[Western fantasy + lord farming + industrial revolution + no system + anti-theocracy + multi-race + struggle for hegemony]
Traveling through the Western fantasy world, he became a "wasted blood noble" who was exiled by his family.
The bloodline is incomplete? Is the eye of truth half useless?
Before Ren had time to enjoy the aristocratic life, he was sent to the Black Rock Territory in the lower realm by a crashed holy sky ship.
There is no sun here, only gray fog, mines, empty granaries, miner slaves coughing up blood, and the Holy Court urging taxes every day.
What's worse is that the whole world sucks.
The nobles rely on blood to eat people, the Holy Court relies on divine grace to collect taxes, the mine bosses rely on the numbers of the dead to receive food, and the gray people don't even dare to raise their heads and speak.
Okay, okay, let's play like this, right?
The Holy Court said the gray mist is a curse? I will dismantle the purification tower directly!
The steward said there wasn't enough food? I'll take inventory of the granary first, and then check the illegal reselling account!
The mine boss said that the life of the slaves is cheap? I let the dead have names and the living read the account books!
The nobles said that waste blood cannot control the territory? Then I will use steel, furnace fire, energy-conducting iron sheets and workshop procedures to create a new world for you!
Others travel through Western fantasy, learn magic, marry princesses, and compete for the throne.
Renn is different.
He first built the well, then built the filter shed; first saved the lungs of the mining slaves, and then built the black stone workshop; first turned the gray fog into data, and then disassembled the divine grace into parts.
Holy Court: You are blaspheming!
Noble: You are rebelling!
Mine Slave: Sir, can we really raise our heads?
Renn: If there is no sun, then build one yourself.
Starting from the first piece of energy-conducting iron in the Black Rock Territory, under the ashes, the Iron Throne is rising.
