Chapter 324 [Accident]

The patriarch Liszt had already sat on the bed and looked at Chen Daolin quietly for a full morning.

Since dawn, the kid has been lying on the table and writing with the thick stack of paper. He has sat there without moving his butt for a whole morning.

The old man got up and read him a few times. Chen Daolin still wrote his own, not avoiding the old man's peeping - in fact, the old man couldn't read it at all.

All the things Chen Daolin wrote on paper were written in Chinese and Chinese characters, and even a few sentences of English were interspersed during this period. In this world, the only one who could barely understand a little bit is Du Weiwei. But even if Du Weiwei could understand a little bit of Chinese characters, even if she stood here at the moment, she could only stare at the sight.

What internal combustion engine, sliding valve, cross rod, etc.

What Chen Daolin drew on the paper at this moment was a simple working principle diagram of a steam engine.

Similar patterns are actually found in his personal laboratory in the Magic Academy, and also in Wushuangfang. They are all rough sketches, and no one can understand them except him.

Chen Daolin has been locked up here for a month. After his mood gradually calmed down, he simply took advantage of this rare leisure time to study the topic of magical machinery that he had planned for a long time.

Magical Machinery, Chen Daolin's general idea, was actually very simple at the beginning. There is magic in this world. As long as you can integrate the physics in the real world into magic and replace the energy part of the real world technology with magic power, you may create a new situation.

This topic is not difficult or simple.

The biggest problem is that the foundation of the human world of the Roland Empire is too weak. It is more appropriate to describe it in the words of the old Taoist priest Dou Meng: barbarians!!

A world without a solid mathematical foundation cannot give birth to a real science and technology tree!

When it comes to science, all data must be accurate, advanced calculation methods, various esoteric mathematical formulas, etc.

You can't expect the Rolands magicians to cultivate scientific and technological achievements in that traditional way.

Of course, Chen Daolin's idea was to use magic to replace the energy part of real technology.

For example, for a most primitive machine, I don’t use electricity, gasoline, or even steam engines. Is it okay to use magic instead of the general?

But in fact, without strict mathematical calculations, Chen Daolin found that he could not even copy the simplest steam engine!

Anyone with a little scientific knowledge knows that steam engines are the coordinates of industrial **.

"I don't expect to build a magic-powered Gundam, but at least one primitive steam engine-powered front of the car must be made..." Chen Daolin sighed.

Machinery is not so easy. Without precision calculations and precision industry, even the simplest bearing cannot be manufactured.

Want to make a Gundam? What a joke! You can’t make an arm! There is always a rotating shaft and bearing in the joints, right? This is not something you can do by simply making an iron stick or an iron ring up.

The accuracy is not enough, so you will wear it out and burn it after a few turns!

As for things like engines... I think about it, I still shake my head faster.

"Damn it, I'm so impatient. I went back to the real world and bought hundreds of cars to transport them over and dismantle them slowly!" Chen Daolin cursed fiercely in his heart: "Get a few V8 engines to assemble them by yourself! What's the name of the entire magic war puppet at that time? Well... it's called the free attack! Another pure gold one is called the Golden Dawn!"

This kind of thing is just to be honest and forget about it. If you really do it, it will be dead. I guess it will not be able to do it for hundreds of years.

I bought a Gundam model produced by Bandai in the real world. A PG version requires thousands of parts to assemble it by myself. This is just a toy!

Make a real guy?

Stop talking! There is not even a computer in this world, and there is no precision manufacturing lathe. Do those blacksmiths use handmade irons?!

Chen Daolin imagined in his mind that thousands of blacksmiths were busy in front of the small steel stove with black smoke, creating various parts and then piled up a human-shaped Gundam scene. Imagine that, I feel that I am too mad.

At noon, the prison guards came to inspect as usual. When they entered the door, they saw Chen Daolin lying there and writing on the table. They just took a few glances, put down a plate of food and turned around and went out.

In fact, at the beginning, the papers Chen Daolin wrote and painted when he was bored here were taken away.

The guards came to take over at that time, but Chen Daolin did not stop him, but just sat there with his arms around him and sneered.

The thick papers collected were finally delivered to Shilo's study in the fastest channel. But it can be foreseeable that neither Shilo nor the magicians found by Shilo could understand the things written by Chen Daolin. Even the most knowledgeable court scholar in the empire was stunned and confused after reading them.

