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Chapter 225 Summit (6)
"All the leaves are brown~"
"And the sky is gray~"
"I've been for a walk~"
Electric guitars and drums intertwined, and melodies and vocals unlike anything he had heard before filled the Crystal Palace Park. Asman Ben Lovan looked at the magnificent building, where sunlight reflected off the glass, occasionally creating different colors through the stained glass. Electronic speakers played exotic music, making him feel as if he were in another world.
He followed the crowd into the glass palace. Unlike the original World's Fair that Alice copied, the Emerald City World's Industrial Exposition did not have many foreign exhibits. Instead, it mainly featured industrial products, primarily industrial goods and machinery from Emerald City, Brittany, and the Duchy of Ironforge.
Apart from a few green plants indoors, as far as the eye can see, there are only the fruits of human labor. Asman Ben Lovan's subordinate called over a guide. The entire exhibition was open to the public, and the common language used in mainland China would not cause too much of a barrier.
Asman Ben Lovan looked up and was greeted by a huge urban model, which was more like a forest of steel and concrete than a city. The guide explained to him: This is a model of the future city jointly designed by the School of Urban Planning and Civil Engineering of Imellan Western University.
The miniature city model came with a scale, and he did some calculations according to the scale, only to suddenly discover that the actual numbers were far more terrifying than he had imagined.
The vast palace of Muhammad al-Salem, the capital of the Caliphate's desert empire, was only the size of one of its remote "unified transport hubs," and the line from Muhammad al-Salem to Kabua today is less than the total length of the city's rail transit system.
This was merely the preliminary planning for the city of Dela Leyé. Asman Ben Lovan looked up at the sign hanging from an incredible height, which bore the unmistakable words: "Urban Planning/Construction Contractor: Amerlansey National Construction Group. Undertaking similar construction projects."
That's right, the big lettering means that the other party doesn't think this is any amazing technology that can be sold to anyone at will.
Similar projects already existed within the Caliphate's desert empire, such as railways, but the problem was that even those hundreds of kilometers of lines were not easy projects for the Caliphate to construct.
The Hindu Kush Mountains, the prosperous central region of the empire, and other areas all need such a magnificent transportation system to connect them! Asman Ben Lovan thought to himself, cities weren't that important, but railways were very important to him. These steel roads and iron dragons could connect the empire into a unified whole!
Thinking that the only way to stabilize the increasingly divided empire was through railways, he walked around to the side. These demons also treated railways as commodities. On one side of the railway section, in addition to miniature railway models, they also displayed a real locomotive and carriages!
The guide explained to him that this was the first generation of export-type steam locomotives from Amerlane, with powerful performance and mature technology. The horizontal boiler also utilized magic pressurization technology, which greatly enhanced the horsepower.
The carriages hanging behind were sophisticated and beautiful. Asman Ben Lovan looked at a middle-aged man beside him. From the moment he entered this enormous crystal palace, the latter had never relaxed and had been studying all the industrial creations he saw with almost fanaticism.
Ben Scaro, the Imperial Minister of Industry, a half-dwarf, was almost fanatical about the industrial achievements of Amerlane. Now, having the honor of making a pilgrimage, he stroked the black steam locomotive as if caressing a beautiful woman.
“How do you feel?”
Asman Ben Lovan asked, and the latter revealed a serious and slightly melancholy look in his eyes: "Their technology is very advanced, many things are very well-organized and rationally designed, the Empire is at least ten years behind."
A group of people stepped off the carriage. Asman Ben Lovan glanced at them and saw that it was the princess of Burnia, dressed in an elaborate dress, who was getting off the carriage with the help of servants.
Alice saw it all. In reality, this expo did not showcase Amelansi's advanced technology. Its main purpose was to show off and promote itself; in other words, it was primarily for selling products.
Alice thoughtfully added the manufacturer's contact information and price quote to each exhibit, making it easier for target users to contact them. Although not every guest understands the power of these items, as long as one person in the accompanying team understands their value, there will be no shortage of orders.
Alice stood on the second-floor corridor and looked down. The busiest area was, unsurprisingly, the military exhibition booth. It had everything from single-shot rifles to tanks and biplanes. 1:72 scale warship models surrounded a huge 1:50 scale Dreadnought-class battleship like stars around the moon. All of them were on the shelves for people to choose from, and even had prices marked.
Alice never thought there was any harm in selling arms. Arms sales are not a one-off deal. Once a warship is sold, the other party will definitely need to train sailors, purchase ammunition, and maintain it. If they win a naval battle, they will need to buy new ships, and if they lose, they will need to buy even more ships.
Invading through economic means is much more cost-effective than invading by force. In any case, what is being sold is the previous generation of products. The new North Carolina-class battleships of Amelia are already under construction on the slipway, and the Dreadnought-class will be sold sooner or later.
However, Alice looked at the maid beside her, Lilivia Valerie, the former crown princess of the Balkan Empire, who was now dressed in a black and white maid outfit and standing next to Alice. Alice looked at her and said, "So, Lilivia, do you know why your country was divided up?"
Lilivia had some reservations about Alice not stepping in to save her country, but the newly established Amelan Western Balkan Emergency Control Zone Committee treated the local people fairly and justly, with peacekeeping troops wearing blue helmets patrolling day and night and distributing food and daily necessities to refugees.
As promised, Amelansi did not turn the Balkans into his own territory, nor did he intervene in politics. The committee that controlled the region had no political affiliation and simply did its best to maintain peace in the area.
At least that's how Lilivia saw it; she was disappointed that Alice hadn't restored her country, but had no reason to dislike her.
Until she can answer the questions Alice has posed to her, she has no reason to go back, nor any reason to rule her own country.
Looking at the magnificent scene before her, Lilivia felt a deep sadness at the stark contrast. She thought for a moment, then said, "Because we have no industry."
"Of course not, Lilivia, it's not just about industry."
Alice smiled, but did not intend to answer Lilivia's question.