Facts have proved that it is very efficient for a quick-thinking person and a straight-thinking person to work together.
Straight-minded people know that they cannot do those complicated thinking, so they simply carry out those seemingly simple orders seriously.
A quick-thinking person doesn't need to explain to a straight-thinking person why the next stone is of this weight, because he doesn't understand it at all.
As there were more and more flying rocks on the Crescent, the Crescent began to gradually rise. Connie directed the people on the Crescent to continuously discharge the plumes in the air bags to keep the Crescent in line with the protruding rocks. In a position flush with the cliff.
Finally, it was time to get the last flying stone on board.
However, Connie, who is quick-thinking, looked at the stone and felt troubled.
The stone says ninety, which means it weighs ninety kilograms, which means it can offset the Crescent's ninety kilogram weight.
But if these ninety kilograms are placed in the flying stone cabin on the bow, the bow will become too light.
Connie has calculated the data to the extreme. He even took into account the disturbance caused by the crew running around. Now if a ninety kilogram flying stone is placed on the bow of the ship, the weight loss on the bow will overflow. The weight loss would affect the Crescent's seaworthiness.
Connie muttered, while Ampton frowned.
"Isn't it just over forty kilograms? What can I do if I put it in?"
"No, no, you underestimate the impact of the overflow on the Crescent. I think you don't even know what seaworthiness is."
Ampton scratched his cheek, he really didn't know.
Schliemann, who was sitting on a stone nearby, quickly called Ampton back, because when he saw it, Connie was about to get angry.
"This thing about airworthiness... to put it bluntly, it means stability.
You see, the Crescent encountered a crosswind, but it still maintained its bottom-down attitude. This is its stability.
The crew walks around the boat without causing it to roll or reverse, which also contributes to its stability.
The Crescent is not as light as possible, otherwise it will only turn your ship into a piece of paper, which will roll and float to an unknown place when the wind blows.
The thing he calculated is a balance between flexibility and stability, and it is necessary to be rigorous. "
"No! Peter, did you carry the wrong stone just now?"
"No, I don't think about it at all. I will carry you as many numbers as you want, and I will carry you wherever you want me to carry you."
Connie wiped his face, quickly erased the numbers on the ground, and calculated them again, and it was still the same value.
"Hey... there is only one possibility. I made the wrong preparation when I prepared the stone."
"Now what?"
"We need to find a 47-kilogram and a 43-kilogram flying stone. The 47-kilogram one is placed at the stern and the 43-kilogram stone is placed at the bow."
Hilpeter looked at Connie and blinked with his big eyes.
"That's it?"
"Well, that's it, go quickly."
Hilpeter looked around, scratched his head, walked to Schlieman's side, picked up an ordinary rock, and returned to the huge strip-shaped flying stone.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Hilpeter ignored Connie. He estimated the ratio of forty-three kilograms to forty-seven kilograms. He let go and the rock hit the long flying stone, which split into two pieces.
"Now, we have the forty-three kilograms and the forty-seven kilograms."
This is sometimes the case. People with fast brains tend to think about things more complicated, while people with straight brains are often better at simplifying things.
Connie made a last ditch effort as if to regain his dignity.
"No, Hilpeter, how can it be so accurate? You casually smashed it in half, one is forty-three and the other is forty-seven?"
Hilpeter scratched his nose. In terms of accuracy, he really had no confidence compared to Connie, who was proficient in calculations.
"It should be pretty much the same. Let's try weighing it."
"It's not even close to the mark..."
Connie followed Hillpeter, who was holding the stone that should be forty-three.
The scale stopped at forty-two, and Connie's eyelids twitched.
Hilpeter walked to Forty-Seven's half of the flying stone, stretched out his hand and broke off a piece.
"Now, forty-three, this is just right."
Connie had a look of disbelief on his face, while Schliemann sat on the stone and enjoyed himself. Watching the crewmen toss was one of the few relaxing moments for him.
The trial voyage of the Crescent began soon. Schliemann was on the deck giving instructions on the possible situations after various changes. The crew members at different positions kept the new operating regulations in mind, and everyone was thinking about it at their own positions. I am familiar with the operating procedures under different passwords.
The slowly rising Crescent swayed in the wind, and the sail ropes made sounds.
It becomes more sensitive and equally difficult to control.
Schliemann grasped the steering wheel and issued a brief command.
"Third from the left."
Hilpeter immediately stepped on the deck, and the crew members at various positions cooperated to pull the sail ropes.
The Crescent turned to left rudder, the auxiliary sail was bulged, and the entire hull tilted to the left, making a sharp turn to the left.
"Oh ho ho..."
The seriousness on Schliemann's face disappeared, replaced by gradually increasing excitement.
"Second from the right!"
He turned the wheel, Hilpeter gave the order, and with a sound of the sails tightening, the Crescent turned a sharper right turn.
The reason why Schliemann was excited was because the Crescent's sensitivity at this time had already caught up with the helicopters in his world. This made him more confident in facing the next exploration challenge.
"The steering surface needs to be made smaller..."
Schliemann muttered, and handed over the control to Hillpeter. Schliemann adapted to flying easily. In his world, he would fly a helicopter. This thing is easier to fly than a helicopter.
Moreover, Hillpeter will be commanding the Crescent for most of the time during the exploration. Whether he can quickly master the driving skills is an important criterion for whether he can set sail as soon as possible.
Fortunately, although Hillpeter was straight-minded, he also had a good sense of intuition. Whether it was attitude control or handling of airflow, Hillpeter learned quickly about the New Moon's flight.
Schliemann on the top of the mountain watched the Crescent's movement regulations go smoothly and sighed.
"Sil Peter is very talented in flying ship control. If he is also good at route knowledge, then he can be regarded as a very good captain."
Ampton scooped out a wooden spoon of tea from the pot and took a sip.
Selu didn't guard her tea pot. She also had responsibilities on the ship. She had to help Connie take charge of the Crescent's power unit in the small power cabin. If she were here, she would never allow Apton to face it. The spoon goes directly into the mouth.
"Schliemann, aren't you going to install a door cannon on the Crescent? When are you going to do it?"
