A strange world

Chapter 1219 Section 141. Magic Train

"Don't be stubborn..."

The elder sister showed her worry. If such a big steel beast loses control, it will be troublesome...

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Annan smiled back and stepped on the extended pedal to enter the driver's cab.

The locomotive restored from Annan's drawing is all brand new, but it evokes Annan's old memories.

"Turn it to start, can you do it? If not, let me do it."

Michael's urging outside woke him up.

Annan took a deep breath, held the control lever, and pulled hard.

The magic rune group in the magic machine was activated instantly. The magic elements that had never been bound for tens of thousands of years honestly output powerful power in the magic mechanism, making the gears that were connected to each other like works of art and filled the entire wall rotate rapidly.

The magic circuit lit up, absorbing the magic power of the magic stone pile next to it.

The rotating gears made a rhythmic, more pleasant mechanical sound than the first test. As the largest gear began to slowly turn like the second hand of a clock-

The locomotive under his feet suddenly trembled, and then moved forward slowly and firmly.

Annan suddenly had a feeling, as if there was fog outside the window before, but as the steel behemoth roared forward, all the fog in front was torn apart, revealing the clear blue sky.

He skipped the steam age and all the technology trees after it, and embarked on a brand new road.

That road was so strange and so charming that people couldn't help but want to explore it...

"Don't be proud, Annan, you are not the only one on this road..."

Annan whispered to himself.

The ancient goblin empire, the ancient wizards of Wilhelm, and the modern dwarves have all set foot on this road.

But think about it from another angle, they either failed, or didn't pay attention to this road, or just took a few steps and then became complacent...Why can't I accept their legacy and strengthen myself?

But what Annan had to consider at the moment was… should it be called a train or a magic car?

At this moment, the locomotive that had been moving slowly for several meters suddenly stopped, causing Annan to stagger and hold on to the handrail to stand firm.

The locomotive lay in place, and the magic runes in the magic machine became dim.

Did the magic machine overheat? Or did it accidentally run off the rails?

Annan stuck his head out of the cab and asked Michael who had caught up with him: "What's going on?"

"I don't know either, let's take a look first!"

He boarded the locomotive, Annan made way, jumped down and returned to his eldest sister and Olmedo.

"Why?" Olmedo asked puzzledly.

At this time, the magic train only had one locomotive, and dozens of cargo boxes had not been added, but it was enough to puzzle her.

She had seen the magic machine, which was just a bunch of magic runes and magic stones. How could it drive a machine weighing thousands of pounds?

"You should go to school for a while." Annan avenged Olmedo's previous taunting of him. "This involves the action of force. In short, it takes a lot of force to make a cart move, but it doesn't take much force to keep the cart moving."

"But it's still 99% away from the 2 million pounds you said." Olmedo counterattacked.

"The trial magic machine only uses some ordinary magic runes made by the apprentice wizards in a hurry, magic stones made by the apprentice wizards casually, and magic circuits made by the apprentice wizards in their spare time. The official model will use more sophisticated magic runes."

"Do we have so many apprentice wizards?"

"You don't know this? I require the soldiers of the Punishment Corps to bring one apprentice each."

Annan won a great victory, and blinked at the elder sister who smiled at their quarrel, and returned to the front of the car to ask Michael, who had his head drilled into the magic machine: "Have you found the problem?" "Well, the magic board I used as the magic circuit has been eroded by magic due to the output of a large amount of magic power."

"I don't understand."

"The material is not good, I have to change it."

"I understand, how about using mithril?"

Mithril is also called magic metal, a natural magic material. It is to magic as metal is to electricity, and can even transmit magic without loss.

"I have no objection. It's you who spends money anyway."

In addition to the mithril plate, Annan also asked the Mage Tower to prepare a batch of fine magic stones, and the blacksmith shop to prepare some more rails to extend the railway to 100 meters.

Five days later, Annan came to the corner of the construction site again to witness the three tests of the magic train.

Michael pulled the control lever, and the most significant change of the magic train with new materials was that it started faster. It took less than ten seconds from static to the speed of human slow walking.

In addition, Michael also "added" the function of reverse movement - the specific method is to remove the lever, change the direction and put it back, and the magic train can move backwards.

The main railway is only 100 meters long, and it will have to be moved back and forth if it is not done this way.

After repeated tests, the magic train is very stable, but new problems have emerged.

Like the golem, the magic machine also faces the problem of insufficient mana.

The consumption of magic runes is not much, but the consumption of a bunch of magic runes is terrifying. The magic stones are dried up one after another, and there is no time to replenish them.

Even if Dumbledore were to improve the magic runes, it would only extend the time by a few minutes at most, which would not be very useful.

This obviously did not meet Annan's expectations... Whose train can only run for more than ten minutes at a time, and then have to rest for several hours before continuing?

So either improve the quality of the Philosopher's Stone or increase the number...

Unlike the golem, the golem cannot carry heavy magic stones for replenishment due to aesthetic needs... no, due to combat needs, but the magic train can!

For the magic train, a single carriage is more than enough to carry magic stones.

What's the difference between this and a steam train using a single carriage to carry coal?

Just as he was about to tell Michael about his idea, Annan saw him staring at the magic machine in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking, magic stones are consumed one by one, can we modify the magic circuit to make the magic stones consumed evenly and extend the use time through recovery?"

"Good idea!"

"Also, the magic train is moving and will not stay in one place. If we burn magic gathering runes on the car body, can we also improve the efficiency of magic stone recovery?"

"Genius idea!"

The magic train can still be improved, but at present, it can already announce its existence to the outside world.

And now that the magic train is already there, what about other magic technology products?

Leaving the rest to Michael, Annan rushed back to the city lord's mansion and locked himself in the study. He had Abby deliver his three meals a day, and he never went out. When he knocked on the door, he was just told not to disturb him. Only Lily could go in.

"What happened to him?"

Idilia asked Abby.

"Miss, I don't know... When I went in, Master Annan was painting at the table, and he was talking about something weird like the Internet..."