Cheng Xu jumped on his feet and complained, but Thirty-two felt a little embarrassed next to him. He thought to himself: Cheng Xu had just arrived, and he didn’t know that there was a god in Gaojiacun. He cursed indiscriminately, and every sentence he cursed was directed at Tianzun. Go, if Tianzun hadn't always been kind, the big slap would have been blurred.
He quickly stood up to help explain: "Don't worry, Professor He. The reason why our Gaojiacun arranges weapons and equipment in this way is because [things happen for a reason]"
Cheng Xu: "?"
Thirty-two: "This village is protected by the Heavenly Lord. When killing thieves, there are artifacts given by the Heavenly Lord that can be used. The villagers only need to protect themselves from harm, so they make armor first and then find weapons."
Cheng Xu wanted to complain about this sentence, but his mind flashed through the colorful trebuchets, giant ballistae, and the inexplicable combination of large missiles he saw in Baijiabao, and he suddenly woke up. come over.
"Those weird weapons...were all given by Heavenly Lord?"
Thirty-two nodded.
Cheng Xu raised his head and looked at the low clouds in the sky, thought for a few seconds, suddenly raised his fists, and asked respectfully: "Tianzun, since God has been given to Gaojia Village to keep the villagers safe, why do you want me to organize a militia? General ...Ahem...this little skill I have is really not worth mentioning compared with the magic weapon of the Immortal Family."
The low clouds in the sky opened, and a huge piece of paper appeared in the clouds, with a line of large characters written on it: "Grasp with both hands, both hands must be strong!"
Cheng Xu couldn't understand this sentence and was confused for a moment.
Thirty-two chuckled: "He teaches Xi, Tianzun means. You teach the villagers the mortal fighting methods, and Tianzun spreads the immortal fighting methods to us. We must master both methods, both The methods must be rigorous, which is called [comprehensive].”
Cheng Xu was a veteran in the officialdom, so he immediately began to habitually "guess his mind." Half a second later, he started to think about it, and said respectfully to the sky: "In this case, before I... ahem... I'll use it boldly." Let’s train the militia in our own way.”
The paper in the sky suddenly changed to another one: "Go and do it boldly!"
Cheng Xu's spirit was greatly boosted. The gods in the sky used a huge fairy paper to issue a decree to him. There was nothing to panic about. This was much more powerful than the imperial decree. He shouted loudly: "Listen carefully, the decree of the Supreme Lord must be fulfilled." Teach you mortals how to attack battle formations, you idiots don’t know anything
No, so we have to start from scratch and practice formation today..."
Forty-six young men began to learn to line up under the command of Cheng Xu. At first, it was really messy and unbearable. Some people couldn't tell the left and right. Cheng Xu asked them to step forward with their left foot. Several people stepped forward. It's the right foot.
It took a lot of trouble to finally correct it.
Seeing that they had a basic look, Cheng Xu asked the group of people to stand in line and practice by themselves. He called Thirty-Two and hurried towards the "Jiangjing", wanting to adjust the equipment route in Gaojiacun.
There is a lively atmosphere in the craftsman's well now. As the profession "most favored by the gods", the craftsmen lead the most daily necessities in Gaojia Village. They all live a happy life and have the highest enthusiasm for work. As soon as they walk in here, they are You can hear the clanging sound of iron and the "black" sound of saws cutting wood.
Cheng Xu originally thought that he would see the same thing as what he saw when he walked into the government workshop in Chengcheng County, a group of poor, ragged craftsmen, looking disheveled and working feebly, but he did not expect that all the craftsmen he saw here would The clothes are neat, the spirit is full, and the blood is full.
They are simply a different species from the craftsmen in the official workshops in Chengcheng.
Cheng Xu was startled: "What's going on?"
Thirty-two smiles: "Tianzun favors craftsmen and rewards those with skills. This is a well-known fact in Gaojia Village. Now many villagers without skills are secretly learning some skills, especially the group of day laborers living in the village. All the outsiders here want to come to the craftsman's well to learn from his masters.
Cheng Xu was confused for a while, but forget it, this was not something that a general like him should take care of. He never paid attention to the details. He walked straight to the blacksmith's assistant, glanced at it, and saw that they were all making armor pieces, so he stretched out his fingers. Pointing at several of the blacksmiths: "You! You, and you, you guys, don't make armor pieces yet, first make dozens of decent iron spear heads! Make a batch of spears."
Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at the others: "You guys, don't hit them with armor pieces yet, just hit them with dozens of waist knives."
The blacksmiths secretly glanced at Thirty-Two, who nodded.
Expressing Tianzun's agreement, the blacksmiths immediately agreed: "Okay."
Cheng Xu walked along the way and suddenly saw Li Dazheng looking desperately at a drawing. After reading it, he turned his head and tapped a strange thin wire. He bent and bent the wire, and wound it around. Wrap it around an iron rod and shape it into a circle.
Cheng Xu was a little confused: "What weapon are you building?"
Li Da: "Tianzun taught me a new type of fire gun."
Cheng Xu: "What do these circles of iron wire have to do with fire guns?"
Li Da: "This little guy doesn't know much about it. Anyway, the drawing of the fire gun has this thing on it, so I followed it."
Cheng Xu glanced at the design drawings spread out on the side and saw that the circle of things had a name: spring.
I thought to myself: Judging from the name, this thing can play? Could it be that he pressed his hands toward the middle, and when he let go, he would be ejected, and the sharp wire would pierce the enemy's eyes?
He took the spring from Li Da's hand and pressed his hands towards the middle. The spring was flattened immediately and did not bounce up at all.
Cheng Xu was amused: "What kind of crap is this? I don't think you did it right?"
Li Da was very distressed: "Yes, the villain has always done something wrong."
Cheng Xuzheng was about to ask him to make something else serious. Thirty-Two gently pulled him and whispered: "This is the design drawing of the Xianjia Fire Gun. Tianzun appointed Li Da to study the Xianjia Fire Gun. He did not give him any regulations. Time allows him to slowly build it over several years."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Xu immediately put away his thoughts: "Okay, just study this thing slowly. Although I don't understand it very well, I want to say that the most important thing about your thing is not its shape. , but the material... don’t use iron, find something flexible to make it, bamboo is not as flexible as your hard wire."
When Li Daoxuan heard this sentence outside the box, he couldn't help being slightly stunned and gave Cheng Xu a thumbs up: The blind cat has met a dead mouse! This guy accidentally said something casually, and he actually got it right.
The soul of the spring is not how to roll the wire into a circle, but "material science".
It is precisely because the "material science" research in Europe has reached a certain level and has elastic metal materials that springs came into being.
"Material science" belongs to basic science, and basic science is our country's weakness.
Without the foundation of basic science, all fantastic ideas can only remain in brainstorming and cannot be turned into reality. Just like if humans don't understand "aerodynamics", they won't be able to build good airplanes.
Li Da, who doesn't understand "material science", will never be able to handle springs in his life.
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