Infrastructure starts from the game

After seeing the blueprint, the singer wondered, "Isn't it on the ground?"

"There are too many situations on the ground," Angel said. "Of course, there are also many situations in the air, but they are not as complicated as on the ground. ——First of all, the magic energy sinks, and the Kingdom of God has existed for thousands of years. destroyed."

"That's the truth." Singer pondered, and frowned as he looked at the blueprint: "But since they're all going to heaven, why do we need trains?" As a victim of industry, he doesn't like trains very much.

"This is the most economical way I can think of," Angel said.

Yes, economy.

If it is purely from the transportation method, the teleportation array is definitely the fastest

But that consumes too much mana.

Space magic is the magic that consumes the most mana.

The teleportation array that can only be opened by high-level magic crystals is a special supply that can only be used in the age of magic and the age of war. After Angel used the magic power base station instead of magic crystals to provide magic power, it solved a small number of problems, but how many people in a city? population?How many people does the mine have?The magic power that a mine with hundreds of people can provide probably won't be able to do other things once the teleportation array is turned on, and the mine's teleportation needs are particularly large.

Not to mention that the number of humans in this world is far less than that of Blue Star.

Cecilia, as the largest city in the east, has a population of only 100 million; the capital of San Yejin has a population of only 300 million; Cecilia, the trading center of all human kingdoms, is the largest human city in the plane, with a total population of 500 (probably mixed with a lot of foreign races); and most cities are similar to the city of academy, with a population of [-] to [-], which is considered a fairly large city.

Humans also live in the largest groups of all living things.

For other social creatures, such as goblins, a few thousand is a lot, and one more cave will not be able to hold it, so we can only dig new underground caves by groups.

This led to the fact that even if there is a magic base station, the teleportation array is still the privilege of a large city with a large population.

In contrast, magic items use far less mana.

And in the wizarding world, "flying" is not difficult. A mage has at least five ways to make his pot fly into the sky.

But in the wizarding world, magic props are still not suitable as a means of transportation.

The problem is "weight" and "duration".

Weight is well understood.

The heavier the object, the more magic power it takes to pull it out of gravity.

The use of energy such as magic power must require "spiritual power".

Spiritual power can only be provided by creatures, and the more intelligent and endurable a creature is, the higher its spiritual power will be.

In other words, the magic power itself has "emotions", which must be controlled by living things.

And the more magic power, the more intense mental power is needed to manipulate it.

This is also the biggest difference between industrial products and alchemy products.

As long as industrial products have enough batteries to provide energy, they can run continuously and do not necessarily need a 'master'; but magic props must be controlled by intelligent creatures before they can be used continuously.

Therefore, the highest goal of alchemists is artificial souls.

As a result, many black robes and alchemists went on evil paths, hunting human souls as their own power source.

——The topic is a bit off topic.

Back on the vehicle, if you use the teleportation array, no matter how powerful the magic power is, it will take an instant, and the mental power will not be consumed much.

But if you want to keep such an iron bump flying in the air, it means that the driver has to spend so much mental energy, and those who can do this are basically high-level magicians, so why do they use trains?Wouldn't it be nice to go directly to the sky with a flying carpet?It can also reduce the weight of the vehicle itself and save magic power.

Therefore, it is almost impossible to use magic props as a means of transportation for a long time.

The singer also said: "The mental power to manipulate this is not something ordinary people can bear."

"So, it's the train." Angel said.

He explained: "We have always used mental power to manipulate magic props. Biological creatures themselves are the greatest source of energy, and the broomstick is also based on this principle; but with industry, we don't need to work so hard! Just like the sky train. , whether you continue to use steam, electricity, or other energy sources, it has its own power, and this part of the mental power can be completely saved. What we have to do is just how to 'pave the way' for the train to make it fly in the air Driving without falling off."

"..." The singer stared blankly at Angel, seemingly stunned.

After several minutes, he said in a daze, "Yes, there is no conflict!"

Magic and science do not conflict!

Anyway, they are just tools, and it is good to consider the cost, why should they be opposed?

If it wasn't for the singer being unable to walk, he would have rushed in front of Angel and pulled Angel around in a circle, but after he realized it, he was still too excited to hold back: "Master Angel! You are so great Yes! Don’t mind the appearance at all, study all technologies equally, see through the essence of matter, really live up to Cecilia’s name at all!”

As Cecilia, I don't like this kind of praise.

Because isn't this the same as saying that even if you make achievements, you take it for granted?

Besides, Angel also felt that this was nothing to praise.

If the emperor hadn't copied the homework and forcibly cut science and magic with the mage chosen by the gods, I'm afraid there would have been a guy who could come up with such an idea long ago.

What humans lack most is imagination.

"Okay, don't fart on the rainbow." Angel said, "What we are going to discuss now is how to make this go to heaven."

