Perfikot didn't stay long in Railway Town; she rely accepted the mayor's invitation the next day, imrsed herself in the town's performances, and after experiencing what it felt like to be a female bandit, she left Railway Town.
This imrsive experience also solidified Perfikot's belief that the Northern Territory lacks the foundation to support large-scale tourism developnt.
Perhaps the ergence of such a the park-style town is acceptable, and its special location along the railway can attract enough foot traffic, but this is not sothing that every town can replicate.
Not to ntion, just having another similar town along the railway is enough to crush this business model, causing neither town to receive enough visitors.
After all, there's a roughly fixed number of passengers on the railway, and their spending capacity is also limited.
One town might be feasible, but two towns could empty their wallets and make them lose interest.
"What do you think about the situation in Worsed Town and Railway Town?" Perfikot curled up in her chair, wrapped in heavy fur, resembling a furry hamster.
This wasn't a peculiar habit; rather, it was because the train had now moved out of the Energy Tower's coverage, and as the temperature dropped sharply, the carriage beca cold.
Although there was a constant temperature barrier in Perfikot's carriage, the sensation of cold often wasn't due to the low temperature but was a relatively subjective feeling.
She felt cold, so she wrapped herself tightly.
In contrast, the officials sitting in front of Perfikot were similarly dressed warmly, but not as exaggeratedly as she was.
One official, who had a well-trimd beard, was the first to speak: "Count, I think the situation in these two towns can only be seen as exceptions and are not suitable for promotion throughout the Northern Territory."
"Oh? Share your thoughts." Perfikot looked at him, indicating for him to speak freely.
"Yes, Count." The official nodded slightly before continuing, "Although Worsed Town's model seems to have so rit, it is ultimately a relatively primitive and backward way of living.
It may indeed allow people to quickly adapt to the current environnt, but compared to that, we can build an Energy Tower much faster, and the investnt is relatively much less.
Their way of life has its rits, but compared to technological progress..."
The official didn't spell out the negative aspects, but both Perfikot and the other officials could read between the lines.
After all, for humans to survive and evolve, even with external interference to shorten the evolution cycle, it still needs to be asured in terms of years, and it's impossible to complete evolution in a very short ti.
Reality isn't a ga; you can't just unlock a technology and have it imdiately take effect and benefit everyone.
But the changes brought about by technological advancent are relatively more imdiate.
Not to ntion, it now takes only 45 days to erect an Energy Tower, which can then expand a heating field with a radius of 500 ters.
With the effect of the constant temperature barrier, the temperature in this area can rise by at least 40 degrees, turning what was once unbearable extre cold into a relatively bearable severe cold.
And if humans wanted to achieve a similar effect through adaptive evolution, even with an alchemist of Perfikot's level participating, it would still take decades.
So after he finished speaking, everyone couldn't help but nod, acknowledging that he made a valid point.
"What you said is correct, but regardless, Worsed Town's survival model still has reference value, and I plan to incorporate it into the school curriculum," Perfikot spoke, not denying his statent, but also expressing her own stance and thoughts.
Upon hearing Perfikot's plan, the official's eyes flickered slightly and he nodded, "Count, are you intending to develop the Northern Territory's populace towards environntal adaptation with this thod?"
"The environnt will beco increasingly harsh—this is an unyielding natural law. Although technological developnt can combat the worsening environnt, it also requires a lot of investnt and ti." Perfikot shook her head slightly, burrowing further into her fur: "These two models aren't mutually exclusive. Since we can walk on two legs, why choose to hop on one leg?"
Perfikot's words left the officials unable to argue; they may not accept the slightly primitive way of life that survival adaptation represents, but they had no desire to oppose Perfikot's wishes on this matter.
After all, they had brains and were clearly aware of how the survival adaptation model can benefit the Northern Territory.
Perhaps its effects cannot be seen imdiately now, but they will gradually show over ti.
"Since none of you are opposed, then discuss among yourselves later to see if you can co up with a plan." Perfikot shrugged off her responsibilities to the officials: "Of course, we need to visit other towns along the way, listen more, see more, think more; Worsed Town's model is not the only answer. After visiting other towns, give an answer."
Perfikot, although considering Worsed Town's approach to be good, knew promoting it across the entire Northern Territory was a significant matter, requiring more information as a reference.
The officials understandably nodded, taking out their notepads to record the key points Perfikot ntioned.
"Besides these, regarding the situation in Railway Town, I need you to discuss it when you return and draft a new law for their developnt model. The Northern Territory is currently not suitable for promoting this model, and except for Railway Town, I don't want to see other towns turning out like that." Perfikot's tone turned slightly more serious to show her emphasis on this issue.
Hearing her words, the officials took it to heart and hastily recorded the information, already thinking about how to et Perfikot's requirents.
"That's all there is to say. If you have no other matters, you can leave now. It's too cold for to want to talk." Perfikot extended a small hand from the fur, waving to signal their dismissal.
"Please rest well, Count." Naturally, the officials didn't dare to stay and disturb Perfikot, and after paying their respects, they left her carriage.
"It's so cold! It seems I need to find a way to improve the train's insulation; this cold is unbearable!" Perfikot thought seriously while nestled in a heap of fur, then gradually drifted into sleep.
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