Chapter 282 Summoning and Experiment
When Trump came to the door of the palace, an expression called "embarrassment" appeared on his ugly face, and he whispered:
"Master, I'm here."
"Come in."
The palace door slowly opened.
The ogre magician walked in slowly. He bowed his fat body and waited nervously for the order. Big drops of sweat flowed from his forehead.
Those mages who worked under Trump and suffered endlessly from ridicule and rebuke would never have thought that their leader would have such an embarrassing moment. This was simply unimaginable to them.
"Trump, you should also notice that something is wrong with my recent state."
"Master, this."
Rumple secretly raised his head and found that there was no such destructive light in Cassius's eyes. He breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
But soon, he realized another important thing.
The ogre quickly knelt in front of the red dragon, like a moving mountain of flesh.
"Master, you. You are finally back."
"As your loyal family member, I did not remind you in time. This is really a big mistake. It is my sin! Please punish me -"
There was a cry in his tone, almost choking, and his ugly face was twisted into a ball, making the red dragon barely able to see it.
Cassius was also a bit dumbfounded by this shrewd ogre magician.
"That's enough. I summoned you here, not to let you cry here."
Cassius interrupted helplessly.
Rumple immediately put away his awkward face, took out his handkerchief to wipe the tears on his face, put on his gold-rimmed glasses, and waited quietly by the side - like any sensible and capable senior mage.
However, Cassius still trusted this close relative.
The red dragon ordered:
"I believe you have also seen that kind of violent and destructive state, just like the 'Dragon Madness' in the records. In fact, I have been influenced by a certain demon lord, and I need you to use the power of the whole country , to find ways to maintain sanity and isolate the will of the abyss, at all costs."
"Yes, Master."
Lang Pi lowered his head and answered solemnly.
Cassius continued: "By the way, there is one more thing."
"I need you to create a strong and durable magic equipment that can detect when I enter a violent state similar to 'Dragon Madness', and promptly remind me to get out of the violent state in time."
"As for the detection standard, let's judge it based on the chaotic parameters of the surrounding magic network."
Lang Pi had already taken out a small transparent notebook and began to record it one by one.
The ogre magician pushed up his gold-framed glasses and said respectfully: "Master, technically speaking, it is not difficult to build equipment that can detect magic nets."
He paused slightly.
"But the key is how to make it difficult to destroy during your battle and send out a signal that is enough to wake you up."
"But I will do my best and I will definitely live up to your expectations."
Cassius nodded slightly.
At the red dragon's signal, Trump turned and left.
Although there were not many tasks he received this time, the difficulty was not small. The Ministry of Magic in the Kingdom of Burning Ember was very busy. Those human mages with thick dark circles under their eyes and thin hair had to fight for better spells and more. With gold coins and a higher status, he began to work overtime every day.
Beifeng Castle, on the outskirts of the city.
Hundreds of people were attracted by the huge momentum, gathered together to watch, and talked a lot.
"What is this?"
"Is it a cow made of steel?"
"These people in the Ordnance Department are really good at wasting materials. They even spread the best steel on the ground. Gee, this is enough to make many good swords."
"What a joke. What use can this thing have?"
Surrounded by tiefling guards, a man with rosacea and dragon scales on his face was striding proudly.
The onlookers hid away knowingly, for fear of offending the dragon-blooded nobleman. "Where does this big shot come from? Look at the dragon scales on his face, it's so enviable."
"This is the Gilmore."
"That craftsman noble?"
"What a lucky man."
Whispers came from the crowd.
This nobleman is the so-called "craftsman representative" Guillermo Sparrow. He was originally an ordinary blacksmith in the blacksmith shop in the east of the city, but because he discovered the flaws in the rifle production line and improved them, he became a dragon-blooded nobleman.
His story was widely publicized as the classic "Dream of the Burning Kingdom", making many people in Beifeng Castle envious and looking forward to one day becoming a noble through hard work.
Seeing the arrival of the viscount, the busy people immediately gathered around.
"Lord Viscount, this section of track has been laid."
"Everyone who stood in the way was driven away."
"The coal and water in the steam locomotive are all ready. Just waiting for your order, the experiment can start immediately."
The manager in charge of the project pushed through the crowd, walked up to the man, and said flatteringly.
Gilmore was suddenly very happy. He drank the soju in his hand and rubbed his hands with his face flushed.
“Everyone has worked hard for so many days, and it’s time to get some results.”
"Let's get started."
"Yes, my lord!"
The manager immediately stood at attention and even saluted.
As the whistle blew and all the workers were busy, this huge "steel bull" finally started to operate.
In the magic steam boiler, a complex magic circle releases hot flames. The combustion process boils water into steam, and the steam is transported to the cylinder through pipes.
During the time when the magic force field valve controls the steam to reach the cylinder, the steam enters the slide valve chamber through the main steam valve and the throttle valve, and is controlled by the slide valve to alternately enter the left or right side of the cylinder to promote the movement of the magic piston.
"Kang, bang, bang, bang, bang."
The piston moved violently, driving the "limbs" made of steel, and the wheels underneath gradually rotated, finally making this heavy "iron bull" move.
There was a sudden commotion among the crowd of onlookers, but there were also strange sounds.
"It's moving!"
“It actually started to move!”
"This 'Iron Bull' can really run"
"But at such a slow speed, I might as well go riding a horse."
"Yeah, the donkey cart at John's house next door is faster than this."
The steam locomotive is still running, and the cooled steam is introduced into the condenser through the pipe, and then condenses into water again through the cooling array. This process is repeated as the steam engine moves.
"Woo——"
Accompanied by the long whistle, the exhaust gas produced by coal combustion was discharged from the top pipe, and thick gray smoke filled the air, like the heavy breathing of this huge machine.
"Great, successful!"
"Finally achieved the above targets!"
"It really has reached the end!"
When the steam locomotive reached the end, all the workers and managers present, including Viscount Gilmore, cheered.
Gilmore looked around at the talking people and thought with some disdain: "How can these ignorant people understand your majesty's great blueprint."
"It used to be that moving something of this weight required at least a third-level advanced spell, but now it only requires a few simple magic circles of the lowest level, as well as some coal and water. What's more, this is far from it. The limit.”
"When the railway is laid in the future, it will only take one day for His Majesty's troops to be dispatched to any part of the kingdom, as will the food and commodities."
(End of chapter)