"Hmm!" The singer's emotions did not subside so quickly.

He blushed with excitement, and when he looked at the blueprint again, he thought it was exquisite no matter how he looked at it.

It's not easy to keep an object of great weight in flight, but it's much easier to keep an object suspended in the air.

Singer looked at the drawings several times before suppressing his emotions and suggested: "If it's just floating in the air, it's fine to draw a floating magic circle on the track? The more troublesome thing is the supplementary problem of the magic circle. I think it can be considered in the future." Mix magic materials into the rails to add magic slots, making the rails a magic transmission tool, so it is enough to replenish the magic power at the stations on both sides."

"This is one way." Angel nodded.

What the singer said was exactly what he thought, and Angel was very happy to see that the singer had entered the state.

However, Angel raised an objection: "But will the rails with magic materials and magic gauges be too brittle? The train has rails, and a large part of it is to share the weight of the train. If it is in the air, this part of the power will be all It's up to the rails to do it."

"Can we add strong runes? Or draw a weight-reducing magic circle directly on the train?"

"A good idea!" Angor agreed, and wrote it down in his notebook: "The weight loss magic circle also consumes mana, right? If the cost is too high, it will be meaningless."

"I can't guarantee this, you have to experiment with different materials." Singer said.

……

After discussing for three days, the two alchemists came up with a rough prototype.

And this is the first version of the protocol, which requires a lot of repeated experiments.

Even Angel felt tired.

The singer was more tired than him, and Angel was very worried that he would kill him.

Especially since the other party had only recently gotten rid of the mark of the devil, and his body was still very weak.

So three days later, regardless of whether there was a result, Angel forced the singer to rest.

Of course, Angel still felt a little pity.

He sighed: "Sure enough, there are only two people. It is too difficult to design such a thing."

"Please don't worry too much, Master Angel," the singer comforted Angel, "I have already written letters to the alchemists before Magic Gear, and some of them have already heard back, and they will rush to Magic Gear as soon as possible. Capital! Like my wife, they have almost set off, and soon you will have a decent technical team."

"I hope!" Angel was stunned: "You have a wife?"

"Didn't Lord Mithril tell you? My wife is also an alchemist of magic gears."

"That's really good," and buy one get one free.

Angel said strangely: "But that's not what I mean, I mean... What method did you use to live forever?"

The singer looked at Angel and was silent for a while, then smiled wryly.

"The way you imagine, the most commonly used method by alchemists," he unbuttoned the opening of his shirt, exposing his chest, and opened it. With the help of alchemy potions and mechanical gears inside, the heart, which was obviously close to failure, was recovering. beating.

Angel frowned, "You're overdrawing your soul."

"You don't have to feel guilty, this has nothing to do with the magic gear," the singer said, "I chose this method because my wife is an immortal. We all feel that reincarnation is not the original person, I choose In order to exhaust your soul and overdraw your life, you must spend as long as possible with her."

However, after escaping from the magic gear, Singer's soul resisted the magic seal on his body, and it wasted faster than expected. It was also because of this that Singer and Nightingale gave birth to a child.

The singer didn't say this to Angel, but only smiled and said, "Of course, I've lived long enough, and it's nothing to be dissatisfied to watch the revival of the magic gear in the last period. Now I just hope to stand up for the last time." Ban, you must elect a suitable replacement as soon as possible during this time."

"……Thanks a lot."

Angel bowed to the other party.

After Angel waited for the singer to go to rest, he sorted out the materials for a while before coming out of the work room.

It was early morning at this time, but someone was squatting outside the door.

Mandela didn't care about moving his stiff body, and hurriedly greeted him and shouted:

"Master Angel."

"You're still there!" Angel felt a little emotional.

So there are reasons for success.

Look at Sir Mandela, he is only a human being, and he is willing to stay outside his door until late at night. In contrast, the blood elf of Xiaoxue obviously has the racial talent for night watch, but he doesn't know where he went , and the blood elves placed the order first, but Mithril secretly gave it to Sir Mandela first (although it was also because Sir Mandela gave more money).

And Mandela did more than wait.

"Haha, I guess you're coming out almost today," Mandela said.

He waved to the corner, and immediately a cook came out pushing a small cart filled with the aroma of milk, bread, steak, cake, and creamy soup.

Mandela flattered him: "Master Mithril was worried that you would ruin your health by staying up late, so he asked me to prepare some food."

"This is prepared by himself, and has nothing to do with Meow." Mithril said.

It jumped down from the shadows on high and landed on Jean Ingres's shoulder.

The cat's warm fur wrapped around Angel's neck like a scarf, and Angel sighed comfortably—the morning in early spring was still a bit cold.

Upon seeing this, Sir Mandela smiled and said, "Isn't that what you prepared for the outsider to wait in the workshop?"

