Chapter 221 71. Only Saint Tzeentch will not be trapped.
"Who are you sending it to?" Darkus muttered as he leaned on the fence and looked at Nasser who was constantly adjusting the equipment in the distance.
Although Lan Gugu always makes some specious conspiracies that look funny, humorous, and weak, he is also the god of fate, hope, knowledge, change, and magic. When watching from the outside, in many cases it seems that this is a god of fun, but when he is in the game, Darkus feels confused.
Because there were too many changes, Darkus couldn't analyze what Lan Gugu's purpose was. Is it just a change? Or are the changes mixed with conspiracy and deception? When the Drukhi society abandoned the traditional craftsmanship method, perfected the entire steel-making industrial system, and began to increase production capacity and prepare for war, Lan Gugu gave him a whole world-destroying explosion? Let all this come to nothing? Or have all the supporting personnel in the relevant industry chain turned into fools or eggs of chaos?
Are there changes, hope and destiny, and more fraud? So where is the crash point? There is nothing about the wind of magic in the key points given by Lan Gugu. You must know that the sorceresses of Druchi are not just for nothing. There are too many high-level sorceresses under Darkus now, and they are not interested in magic. He knows how to use Zhifeng too well, but he is weak in traditional machinery and equipment technology.
Either use some Stockholm methods to find dwarf slaves to solve the problem, or use Nasser, the dual god of Val and Tzeentch, to solve the problem. This belongs to the category of knowledge.
Or is this all just fun? Lan Gugu only wants change? In short, He cares about the process, not the results? But what about the process?
To use the example from the previous life, you used the power given by Tzeentch to design a huge conspiracy in the college entrance examination. In this conspiracy, everyone from the invigilator to the education bureau was designed. With this set of expenses Thanks to the conspiracy that you put a lot of effort into building, you got the answers to all the subjects, and even hired a writer to write the essay for you. Everything is under your control. This system works perfectly. You can't see any possibility of not getting a perfect score. However, the 2b pencil used to write the numbers on the answer sheet happened to be a shoddy product, which made it impossible to read the answer sheet when reading it, causing the entire plan to collapse.
Anyone who "believes" in Tzeentch essentially just wants to use him, and then be deceived by him, and enhance his strength, making him become more Tzeentch. If you simply desire wisdom, or hope to gain benefits through Tzeentch, you are usually just a normal person who is easy to be exploited by Tzeentch. Many believers of Tzeentch are like this, and eventually become a pawn on the chessboard.
When you begin to pursue pure deception, rather than the results of deception, you begin to enter the true realm of Tzeentch. The same is true for Slaanesh, which is one of the reasons why Darkos stays away from indulgence.
Normally Lezi people who are pure and cheat for the sake of deception would not believe Lan Gugu. To put it bluntly, Lezi people are the closest to Tzeentch. Lezi people usually only believe in themselves. People who don't like Lan Gugu won't believe in Him, but people who like Him but aren't Tzeentchian enough won't believe in Him either, and people who are Tzeentchi to a certain extent won't believe in Him either.
"It's no wonder that he is the least popular among the four Chaos Gods, isn't it! Maybe the low popularity is part of Tzeentch's plan?" Darkus felt that his thinking was a little confused.
As a half-hearted person who knows the script and doesn't want to die, Darkus is not smart enough to believe in Lan Gugu, but he can't help but Lan Gugu stares at him and likes him, which is very helpless. He found that he was not a qualified fun person in a sense, because his motivation for doing things was to get the result or fun he wanted, rather than just having fun for the sake of fun. This seemed to involve philosophy and logic. problem?
"It seems that Lan Gugu likes the ones that don't believe in him the most? Just like the toys in the store, once you get them, you won't like them so much, or even give them up?" Darkus muttered again, thinking about something he didn't understand. Magnus. Although he had shared the possible risks and let everyone bear them together, he was still a little scared, afraid that when he woke up, he would suddenly grow a head or turn into a thousand-eyed monster.
After thinking about this, Darkus became a little worried about Malekith who was studying the engine. After returning to Nagarond, Malekith had an extra head. The left head was cruel and cunning, and the right head was cunning and cruel. .
"Absolutely awesome!" When Darkus thought about this scene, he couldn't help but trembled all over. This was extremely Tzeentch.
"I have been longing for knowledge, and I am thirsty for knowledge. Don't be trapped by the Holy Blue Gugu! Don't ask, just ask, everything is within the plan!" Darkus shook his head helplessly and muttered, the chess must continue. Down.
As for Nasser, Darkus is not ready to make a move for the time being. Strictly speaking, he does not believe in Tzeentch. He always thought that he believed in Val, and he was just a pawn in the game between Darkus and Tzeentch.
