I, transformed into a vampire girl, sparked the Industrial Revolution.

Chapter 187 Ancient Survivors

Alice pressed the button, and the entire hibernation device began to hum. Liquid flowed out of the hibernation pod, and the woman awoke from hibernation, opening her crimson eyes.

"How long has it been... umm..."

"A thousand years."

"A thousand years? Yes, that's too long... This planet has a history of 40 millennia, while our civilization spans five millennia..."

"Too much time has passed, my compatriots."

Raffarin Low sat in the now-emptied hibernation chamber, the liquid on her face evaporating rapidly. The aftereffects of being in hibernation for too long left her powerless.

"Raffarin Loewe?"

"This is my name. What's yours?"

"Alice de la Leigh".

“Delaleye? Wait, I remember now, that's the surname of a life form I created... I granted her the highest level of access to the planet's computer, but I never told her how it all came about, because she was just a new human born on this planet, not a fellow human like you…”

"But I granted her the ability to inherit, and it seems you have received her inheritance..."

"I was summoned..."

“Perfect timing, isn’t it? You’re now involved in both the future expansion plan and my authority plan. I have a feeling that humanity will be revived in your hands.”

Raffarin Lowe smiled, placed her hands on the ground, and laughed loudly: "I hope you won't mind my genes. After all, when I created Dela Leyer, I used my own genes to improve it."

"Tsk..."

Alice turned her face away, a little embarrassed, and then explained the current situation to the dashing woman in front of her.

"So you accomplished the First Industrial Revolution here, and subsequently created a modern nation?"

Alice nodded. Raffarin Low then looked at her with a look of satisfaction: "That's great...tsk, I don't know if it's because of so-called magic or race, but these races spent a long two thousand years evolving from slavery to the Middle Ages since they developed civilization."

"It seems these plans are indeed unreliable, but they've always been unreliable, and you seem to be the best proof of that, at least for now."

Raffarin nodded and tried to stand up. She quickly became much taller than Alice. As a genetically engineered human who survived the Golden Age, she was only about 175 cm tall, but she showed no signs of discomfort tens of thousands of years later.

She tapped on the screen beside her, and a moment later, a metal plate rose with a hiss, and the roller shutter on the surface folded open, revealing the dusty contents inside.

"These things are quite old, but thankfully, the Martian weapons manufacturing plant remains as trustworthy as ever..."

Raffarin took out the items one by one, hung them on his body, and wore them on his wrists, while Alice watched quietly from the side.

"Take this as a gift. Although you and I both have the ability to convert matter into print, I should have given you STC, but these things are in another place..."

Alice caught a small object and looked closely. It was a solidly built revolver with a fixed holographic sight and a Picatinny rail.

"This is my little helper, an auxiliary revolver. This one can be customized with its barrel and cylinder. With just a few modifications, it can fire the corresponding bullets."

Alice pulled the hammer, twirled it in her hand, and then tucked it into her belt. Raffarin Lo was adorned with many items, and she wore a slightly faded peaked hat, embellished with the gold United Nations emblem.

"Let's go, there's nothing left here."

As Alice and Raffarin walked outside, the five golden-robed mages were arguing. The scene was far beyond their expectations. The crystal had turned into a gentle blue, a light blue with a slightly lower saturation. They had searched through all the books of the Hermitage and came to only one conclusion—the founder had returned.

You must know that as early as ten thousand years ago, when the order of cultivation was not yet called the order of cultivation, in that era that had already transformed from history into stories, and from stories into myths, she was already walking in the world. But time has passed too long, so long that everything has been distorted and scattered into nameless poems.

Raffarin Lo appeared before them, followed closely by Alice.

“It’s been a long time… Sigh, I still remember the robes you were wearing… Hmm… No, you made them yourselves later.”

Raffarin Lo looked at the five men in yellow robes. She remembered that back then, the yellow robes she gave them were actually a kind of radiation protection device, while the purple robes were the most numerous garments she could find.

Now, the newborn humans no longer understand what happened back then. Later generations used gold wire to imitate circuits and replaced exposed detectors with hand-carved copper objects. The practical items of their predecessors have become ritual objects for their descendants.

"You...you are the legendary..."

“I remember that before I fell into a deep sleep, the child said that she would carry on the Magic Exploration Association that I created, and it seems that she really did.”

“Raffarin Lo...you are the founder....”

Raffarin Low nodded. Five thousand years after Earth lost contact, when the new humans first stepped out of the mountains, established writing and settlements, she had thought about whether to use so-called psychic energy to hide the new humans and prevent the alien turbidity from wiping out this fragile nascent race.

She thus founded the association, and through the planetary computer core and the inner psionic core, she single-handedly inscribed mysterious magic into the civilization of the new humans.

But she never imagined that magic would cause the new humans to stagnate until the brilliance of gunpowder shattered the old magic's dominance.

Raffarin Lorenz made his move, and a vast amount of magical energy gathered. The computer core buried deep underground on this planet had been damaged in several places, but it was still able to support complex calculations. The combination of the computer and so-called psionic energy also gave it electronic properties.

She opened her hands, and magical light surged forth from the ground like a spring, quickly illuminating the dark underground world. A thin layer of glowing magical crystals began to condense on the walls.

"She seems alright... Now, I heard from Alice that you did something not so good?"

Raffarin looked at the group of people in front of him, and his imposing presence instantly made them feel suffocated.