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The world, as Cecil thought, was in the "slow infection" he brought.

The middle class in Crandall has recently discovered that the lower-class civilians are not so smelly. Originally, as long as they smell this smell, there must be civilians coming, either street cleaners or magic carriage drivers. With an unpleasant taste.

The public has long assumed that these people were doing it for professional reasons, but that was not the case.

A resident who has a professional certificate of basic general magic teacher has a good relationship with the plant breeder at home. He mentioned this matter with some curiosity, and got an unexpected answer.

"It's paper, sir." The plant breeder smiled and said, "This is a good thing, and it perfectly solves the problem of defecation."

"After pooping?" The teacher, who had a constant cleaning magic on his body, didn't understand the problem, "What do you mean, use this paper to cover the poop?"

"Of course not, sir." The plant breeder laughed even more exaggeratedly, "It's used to wipe the butt, so that it won't smell all over the body. After all, we don't have so many cleaning magics. The cleaning of other things The ability is not as good as paper, and this thing is easy to carry.”

"Can it still be like this?" The teacher asked in surprise, "Can I have a look at this thing called paper?"

"of course."

The teacher who looked at the paper was lost in thought. This thing doesn’t look special. Some plant fragments can be seen from the surface of the paper. After some experiments, you can even use reverse magic to understand how to make it. right?

What puzzled him was, what was the person who made this thing for?

"How much is it?"

"It's very cheap. I can't spend five copper coins in a month. If you save a little, maybe two or three copper coins are enough."

"You can buy it with ordinary money?"

The teacher was even more surprised, who made this and why?Is it to create a god of civilization?

"Do you... like this thing very much?" The teacher asked cautiously.

"Are you referring to the God of Civilization?" the nurturing worker said indifferently, "You think too much, this is for wiping your ass, I don't believe in this thing, and I don't believe that this thing can change my life." Life! Hahaha, you are thinking too much, this is just a gadget that facilitates life!"

It seems... that's true.

The teacher let go of the doubts in his heart, and quickly put paper and other things behind him. After all, any magic work requires a lot of brainpower, and he has no time to care about such trivial matters.

Tanita, in this magic kingdom, countless people devote their lives to magic day and night without sleep. In other words, for honor, status, title and wealth, they delve into magic day and night, their spirits are always tense, in order to relax and seek Many methods have been used, and even resorted to banned drugs.

Recently, a novel relaxation method has become popular. It may be a bit dirty and not classy, ​​but people who have tried it say it is good.

A doctoral student in magic is on the verge of graduating, and the sudden news that his tutor is seriously ill makes him even more nervous.

"I hope he dies peacefully, and don't make some weird will rules!" The doctoral student said frantically to his classmates, "Ah, ah, if he says that all students are not allowed to graduate, I will These 30 years of youth have been fed to Roman beasts!"

The classmate patted the doctoral student on the shoulder sympathetically, and said mysteriously: "Come with me tonight, and I will try something good for you."

"What?" The doctoral student lifted his spirits, "A refreshing potion from hell? A new type of drug from the Underdark?"

"No, no, it's much better than that. You have to use magic to get rid of the side effects after those are used up. This one is completely relaxing, and I guarantee you a good night's sleep!"

That night, the doctoral student who was on the verge of collapse and his classmates spent the night comfortably in the newly opened "Xiangqi Bathhouse". After the massage, the doctoral student who has been restless all night sleeps like a baby.

"It's really a good thing, but it's a pity that bathing is still a bit out of the question." The next morning, the doctoral student and his classmates stepped out of the bathhouse, "However, relaxation requires a little tension, and only good students use it all day long. Drugs and pick-me-ups, cool students like us should be in the bath!"

"That's it!" The classmate who introduced said with a smile, "This can be done every day without any side effects at all. Oh, the only side effect is that our 'offspring' can't stand it."

The two laughed wretchedly, causing passers-by to look sideways in surprise.

Somewhere in Tambuneta, in a quiet and simple three-story building, the head templar of the Gay Knights Tambuneta branch is drinking tea, and the rising mist is soaking the white magic cup It was vivid and lively, and the slightly hot temperature was just right for the beginning of spring. He took a sip and felt it for a moment. His body that had just woken up seemed to move with the sip of tea.