The black cat snorted coldly.

Angel nodded and said, "Okay, let's eat some!"

Only then did Sir Mandela call to the cook to push the cart into the cafeteria.

Angel sat down at the table. He looked at the other party and said, "You should know that I am going to hand over the construction rights of the railway to the Cecilia Municipal Organization, right?"

Mandela was well-informed, and Angel didn't think he could hide it from him.

"Is there really such a thing?" Mandela said in a somewhat exaggerated tone, "It doesn't matter if it's you or the city hall, when you need me, it's my duty! Last time I got so much preferential treatment for filming, give back society as it should be."

Sir Mandela will not flinch from it!

He has already seen that no matter who has the control of this railway, as long as Angel is there, this railway belongs to Cecilia, although the owner of the workshop obviously wants to restrict whoever Control of the railway was handed over, but does it have anything to do with him?Is the black robe living longer, or he Mandela living longer?

Angel was not interested in Mandela's thoughts, and only nodded in satisfaction.

In this way, how to build a train is a matter for Owen and Mandela. Anyway, the technology is ready-made.

However, Mandela had many things to discuss with Angel: "Speaking of movies, will you still shoot this year?"

"That doesn't have to be so fast," Angel said, "Let's prepare first!"

Now that he has the train thing on hand, he has to put down the magic photography technology.

But this is not in a hurry.

Angel asked Singer. Although the alchemist who made the magic screen is gone, the other party has a direct apprentice. In addition, several technicians who made the magic screen are still there. Singer has written to them , and wait until they return to the alchemy workshop to develop it, it will be much faster than Angor's research alone.

Sir Mandela seemed to have misunderstood: "That's right, Mr. Allen hasn't come back yet!"

Who said that he will be needed this year!

Angor became angry when he thought of the screenwriter.

It's just that I don't know if it was because I waited too late and my body was too stiff. Sir Mandela, who has always been shrewd, didn't notice the black robe's thoughts, and only said: "But Mr. Allen is a bit worrying! I want to visit you, but I got off the car for some unknown reason on the way, and there is no news until now."

"Did he get off at the Misty Forest stop? Maybe he was abducted by fairies," Angor cursed viciously, "Those little fairies love inspired humans the most!" Because of these Goblins can directly watch the phantoms created by human brains. To them, humans are like live television. These goblins like poets and artists the most. They even feed humans with hallucinogenic mushrooms on purpose, making humans in a state of madness for them. for fun.

"That's really envious of Mr. Allen! He will be welcomed by the goblins." Mandela laughed.

Sir Mandela didn't get to the point of Angor's curse.

For ordinary people, cute goblins are harmless creatures. In the past, the standard configuration of many brave stories was that the brave should be paired with a goblin as a novice guide, so Mandela only felt that this guess was very enviable.

And Sir Mandela is not very worried about Alan.

How should I put it, Ellen's existence intact in the madhouse, the feeling that he can live anywhere he goes.

Mandela was talking about irrelevant topics, and finally returned to the point of the question: "It is impossible for an ordinary person like me to have such a romantic experience. I am busy with business all day long. Recently, Shesser They are urging orders again—"

Angel did not avoid this topic.

"That's our fault." Angel touched Mithril's small head, "As compensation, I will also build a magic power base station in Xieser, how about letting you act as an agent?"

"Really?!" Sir Mandela's eyes lit up.

This is what Sir Mandela really wanted!

Mandela's basic business is his entertainment company, and he uses peripheral stores to represent the game Crystal Ball just for the sake of it - why not make money if he can get it - what really makes Sir Mandela care about is the magic base.

Mandela saw the changes in Cecilia and Academy City. He knew that what Angel cares most about is the magic power base station, and the various products of magic gear are obviously inseparable from the magic power base station. getting closer.

Among them, what caught Mandela's attention the most was Ingres's magic movie.

The current magic screen obviously consumes a lot of magic power. Mandela can't imagine that magic movies can be carried out without the magic power base station, so Xieser without the magic power base station can only show ordinary movies by then.

That would be such a pity.

Now that Angor finally had the intention to build a magic base in Shesser, Mandela almost passed out from happiness.

Sir Mandela suppressed his excitement, and said to Angel: "Since you have this plan, I will find a way to introduce you to the mayor of Chesser when I go back. I am not boasting, I also have some The way-"

"No need." Angor said.

Although the series of relationships are not clear, for a city like Shesser, which controls a large amount of money flow, if you think about it, you know that its power is sent by the royal capital, and Angel has no idea of ​​cooperating with them.

Angor said: "I don't have the idea of ​​promoting broomsticks and other props in Xisai for the time being - and the city hall of Xisai will not cooperate either - so there is no need to cooperate with them."