Since then, no one has collected anything Chen Daolin wrote, and even returned the things he had taken away before.

Shilo only affirmed a little. This guy named Darling Chen must have a lot of profound knowledge in his stomach that he or Roland cannot understand, and what about these knowledge... Well, how to say it, I am not clear about it.

It means that although I don’t know what it is, it looks very powerful.

Instead of taking it away, it is better to just return it to him and see what results he can produce in the end - this is wiser.

After all, Hilo was arrogant and smart, and he thought he was the top genius among the younger generation. Which of the court magicians and court scholars was not the best talent in the Roland Empire? In the Roland world, the smartest and most learned people are definitely the top existences.

But these smart people, looking at the things written by a little magic rookie who is only twenty years old, can't help but feel like they are idiots - I'm afraid few people like this feeling.

"Do you know? Actually, there is no need to suffer here."

During lunch, Old Man Liszt held a bowl of broth in his hand. After taking a few sips, he put down the bowl and looked at Chen Daolin and sighed.

"Yes." Chen Daolin did not look up.

"You are not a Rolander, so there is no need to die for the First Emperor." Old Man Liszt whispered: "We are not a man. If you have loyal to the First Emperor, if you surrender to Hilo now, you will be a traitor. I, the old man, don't want to be a traitor. In the future, you may be imprisoned for the rest of your life, or you may be pulled out and hanged after Hilo has settled down. But you don't need to do this."

Chen Daolin raised his head and looked at the old man with his shiny eyes.

"I can see that you have extraordinary abilities." After finishing the soup, Liszt took a piece of bread, he tore it off and put it in his mouth: "My old man's eyes are still poisonous. You have the ability and are young. There is no need for someone like you to rot here with us. I think Hilo would be willing to accept your surrender. You cure his queen's eyes, and you are talented. So..."

"It's impossible." Chen Daolin shook his head.

He finally put down his pen and looked at the old man: "I am indeed not a Rolander. I don't need to be loyal to this empire. This is true. No matter who becomes an emperor, it seems that it is not my business. It is a Rolander's business, or even an internal dispute between the royal family. But that night, after those people died in the hall, I could not bow to Hilo again."

"Why." The old man sneered: "What do those people have to do with you?"

"It does have nothing to do with me." Chen Daolin pointed to his heart: "I just can't get through here. Maybe I said you don't believe it. In the world where I was born, the loyalty I believe in is actually not much different from yours. The old emperor used to be very nice to me, but now I have let me kneel to serve the person who killed him, and I can't do it."

"Maybe you can't get through your heart now, but it will be better in a while." Captain Liszt shook his head and said lightly: "I have lived at such a young age and have seen a lot. You have a conscience, but conscience will slowly fade and become numb with time. In the future, your heart will gradually calm down, and you may go out from here and bow to Hilo, and you can continue to enjoy your wonderful life in the imperial capital."

"Maybe." Chen Daolin did not deny it, and smiled in a faint tone: "But at least now, I don't have this kind of thought. I have friends and family, and I have family, are also locked up by Hilo. I don't like being threatened, nor do I like being forced to do things I don't want to do. This is probably the biggest difference between me and you."

Old man Liszt couldn't understand.

This may be the most thorough difference between a person living in the feudal world and a person living in the real free world.

Here, the emperor can deprive a person of his life at will. But in the real world, the emperor? The last emperor was brought into a labor reform farm decades ago. Even in the era of fighting for his father, the powerful and powerful did not dare to be too presumptuous.

People in civilized worlds always have a little different belief in their hearts than people in feudal dark worlds.

...

The incident of Shilo's long-term life soon spread throughout the imperial city and then spread throughout the imperial capital.

The news of Kaman and Rodriguez IV's failure in assassination and death cannot be blocked. Both are children of aristocratic families!

Deep down in Hilo's heart, no matter from any angle, he did not want to kill these two people. Killing them would cause backlash in all aspects, including the anger of the two families, and even the Tulips family, as well as the sadness of the rabbit and the death of other noble classes.

This is extremely dangerous for an emperor who takes power by improper means.

But these concerns are not what really makes Hilo white.

It's what Kaman said before his death.

People's hearts!

The news that the new emperor was old one day was leaked.

However, the news that Hilo had suffered from vomiting of blood was strictly blocked.
Chapter completed!