The brave man opened the coffin and rose

(Sure enough, the hard drive broke, and a lot of stuff was lost, including quite a few things related to the novel, mainly the outline and settings. There is no other way, so I can only directly put two chapters in one 4k chapter today)

Abes is not a science and engineering guy, he is just a bad gamer.

Wilford was even less of a professional. He had only seen it from afar when he went to the small kingdom of Wommza to open up a trade route, and knew the general shape of the newly built furnace in the steel plant in the royal capital.

When these two people came together, the blast furnace they designed could only be guaranteed not to be called a "wide furnace".

This was all thanks to Abes himself for being tough and getting these blacksmiths to participate in the seminar. Otherwise, given the respectful attitude of the little girl from the Mels family towards him, she would probably have taken this ridiculous design and put it into production directly.

Abes himself knew very well how terrible it was when an amateur guided an expert.

Not having in-depth technical knowledge but insisting on participating "with all your heart and soul" will only make things uncomfortable for those above and below you.

Especially now that the North is still in the era of royal power.

"There are too many cases where people below work hard but end up with nothing because of a whim of a superior."

"So, I won't make such a mistake. Just relax. I brought you here just to work. I won't allow those intrigues and dark conspiracies to exist."

After getting Abes's affirmation, the blacksmiths who had been silent just now started to discuss it loudly.

"If you ask me... this is how it should be..."

"No, no, it should be like this..."

"No? Oh, that's right..."

Looking at the atmosphere of the discussion in front of her, Bing Nagi raised her eyes somewhat touched.

As a knowledgeable mage with a strong memory, she naturally knows what academic atmosphere is.

But compared to the seminars and briefings in the Mage Tower, this group of blacksmiths, ordinary craftsmen who are often looked down upon by other mages, actually have an unimaginable passion for the research and discussion of certain things.

Hirayama blinked, and recalled what Abes had just said, "There are too many cases where people below run around busying around but get nothing in the end because of a whim of a superior."

The royal legitimacy that he was trying so hard to maintain...hadn't he ever made such a mistake?

Let’s not talk about other ancestors, let’s just talk about the child Robert the Younger recently.

Wasn't it because the young king of the small kingdom of Womuza was so complacent about defeating his elder brother that he levied heavy taxes for many years?

He even wanted to gather the three disasters of the north and put them in the palace for decoration.

The so-called three plagues of the north refer to the evil spirits (devils and demons), the never-ending winter snow, and the war that will come sooner or later.

The result is naturally predictable:

People can't catch the devil, so they can only catch little devils to make up the number.

People had no way to preserve the winter snow, so they could only ask ice and snow wizards to cast spells temporarily when the little king came to inspect.

People were unable to visualize the disaster of war, so they could only necromance a corpse, dress him up as a horrifying corpse holding a huge weapon, and tell the little king that this was the incarnation of the disaster of war.

The result of this spectacular farce is:

This little devil that was found and caught by people was actually the bait of a conspiracy. It announced the coordinates to the demons through a clever ritual, causing the capital of the small kingdom of Wommza to suffer a large-scale demon attack for the first time since its founding.

Afterwards, when the devil side used this as an excuse and came to ask hypocritically whether they wanted to fulfill the "Agency Supervision Treaty" and "Joint Rule Contract" of the North, the small kingdom of Wommza could only suppress its nausea and send the devil side back.

It was a smart idea to keep the winter snow inside the warm palace by securing the ice storm in a five-foot glass box.

But the result is that the sophisticated distortion of spells is not something that mages are good at, but rather something that warlocks who can play with the magic web like a toy are better at.

Finally, because the little king stayed in the winter snow disaster exhibition area for too long, the wizard backstage finally lost control of the range of the spell.

The result was that all those loyal guards died in the snow and wind on that not-too-cold day while trying to protect the king.

As for the last idea of ​​using undead creatures to disguise a war disaster, it is extremely foolish.

The young and energetic little king directly proposed the idea of ​​a duel. In his opinion, as long as this incarnation of war disaster was eliminated, there would be no more war in the North.

