I weave fate in parallel time and space

Tesla stood at the end of the gallery inside the Winter Palace, standing with his hands behind his hands, quietly staring at the statue of Catherine in front of him.

In the empty gallery, the sound of footsteps on the marble tiles echoed. The middle-aged man stood beside Tesla and also raised his head to look at the portrait.

"What a beautiful woman." Tesla sighed.

The middle-aged man also stared at the portrait quietly and whispered, "She is also a dangerous woman."

After a moment of silence, Tesla suddenly spoke.

"Let's name it after her."

The middle-aged man frowned slightly.

Tesla's words continued, "I remember that Ekaterina's nickname is"

"Katyusha." the middle-aged man said.

"I want to give that thing this name." Tesla whispered softly, "What do you think?"

"Do you name a weapon used to end imperialist wars after the person who brought this country's imperialism to its peak?" A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, "You are really a genius."

"I didn't think much about it." Tesla raised his head and looked at the portrait and murmured softly, "I just thought that the things I created are just like her, beautiful and full of danger."

The middle-aged man nodded, and then said, "The representatives of the Allied Powers are here."

"where are you now?"

"In the living room, in order to avoid leaking the news, not many people came, including the person I often mentioned to you."

"Jane?"

The middle-aged man nodded.

Tesla's face showed a little interest, "Then I have to go and take a look."

They left here together, walked through several doorways, and came to the living room.

The living room in the palace is naturally very luxurious, with precious short-haired carpets, custom-made sofas, the coffee table in the middle is made by a famous teacher, and a crystal chandelier hangs from the top.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the glass window and is projected on the ground, as if every dust is illuminated.

The entire living room is magnificent and stylish.

Since the conversation this time was confidential, not many people came, not even the waiter.

From the Allied Powers came Joan of Arc and Laman representing West France, as well as a representative from Britannia, who also represented Britain.

The representative of Britannia is a man in his forties, with an upturned mustache that was very popular in this era. He wears a double-breasted military uniform that is in line with this era, with epaulettes on his shoulders and The medals of merit hanging on his chest showed that his identity was not simple.

His name is Raleigh, and he is fully responsible for all military maneuvers in Britannia in this war. It is worth mentioning that he is a descendant of Wolf, the Celtic knight who was once under Arthur, so he The appearance is also very similar to him.

In addition to the representatives of the Allied Powers, there were also representatives of Beichen in the parliament hall.

Although Beichen did not sign any treaty with the Allied Powers, they had a common enemy, and they were also participants in this plan.

At least half of the researchers in Katyusha are provided by them, which also saves Tesla a lot of calculation difficulties. Otherwise, he would have to calculate the data and combine the data in such a short period of time. It's very difficult to translate into results.

This representative brought a total of three people, all wearing more modern formal attire in the Beichen style. The leader was a woman in her 40s or [-]s, but she looked very young, with a calm face and no anger or authority.
They all stood up when they saw Tesla coming in. Raman walked over first and shook hands with Tesla.

"Mr. Tesla, after the fall of Serbia, I have always wanted to find an opportunity to meet with you, but unfortunately the war on the front line was too tense and I never had the time." Raman said enthusiastically.

Tesla also smiled and said, "As long as this war ends and peace comes, we will have plenty of time to meet."

"You're right."

Tesla looked at Joan of Arc and looked her up and down, "This... must be General Joan of Arc, right?"

Raman nodded.

"You look much younger and more beautiful than I thought." Tesla said to Joan of Arc.

"Youth is never the only guarantee for judging ability. When you built your first mecha, you were only in your 20s, weren't you?" Joan of Arc said.

Tesla smiled, "You're right."

Then, Tesla chatted with representatives from the other two countries for a while, and then stretched out his hand to motion to the sofa on one side.

"Let's sit down and talk."

Tesla looked at Joan of Arc and directly asked the most curious thing in his heart, "Do you really have weapons that can destroy a city?"

Apparently, Tesla also heard the rumors spread by Joan of Arc.

And Joan of Arc also said very honestly, "We don't have it."

"The Battle of Verdun."

They have their own intelligence system, so they can prove from many channels that there were indeed traces of weapons of mass destruction on that battlefield.

Joan of Arc thought for a moment and seemed to be organizing her words, "If I said it was a meteor that landed on the battlefield, would you believe it?"

Hearing this, both Britannia and Beichen's representatives frowned slightly.

This is obviously a very outrageous reason for them.

But Tesla nodded, "I believe it."

Jeanne's face also showed an unexpected look.

"There are indeed some things in this world that ordinary people can't understand, aren't they?" Tesla looked at Joan of Arc with brilliance flashing in his eyes.

In fact, he had already made a guess when he heard the name Joan of Arc.