"O'Casey, don't be so serious. Sometimes you should relax. Moyer will not do bad things immediately after leaving your sight. He is still bound by your morality."

The Templar has blond hair that is close to white. He likes to grow it long and wear women's clothes. Basically, no one can tell his gender unless he speaks.This kind of hobbies was scolded by many knights in the regiment, especially some new knights, claiming to be cheated of their feelings.At this time, he would smile and ask, "If you like a man, what kind of feelings do you have for a lady?" Seeing the new knight's pale face and stammering his defense, he couldn't help laughing at the other party's rank in his heart extremely low.

In this matter, the knight commander whose name was too long to remember had a good performance when he first joined the regiment. He saw through the disguise of the Templar commander at a glance, and his attitude was very cold. This made him remember this kid .

Now, "Little Children" brings a steady stream of new things, and there is a strong civilization background.

Hehe, the outsider seems to be very good this time. Fortunately, Langdon was sent there.

The Templar Chief was still thinking about Cecil, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the air pressure around the Paladin in front of him was already very low.

Paladins are trouble, why are they so rigid?

"You really want to be transferred to Ebo... Oh, it's called Moon City now, are you really going?" The Templar Chief poured another cup of tea in an elder-friendly manner, "Don't worry, sit down Try it, it's a good thing from Moon City, where your dear Moyer is."

"Thank you for your invitation. Paladins are not allowed to drink food outside of the two meals and in non-combat state." O'Casey said with a cold face, "The transfer order has been issued, why don't you start yet?"

"Because Moon City hasn't asked for help yet." The Templar Commander said helplessly, "I just put your name on the list. They don't ask for help, so we have no reason to rush people. I think the Paladins must obey authority and rules. .”

O'Casey stared blankly at the Templar Commander, and the two of them stared at each other for a while, as if they were competing on who could last this silent game.

Finally, the Templar captain conceded defeat: "Okay, I will find a way to find a reason to squeeze you in, now, please sit down and have a cup of tea, this is an order." He watched O'Casey sit down, and couldn't help Sighing, "Smile, it's a waste of your handsome face, you're not human."

O'Casey picked up the cup and drank the tea. He said, "The paladin should not express his inner feelings at will. The tea is a little sweet. Please arrange my departure as soon as possible and leave."

After finishing speaking in one breath, Paladin O'Casey stood up and walked out of the Templar Commander's office with firm steps.

"Hey, you're obviously a rebellious paladin. If you insist on paying attention to details in small things, you should have been burned to death according to the paladin rules." After being heard by O'Casey, he had to start nagging about the paladin's code for an hour or a few minutes-for a paladin, this is called justice preaching-this is also a regulation of the paladin's code.

It's really annoying, things like paladins...do you want to trick a few more paladins?

Cecil didn't know the "evil" thoughts of his boss who was thousands of miles away. He was discussing technology with the flame goblins.

"Why not?" Cecil asked.

"No, no, no, why are you so weird!" the flame goblin shouted in a childlike high-pitched voice, "This world doesn't revolve around you!"

Today, Cecil, who finally had time, went to inspect the construction of the water pipes. He picked a small compartment at random, and as soon as he entered, he heard the flame goblins discussing how to tear down the walls of the compartment.After stopping this kind of "demolition of the house" with righteous words, he said puzzledly, "Why do you want to tear down the wall?"

"Because this forging furnace is not big enough!" The flame goblin pointed to the furnace mouth which was about as high as Cecil himself, "Aren't you going to forge copper pipes?"

"That's right, is the copper pipe that thick?" Cecil was even more confused.

"Of course a copper pipe is not that thick, but your original structure is very long and huge!"

Cecil stayed for a while, and said in an unbelievable tone: "You mean, you want to build a copper pipe that is integrally formed without seams like now? The entire heating pipe?"

"That's right, isn't the one you use now that big?"

"..."

Fuck you, these lunatics!

Cecil said angrily: "Why not make a part of the straight pipe and the curved joint? This is easy to repair, and if a part of the pipe is broken, it can be replaced."

"Well said!" exclaimed a flame goblin with a terrible burn scar on his face, "then how do you make the bend joint and the straight pipe together without leaking?"

"Use a screw mount!"

"What is a screw mount?"

