Mage? Spell Engineer!

The engineering teams building the railways in the Empire are very complex, and you can see dwarves, elves and humans coming together.

Neither of the first two in the ranks had full Imperial citizenship: the dwarves were refugees after the war, and the polar dwarves tried to rebel against Confederate rule, and after their defeat they came to the Empire seeking asylum with much of their technology.

Among them was the construction and operation of railways. His Majesty the Emperor and the Prime Minister attached great importance to them and immediately invested in laying them within the empire.

The elves come from the Air Island of Istani. They are different from their counterparts on other islands and continents. They are slightly shorter. Most of them have fiery red hair and not-so-white skin. They are called "grey elves".

Gray elves have made a living from agriculture for generations. However, the poor harvests in Air Island in recent years, coupled with the exploitation of the Istani Kingdom, have forced many people to smuggle or move away from home. Because of the low employment prices, they were requisitioned as laborers for railway construction.

"He's lazy again! My grandma can swing a shovel faster than you, a lazy idiot!" The dwarf supervisor raised his big leather boots and kicked his compatriot. Although they are all dwarves, they are naturally divided into three, six or nine levels. Some work with the gray elves, some are engineers who master the technology, and some are small contractors who manage several subordinates.

Gray elves and dwarves worked together to lay gravel on the track bed, and then placed sleepers and rails. The tinkling sounds of iron working tools, stones, rivets and other objects echoed in the mountains.

"Hey, don't kick with your feet." A young human man in a tall military uniform was patrolling on horseback. Seeing this scene, he frowned and stopped the supervisor from continuing to beat and scold his fellow humans.

The supervisor raised his head and showed a flattering smile: "Sir, you don't know the temperament of these lazy people. Even if they have to be beaten and scolded to work efficiently, it's like winding up a clockwork." As he said this, he also made a twisting gesture. His movements are like a clown.

The soldier did not appreciate the flattering performance of the dwarf in front of him. Instead, he carefully observed the situation of the construction team and took out his pocket watch to check the time: "Rest for a quarter of an hour and let them drink water and relieve themselves."

"Rest for a quarter of an hour!"

"rest!"

The dwarf overseer shouted at the top of his lungs, and the instructions were passed down level by level. The construction workers who heard this felt like they were being amnesty, especially the gray elves who were even weaker. Some of them seemed to be about to faint at any moment.

Click, click, click. A fast horse arrived from the front of the railway, and another officer came. He gave the order: "Warrant Officer Richard, there are blasting operations ahead. Go quickly to provide support."

"Yes!" Richard glanced at the dwarf overseer and then left. The look in his eyes made the other person tremble.

What is being repaired now is a confidential military line. The builders are all "non-national" dwarves and elves who are under surveillance and are completely controlled by the imperial army.

Since the future train will be loaded with "secret weapons against the church", Richard was also temporarily included in the construction supervision team. At the same time, as a spellcaster, there are many situations where he is needed.

Ahead lay the edge of the valley, and at the end of the railway bridge which was being built was a mountain which would undoubtedly require the digging of tunnels.

A large amount of dwarven gunpowder was loaded into the set blast holes, and it was ready to light when Richard arrived.

"Report!" He came to the queue of garrison spellcasters. There were many tunnels to be dug during the two-month construction, and the process had been fixed.

boom!

The hard rock layers in the mountain were broken open, and the mages simultaneously used their magic to support the falling earth and rocks. Another group of mages ordered several steel frames to be inserted into the top, and cooperated with the dwarf construction team to build the mountain as quickly as possible. A steel-wood structure vault.

Then the engineering team fixed the supporting structure and cleaned up the excess earth. The mages collectively cast spells and used [Stone Shaping Technique] to optimize the contact surface between the tunnel and the mountain, turning the broken rocks into a unified wall.

This process was repeated three times. It was getting late and the caster also needed to rest.

"Hold the team, Tunnel No. 3 is not expected to be penetrated until tomorrow." The engineer stopped work after assessing the progress. Penetrating a hill in two days was a speed that was unimaginable in Rorschach's previous life, but this route gathered a company of garrison mages, and together with the dwarf engineering team, they evolved into a magical version of infrastructure madness.

"Let's go back to the temporary station." His colleagues greeted Richard. After the meeting, it was their meal and rest time. They were late and only had leftovers.

"Wait a minute, I have to go back to the construction section I am responsible for to confirm the situation." Richard returned to the railway construction section behind him. Now the workers were also eating and resting. Richard emphatically checked the remaining high-alcohol liquor.

"They have worked hard for a day and need wine to relieve their fatigue. They must ensure that each person receives a lot, and cannot receive too much or pretend to receive it. Control the amount of drinking and prevent the gray elves from getting drunk and causing trouble." Richard ordered his subordinates. Gray elves and dwarves are the same. I like drinking, but my drinking habits are generally terrible.

"Yes, Warrant Officer!"

The land of the Holy Kingdom was also shrouded in darkness. At this time, Rorschach was still staying in the laboratory outside the city, holding cereal porridge with diced meat and fried eggs in his hand.

The same goes for everyone else. It's not that the Alchemy Department is too poor to afford a big meal, but it's more convenient and time-saving to cook in one pot. They are now having meals as well as meetings.

The place was in a corner of the greenhouse. Everyone was divided into two circles around the whiteboard. In the inner circle sat Rorschach and other mages and several former teachers from the artillery academy. In the outer circle sat Andre, apprentices and engineers sent by the trading company. Eat standing up.

Rorschach joined because of his glorious achievements in improving steam engines.

The test results of the signal beacon plan have been obtained. Preliminary estimates are that in order to establish a communication system that runs through the major cities in the Kingdom, at least 3,700 signal beacon towers need to be built.

"This is unacceptable. The cost is close to one-third of the guild's teleportation array system. The speed, capacity and accuracy of information transmission are far inferior to that of the teleportation array."

Although it was feasible in practice, the signal tower, which Rorschach called an "RGB beacon from another world", was quickly rejected.

"I think we can improve on the idea of ​​oscillating crystal telegraph machines." Rorschach was thinking about how he could inspire everyone to appear more natural, instead of taking out the "telegram" directly from his dimensional pocket like a blue robot cat with a round head and round hands. .

In order to explain to others outside the guild, Snow brought two transceivers: "It was originally a machine used to detect ether fluctuations, but then we realized that it could send messages."

Sure enough, when one side sent out a signal, the oscillating crystal on the other side immediately trembled slightly, and regular signals were obtained on the paper tape. The machine demonstrated was different from the model seen in the secondary plane, and seemed to be more sensitive and accurate.

There is such a treasure! The instructors at the Artillery Academy were refreshed.

The man from the Alchemy Department shook his head: "But what is as full as ether and is everywhere in the environment?"

"Air?"

"Air vibrations are sound waves. It's enough that we can rely on them to speak."

"Light?" "Special gas?"

Everyone brainstormed, and finally Rorschach finished the cereal porridge: "What if I said that electricity and magnetism can also stimulate waves that can propagate in the environment?"