Moreover, Darkus now needs a knowledgeable person to deal with the problems that the sorceresses cannot solve. After all, Lan Gugu is also the God of Knowledge. It is reasonable for a God of Knowledge to bring a wrench when he goes out.
When playing chess, although you can not follow the routine and even smash the chessboard, you cannot throw away useful and important chess pieces.
And as a gang with a heritage, Darkus also solved Nasser's troubles very thoughtfully. He arranged for Dorian to take Nasser to solve the enemy. Why did Dorian go? It was because of his This gang has a heritage. He solved Dorian's troubles. As a heritage, Dorian has to solve the troubles of the new "members" who join the gang. However, Nasser may not be able to help the next member of the gang solve their troubles.
What Darkus didn't know was that Tal Kanabui, a shipbuilding designer in the Kingdom of Ulsuanyitain, was troubled by a strange prophecy he got in his dream. He saw an indescribable passage in his dream. A scene of countless black sails and white sails covering the entire vast ocean until the end of the sea line. These warships were fighting non-stop, and the shadows of the gods were looming in the sky, confronting each other.
The naval architect shook his head and tried to focus on the drawings on the table. As a designer, his lifelong dream was to redesign an Asur warship that could rival the existence of dragon ships. But after trying various methods, there is still no solution. There is no wood in Ulthuan that can replace the starwood that has disappeared in the Draconian Forest of Amhara.
"Maybe I should seek some enlightenment?" Dreams kept disturbing the shipbuilding designer, making him unable to concentrate effectively. He decided to put down the tools in his hands and go to the temple dedicated to the pure girl Lilith. Maybe What can you get?
(Reverse deus ex machina actually does not count. It reasonably increases the naval strength of the high elf. After all, the high elf and the dark elf are among the best in the medieval sea. Well, there is nothing wrong with the medieval naval battle.) -
Converter Refining Steel has not been able to achieve good results in experiments. Darkus thought that the problem might have occurred in oxygen. The purity of oxygen was not enough to meet industrial oxygen standards.
After repeated tests, it turned out that the problem was with oxygen. Drusala and Colonia, who refused to admit defeat, kept urging the Aegir Wind to deliver oxygen to the converter during the refining process.
The refined molten iron turned into a steel plate after continuous casting. After repeated tests, the strength of the steel plate was much stronger than the previous black steel. It can be said that it is not of the same grade at all.
At this moment, what Darkus wanted was finally temporarily achieved.
After that, the steel and the blood of the sacrifice were fused and engraved with powerful spells, which might turn it into the best armor in the entire medieval world. In order to distinguish this newly refined steel from traditional black steel, Darkus directly named it "Keith Steel", which means steel that can only be used by the great, practical, and brave. (Male also means male.)
It was simply for the purpose of distinguishing it. It had no other meanings, and it did not involve the great Witch King Malekith. Originally, he was thinking of calling it black steel and dark steel, but these meanings in the Elvish language are all synonyms. . "Is it lined with a full layer of cotton or porcelain armor?" Darkus thought as he watched the test followers pounding with hammers. He felt that he might have to go to the Dark Land to find the Chaos Dwarves in the future. Friends learn from technology. Although everyone’s paths are different, they can still be used as a reference.
Darkus didn't pay attention to the greedy eyes of the attendants looking at the steel plate, but turned to ask Colonia about oxygen.
"I understand the gas you are talking about. This process and purification are the same as the kerosene you gave me a long time ago. They are all stuck on the equipment..." Colonia shook his head with a frustrated expression. She shook her head and said that she was going crazy with this craft for a while. When she woke up in the morning, she felt like her hair was falling out in fistfuls.
Darkus didn't have any good ideas. After all, he didn't believe in Tzeentch, and he didn't learn this in his previous life. As for the stuff Colonia came up with, it was even more specious and completely beyond his cognitive scope. What? He knew nothing about compression, cooling, separation, purification, storage and transportation.
"Otherwise?" Colonia said while looking at Nasser who was busy.
"No!" Darkus followed Colonia's gaze and almost frightened him. The pipe he just took out from his arms almost frightened him away. He shouted decisively in a low voice. , after saying that, he pulled Colonia aside, and then whispered, "You know he has a problem, don't play with fire! And you know the power of that gas explosion, and more importantly, you are my sister ! If you can’t get it out, you can’t get it out, but you can’t have any contact with that person. Once you come into contact with Him, no matter what you do, you will eventually become His plaything, which will harm you, me, and our entire family.” As he spoke, he pinched the index finger and thumb of his right hand together and touched his eyes.
Darkus breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Colonia nodding resolutely, then put the pipe in his mouth and signaled to Colonia.