The young man they met in the bar, Tesla was currently certain that he had the identity of "Merlin" and was also the teacher of Emperor Arthur.

Therefore, this Joan of Arc is also easily associated with that existence, because it is also a legendary name.

In some of the intelligence he collected, some witnesses even saw a white-haired mysterious being killing a hell dragon on the battlefield. He thought of that being almost immediately.

Joan of Arc nodded.

Tesla looked at his son, "Dane."

Dane, who had been standing on one side, placed the documents in his hands in front of these people, and they began to flip through the documents.

Tesla's words continue.

"I temporarily name this weapon Katyusha. You are not professional researchers, so I won't explain the principle of this weapon to you in a long explanation.

But what I can tell you is that this weapon does have the power to destroy cities.

At present, we have successfully manufactured this weapon and it is now placed on Novaya Zemlya.

However, it cannot be mass-produced due to manufacturing materials, but it is enough to end this war. "

The middle-aged man also said from one side, "We have announced our withdrawal from this war, so the weapons will be handed over to your Allied Powers for free and independent use. This is the agreement I made with Tesla."

Tesla thought for a moment and said, "I think you all should know what the emergence of this weapon means for this war and the future of mankind.

My original intention in creating this weapon was to end this war, not to destroy human civilization.

Therefore, I will release the information to the three parties of you, and the core countries of this world will form an international situation of mutual checks and balances. "

Tesla looked at the representatives around him and said, "I think that since you are all big countries, you should also have the structure and tolerance of a community with a shared future for mankind. The future will inevitably be a future of win-win cooperation, confrontation and war, It doesn’t make any sense.”

Several representatives nodded slightly.

No one knows what they are thinking in their hearts, but they are all smart people, and they all know that they have to agree with Tesla even if they are just pretending, because they also have to obtain information about this weapon from Tesla.

Having a sword but not using it and not having a sword are two different concepts.

They are very keen on politics and have realized that whoever controls this technology will have the right to speak in the future.

Of course, since Beichen had been a participant in this project from the very beginning, they already had complete information on this weapon. Many of the scientists who created Katyusha were even from Beichen.

In other words, they have already started manufacturing such weapons domestically, and the progress is much faster than that of other countries.

This was also the condition Tesla gave to get Beichen to sign a peace treaty with the country under his feet, with no compensation and no cession of territory.

"You can actually sign a non-proliferation treaty here right now, as well as a treaty not to be the first to use this weapon." Tesla said.

"Has this weapon been subjected to explosive experiments?" Reilly from Britannia asked.

"No," Tesla said.But after a pause, he said confidently, "There is no need to conduct explosion experiments."

He raised his hand and nodded his head, "Everything has been simulated tens of thousands of times in my mind. Every part is correct. This weapon will not fail and will definitely succeed."

If an ordinary person said this, it would probably make people think that this person is very arrogant.

But he was Nikolai Tesla, and in this day and age, that name meant authority.

Basically everything he said came true.

He is the undoubted genius of this era.

"Mr. Reilly, please leave this weapon to us, West France, to decide how to use it. How about it?" Raman looked at Reilly and said.

Reilly nodded, "I have no objection."

Britannia itself was not too involved in this war. It was West France that really fought against Prussia on the front line. They were responsible for some support and support of industrial products.

If this weapon is really used, it will inevitably cause heavy casualties and will have a significant impact on the public opinion of the international community. Therefore, if West France can use it, they will naturally be happy.

At the moment, West France has a bloody feud with Prussia and has a public opinion basis for its use, so it is perfect for them to use it.

"Thank you." Raman was obviously very happy. He said to Joan of Arc, "Prussians now believe that what happened on the battlefield of Verdun was indeed some kind of special weapon. If we use it in the Ruhr Industrial Zone, The enemy will confirm that we indeed have mass production capabilities.

It can definitely crush Prussia's will to fight! "

Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment, but then she reacted and frowned, "Ruhr Industrial Area? At least hundreds of thousands of people will die under this weapon. Many of them are not soldiers, but innocent women, Elderly people and even children..."

Raman frowned slightly. He obviously did not expect Joan to refute him.

He was silent for a moment and then continued, "Then are our women, elderly and children in West France not human beings?"

"That's not what I meant," Joan said. "What I meant was that no children on either side should be affected by the war."

Raman's eyes shone with fire, like the flickering candlelight from a lamp on one side.

"Joan Arc, you have to understand that your own village, your parents, and your brother were all killed by their cannonballs. Why can they kill our people, but we can't?"

Jeanne fell into silence.

While Raman continued to speak, he looked at Reilly and said, "Mr. Reilly, which one of us do you think is right?"

