Douluo: The Adventures of King Skin

"Life is just a process. No matter how many things you accumulate, you can take nothing away and possess nothing. The heaven and earth are eternal and are always there, but everyone is a fearful passer-by, and they all end up in pain. Many people even want to fall behind The last breath was excruciating for years and months. The only comfort was that there were some short-term joyful moments in the good times."

——Westerly wind

Windsurfing!

At this moment, Pyrrhus only had two words in his mind: "Fuck!"

He looked left and right and found that Desiachus, Stratton, and Maria's masters and apprentices were all watching the excitement from a high place, and hurried to find them to ask for details.

"This is the crystallization of collective wisdom!" Stratton said proudly, "We discovered the secret hidden in the airflow, which allows ships to run faster when going against the wind than when going with the wind..."

Ah... you are really capable, you have even come up with this thing.

"Where's Pythias?"

"He and his son were on a trial run on the boat."

**!

Pyrrhus looked at the speeding boat in the distance. The speed was so fast that he couldn't see the figures on it clearly. What the hell if it fell...!

what--!

Two generations of sailing talents from labor and capital!

"Tell them to stop!!!!" Pyrrhus grabbed Stratton like crazy and shook him hard.

"Eh... don't worry, we also have protective measures..." Stratton pointed to the speedboat below that was ready to go, "They can swim, they won't drown so easily..."

"What are you drowning! If you fall out of the water at this speed, it will be harder than a rock!" "What?"

As soon as Pyrrhus finished speaking, the crowd let out another burst of exclamations!

I saw that the mast on the small boat had been bent at a terrible angle, and the movement of the boat had become obviously messy!

This is getting out of control!

Finally, with a violent tremor, the boat disintegrated, and the two figures flew out holding on to the sail.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Pyrrhus put his head in his hands and screamed like a woman.

**

The father and son were lying on the stretcher dripping wet, and the water stains were mixed with blood.

The son is fine, but he has a strained muscle and cannot get up; the father broke a leg and dislocated his arm, with an idiotic smile on his face:

"Hehe, it feels so good! Hehe..."

I'm afraid I'll fall silly if I code it.

After repeatedly confirming that Pythias' intelligence was not affected, Pyrrhus finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"They must be prohibited from playing such a dangerous sport again!"

"That's right!" Pythias continued lying on the stretcher: "This is a sport! It should be submitted to the Elis and let them join the Olympic Games! Let more people participate..."

Is this the point of what labor and management are talking about? !

"Then the steel mast must be produced to produce enough energy." Maria fell into deep thought, "And the strength is still not enough now, and the deformation is too exaggerated..."

"Yes, not only is the hardness not enough, but the toughness is also not good enough. Do we still have to find a way to deal with the heat treatment process..." Stratton murmured.

"I have an idea!" Aminsta also struggled to get up and offered his opinion: "Why don't we add a small sail under the water, made of steel, maybe it can further increase the speed!"

"Then can we fly directly in the air without the boat below?" Cleopatra also expressed her opinion anxiously.

"No! I think biomass materials are more advantageous..." Pythias answered in a nonchalant manner...

Hey!

Hello! !

Is anyone listening to me?

Pyrrhus was speechless.

You all have already planned to devote your life to the truth, and I am the only one who is thinking about daily necessities, right?

but

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This is indeed a way to make money!

People like Dmitri definitely like this kind of exciting sport. With him leading the way, other followers will definitely follow suit, and the business will soon spread throughout the Mediterranean!

Should technology spread?

It doesn’t matter. Nowadays, everything is purely handmade and there is no production volume. I guess they would be too imitated. It is a luxury product anyway, and you will never worry about profits...

…………

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Although Mr. Pythias was still lying on the bed, it did not prevent the craftsmen from rushing to build a ship for Pyrrhus that applied the latest technology - there were already suitable semi-finished products on the slipway.

After all, if you take the sea route now, you have to take a merchant ship or a sailing warship, which is not fast.

Although the small merchant ships were relatively well-supplied, they had little maneuverability and were easily robbed by the simple Greeks;

It is relatively safe to ride on a sailing warship, but the seaworthiness of this thing is very very average. After all, the rowers on both sides have their legs exposed, and dozens or hundreds of big men are squeezed into the same boat sweating like rain, not to mention the smell. The large amount of fresh water that needs to be replenished means that this type of ship must dock from time to time for replenishment.

