Tiangong Hall.
Just like its name "Tiangong", this organization is equivalent to a large factory, and its responsibility is to manufacture various mysterious tools, magic tools, and gray crystal machinery.
certainly.
Since Gray Crystal Machinery is a civilian machine, Tiangongdian only manufactures the core object "Spiritual Crystal Disk", and the remaining parts are handled by private factories.
At this moment.
A gray-haired master craftsman put down the letter in his hand and kept muttering:
"'Including mysterious magic, the change of everything is essentially the transformation of energy.' Although Special Envoy Cheng's statement is strange, it makes sense when you think about it..."
Right next to it.
A middle-aged craftsman is carving a spiritual crystal plate.
He held on to a delicate carving knife and drew a spiritual pattern with far superior dexterity than ordinary people. He then tested it with a magic tool and then continued to carve the next spiritual pattern.
And if the master wins the bet, there is a small chance that he will not be able to turn around.
The middle-aged craftsman seemed to be concentrating on the work, but from the flash of his eyes from time to time, one could tell that he was distractedly listening to the master craftsman's words.
The middle-aged craftsman opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.
The middle-aged craftsman agreed: "That is indeed an advantage."
The middle-aged craftsman was dumbfounded.
The little craftsman suddenly changed the topic: "In the letter sent just now, Special Envoy Cheng imagined a very powerful flying weapon called a 'bomber'."
The little craftsman shook the letter in his hand and added: "The internal combustion engine envisaged by Special Envoy Cheng is not to refine brown oil as fuel, and brown oil is not refined from stone fruit.
"The core essence of the internal combustion engine is to convert the heat energy of fuel combustion into kinetic energy. In a sense, it can also be regarded as a mysterious method..."
The middle-aged craftsman's smile suddenly froze.
The master craftsman read the contents of the letter in a low voice again.
The middle-aged craftsman sat up slightly and looked like he was listening.
Worth the gamble!
The little craftsman gushed: "Special Envoy Cheng said that it was an inspiration that came to me accidentally when I was playing with paper airplanes in my childhood.
"Xuanjing does contain relatively little source energy, but that stuff has always been in tight supply in Xuan Palace, and 40% of Xuanzhou has no Luya.
A full half an hour passed.
The middle-aged craftsman nodded heavily: "If it is really impossible to create an internal combustion engine, then this is indeed a feasible solution."
The little craftsman looked angry: "Liang Ming, if he continues to act blindly, wait until labor and management make a prototype of the internal combustion engine, and let him start the machine with a big bird!"
"The envoy calls that kind of aircraft a 'bomber'. That kind of war is not the 'carpet bombing' I envisioned."
When the middle-aged craftsman heard this, he laughed out loud: "Isn't this horse riding nonsense?"
The middle-aged craftsman had the courage to retort: "Master, you are mentally retarded!"
The middle-aged craftsman seemed to think it was a great joke, so he simply stopped carving and laughed: "That's so boring!"
"The Xuan Palace belongs to the Hundred Young Master Spiritual Realm. There are inhabited wastelands everywhere. You can't plant as many stone fruit trees as you want. You can't pick them every year. The cost cannot be too high."
The middle-aged craftsman took the letter and read it carefully.
"But you are so marginalized in Tiangong Hall. A great little craftsman actually makes gray crystal machinery every day. Special Envoy Cheng can't afford it, but you really can't afford it."
I feel in my heart that that sentence makes no sense!
The little craftsman was silent for a few seconds before he spoke hastily: "In a letter, Special Envoy Cheng wrote such a sentence..."
The little craftsman scolded him without any politeness: "What Special Envoy Cheng said is obviously not true knowledge. He only has the brains to listen and understand. He actually didn't have the nerve to laugh at Special Envoy Cheng."
I paused for a moment and said, "Anyway, I haven't become a little bastard yet. Is there anything I can't lose?"
The little craftsman replied: "You can't change it!"
Not only is it a matter of turning around, but there are also problems with becoming the head of the Tiangong Palace. Even leaving a name in history is highly unlikely.
That's a little truth.
"If you really build a bomber, you will need Xuanzhou to pilot Luya, and special people can also play a huge role in the war.
It’s also heartbreaking.
"The essence of Xuanshi's way is to enhance one's own energy and turn oneself into a humanoid 'Yuanxuan Crystal'. Xuanfa is to transform one's own power into other powers, such as the heat energy of fire Xuanfa.
The middle-aged craftsman was finally moved, and his eyes showed a cold meaning: "Master, that is indeed a genius idea. You can't try it with Special Envoy Cheng."
The young master craftsman glared at his apprentice: "That's a little bit of knowledge! Those formulas contain little principles, and he only half understood them after reading them."
After a while.
I immediately threw over a letter: "These formulas are outside. Your arithmetic skills are pretty good, so you should be able to understand them."
“Even the highest-grade and cheapest gray crystals are priced beyond the affordability of special people, which greatly limits their application scope.
The young craftsman suddenly sighed: "What Special Envoy Cheng said is absolutely wrong. In addition to being lightweight, the gray crystal machine also has another minor problem: its low cost.
The middle-aged craftsman felt that the master had gone too far and couldn't help nagging: "Special envoy Cheng is a real genius. Dissolving a mysterious seal can trigger a spiritual tide.
In case it succeeds.
The middle-aged craftsman asked curiously: "What does 'Xiao Pou Street' mean?"
The middle-aged craftsman agreed with that view: "The cheapest gray crystal lamp can only be used by poor families. A small number of common people can only use oil lamps."
The little craftsman's tone became excited: "The special envoy proposed an amazing plan in the letter, which will definitely produce thousands of metal airplanes.
The ugly picture of "a sparrow turning a machine" popped up in my mind. I immediately shuddered and calmly admitted my mistake: "Master, you are wrong!"
The guy couldn't help but grinned: "In that case, you must have lit a barrel of brown oil. Isn't it equivalent to performing a fire-based mysterious method?"
"Each aircraft carries two 'Spiritual Flame Mysterious Weapons', and the large fleet of aircraft flies to the enemy's position from the sky, throwing all the Mysterious Weapons on top.
The guy then asked a question: "The power output of Special Envoy Cheng's prototype machine is not small, but its size is also small, and it is much worse than the gray crystal machine."
The young craftsman's tone could not be called excited: "For a long time, due to the production of Xuan Jing, the number of Xuan Shi has been limited.
The little craftsman glanced at his apprentice and explained: "It's like you."
The middle-aged craftsman glanced at the master secretly and ended his work honestly.
"Even if Special Envoy Cheng is fooling around and blows up the living room, the palace owner will just laugh and say it's bad.
The middle-aged craftsman agreed: "Grey crystal machinery has been improved for tens of thousands of years, but it is still so small."
For the master, even if he lost the battle, at least he would not go back to his hometown to retire, which would be a slower life than staying in Tiangong Hall and being unhappy.
"As a result, the strength of your Wanhao clan will definitely weaken slightly."
The middle-aged craftsman nodded heavily: "I really don't have any skills."
The little craftsman shook his head: "Special Envoy Cheng proposed the concept of 'cold value' and also derived a formula for 'conversion of cold energy into kinetic energy'."
The little craftsman "hummed" and read the letter again.
"The little envoy believes that he must make a metal airplane, install an internal combustion engine, and drive a propeller to make it fly."
(End of chapter)
