Chapter 96 It’s time to show real technology!
When Oak translated the original words of "stifling the chemical pool" to all the engineering rats present, almost all the rats were stunned on the spot.
An undead...
And he is also the lowest level skeleton soldier.
This guy not only laughed at them for not understanding what a real robot is, but also brazenly said that he would build a new one for them?
What a joke!
#￥%#!!」
Unable to restrain the anger in their hearts any longer, a group of mole people screamed and cursed. Not even Yoyo had heard of the slang they learned from the dwarves, so naturally they couldn't translate it.
“Quiet! Quiet! Are you going to rebel?” Zhuang Zhuang, who was sweating profusely, tried to stabilize the situation, but no mouse listened to him.
Gabong screamed angrily.
"You can laugh at our height! You can laugh at our small eyes! But you can't laugh at our technology!"
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"That's right!!!"
This is simply more humiliating than calling them rat people!
Him didn't care about the noise of these little mice at all. He suffocated the chemical pool and stood next to Oak, shouting loudly through Oak's mouth.
"'I can think of it'" The magic workshop is looking for workers! The requirement is to be able to carve inscriptions! The reward is... one piece of roasted sweet potato every five hours! Two pieces for good work!"
He originally wanted to give the money to Hades, but after thinking about it, these little mice seemed unable to spend it, so he gave up and changed to paying wages in goods.
Sweet potatoes are the cheapest food in the necropolis store. They are mainly imported from Silver Pine Town. They cost only 10 nether coins per pound. He can buy a lot of them by doing two tasks.
By the way, the farmers in Yinsong Town mainly grow this stuff to improve the diet of their pigs and fatten them up. They themselves still prefer to eat pumpkins.
Ok standing next to him was a little confused. Isn't this guy an apprentice of Ock's magic workshop? I'm wondering what a magic workshop is?
However, he was still confused, so he still shouted out the original words.
All the moles and people were stunned when they heard this, and stood there with their huge front teeth open.
Remuneration?
What is reward?
And what is roasted sweet potato?
They usually eat roots of plants, earthworms in caves, and their own, other mole people or dwarf feces, etc.
As for what roasted sweet potatoes are, they really have never heard of them.
Seeing that no one paid attention to him and the Demon King's minions, Oak quickly added another sentence.
"Sweet potatoes! They are human food! You have nothing to do all day anyway, don't you want to try it?! That thing is much more delicious than what you usually eat!"
In fact, Ouke has never eaten that thing.
Generally, he will eat whatever the Demon King eats.
Out of curiosity about roasted sweet potatoes, some mole people finally betrayed their indignant neighbors and crawled out of the swarm out of curiosity.
"I'll have a taste!"
"I'll have a taste too!"
"Give me one too!"
Looking at the moles surrounding them, Oak quickly shouted loudly.
"If you want to sign up, come here and queue up! Don't rush to me! And! Only those who can carve inscriptions! You will be paid after you finish the work!"
As soon as you heard that you will be paid after you finish the work, and you must be able to carve inscriptions, half of the mole people surrounding Ork immediately dispersed and returned to the protesting rats.
However, there are still many engineering rats left.
As Oak said, there’s nothing else to do anyway, right? And this "reward" sounds better than working for dwarves.
"I! I can carve inscriptions!"
Looking at the engineering rat who was the first to sign up, he took a sip of the chemical pool and excitedly reached out to hook his shoulder.
"Very good, from now on, you will be the first employee of the "I'm Thinking It's OK" Magic Workshop! Leave your paw prints on this board, and we'll have a contract!"
While saying this, he handed a piece of wood he picked up from somewhere to the mole man, thus completing the employment contract.
Watching more and more engineering rats join the opposite camp, Ga Bang suddenly panicked and screamed.
"Wait a minute! This is cheating! What you are using is not your own technology, but that of the Fang Tribe!"
Him immediately retorted after taking a sip of the chemical pool.
"This is not cheating, this is called OEM! I can't possibly engrave that thing myself, right?"
Oke repeated his words, and Ga Bang became even more angry after listening to it.
“But what’s the difference between this and our own engraving? You’re playing a word game with Ga Bang!”
said unceremoniously after taking a sip from the chemical pool.
"It's very simple. I will not arrange the inscriptions in "your way", but in a way that you have never seen before. As for the difference between the two, I believe that after seeing the finished product, anyone with sound intelligence can see the difference. If you don’t believe it, just join us, how about it? Do you want to try it? ”
He has already edited the plan and the programs of each component on the real computer using the modeling tool. All you have to do is copy it over.