Although he was eager to reconcile with Dmitri, sharpening his sword did not waste time chopping wood.

Pyrrhus had been fed up with this slow speed since he traveled, especially the frequent docking operations. Every time he traveled by sea, he felt guilty of wasting his life.

Now that we finally have technology, it’s not too much to improve ourselves first, right?

**

While he was waiting for the ship to be completed, Manethus' fleet arrived first.

Because of the changes in the situation, they canceled many plans to visit the eastern Mediterranean city-states and could only set off early. If the wind direction was favorable, they could catch up with a trip to Sicily.

Pyrrhus entertains the handsome bald boy and the others to visit Lamia Academy.

Accompanying them were not only the Egyptian envoys, but also Greek scholars who were about to accompany them to Alexandria.

First, they praised Pyrrhus's noble sentiments of being enthusiastic about public welfare. At the same time, the country bumpkins also opened their eyes to various systems in the academy, whether it was the big cafeteria with roaring machinery, the zoological and botanical garden with few rare animals, or the That experimental garden was beyond their imagination.

Of course, Lamia is a good place, but people will eventually go to Alexandria. Who made Ptolemy rich?

The treatment of personnel here in Pylos is at an average level, and there are many people with better conditions who come to work as volunteers. They can't lick their faces and demand high wages if they stay...

Time was of the essence, and the Egyptians had to wait only a moment before setting off.

On the dock, Maria and a group of children were helping the apprentice pack the books and materials to be taken back.

Cleopatra can indeed be called a genius girl, and she masters all aspects of learning very quickly, but after all, she is still young, and she has a kind of attachment to Maria as a teacher, friend, mother and sister, and she is in the academy. These days I have been with so many people of the same age and made many friends. It is very difficult to say goodbye now.

Troyas and others gathered around her to say farewell blessings and agreed to exchange letters with her, but Cleopatra just stood wiping her tears.

A good friend is about to go to Egypt. Not to mention that it is a rival country, how far away it is!

Soon the children were all crying.

Seeing that it was time to set off, Maria sighed, held her disciple's face, and helped her wipe away her tears.

"Cleobarat, you must remember what you will do when you return to Egypt."

"Bring the research results and research methods here back to Alexandria..." Cleopatra said and started crying again: "Teacher, can we meet again?"

Maria was silent.

In this era, the uneasy current situation, short life span, backward transportation conditions, and various irresistible unexpected disasters make every parting for people feel like a separation between life and death.

She couldn't make a promise to her apprentice.

"Good boy, I will keep sending you letters. Maybe the war will end soon and we can meet each other?"

She paused and then said, "And what does it matter whether we can meet again or not? Human life is very short, and because of this, we should pursue something. During the time we have known you, we have explored alchemy together and left a lasting impression. The precious memories we have made are enough to make many people envious. And don’t forget our ultimate goal!”

"The sun is so hot." The girl said with a smile.

"That's right. You will meet more like-minded partners in the future. In our pursuit of perfection, we will never be alone, and I will always be with you."

Cleopatra nodded and wiped away her tears, preparing to bid her final farewell to her master.

Pyrrhus next to him couldn't stand it anymore.

"Why are you making it so difficult! When the war is over, you come to Lamia or I take her to Egypt. Wouldn't it be easy?"

"Ah?!" The little girl couldn't believe it, "Really?"

"..." Maria said helplessly, "Maybe...of course it's true. This person has been flaunting his credibility."

After saying that, he curled his lips and glared at Pyrrhus. Although it was a good thing, it still felt a little uncomfortable to have the good parting atmosphere ruined like this.

"Whatever you say...Do I still need to show off my credibility?"

After all, I am the personification of 'credit'!

Ashamed, ashamed...

After receiving a positive answer, Cleopatra turned from worry to joy, but then she couldn't help but worry, "What if you lose?"

Manethos and others next to him were speechless.

What is a contingency?

Are you still afraid that your own people will win?

And in your mind, are we so easy to lose?

I saw King Pi raising his hand coolly:

"Then I will volunteer with Demetrius and go to Egypt as a hostage!"