Sir Mandela moved his lips when he heard the words, but there was no objection.

He also felt that it was true.

Although Sir Mandela is considered a decent person in Chesser, the kind who can meet with the mayor at any time, but if the city hall is to support the strict air management regulations like Cecilia and Academy City, Mandela still has no choice. Not enough.

After all, it is a city that claims to be the "City of Freedom". Citizens are free to fall to their death from broomsticks. How can they be allowed to take the test for a pilot's license and abide by air traffic regulations?Dozens of people will not die, and the Magic Gear will be sued until it goes bankrupt. After the big capital embezzles the technology of the flying broom, it is impossible for relevant regulations to be issued.

Sir Mandela asked cautiously: "Then what do you mean..."

"This time I tried the refining of the Minimized Sky Spring in the City of Academy," Angel took out the crystal ball, and recorded his experiment to Sir Mandela: "I think you can try to refine it in accordance with the requirements. According to the conditions of Shesser's commercial specifications, the construction of the magic base station will be carried out."

"..."

Sir Mandela looked at the image inside Angel's crystal ball devoutly, but he didn't understand anything.

Angel actually didn't expect him to understand.

So Heipao said in words that he found easy to understand: "That is to say, since due to various restrictions, it is temporarily impossible to sell a large number of game crystal balls, but we can open Internet cafes to meet the needs of the crowd!"

"This is not fair!"

"Obviously I came first!"

"Brother, you can't abandon me!"

After Mandela left early the next morning by taking the train to Chesser, Angor found a blood elf lying on the ground crying and making a fuss as if he had returned to his three-year-old age.

How about your dignity as the leader of the organization?

Why didn't I throw this guy into the abyss back then?

Sure enough, he is still too conscientious, right?

Angor's temples twitched because of the noise from Jiyue, and he felt better after taking a sip of the coffee sent by Enliss: "Didn't Mithril give you all the goods?"

"But that fake beard must have got something better!" Jiyue said, "otherwise, why would he want to leave?"

The guy is pretty smart about it.

Angor sighed, and handed a bag of seeds to Jiyue: "This is the 'good thing' he got."

"this is……"

Jiyue looked at the seed and hesitated for a moment, then recognized it: "Magic base station?"

"...how did you recognize it?"

"The traces of magic power are very similar," said the blood elf.

Angor sighed.

I really can't envy this talent, so what kind of God's chosen people!Let's cast an elf baby first and then talk about this, okay?

"Are you going to promote the base stations in Shesser? Obviously, the eastern border has not been fully covered yet." Thorn Moon said jealously.

Thorny Moon has actually wanted a magic power base station for a long time, but he felt that a town with thousands of people was not a good deal for Angel, so he didn't ask for it.

However, it was a bit sour to see a competitor (Jingyue thinks) receiving Angor's agency mission.

Angel said: "In this case, help me shop!"

"Hey? Is it okay?" Jiyue's eyes lit up.

He thought Angel just took out this bag of seeds to show him!

"These are special effects seeds for remote towns, and they haven't been developed yet, but before the network is established, you can use them to alleviate the problem of insufficient game crystals." Angel said.

He talked about the chain Internet cafe plan again.

Immediately, Jiyue happily left with the seeds of Sky Spring in her hands.

Angor finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Mithril pressed Angel's forehead with its front paws, and helped him wipe off the non-existent sweat: "Thank you."

"Since I feel that I have worked hard, don't be so anxious to take too many orders next time, you can earn money!"

"But if you make enough money, I'll be free meow."

"Freedom?" Angel looked at Mithril strangely.

"Meow meow meow."

Mithril pretended to be an innocent little black cat, and quickly slipped away.

Angel stood where he was, stared at the back of the black cat for a while, didn't ask any further questions, and only said to himself:

"The cargo problem has been temporarily alleviated, so the next step is to develop the train as soon as possible—"

"But why does this feel like a long-term battle!"

"No, no, no! I can't be so pessimistic, isn't it just tens of millions of experiments? This kind of thing that can be done with a little bit of luck, might come out soon!"

Thinking so, Angel went to get a bottle of lucky potion, which was pure, without water or bubbles.

He tilted his head and poured it down.

But the attribute of luck is completely random.

Not even a lucky potion.

——Someone can recharge tens of thousands of yuan without shipping with a [-]% chance. It can only be said that he has been locked by the goddess of dice.

So this bottle of lucky potion didn't have any effect on Angel's railroad experiment.

But Angor's luck seemed to be good.

The luck potion worked in other ways.

One week after the blood elves left, the No.80 rail experiment failed, and the singer received a letter from his wife saying that his son had a fever and could not leave for the time being. Under the extremely black-faced situation, the recruitment information that had been hanging up in the employment agency unexpectedly appeared. respond.

They sent an "alchemist" to Angel.