate; and popularized education to share knowledge. The people call me the wise master, and the elves regard me as an ally.
However, I didn't know that every move I made was in perfect harmony with the ancient prophecy of "The Demon King's Resurrection":
Afforestation is interpreted as "trapping nature spirits with sweet poisonous bait";
Codification is identified as "weaving the web of law that binds the soul";
The promotion of mathematics has become irrefutable evidence of "stealing the right to weave destiny".
It wasn't until the army of the Church of Light came to the border and the saint held a sword and asked me when this "devil king" would be destroyed that I suddenly realized it.
It turns out that in this world, "science" that runs too fast is itself a kind of original sin.