The result is of course one can imagine.

It was impossible for the king to take action himself, so the warriors who challenged on his behalf died one after another.

Bing Nagi blinked, the voices of the crowd seemed to still be in her ears.

"Who made this monster so strong?"

"If it's not charged to this level, do you think it looks like the embodiment of the disaster of war?"

"So how do you make our king happy now?"

"If you can do it, go ahead. That's something that old Winston and several great wizards came up with."

In the end, this undead creature that could not be dealt with seemed to be sealed in the large cemetery on the east side of the royal capital?

However, the young king's head had already been cut off by old Winston...

There is no point in blaming a dead person.

The silver-blue-haired wizard wrapped his black robe tighter.

At least now, she didn't need to consider whether it was moral to fight against the small kingdom.

As of now, no people's lives are harmed by following Abes.

That's enough.

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The blacksmiths' frank discussions soon put the design of the blast furnace on the right track.

The outer shell of the blast furnace required no discussion, and the group of professionals then added the lining to the furnace design. The refractory material layer inside the blast furnace can protect the blast furnace body from erosion by the high temperature and steelmaking reactions inside the furnace.

Then some other system parts were also brought into the discussion. The expectation of the blast furnace is to quickly obtain molten iron from iron ore from top to bottom.

Then the feed port is not traditionally located at the bottom, but should be moved to the top.

"We have to build a high platform and leave space for loading."

"In addition, there must be a convenient control in front of the furnace to control the tapping and water nozzle position in order to obtain pure pig iron."

"What, Lord Wilford, you said the furnace is closed and does not need wind? That's impossible. You must be blocked from seeing clearly from a distance."

"It is sealed to maintain high temperature. Air is still needed, otherwise the combustion will not be complete."

“Since it’s all heating, why not add a hot blast furnace here to preheat the air entering the blast furnace to improve the efficiency of the steelmaking process?”

"Indeed, we have a wizard to help us design the heating process. Do we still need this little bit of preheating temperature?"

"Lord Abes, a furnace is not just a long pipe that runs from top to bottom. The feedstock is not just iron ore. You also need to add limestone and coke."

"It's not enough to leave a hole for the molten iron to come out, there also needs to be a hole for the ash to come out."

After all, this was equivalent to fighting a war where bullets were free, and each and every one of these blacksmiths shared their daily ideas on how to increase the output of steel and iron smelting.

However, as these key issues were resolved one after another, the pressure fell on Hiiragi and Sister Agatha, who were researching the application of magic materialization crystals.

At first, the two of them planned to directly imitate the past situation in the royal capital mentioned by Wilford, carve a new magic circle, and then place the materialized magic crystal at the charging position.

But soon, the two of them discovered that, unlike charging with human flesh, the magic power of the materialized crystal had to be satisfied all at once, which was a big blow to the sophisticated magic circle.

Some structures that are not strong enough to withstand the force will soon collapse due to the impact of magic.

It can only be used about five or six times, and the magic circle will need to be redrawn, spending an entire afternoon.

Although for the blacksmiths, after obtaining the magic flame, they only need to open the furnace five or six times before they need to ask the mages to take action again, this is already a great improvement in efficiency.

But for Hiinagi, Sister Agatha, and Abes, this efficiency is really undesirable.

The first two are because they have beautiful requirements for the laws of magic, and the latter is because Abes knows how high the speed of steel production lines is in reality.

The steel production that was underreported by just one province or city is enough to exceed the world's total production.

Although ordinary steel is the main product, whether it is ballpoint pen tips or special steels such as hand-torn steel, haven’t their technical cores been conquered one after another?

I just don’t know why, after these technologies were mastered, they immediately disappeared from their position as the pearls of industry.

Let's get back to the point. If you say that the furnace needs to be shut down for major maintenance after being put into production five or six times?

No boss will tolerate this kind of junk technology continuing to devour his capital, and I'm afraid he will not be able to resist taking the initiative to engage in technological innovation.

