Chapter 223: Chapter 210: Do You Really Think There Is a More Powerful Alchemical Instrunt Than It?
“Master Dennis, would you like to take a look at the structure of this alchemy four-wheeler? We just added functions for steering, acceleration, and braking—all quite fascinating and ingenious ideas,” Lynn said again.
Lynn’s words were like whispers of the devil, continually stirring Dennis’s mind since he was also researching these issues but had not yet solved them.
However, in the end, he shook his head, looking towards the absent-minded wizards and sighed.
“No, there is no need to look further. Let’s go back,” he said.
Dennis was well aware that he was thoroughly outmatched, both in terms of inventiveness and research attitude. Continuing the comparison would only bring more despair.
“Dean Lynn, rest assured, the technology of the internal combustion engine will not be leaked from our side!” Dennis assured him very seriously.
Even though the other side openly did not care about sharing and dissemination, Dennis understood the importance of the internal combustion technology. It was definitely a power that could transform the magic world.
“If this path is not viable, why not try a different racetrack?” Lynn’s voice resonated once more.
Dennis paused, understanding the hidden aning in those words—he was being invited to join the research on alchemical internal combustion engines.
Dennis was again surprised by Lynn’s openness in alchemical research. His expression beca hesitant, feeling sowhat uneasy, especially since he had co with a competitive mindset.
“I believe that a war that will sweep across the entire Wizard Land is approaching soon. From the attitudes of the chairn, the situation does not look optimistic,” Lynn said solemnly.
“Without a doubt, this is a crisis for the entire magic world, and no one can afford to remain uninvolved! Ti is very limited for us, and the use of the alchemical internal combustion engine is still in its early stages. We need more people involved to fight for every bit of advantage!”
Dennis was sowhat moved, considering Lynn’s words were accurate. The Church would not care which faction the wizards belonged to; it would simply eradicate them all.
“Moreover, I believe that the internal combustion engine is not the limit, and there are undoubtedly better and more simplified thods to harness this power; we just haven’t found them yet…” Lynn added.
“Do you really believe there are more powerful alchemical instrunts than it?” Dennis said in surprise.
In his view, the internal combustion engine was already perfect, virtually without limits, requiring only more intense heat and stronger explosions to generate even greater power.
It could be said that the only thing limiting its performance was indeed the issue of materials…
“Of course, I firmly believe that!” Lynn nodded emphatically, then smiled and added, “Before the ergence of the internal combustion engine, did you not also believe that steam was the answer to everything?”
“You are right, the study of magic is endless.” Dennis nodded, no longer hesitating, and imdiately agreed to participate in the developnt and improvent of the alchemical internal combustion engine as an external collaborator.
The wizards of the Alchemy Association did not object either. They had dedicated half their lives to studying steam engines, only to realize that it had been rendered obsolete. Now, they could only hope to apply their experience to the research on internal combustion engines to give so value to their previous efforts.
Having successfully persuaded another group of researchers, Lynn was overjoyed. This ant he could free up the alchemists who were initially researching the internal combustion engine for other technologies, such as muskets and cannons…
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In the next week, the whole harbor city was bursting with energy, and according to the townspeople, there was a new and curious affair popping up regularly.
For instance, there was a water wheel erected by the river that automatically irrigated the farms, and even an alchemy car that moved faster than the wind. It was said that the Wizards had also created a magical device called a spinning loom, which could make clothes with magic.
Mary had no doubt about this, as she had several friends who had joined the weaving factory, where it was said a person could weave hundreds of ters of fabric in a day.
If this wasn’t magic, what was?
However, in order to earn more silver coins, Mary chose to enter the glass workshop.
The inside was like a furnace, a sealed room steaming with heat, where workers dumped piles of fine sand into a living furnace. The Wizards would add a magical powder, and then under so peculiar force, the sand would transform into a type of “transparent crystal stone.”
It wasn’t an easy task, and the hardest part was the shaping. It was common for the poor craftsn to burn their arms, but no one complained, as the job paid a salary of twelve silver coins, and the shiny coins represented hope for a better life.
All the workshops were continuously expanding, and the total number of employees soon exceeded four thousand.
Having returned to the town near the harbor for almost two months, Lynn had experienced the feeling of spending money like flowing water…
Based on an average of ten silver coins per worker per month, that was a total expenditure of four hundred gold coins.
And that was just the smallest of all expenses; the real bulk ca from constructing various factories and paying the Wizards’ salaries…
Lynn was sowhat worried that this outflow of money might cause inflation.
Fortunately, the productivity of the town near the harbor was also rapidly increasing, so there wasn’t a significant rise in prices in the short term…
The evening of the seventh day soon arrived, a huge full moon hanging high in the sky, casting its brilliant moonlight down.
“It’s Moonday!” Lynn gazed at the resplendent full moon in the sky, his expression becoming sowhat profound. This ant that he had been in this world for a full year now.
The waxing and waning of the moon was just an astronomical phenonon, ford by the satellite orbiting and reflecting sunlight.
This world was no different, with a full moon occurring each month, but what set it apart was that only on Moonday each year did the moon shine the brightest and was accompanied by a stirring of magic power.
After a year, Lynn once again experienced this unique feeling, but this ti it was even more intense. The magic power inside his body vibrated like boiling water, uncontrollably dispersing in all directions…
But Lynn’s expression was very calm; he closed his eyes and savored the power that was gradually growing stronger inside his body. It reached its peak in about an hour, as if breaking through so kind of shackles.
After several months of accumulation and the Magic Torrent of Moonday, Lynn had successfully advanced from a second-circle Wizard to a third-circle Wizard, and it all happened so naturally.
However, advancing to a great Wizard would not be so easy.
It was like moving from a Wizard Apprentice to a full Wizard, a transformation of another kind!
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