MTL - Sword of Daybreaker-Chapter 62 Magic Net One and Blacksmith Shop

Feeling the feeling of a big hand on the top of his head, Rebecca was a bit stunned.

Her first reaction was that she had misunderstood. The second reaction was that the ancestors were wrong, and the third reaction was to use it as a comfort.

Can't it be ironic?

Miss Viscount, who had never done anything from childhood to big, did not expect that she would really be praised once.

Seeing Rebecca’s reaction, Gao Wen repeated the words he had just said, and then laughed: “Don’t lie, I’m serious about you, you’re afraid you’re not aware of how incredible you are. talent."

“Really?” Rebecca said bluntly, then squinted a little embarrassedly. “But I’m just smart! I don’t usually come in handy.”

Such outstanding talents have been classified as clever... This makes Gao Wen really speechless.

Rebecca was born too early, but fortunately, it is not too late for Gao Wen, these talents have opportunities to play.

Gao Wen took a closer look at Rebecca's adjusted magical array structure. Although he was a knight, Gao Wen Cecil was half a scholar, and he was also very researched in magic theory. In addition, the Gangster Empire is a country with a particularly developed magical technique. The basic knowledge about magic is also universally popular. Therefore, this kind of matrix that is only spelled out with basic runes does not understand Gao Wen. difficult. After carefully looking at it, he determined that Rebecca's adjustments to these runes were quite reasonable. The array had changed from a crude concept product to a product that exactly met his expectations and could lay the foundation for subsequent applications. "Prototype", if you want to continue to improve, you can only wait for the test of practice.

Gao Wen only raised a question: "Have you considered expanding it further?"

“Further expansion?” Rebecca groaned. “How to expand? Do you paint a little bigger?”

"No, it means that the self-charging arrays that are consistent with other frameworks but of different scales are connected to each other, even with some kind of unit array as the basic structure, infinitely connected and expanded, and finally form a large scale that can cover a wider area. Network,” Gao Wen looked at the neatly arranged runes, and faintly saw the shadows that seemed to be able to be combined and repeated, so he couldn’t help but come up with a rather bold idea. “Every magic unit is no longer independent. Individuals, but connected together - can you understand?"

Although it has outstanding mathematical talent and creativity, this level of concept is still too difficult for Rebecca. She is thinking hard, and finally frowns with distress: "Ancestral adult, what you said Something... can it really exist?"

"Just be my whimsy," seeing Rebecca's embarrassment, Gao Wen knows that he can't make a quick profit, so he decisively stopped the extension of this aspect. "You will build the magic net first. Let the blacksmith shop start running, and let the rest go later."

"Good!" Rebecca nodded happily. "I was discussing with Hanmer about the blacksmith shop..."

"Oh?" Gao Wen picked an eyebrow. He just saw Rebecca discussing something with Hanmer. But the surprise brought by Magic One made him almost forget about it. "You guys." What are you talking about?"

"About the new stove," Rebecca said, looking up. "I was thinking, if the Magic Net is running, the blacksmith can draw a formal magical array instead of having to use it." Rune - if the stove can be modified, isn't it? But I won't hit the iron myself, so I have to come to Hanmer to discuss what he thinks about improving the stove and workflow..."

The old blacksmith Hammer stood aside with some sincerity and fear, listening to the questions of the Viscount and the Duke and discussing the problem there. He was honored and nervous about being a civilian like himself and participating in the topic of the nobility. When I saw Gao Wen turning his attention to himself, the old blacksmith really came out with a cold sweat on his back: he couldn’t imagine a nobleman who had never even pulled the bellows. To guide himself to build a blacksmith shop will be a scene, but he must cooperate, so he has done a lot of ridiculous demands from Gao Wen, and he must lead the apprentices to work hard to complete the task...

This is not unusual, because it is said that a countess in the north of the year had a whim to guide the gardener to pruning the nursery, and stipulated that each kumquat should be divided into two flower beds instead of three when it blooms. More than a dozen gardeners were whipped for this, until the Viscountess lost interest in the matter.

"Don't be nervous," Gao Wen said of Hanmer's nervousness, saying calmly, "Talk about your thoughts."

"I... I don't have any thoughts," Hammer said with a low head and a humble voice. "Miss Viscount is really knowledgeable and intelligent. The ones she designed are all that our poor people can't understand for a lifetime." Things, I have to work hard to learn, how can I make comments?"

