Douluo, beat the Silver Dragon King at the beginning

Chapter 167 Hephitus

Telegraph machine?

Fang Yuan looked confused, he didn't expect that this thing was really made by Douluo people.It seems that he only provided a little theoretical guidance, but not much other substantive help.

As for the reason, it's not that Fang Yuan has forgotten, but that someone just enjoys life and acts like a leader all day long, only proposing policies without arranging specific details.

"Dong'er, bring me the good news."

After receiving the report, Fang Yuan browsed it briefly and quickly grasped the key points.

The report said:

During the development process of the telegraph, one person gave full play to his subjective initiative and overcame a large number of technical difficulties before completing the tasks assigned by the Pope.

That man's name was Hephitos, who was originally a slave of the Star Luo Empire. When the Spirit Hall was looking for talented people, he took the initiative to join the army and was recruited into the Legion Production Team.

After the task of developing the telegraph machine was issued, when others were at a loss, Hephitus took the lead in putting forward suggestions, allowing the task to be carried out smoothly.

Whenever he encounters difficulties, Hephitus is the first to think of a solution.After that, he was appointed as the main person in charge, with full control of the research work of the telegraph machine.

After the prototype was built, Hephitos built the No. [-] machine. After continuous debugging, it finally met various technical indicators.

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After reading the report, Fang Yuan asked Bibi Dong to send someone to summon Hephitus. He wanted to get to know this talent well.

After a while, Hephitus was quickly brought by his subordinates.

Male, slightly lame in his left foot, over 40 years old, with a naturally curly shawl and an eye-catching slave mark on his forehead.

This was Fang Yuan's first impression when he saw Hephitus. Other than that, he had no soul power at all.

After he finished saluting Bibi Dong, Fang Yuan stepped forward and tried to be as kind as possible.

"Hephitus, don't be nervous, sit down! I came to you today to give you a reward, not to punish you."

"Thank you for your kindness, young master. Hephitus is just the lowest slave and has no qualifications for that."

Hephitus was very restrained and did not dare to sit down even when he saw Bibi Dong nodding.

He never expected that he would be able to meet the legendary Pope and receive an award in his lifetime. It was like a dream.

Fang Yuan looked at Bibi Dong and asked her to give the order.

"Hephitus, Fang Yuan asked you to sit down, there are no slaves in Wuhun Hall. Do you want my disciples to look up at you?"

After listening to Bibi Dong's order, Hephitus unconsciously touched the slave mark on his forehead, and then pressed the lower half of his butt against the seat.

Knowing that it was not easy to get Hephitus to dare to sit down, if he continued to be nice, he would be frightened, so Fang Yuan no longer cared about how he sat down.

"Hephitus, you are very good! The teacher and I already know that you are the hero of making the telegraph machine. The most important thing in our Wuhun Palace is talents. Just say whatever you want."

"This is what I should do. Wuhun Palace has given me the opportunity to get rid of slavery and do what I want to do. I am willing to dedicate my abilities and absolute loyalty to Wuhun Palace."

Fang Yuan nodded, then became a little curious about the slave he was talking about. How could such a talent be reduced to such a state?

"Hephitus, I want to know why you became a slave? Don't think too much, I'm just curious. You have the right to remain silent."

"I don't dare. The young master wants to know, so I'll tell you straight away. My family was originally the royal craftsmen of the Star Luo Empire. Later, they offended the powerful and were persecuted. After everyone in the family died, those people still refused to give up. Make me... reduce me to a slave."

"I see, it's no wonder you joined the production team. Well, I know your past. Remember, our Wuhun Palace emphasizes equality for everyone. Regardless of soul masters or civilians, as long as they have ability, they will be valued."

"Hephitus feels this, which is why I am willing to stay in Wuhun Palace."

"Well, it's very good. Wuhun Palace will also achieve greater glory because of your efforts!"

After expressing his respect for Hephitus, Fang Yuan stopped there, and if he continued talking, it would be the leader's job to paint a pie for the employees.

Afterwards, Fang Yuan and Hephitus discussed some technical details in the process of making the telegraph.

Not long after, Fang Yuan realized that this was indeed a talent who could actually understand electromagnetic conversion.

Through communication, Hephitus also figured out who the person who issued the specific task indicators was, and he respected Fang Yuan's wisdom from the bottom of his heart.

Competent people are proud. In addition to wanting to be recognized, they most like to challenge difficulties.

Hephitus' talents were displayed because of Fang Yuan, and he sincerely felt how lucky he was to join the Spirit Hall.

Although he was very satisfied with Hephitus' talent, Fang Yuan felt that he needed to be tested again because he wanted to be trained as a technical backbone.

"Hephitus, I have two things I want you to see. If you can make them, you will be the leader of the production team in the future."

After speaking, Fang Yuan stretched out his right palm, and a model of a windmill was constructed with a large amount of water elements.

"This thing is called a big windmill. It can process grain when enlarged. I'll let you see how it works. Can you design the drawings?"

Fang Yuan blew on the model, and the windmill began to rotate. At the same time, the external structure became transparent, and the internal transmission mechanism was clearly visible.

Hephitus stepped forward and observed carefully for a while, then asked Bibi Dong for a pen and paper, and then he lay down on the ground and began to write and draw.

Soon, Hephitus designed every component of the windmill.

Fang Yuan took one look and knew that it was very different from his impression.

"Very good, look at this again. Its power source is water flow."

The big windmill in Fang Yuan's hand turned into a waterwheel again, but the internal structure was not shown.

Hephitus glanced at it casually, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then continued to lie down on the ground and began to write.

This time Fang Yuan did not look at the final result, but spoke to Bibi Dong.

"Teacher, I hope you can make Hephitus the enshrined elder and arrange for the title Douluo to ensure his safety."

Before Bibi Dong said anything, Hephitus immediately stood up and expressed his objection.

"I can't do it, I can't do it. It's enough for me to obtain civilian status. I don't dare to ask for such a high status. Please be careful, His Majesty the Pope."

Fang Yuan said this because he wanted Bibi Dong to see the importance he attached to Hephitus.

Of course, if Bibi Dong really agreed, it wouldn't matter.

"Why not? Do you know how important the two things you designed just now are to Wuhun Palace? Your talents are worthy of the status of an elder."

Fang Yuan was right, the windmill and waterwheel were indeed of great help to the Spirit Hall.

Under the rule of Wuhundian, the first batch of high-yielding crops have been planted and will mature in a few months.

By then, the surge in grain production will inevitably put heavy pressure on grain processing.

Windmills and waterwheels are the technological crystallization of mature agricultural civilization and are sufficient to solve major problems.

Windmill is suitable for most terrains.In addition to replacing the power source of windmills, waterwheels can also increase irrigation levels.

The emergence of these two things, whether now or in the future, will bring great assistance to agricultural production.

(End of this chapter)