But having said that, relying on his own strength to slowly accumulate those parts, I'm afraid he will have to work until the end of the year.
There happens to be a large amount of almost free labor available here.
According to Ork, mole people are natural craftsmen and can even work metal with their teeth! Even the dwarves, who were proud of their inscription technology, were full of praise for the abilities of these little guys.
Faced with the invitation from the stupid skeleton in front of him, Ga Bang struggled internally for a while, and finally nodded his round head.
For the sake of roasted sweet potatoes...
"Okay! Ga Bang will stare at you! You'd better not lie to Ga Bang!"
After reading the subtitles, I choked up and laughed out loud.
"Lied to you? Haha, there is no need, but you...don't be able to lose when the time comes, and play clever tricks behind my back, cutting corners or something like that."
“Jerry-making?! You are insulting my professional ethics!” Ga Bang clenched his fists excitedly, wanting to go up and give this guy a bite.
He swore——
If the terrifying great swordsman hadn’t stared straight at this, he would have definitely done this!
As Ga Bang joined in, "I think it's okay" the magic workshop quickly recruited more than a hundred mole men, and led by a suffocating chemical pool, they rushed to the garbage mountain in the middle of the Mechanical Temple and began to select usable parts.
There are a wide variety of ready-made parts here, from pipes to plates to transmissions, gears, etc.
Even if it can’t be used, it can be done with some processing.
Since it was too troublesome to communicate every time, Ork simply lent the translation crystal to the chemical pool, allowing the latter to communicate directly with the moles of the Iron Fang tribe.
After listening to the task assigned by the old man, Ga Bang scratched his scalp and asked.
It is said that it can be used to drive the expansion and contraction of the mechanical arm instead of "muscles". This is much more reliable than directly carving the rotation angle on the joints, and there is no need to worry about the material being deformed due to excessive force." Ga Bang was shocked when he heard this and looked at the skeleton soldier in front of him in surprise.
「This, how is this done?!」
logue hand in the chemical pool and scratched the back of his head. Because it was so basic, he didn't know where to start.
"Then we have to start with the connector! But this thing is too troublesome to explain... Anyway, if you do as I say, and then slowly understand from it, you will naturally know what is going on."
Gabeng nodded as if he didn't understand, staring straight at him, watching the latter write and draw on the wall with chalk, teaching his tribe what inscriptions to carve on this device called a hydraulic press, and where to carve the inscriptions specifically.
Ga Bang listened attentively and was about to carefully digest the knowledge points, but saw that the undead showed no intention of stopping after gesticulating for a round. He immediately called a wave of engineering rats and told them to find and process the next set of parts, as well as what inscriptions should be engraved on this set of parts.
By now, Ga Bang was completely dumbfounded and couldn't keep up with his rhythm at all.
From moving parts to energy components and operating end, this guy seems to have a three-dimensional blueprint in his head, disassembling the complex mechanical structure into individual modules!
In the past, when the Tieya tribe designed robots, most of them relied on individual engineers to perform independently, and they would only discuss them together when making a "big guy".
However, even if they discussed it together, they would discuss it while building it. They would never explain every detail of the project before starting to build the entire robot framework, or even divide it into many units and hand them over to different groups to work on.
Given the fact that no one in the Tieya Tribe accepts the status quo, this is almost impossible.
And Ga Bang was surprised to find that after this guy split it up, the originally complicated project seemed to become simpler in an instant!
More than that——
What shocked Ga Bang most was not only this guy’s overall project planning ability, but also the latter’s use and understanding of inscriptions!
When designing the "Big Man" before, the engineering rats of the Iron Tooth Tribe, in order to allow the Big Man to move flexibly, adopted a method of installing a corresponding operating rod for each mechanical component for coordination.
But this guy is different!
He first designed a "control center" that integrated various action instructions, and then connected all the parts with specific codes to the control center.
Only when a certain component needs to be driven to work, the control center will connect the component to the "energy module".
Through this design, they do not need to design lengthy inscriptions for each joint. Most of the inscriptions are concentrated on a small metal plate!
At the same time, the amount of operations required by the robot driver will also be greatly reduced!
According to the strangely named Demon King's minion himself, he was able to reduce the three pilots to just one person who can operate the entire machine!
In addition, complex actions that originally required twenty joysticks can be simplified to only two joysticks and two pedals!
"Incredible! Who taught you these things?!" Unable to suppress the shock in his heart any longer, Ga Bang said in surprise.
