Sword and Sorcery and Martial Arts

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After Rhodes returned to his residence at night, he began to think about how to deal with the waste water from papermaking.

On earth, papermaking wastewater is difficult to treat and is one of the major sources of industrial pollution.

The inspection of the paper mill this afternoon left a deep impression on him. The paper mill, no, there was an unpleasant smell in the paper workshop.

A sour smell mixed with the smell of fermented milk. He had smelled this smell on some test papers before, and the smell in the paper workshop was infinitely stronger than the test paper.

However, compared with some taverns, the smell in the paper workshop is not too bad.

How to deal with the waste water from the paper mill is also a problem. Direct discharge into the river will definitely make people in the downstream sick. When spring comes, there may be a plague outbreak.

None of them had the concept of drinking boiled water, and naively believed that the river water was very clean.

How to deal with wastewater, Rhodes' first reaction was whether some magic or some creatures could be used to solve it.

Thinking of this, he ran to the stable outside the house and found the buffalo sleeping on the ground.

"You've been sleeping all day, why are you still sleeping? You were sleeping when I went out, and you're still sleeping when I come back." Rhodes kicked the buffalo up roughly.

Rhodes had previously discovered a characteristic of the bison in the conscious world where the black cat was. If he treated it roughly first, it would ask and answer honestly. Answer Rhodes' question.

Afterwards, Rhode taught it a lesson, and it became honest again, as long as the questions asked were not related to its secrets, it would be honest.

Bison opened his eyes in a daze, "What kind of logic is this? I was sleeping when you went out, and I was still sleeping when you came back, so that means I have been sleeping all the time?"

"The robber logic of the parents, if you haven't experienced it, you won't understand it." Rhodes replied.

Bison was speechless, "Why did you wake me up?"

"I told you to get up and sleep, no, I told you to get up and ask questions." Rhodes replied.

"Is there any question that I can't ask after you fall asleep? Also, it's all because of you, I was beaten in vain." Bison said with some dissatisfaction.

Rhodes didn't need to think about it. He knew that his sudden disappearance yesterday would definitely make the black cat lose his temper. They all opened their mouths, and the food disappeared.

So he plans to go to another consciousness world for a while, unless he finds the black cat's body in the real world.

Rhodes had arranged for people to bring all the black cats they saw to him.

But after so many days, they only brought back three black cats, and none of them were real.

The body of the black cat in the real world must be the same as this bison. It looks different from other creatures of the same kind. It may not be bigger in size, but its hair will definitely be more moist and shiny.

"Stop complaining. I have some questions to ask you. You must have lived for hundreds of years. Do you know any magic or any creature that can treat wastewater?" Rhodes said again.

Bison didn't speak, but showed a thoughtful look.

"I remember that there is a particularly ugly fish that seems to be fine. They will swim in that kind of dirty water. After living there for a period of time, the water in that place will become very clean." Bison answer.

"Then do you know what that fish is called? Where does it live?" Rhodes asked. In the future, the sewage discharged by other factories will need this fish to deal with.

"I've seen them in Dawn Province on the other side of the river. As for what you humans call them, I don't know." Bison replied.

"Then can you draw their shapes." Rhodes glanced at the bison's hooves. "Oh, no, I mean describe it."

"Who are you looking down on? Give me the pen." Buffalo snorted.

Rhodes took out a piece of paper and a pen in the space ring.

The bison lowered its head and sniffed the paper, then raised its head and thought for a while, and said, "It actually smells like wood, it looks delicious, can you give me a piece to taste later?"

"Aren't you afraid of being poisoned to death?" Rhodes asked a little speechlessly.

"Not that scared," the bison replied, and it used telekinesis or some other magic to levitate the pen.

Before long, a fish appeared on the paper.

"It's finished." Buffalo looked at it with satisfaction.

Rhodes picked it up and looked at it, "Are you sure it's not some kind of shrimp?"

He feels that the painting on it looks like some kind of crayfish. No matter what kind of crayfish, if it is braised in oil, spicy, or steamed, it tastes good.

"I don't know, I'm going to call them fish. All living in the water are fish except turtles." The bison snorted.

Rhodes felt that there must be a story between a certain tortoise and this bison, so it would distinguish the tortoise.

"Then how big are they?" Rhodes asked again.

"A full-grown one is about the size of a drawing on paper," answered the buffalo.

A lobster as big as a sheet of roughly A4-sized paper?There must be a lot of meat, I don't know if it is good or not.

Rhodes took out a piece of paper and handed it to the bison, who swallowed the paper like a cow chewing peonies.

"Aren't you planning to spit it out later and then chew it? Why can't the cow get rid of this habit when it reaches your level?" Rhodes asked.

The buffalo got angry instantly when he heard it, and after snorting, he turned his head aside and ignored Rhodes.

Why is this cow the same as a cat?Will it be infected if I stay with cats for a long time?

Rhodes originally wanted to ask the buffalo if he could help persuade its relatives to pull the plow.

Let's wait a few days to talk about this matter, anyway, there is no rush.

Rhodes took the paper that the buffalo had drawn, and was about to go to the tavern to issue a commission, but happened to bump into Baron at the door.

So he dragged Balon along with him.

Today it was mainly because he wanted to go to the tavern, otherwise he would definitely hand over this task to the soldiers at the door, so as not to run errands himself.

"What about the two cheat books?" Rhodes asked on the road.

"Uh..." Baron showed a look of embarrassment.

"You won't really be using it to wipe your ass, right?" Rhodes said a little speechlessly.

"How do you know? But don't tell me, this is much more comfortable than the wood chips used before." Baron scratched his bald head.

"Then you and Hammer read his two books, which record two long-lost martial arts." Rhodes sighed.

"No, I learned them all before using them as waste, so as not to spread them around." Baron shook his head.

Rhodes suddenly remembered that Baron had a talent far beyond ordinary people in martial arts, and ordinary cheats could be understood at a glance.

He is a time traveler with golden fingers, and Baron is like a gifted son of a plane.

But it seems that the sons of the planes usually come to sanction the traversers?
But if Baron wanted to sanction himself, he would have done so long ago, there is no need to wait until later.

And I didn't do any bad things, all I did were good things to promote social development, civilization and progress. As long as the world has a normal mind, they will definitely not send people to sanction me.

"The tavern is here." Baron's words made Rhodes stop thinking about it.

Rhodes nodded, and Baron walked in.

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(End of this chapter)