In front of a cart pulling groceries, an old horse was struggling to move its hooves. It moved forward step by step, following the similarly difficult cart in front, heading towards the distant east.
This is a convoy, with a total of more than a dozen carriages in front and behind. Mixed around the convoy are migrating civilians and hired ranger and mercenary guards.
The servants held the reins and walked numbly on the official road, surrounded by endless farmland and scattered houses on both sides.
In the middle of the team, between the two carriages, a girl who looked to be in her early teens looked curiously at the young man with a sword at her waist: "Brother, where are you from?"
"Me? I'm from the Kingdom of Wright." The handsome young man replied with a smile.
He looks completely different from the other young men on the team because he is taller and has a well-proportioned body shape.
This young man's face is always full of sunshine and confidence, and he looks more likable than other young people.
The little girl is willing to talk to this little brother because he is well-informed and knows why bees like flowers and why flowers are so beautiful.
He can also weave beautiful garlands with flowers and grass stems, which is much better than those idiots who don't know anything.
The middle-aged man holding the little girl's hand immediately became interested in talking and said with a clear look: "Oh, I've heard about it. Why do you want to come here?"
"I'm here to find a job." The young man seems to be easy to get along with and always smiles when he talks, so many people in the team like him very much.
"Ah? What do you know? Why do you want to come here to find a job?" The middle-aged man was a carpenter. Because his wife passed away, he sold his house when he was treating his wife, so he took his daughter to look for a living in another country.
The young man scratched his head and introduced himself as if he was a little embarrassed: "I am actually a craftsman, and I know many things."
"What about?" The middle-aged man was very interested and asked immediately.
The young man smiled and replied: "For example, I can make a musket."
On the other side, the leader of the caravan joined the group chat, looking surprised: "Young man, can you make a musket?"
It's not surprising that he is like this. Young people who know a certain craft are actually very popular these days, especially skilled craftsmen who can make muskets. They can make a living wherever they go.
"Yes, I can make Cyric flintlock, I am a craftsman." The young man replied firmly.
The leader of the caravan looked at his talents and sighed with emotion: "That's really rare. After all, Cyric's workshop rarely releases craftsmen who can make muskets."
"Yes." The young man put the hand with a dandelion ring on his ring finger into his pocket and nodded.
The leader of the caravan continued to ask curiously: "Then where are you going?"
"Me? The place I want to go is very far, very far away. After crossing this mountain, I have to walk for another three months..." The young man looked at the mountains in the distance and answered with some expectation.
"That's really far away, Wild Bear City?" The caravan leader was very familiar with that side of the mountain and asked directly.
When the young man heard the name of the destination he was familiar with, he immediately continued to nod: "That's about right. Is it easier to find a job over there in Wild Bear City?"
"If you can really get there, you will definitely find a good job. You are still young and life will be good there." The leader of the caravan said with certainty.
"Thank you." The young man still looked humble and polite, and thanked the other party for the encouragement.
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In the slightly dark basement, the lights flickered on and off, accompanied by Tang Mo's anxious question: "Can you use a little more force?"
"I, I've worked very hard!" Wes's voice was full of breath, as if he was doing a very physically demanding job.
Tang Mo shook his head in disappointment and said, "You...it's time to exercise your...stamina. Do you want to go out with the second batch of students tomorrow?"
"Heh...heh...I, I've been working here for more than an hour, you, you don't accept it, why don't you come and give it a try?" Weiss gasped and desperately defended himself.
"Stop talking nonsense! Keep pedaling!" Tang Mo coldly ended this disgusting conversation that made the fujoshi blush and her heart beat.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly discovered something. He moved excitedly to the pile of equipment and shouted loudly: "Received! Received! We succeeded!"
He successfully received those ticking sounds from the same telegraph machine at Station 2!
This was the first long-distance radio communication in the history of another world. Matthews and Roger sent the words "Datang Group" to Tang Mo there.
Tang Mo received these four words clearly! This means that his communication technology is completely at the forefront of the times!
As long as he is willing, his intelligence transmission speed is calculated in seconds. As long as he is willing, he can crush all opponents in intelligence!
Of course, because of the existence of Tang Mo, a time traveler, the telegraph system did not start with wired telegraphy.