In front of this undead spirit, he felt that he, who had worked hard under the hands of the dwarves for more than ten years, was just like a new recruit who came into contact with inscriptions for the first time!
And those incredible arrangements and combinations simply subverted his understanding of inscriptions -
So it turns out that inscriptions can still be used in this way? !
At this moment, Ga Bang finally understood why this guy was so confident. As long as they did it again, they could feel the difference.
It’s more than just different!
These logical inscription sequences, compared with the inscriptions he had known before, were like another language!
Could it be that——
The orthodoxy of Lint Isaac, the God of Machinery, is actually here? !
Looking at the dumbfounded Mole Man, he took a sip of the chemical pool and laughed, unable to help but act cool.
sincelegnitary 鈥??
As long as you have hands? !
Isn’t this a mockery of the Iron Fang clan’s lack of hands? !
What a shame!
What was even more frustrating was that inscriptions were clearly his area of expertise, but he couldn't say a word to refute this guy, so he could only mutter and pretend not to hear.
Oke, who was standing aside, couldn't stand it anymore and coughed lightly.
「在我们那里，这套技术被称之为『冥文』。」
嘎嘣目瞪口呆地看着他。
Ork puffed up his chest proudly.
"Yes, its name is Hades! It is the Demon King's further improvement of the inscription magic based on the God of Machinery Lint Isaac! The latter defined a new grammar for the inscription, and the Demon King used it to write a new language!"
Without missing any opportunity to flatter, Oak naturally put all the credit on his master's head.
Even his own share was taken into consideration.
Humbling eyes first fell into confusion, and then gradually burned with excitement, looking eagerly at the goblin in front of him.
At this moment, it is no longer important to prove whether the opponent's attainments in the mechanical field are higher than those of the Tie Ya clan...
It is obvious that they are not just a little bit ahead, but are ahead of the Tie Ya clan for an entire era!
No——
It’s not even just the Tie Ya clan.
Ga Bang dares to pat his chest and confirm that even the dwarves they once worked for cannot compare to these guys in the field of inscriptions!
That Demon King——
really made fun of the inscription!
"That Hades! Can you teach us?"
Looking at Ga Bang whose eyes were filled with the desire for knowledge, Ork's nose wanted to turn up to the sky, as if it was not a skeleton soldier but himself who was dictating to a group of engineering rats.
Of course, there is no difference at all.
After all, the Hades knowledge possessed by those skeleton soldiers came from him.
"Don't worry, that's why we are here."
While Oak was accepting the admiration of the engineering rats on behalf of the Demon King, the professional life players who were left aside looked at the [Chemical Pool] with envy and jealousy.
This guy has completely forgotten about their "classmates" and is completely immersed in the joy of directing a group of mole people to work.
But there is one thing to say, this group of mole people are indeed very perceptive, and they have installed a module in just half an hour.
Zheng Fangfang felt itchy in his heart, and after a while he finally couldn't help but murmured something.
"Damn... I'll just set up a company and have fun!"
Just do it if you think of it.
After getting bored and arranging the work in the chemical pool, he raised the banner without saying a word and established the second magic workshop run by players in the necropolis - "Zheng Fangfang Magic Workshop".
He is a name-breaker, and he is not as good at making jokes as young people. After thinking for a long time, he finally put up his ID.
In this way, under the temptation of roasted sweet potatoes and "Mingwen" technology, the commotion in Iron Tooth City subsided inexplicably.
Relying on the powerful Hades technology and engineering experience far beyond the current era, the Demon King's minions deeply convinced the hearts of the Iron Fang clan engineering mice, making the latter willingly fall at the feet of the Demon King.
Zhuangzhuang, who was sitting on Bond's shoulder, breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
The death priest standing next to him was slightly regretful. It seemed that he had no chance to show off his skills this time.
Not far away.
Looking at the engineering rats who turned against each other one after another, the elders of the Thirteen Teeth Council who fanned the flames all showed frustrated expressions.
Especially the fangs.
This fat-headed, big-eared mole man was so angry that he almost broke his front teeth.
"Damn it! These weaklings! They bowed their heads like that! Damn it!"
He originally thought that the Demon King was just bragging.
In the end, I didn’t expect that the goblins and undead sent by the lord really understood inscriptions, and their attainments in inscriptions were actually higher than those of the engineers in the clan! ?
Looking at the admiring engineering rats, he knew very well that he had lost the opportunity to challenge the new order.
I can only stay dormant temporarily...
(End of this chapter)