"I am a Brittanian." Reilly said calmly, "I will give priority to the interests of Brittanians."

Raman looked at Joan of Arc, "Even if I ask Joseph, he will give the same answer. No need to think about it, Joan of Arc. Countless soldiers are waiting to go home to reunite with their wives and children. Some of them even have newborn children. He arrived at the battlefield before he could say goodbye.

Now, their children don't even recognize their father. "

Joan of Arc still said nothing, but lowered her eyes, wondering what she was thinking about...

"No matter what, Joan of Arc, you must remember that you are a soldier, a soldier of West France!" Raman said sternly, "You should not show undue kindness to the enemy! Your kindness is likely to cause tens of thousands of , even hundreds of thousands of people died in places where they didn’t deserve to die!”

Tesla, who was listening quietly on one side, also frowned deeply.

He knew that the reason why this weapon could bring peace was due to its deterrent power.

And if you want to make the enemy believe in the power of this weapon, then this weapon must be used somewhere.

Only by showing the effect in front of the enemy will the enemy feel the pain and choose to surrender out of fear.

Therefore, this weapon cannot even be used in uninhabited suburbs, otherwise it will not be effective at all.

But, as Joan of Arc said, these were hundreds of thousands of casualties.

This is also different from Verdun, where there are soldiers, but here there will be many civilians, which will indeed be a burden for believers like Joan of Arc.

"In my opinion, there is actually no conflict between you."

At this time, the words between the middle-aged people attracted their attention.

Both Joan of Arc and Laman raised their heads and looked at him.

Lei Li and the Beichen representative also shifted their attention.

"Dane," Tesla said, "get some water for the gentlemen."

Dane nodded, came to the middle coffee table, lifted the teapot placed on the coffee table, poured a little black tea into several tea cups, and then placed it on the table in the middle of where they were sitting.

"In other words, your conflict should not actually lie here."

The middle-aged man's words continued.

"When you look at the world from a class perspective, you will find that not only do you have no contradictions, but you are consistent."

The middle-aged man picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip, then looked at Rayleigh.

"You are from Britannia, a country built on the ideals of Moses. You should know the core of Moses' ideals, right?"

Rayleigh was speechless.

The middle-aged man slowly spoke after pondering for a moment.

“When countries such as empires and militarists encounter internal crises, they will resort to inter-state struggles to cover up domestic conflicts.

The aggressive war led by William II was a manifestation of this, and internal conflicts were diverted through external wars.

But Moses' ideal was just the opposite, emphasizing the great unity of the people of the world.

From a hierarchical perspective.Their people at the bottom are in a state of being used and exploited, and the dividends of the war are taken by warlords and rulers."

"Ha." Raman sneered, "But they are very supportive of William II."

“The cognition of the people at the bottom is always controlled by the people at the top.

Whether they realize it or not, it doesn't actually change the nature of their being exploited, does it?

In this world, the objective truth will never be hidden.

And they often just need some people to tell the truth. "

The middle-aged man looked at Raman, his deep eyes shining with wisdom.

“Do you have any friends from that country?”

Raman was silent for a moment, but still nodded, "But he opposed the war and was even persecuted for opposing the war."

"But he is from that country, isn't he?" the middle-aged man laughed. "You hate people from that country, but you know friends from that country, and you also know that not all Prussians are war lunatics. Don't you think this is a contradiction?"

"You see, this is their purpose." The middle-aged man said, "To let you equate certain groups with the people."

He looked at Raman, "What you hate is the real culprits who killed your compatriots, the empires and militarists."

He looked at Joan of Arc and said, "And what you want to protect are the innocent people. There is no conflict between the two at all. It's just people with intentions who confuse the two."

The middle-aged man raised his hand and drew a pyramid on the table with tea, cutting out different levels horizontally.

"The real world should be like this, with a pyramid structure.

Some people stand at the top of the pyramid and control most of the resources and wealth in the world, while others stand at the bottom of the pyramid and are being squeezed.

This has nothing to do with country, ethnicity or race.

But our enemies plan to turn the world into this.”

He dipped some tea in it and cut the pyramid in half vertically from top to bottom starting from the middle.

“The society that should have been cut horizontally has been cut vertically, and the people who should be united hate and fight each other.

But the real vested interests enjoy the comfortable life that your kind of confrontation brings to them.

You are divided.

This is abnormal and must be a concept that needs to be changed. "

The middle-aged man said seriously.

“In Moses’ view, what truly brings peace is not one country’s victory over another, but whether people can untie their shackles.

Therefore, anyone who has the ideals of Moses will not and should not regard people of any nationality or race as enemies.

Because the deeper the hatred among the people at the bottom, the more powerful and rampant our real enemies will be! . "(End of chapter)