Magic Industry: the Lord Turned Out to Be Socially Fearful

The border of the empire, the Viscounty of Osteria. Eight hundred living people, ten gold coins, and not enough food to survive the winter. The heir, Kane, is a social phobia. In his previous life, even the year-end report at the research institute was delivered by his colleagues. He just wants to do technology But there are three hundred serfs in the territory waiting for food, the baron next door is coveting his iron mine, and the judge of the Magic Council is on the way. He opened his father's notes and discovered a secret—— Magic isn't magic, it's energy, like electricity Copper wires can transmit, iron shells can store, and circuits can be controlled. Three days later, he made his first magic jar What he doesn't know is that someone in the previous generation spent ten years and still didn't get it done. That person is his father The moment the blue-white light lights up, the cracks in the old world have appeared The nobles would not sit idly by, but Kane had no time to think about this. His compost hasn't fermented yet…