"Any ideas for solving this problem?" Abes asked.

And Hibiki immediately thought of a solution, "The rune group seems to have better endurance than the magic circle. After all, one is [carving words on stone], and the other is just [drawing on the ground]."

However, after repeated tests, the rune groups were found to be worse than the magic circles. All the rune groups collapsed before the magic power had circulated one-third of the way.

Abes looked at the broken rune group in front of him and asked with some confusion.

"what is this?"

"A set of runes with a power equivalent to that of a third-tier fire spell?" Hiyori replied, somewhat bewildered.

"No, I mean, what is this area that often breaks apart called?"

"Ah? The front end of the rune set?"

Seeing the other party's confused face, Abes nodded in understanding.

The key part of the problem has been found.

"Rune Group, doesn't it have a specific functional division? How was it designed in the first place? What's the logic behind it?"

"Um... is it written like this in the book? Let me think, if it's the 'Rune Group Encyclopedia', it's in the third chapter, and if it's a reprint, it's moved to the fifth chapter; or, in the 'Fire Rune' book, it's in the third section of the first chapter..." The knowledgeable Hiiragi explained, but soon understood what Abes meant.

"You mean, split it up?"

Abes nodded. "Split it, just like how Sister Agatha split the spellcasting process of divine magic and arcane magic."

"Don't you have cities like Upper Town and Lower Town?"

"My Lord, the capital of the small kingdom of Womuza is too small. There is no need to make such a distinction..."

Abes felt a vague sense of sadness.

The North was divided and divided again, to the point that even the capital of a kingdom could no longer remember the idea of ​​partition.

In addition, magic is such a simple and violent energy that its existence is enough for every individual to strive to reach a very high level.

But precisely because of this, people have no idea how to roll out this kind of thing quickly, cheaply, widely and on a large scale.

In the infinite division, the idea of ​​small and beautiful may have become deeply rooted.

I'm afraid none of them could have imagined how glorious and brilliant big and beautiful is.

Over the past thousand years, medicine has evolved to the magic version of the stethoscope - diagnostic magic; administration is still at the stage of relying on questioning to get data - there is no tabular thinking; even the so-called advanced knowledge such as magic and runes is still at the stage of replication.

Following Abes's suggestion, Hiiragi quickly understood Abes's thoughts.

"I see. The rune group can be split into partitions. If I understand the function of each part like Sister Agatha did, maybe I can figure out why the rune group always crashes when it reaches about one-fifth of the way through."

"That's right. However, there aren't many books or materials in Sweetleaf Town, so you'll have to work hard on your own. If you see anyone who needs help, I think everyone will be willing to help, whether it's me or anyone else."

"You can also ask Sister Agatha. Although she studies concepts such as divine arts and the arcane, she is still a researcher after all - her thinking is more professional."

After getting Abes's affirmation, Bing Nagi hurried out to look for information.

Abes, who presided over the entire seminar and participated in them, was also extremely sleepy.

Just as I was about to pack up the research results and go to rest, a guy in leather armor ran in hurriedly.

Behind him was Kurge, the tall figure of the bugbear following him.

"Why are you in such a hurry? It can't be that General Paddy is calling?"

Abes said half-jokingly.

After all, the scout team is not there to do nothing. After absorbing the lizardmen that Anivia persuaded to surrender, they became even more sensitive to unusual changes in the situation.

If there really was a situation, it shouldn't be a soldier who came to report, but Anivia, who was leading the scout team, should have reported to him.

Seeing that he was wearing leather armor, he might be someone sent out to take over the villages around the town?

But after the other party spoke, Abes became serious.

The information the other party provided was.

"A group of orcs are preventing us from taking over the village..."

Abes stood up suddenly and ran outside.

Before issuing any orders, he first had to ask the orc woman who was still in Sister Agatha's house.

She hid in the missionary hall of the Sisters of Fortune, but it was because of her husband's dream.

And now, orcs appear and conflict with his own tribe?

If it is the most troublesome situation, it may be related to that...one-eyed god.