Chapter 1183 105. Slow down
"What to do with this steam engine?" Michael looked at the steam engine he used to fool Annan.
“You call this a steam engine?”
“The steam engine you mentioned uses steam to drive the machine, and my machine uses goblins to drive the machine. There is no difference.” Even if it is an alchemy Master, Michael still has some mage prejudices: They have all seen steam, how powerful can it be?
"How about using a goblin machine instead of a steam engine?"
"It's not that... no, absolutely not."
Let alone catching a hundred goblins, even if you catch a hundred ratmen and throw them in, you won't be able to make a train move. And what's the difference between this and a horse-drawn carriage?
What he wants is a machine that is free from human power, not an old thing covered in a metal shell.
Annan opened the door of the alchemy room and let the three little goblins run out. He turned back to Michael and said, "You should rest for a few days and then take a bath."
< br>"Who are you going to find to continue developing steam engines?"
"Don't look for anyone, I'll make it myself."
No one in this world knows steam engines better than Annan.
What kind of bullshit alchemist are you looking for? Why not do it myself!
The principle of a steam engine is very simple: steam is produced by boiling water, the steam pushes the piston, and the piston drives the runner.
With the strength of Allen's world materials, fine iron can ensure stability. For stability, fine steel will also work, and even orichalcum is used as the cylinder——
Annan decided to use fine steel as the raw material, spent half a day drawing a drawing, and gave it to Bronzebeard to build a set according to it.
Bronzebeard threw away the forging hammer, grabbed the blueprint with a hand bigger than Annan's head, looked at it, and threw it aside.
"How long will it take?"
"The order for the blacksmith shop has been queued up to 1003." Bronzebeard picked up the forging hammer again.
“I want to jump in line!”
"Annan, do you really don't understand or are you pretending not to understand?" Bronzebeard raised his head, his thick beard stained with sweat beads shining brightly in the firelight: "I say this to remind you that the blacksmith shop is short of manpower."
“Didn’t we recruit 100 apprentices just a few days ago?”
“You mean those humans? Together they are not as good as a dwarf!”
“Then I’ll give it to you again. Recruiting 10,000 apprentices?" Annan thought thoughtfully, Liberty City has the biggest shortage of people right now!
"Haas!"
Bronzebeard cursed the dwarf and was about to drive out to Annan.
"Don't worry, there will be dwarves coming to help you by the end of the year." Annan also wanted to draw cakes for Bronzebeard.
He was referring to the good harvest at the end of the year and brewing a large amount of distilled liquor to send to Harvey Stoneskull to attract the dwarves to come to Free City.
“Oh, don’t worry, I’ll be waiting for you next year.”
The lord of Liberty City, the big financier of the blacksmith shop, the beloved Lord Annan was just like that. His subjects drove out of the blacksmith shop.
"Hahahaha——"
A few children and goblins ran across the street while grabbing crabs and laughing.
Annan remembered that Bronzebeard also liked wine, so he returned to the mushroom house and knocked on the door of Michael's alchemy room.
As soon as the door opened, it was slammed shut again. Anticipating this scene, Annan stretched out his foot to hold the door: "Don't be nervous, I am not here to study new things with you this time."
< br>"What to do?" Michael asked through the crack in the door.
"You didn't even let me in..."
"I'm scared."
Annan had no choice but to let Michael brew a barrel of distilled liquor through the crack in the door.
"I know, I will send him to the city lord's mansion later."
In the end, Michael did not dare to let Annan in.
...
Annan returned to the city lord's palace. As soon as he reached the second floor, Olmedo, who was sitting in the living room, asked without raising his head: "I heard that you and Michael had a quarrel?"
“How do you know?”
Annan sat aside. Although I didn't seem to have done anything today, I really worked hard for myself... "I should ask you this. The goblins already know this, so how can there be any secrets to tell."
Thinking of the three little goblins, Annan suddenly realized: "It was just a friendly exchange."
"Oh?"
Annan and Olmedo complained: "Am I that scary? , when I went to find Michael for the second time, he didn’t even dare to let me enter the alchemy room.”
Olmedo raised his head and stared at Annan for a few seconds: “Yeah.”
Annan was unconvinced: "Where can you find such a generous lord?"
"You are indeed generous." Olmedo agreed, "But normal alchemists have loose tasks. They just need to complete the tasks required by the lord or boss within the specified time."
"I Yes."
Olmedo had to look at Annan again to see how he said this innocently: "Did you give him a break? Is there a gap between tasks?"
"Uh..."
Annan was silent. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that when I have an idea, I go to Michael. He has piled up several tasks: improving magic gunpowder, improving unstable crystals, manufacturing steam engines...
The situation is similar with Master Dumbledore. He not only wants to improve two kinds of golems, but also invent and improve various golem runes from scratch...
Olmedo continued: "Even if it is a skeleton, Farmers, they also have time to rest in the moonlight at night..."
"I understand."
The reason why he caught Michael gathering wool is ultimately: Liberty City is still short of people. There is no shortage of ordinary people, but talents with special skills.
“How is the school expansion going?”
At this moment, Olmedo suddenly felt a little like Michael: "It has just been a few days, how can it be so fast?"
Even the evacuation of residents around the school has just begun.
Annan frowned and was about to say it was too slow. Olmedo stood up, pulled him to the sofa, sat him down on the sofa that was still warm, and stared at his black face. Mou said: "Slow down."
"Slow down?"
"Slow down..."
"Today is mid-April 1002 of the Saint Laurent calendar. It's sunny. There are still two months before the Liberty Day."
"You are so close to me just for the weather forecast?"
Orr Mei Duo did not dodge, his blue eyes like the sky continued to look at Annan, and said softly:
"Annan, we spent two years creating this beautiful territory, and the treasury is full. Gold——"
"Shh..."
Annan raised his fingers to cover Olmedo's lips.
It is forbidden to mention money in the city lord's palace, and it may attract Ilimayas next door at any time...
"... Proud business, powerful legion, our business The streets are spread all over Middle-earth, inventions are springing up, maintaining friendly relations with the empire and legends, having a world tree of its own, and even almost forming an alliance with the Elf Court, and all this only took two years."
< br>"We have a future that all lords envy, what are you still anxious about?
"I..."
It turns out that you have done so many things?
“Liberty City is a dragon. As it grows, it will become more and more powerful, and at the same time it will lose some of its sensitivity. It will no longer be as flexible as it was when it was young. Can you understand?”
In Olmedo's eyes, Liberty City is already extremely efficient, but even so, Annan still feels it is slow.
What am I anxious about?
Annan asked himself solemnly, and when he was about to come up with an answer, a scream pierced the city lord's mansion.
"What are you doing!?"
(End of this chapter)