Gao Wen looked at him and shook his head: "You certainly don't understand magic, but the stove and the anvil are the best you know. You are an expert in this area, and we will respect your opinion."

Respect... a civilian opinion?

Hanmer thought that he had produced auditory hallucinations for a while, but he saw that Gao Wen, Heidi, and Rebecca had a particularly serious look on his face. He finally confirmed that this was true - at least the Duke’s lord did say that. It is.

So he can only bite the scalp: "I think... I think that since the stove will use real magic to warm up in the future, it is better to completely rebuild it from the ground than to repair it from the old stove. The stove came out..."

Gao Wen eyebrows pick: "New?"

Hammer grabbed his arm and tried to articulate his thoughts clearly and clearly: "Since the real magic is used, there is no limit to the original runes - first the stove can be bigger. There will be a lot more smelting of steel, and since there will be no cracking in the magic array, the stove will not always be turned off, cooled, or it may be burned all the time, thus saving the cost of re-heating. It’s time for work. But you have to use it all the time...”

Gao Wen listened very carefully, and only interrupted when he encountered the part that he thought he could make a suggestion, and Hanmer said all his thoughts in one breath.

At the beginning, he was still stunned and leaked because of nervousness, but he soon became more and more smooth, and when he finished talking, he felt full of surprise.

He didn't expect Gao Wen to listen carefully to his own story - a big duke, a really big aristocrat, a person who the civilians couldn't even think about, actually stood in this mess, listening to himself like this The opinions of the civilians, and that is not a disguise to listen, because Gao Wen not only nods and listens, but also occasionally asks some details and suggestions!

Those questions and suggestions will make Hanmerer confused from time to time: Is this really a nobleman who has never touched the bellows and hammer? Why did he know so much about iron smelting?

Although many of these problems are heard in Hanmer, there is no doubt that those problems are closely related to the actual situation of steel smelting - it is not "the golden daisy should be divided into two flower beds when it blooms." Not three" such a ghost!

After Hanmer finally finished, Gao Wen gave a sigh of relief and stared at the old blacksmith's eyes.

The old blacksmith was nervous: "Old... lord..."

"How many years have you been a blacksmith?" Gao Wen suddenly asked.

"Three... almost thirty years," Hanmer replied quickly. "But people like us don't remember the year..."

"A 30-year-old blacksmith, I didn't expect you to have so many innovative ideas," Gao Wen was a bit confused. "It is reasonable to say that these ideas are easy to generate for young people whose ideas are unrestricted. How come you? Think so much?"

Hanmer opened his mouth and said something after a few seconds: "...Master, not afraid of your jokes, my thoughts are not just coming out, these ideas have been stunned for years..."

Gao Wen reveals an expression of interest: "Talk about it."

"I have been a blacksmith for decades. I can't really understand the stove and the steel. I have to use habits when I say habits." The wrinkles on Hanmer's face squashed and squeezed a smile. "But I still remember when I was still an apprentice. At that time my father was a blacksmith in the village. I followed him to learn craftsmanship. One year, the lord asked us to make a batch of fine irons, and I volunteered to take my own hands. Furnace, my father thought that I have been studying for a few years, and I should be alone. Let me try it, but this test is awkward."

Hammerton paused and went on to say, "I was too impatient. When the stove was cooled, I didn't wait for enough time, and then I warmed up again - the rune was broken.

"The rune is broken, the stove is completely scrapped. That is the most valuable thing in the blacksmith shop. My father is furious and hangs me at the door of the shop for a long time. I almost killed me half a minute. He said he didn't take me. The only reason to kill directly is that once you are really killed, no one will help the family, and no one will inherit the blacksmith shop...

"In that year, we failed to complete the order of the lord. My father had dozens of whip in the castle..."

Obviously, this incident in the apprenticeship left a deep mark on Hanmer's heart.

When he was punished by his father and saw his father go to the castle to receive punishment, many thoughts on the blacksmith's furnace began to sprout.

Fortunately, thirty years have passed, and the buds have not completely died in the heart of Hammer's heart - perhaps they have withered, but Rebecca's plan to "paint a magical array on the furnace to replace the runes", let this The old blacksmith renewed hope in the bottom of his heart.

Being able to re-emerge hope is already a pretty good breakthrough.

Since the old blacksmith is not as worried as he is, a person who can't adapt and accept new things, then some things seem to be ready in advance.