Cecil was also unambiguous, and immediately drew the inner spiral interface, which is not a difficult task.The flame goblins all came to watch, and it seemed that they did not object from their expressions.

"Looks good, so, how do you make such a screw bayonet?"

Cecil stared at the flame goblin for a long time: "Can't you make it after looking at the picture?"

"Nonsense!" These flame goblins didn't understand politeness at all from the beginning, "How do you know where the spiral starts and where it ends? How can you be sure that the spiral bumps on both sides fit perfectly? Besides, you How to ensure that all joints can be concave and convex properly? And how to ensure that after the bend pipes on both sides of a straight pipe are stuck, the direction is just right before continuing to connect straight pipes?"

"Use a mold!"

"The mold for the corner joint is fine, but is it necessary to make such a large mold for the straight pipe?"

"Can't you make a separate interface and then fuse it to the straight pipe?"

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

This is related to the problem of knowledge blind spots.

First of all, Cecil has never worked in any foundry-related industry. Looking back at his working history, we can also find that most of them are in the tertiary industry, and home appliance repair is considered a relatively technical job. There is no way to get started without a certain accumulation of occupations, and professional training and learning need money and time, and these are what he lacks.Therefore, at this moment, he is completely an amateur leading an expert, and he only asks his subordinates to do it when he proposes an idea. Unfortunately, no matter how advanced and feasible the idea he proposed is, it is seriously beyond the technical level of this world—— —unless by magic.

"It's possible to use magic..."

"Using magic, I can directly create a whole water pipe, why do you need to cast it?"

The two sides stared at each other for a while.

"Even if we use manual engraving, unless we only make two molds, we can't guarantee that each mold is exactly the same. If we can't do it exactly the same, the idea of ​​free replacement cannot be realized." A speech comparison The gentle flame goblin became a peacemaker, "Besides, the mold will wear out, and it will be different from the first batch of molds after remaking. There is no way to do it. Besides, what do you want to use to make the mold? To be able to withstand the heat of copper water while being easy to release from the mold, and you're asking for all of that without magic, is next to impossible."

Cecil was stunned by a series of professional questions, he was silent for a while, and fled after saying "I'll think about it again".

Alas, the interlacing is like a mountain.

Cecil sighed and sighed all day but couldn't come up with a solution. Until dinner at night, when a group of leaders gathered in his room to report information to each other while eating, he still looked like he was in a daze. Stuff it into your mouth, spit it out when it is so hot, and drink it directly from the cup, regardless of whether the tea is cold or not.

"What's your problem?" Langdon asked softly.

"It's nothing, it's just a professional problem, and it can't be solved." Cecil sighed, and talked about the casting problem of the copper pipe spiral bayonet, "Now, I haven't done this, I only know the finished product, which involves I have no place to learn a lot of industrial expertise."

"Why is it so troublesome, the goblins said, isn't it good to just cast a whole set of water delivery pipes? There are no seams at all, and there is no need to worry about water leakage." Oakes is always the one who sings the opposite, and it is almost a routine.

"Then if there is a water leak in one of the places, have you replaced the whole set of pipes?" Cecil replied calmly, now he will not be angry anymore, Oakes is like this, "And such a big casting room, What are you doing? The firepower in the casting room is simply not enough, oh, right, what kind of fuel do these flames have to spare?"

"Wood?" Oakes asked.

"How is it possible, the temperature of the wood is not enough for casting." Langdon is still well-informed, "It should be coal, I think it is."

"Hey, does this world have coal?" Cecil has become more and more lazy to hide his identity, and he talks casually when there are only a few people around, "Then we can also use coal as fuel, oh, By the way, can I still make kerosene? Kerosene lamps are also good, by the way, I said I’m looking for a tung tree, when will I go?”

"Just wait a moment and solve the most urgent problem." Langdon was used to Cecil thinking about it, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Hmm... I think I should have learned something when I was in school, but I can't remember it." After all, it was approaching the thirty mark. "Is there a way to remind me of what I learned before?"

"Yes." Langdon beckoned, "Come here."

Cecil trembled all over, glanced at the hostile expressions of Ochsoff and Moyer, and immediately became vigilant: "What are you doing?"

"There is a magic that can make all the memories vivid in a short time." Langdon smiled and said, "What are you afraid of?"