It directly evolved into wireless telegraphy, and the transmission distance was suddenly extended to an astonishing hundreds of kilometers.
Anyway, the radio wave transmission environment of this era is extremely clean. Compared with the chaotic and turbulent electromagnetic environment of later generations, the electromagnetic environment of this world is as clean as a piece of white paper.
This also allows Tang Mo's telegram to be easily transmitted hundreds of kilometers without even worrying about interference from other signals.
Compared with laying cables, the cost of building signal towers is obviously much lower. Tang Mo has been using technology to save costs for more than a day or two, so this time is no exception.
Because there was no way to build a power station in Beiling at the moment, Tang Mo found a way to come up with such a bicycle-type power generation and telegraph system.
The technical difficulty of this system is actually not high. What is high is the physical demand on the person riding the bicycle.
With this system, Tang Mo could send a telegram to Beiling very conveniently to appease the countess who missed her so much that he was thinking about visiting Bunas every day.
Similarly, he can also use this system to contact Beiling, issue immediate instructions, and remotely control all decisions in Wolf City.
Who would have thought that what gave birth to the first wireless telegraph machine in the history of the world was actually the need of a couple to write love letters?
In fact, this is indeed the case. All Tang Mo can think about now is treating this system as a gift to Alice, rather than treating it as a strategic material to Beiling...
Of course, the power that this equipment showed later drove Beiling's senior management into madness. After they experienced the advancement of communication technology, they started building a thermal power station in Beiling at all costs.
The telegraph actually promoted the development of electricity. Such magical things would only happen in the world where time travelers like Tang Mo lived.
"Is this thing really capable of transmitting sound thousands of miles away?" Weiss panted and walked up to Tang Mo. He looked at the experimental results and asked with shock on his face.
"Yes, if we agree on a time, we can immediately transmit what happened in the Royal City or Beiling back to us." Tang Mo pointed to the equipment in front of him: "One minute is enough for us to understand what happened in the distance. ”
"My God... you are such a genius." Wes looked at the equipment and couldn't help but touch it gently with his hands: "What connection do they... have with the thing I'm riding?"
At this moment, he felt that all the hard work he had done before was worth it. It was his honor to be able to cooperate in the experiment to produce such a great thing.
He even felt that infinite strength was surging out of his body. He felt that he could still use his numb and sore legs to ride a bicycle for another hour.
Tang Mo shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile in order to deliberately hit Weiss: "There is no connection. You were using a bicycle to generate electricity for another device. Both devices received telegrams from Platform 2. The experiment was successful."
In fact, there is no necessary connection. The basement laboratory is already powered, so Weiss's human power generation equipment is not used at all.
But Tang Mo wanted to build an immediately usable telegraph system for Beiling, so he also experimented with a human-powered telegraph machine.
This kind of equipment was widely used on the battlefield of World War I, and it was not technically difficult. The only troublesome thing was the chain.
However, because they had experience in making mechanical transmission systems, Matthews and his apprentices had no problem making chains.
Of course, because generators were still an extremely expensive new gadget at this time, Tang Mo's equipment was not cheap.
According to his plan, if someone is willing to buy this set of equipment, the price must be set at the level of 3,000 gold coins for a set. After all, the value of technology is infinite.
Moreover, the cost of making this set is not cheap. It is an iron frame and is wrapped with copper wire. That’s all money!
Such cutting-edge technology, coupled with such complex craftsmanship, and valuable materials, if you don't sell it for a shocking price, you will really be sorry for your reputation as a profiteer.
If you think about it carefully, he could be considered worthy of Samuel Morse if he had to sell two locomotives for one telegraph machine.
"..." After hearing what Tang Mo said, Weiss felt that his negative emotions had surged. He looked at Tang Mo speechlessly, with a depressed expression. If Tang Mo had a negative emotion reception system, he would definitely see a bunch of +999 prompts at this time.
Now, Tang Mo can install wireless telegraphy equipment everywhere he controls, and can even use this equipment on new battleships.
With this set of equipment, he can almost personally command the various subsystems of the entire Datang Group, which brings his control over the entire Bunas area to a new level.
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