"No...that's, uh, what is the method of casting this magic?" Cecil asked cautiously.

"Go to bed," Moyer said immediately.

"Orgasm." Russell was not to be outdone.

"Hit it out!" Oakes said enthusiastically.

Langdon grinned, showing eight teeth and looked over: "Shut up, all of you."

The three ghost-looking guys immediately restrained their smiles and closed their mouths solemnly.

Cecil actually doesn't believe in these three guys who are afraid of chaos, but with the lessons learned from interpreting magic, he has a deep prejudice against the way the Gay Knights cast magic.

"I just want to save some magic power." Langdon explained kindly,

"Really?" Cecil asked with some doubts.

Langdon froze for a moment, then frowned: "Don't you believe me?"

"No, no, no, I didn't believe you!" Cecil hurriedly said, "I just... um, what, I can't accept too close contact for a while."

"I'll be able to pick it up in a while... Mmmm!" Oakes, who was not afraid of death, said halfway to Langdon's warning gaze, but Russell covered his mouth and dragged him out of the room.

Moyer stretched his waist, with an expression of "It's okay, you continue", until Langdon looked over with a smile: "Okay, okay, I can't go anymore, it's really annoying, and it's not fun at all."

There were only two people left in the room, and Cecil was still explaining that there was absolutely no meaning of disbelief. He didn't realize that the room was too quiet until his mouth was dry and he drank the tea offered by Langdon. .

"What are you afraid of?" Langdon's first words poked Cecil's heart.

How can this be said?Could it be that I have something wrong with you?Oh, no, it can be said, but Langdon also has male gods, and Langdon must have had something with others, right?

...I seem to have had sex with other people too, but it's different, I didn't have any sex with men!

...Oh, no, Langdon doesn't seem to have had any experience with women?

All kinds of thoughts were going around, and when Cecil was immersed in shameless associations with Langdon's past, at some point Langdon had already leaned over, lowered his head slightly, and kissed him like snowflakes falling on a new young leaf.

The kiss lasted for a long time, so long that Cecil could count the strange lines in Langdon's eyeballs and the shape of the pupils. As the kissing time increased, Langdon's pupils actually only contracted horizontally, becoming like a like a cat.

wow, amazing...

Cecil was almost obsessed with such pupils, completely ignoring Langdon's pressing body and his constantly retreating posture, until a name flashed in his mind: Archimedes screw pump.

What the hell!

Cecil pushed Langdon away, stood up and shouted excitedly, "I figured it out! I figured it out!" and ran out, leaving Langdon staring blankly at the opened door.

The knights have always been suffering from the water pumping in the bathhouse. All the precious magic bits are spent on fetching water. Similar complaints are even louder.

Cecil also wanted to solve this problem, but he really couldn't think of any suitable pumping method for a while, mainly because it involved power and scale issues, so it was difficult to find the right one.

The Archimedes spiral is similar to single-stranded DNA, which is placed at an angle of 45 degrees. Every time the body rotates once, the water in the spiral tube will rise by one degree. Therefore, the water in the spiral tube will continue to rise and eventually rise to the desired level. height required.

The structure of this thing is extremely simple, and it can be easily produced with the current level of technology. The power is only a hand crank. Although it still cannot get rid of manpower, it has changed from a dozen knights taking turns fetching water to two or three a day. It is the large-scale liberation of manpower, and it will be more perfect if we find a way to change it to animal power in the future.

It’s hard to explain in words, but it’s very intuitive when Cecil draws the picture. This thing was mentioned as an entertainment topic by the junior high school teacher when he mentioned Archimedes, but it is a tool that really existed in history.

After showing the drawing of the Archimedes screw pump to the flame goblin, he got the following answer: "If you want to build a tool that can match the height of the water storage tower, you must build a new foundry."

Cecil quickly turned to look for Ebo's carpenter. The carpenter's first words were: "This can be done, but how do you put down the well for pumping water?"

Cecil: "..."

"You can pump up the well water first and put it in the pool." Another carpenter who was watching melon eating said, "In this way, this tool can be used."

Only then did Cecil's heart fall back into his chest, and he stuffed the blueprints to the carpenter. After digging through his mind, he returned to the flame goblin and said, "Have you ever heard of a lathe?"