"After a while, we will go to the south. There are demon priests there who are proficient in the wind of Aegir and the wind of Qianmen. They should have a solution." Darkus said after exhaling smoke.
Dark magic does not specifically refer to the wind of magic. Its source is the unpurified wind of magic, which is called "Dhar" (Dhar), with no wind behind it.
An inappropriate metaphor for the eight magical winds is painting. Each magical wind represents a painting style. For example, this is Chinese painting, that is oil painting, and sketch, etc., and then it can be extended on this basis. And differentiate, forming another bunch of strange and abstract factions, such as. . . , forget it.
Deha's dark spells are a typical representative. These painting styles are kneaded together to form an extremely abstract thing. Dark spells are not even considered one of the eight styles.
The sorceresses must be able to manipulate the eight winds of magic. If not, they will not be able to control the dark system, but knowing it does not mean mastery and in-depth research, which are completely different things.
As far as Darkus knows, shadow, death, fire and beasts are special skills in Druchi society, but no sorceress is good at the life, metal, and heaven systems, let alone the light system. Maybe there were male magicians five thousand years ago, but was it the result? You know. Due to various reasons, these four lines were gradually lost in Drukhi society.
"Slann Demon Priest?" Colonia asked curiously. She knew that her strange brother had been planning something, and he seemed to be playing a big game of chess. But her brother rarely disclosed the specific content. She only knew that she kept shouting: Go to the south, go to the south. But she didn't know what way or method it was, and it wasn't until now that she keenly caught the word magic priest from her brother's mouth. Although she had never seen Slan, she knew about this kind of people living in the south from various materials. Strange existence in the jungle.
"Yes, my dear sister, there are only a few mages in the world who are best at the style of Qianmen, but I happen to know one of them, and he is also proficient in the style of Ji Lun, Bainie, you know, that's the one A retired Black Guard Tower Master, when he waved his big hand, Bainie's hand grew back. I inferred that it should be a calamity-level spell, but the entire city benefited from it at that time." Darkwu Si nodded and said, there is nothing to hide, he still has to show Colonia the curse, he said while holding a pipe in his mouth and imitating it with his hands raised at a 45° angle.
As for the magical being that Darkos talks about, there is no one else but Adoshi Tehega, the somewhat introverted and taciturn second-generation Slann Demon Priest Lord.
In Darkus' opinion, this is the only top-level metal mage he can currently rely on. Nagash should be able to do it, but he has no connection with Nagash. Maybe he will have to do it again in the future. . The priests from the Chaos Dwarves seemed to know it too, but then it seemed like nothing happened. He didn't know much about Asul's cousins. Maybe Belannar knew it? As for Tigris? He had to be born 170 years later, and the metal-faced one from the Empire was even more immature, considering it was only the beginning of the year 2000.
Colonia did not show any surprise, but looked at the curse under the sleeves with a heavy expression, as if his eyes could see through it.
"Don't worry, it will be solved. My suggestion is that you'd better study in depth a magical wind that the sorceress is currently not good at. I want to complete the other three systems in addition to the light system. The magic of the Nagor The academy is still short of tutors."
"Guilon's style! In this case, I will learn Guilun's style." When Colonia said that, he shook the cursed arm towards Darkus.
As the saying goes, if the east is not bright, the west is bright. The converter steelmaking that Darkus had high hopes for did not achieve the expected results, but the sorceresses succeeded in the open-hearth steelmaking, but that was all.
A large flat-bottomed circular furnace made of refractory bricks was displayed in front of Darkus. The bottom of the open-hearth furnace was used as a brazier for fuel. The furnace materials were placed on it, namely iron ore, coal and limestone. The role of limestone was Used to absorb impurities in the furnace. Fuels such as wood and coal are burned in the brazier at the bottom of the furnace. The molten ore will gradually decrease as the bottom of the furnace is heated. The molten metal collects at the bottom of the furnace and is discharged through the outlet.
The fuel did not use magma, or seek the help of the fire god Ardaeus. For Darkus, who was born in Krakarond, these words usually represent unreliability.
Darkus always felt that something was wrong. The thing that came out seemed not to be steel, but to be pig iron. After testing, it turned out that the pig iron contained a large amount of carbon and impurities and needed to be further processed through the steelmaking process. Moreover, the process is relatively slow, requires a lot of slave operations and coal fuel, and lacks a critical heat storage room.
The sorceresses who did not believe in evil used magic to control it again. They guided the wind of Aksha in, and quickly increased the temperature in the open-hearth furnace in a short period of time, shortened the steelmaking cycle, and improved production efficiency. Secondly, the reactions in the open-hearth furnace can be precisely controlled, avoiding problems such as excessive oxidation and excessive reduction, resulting in purer and more uniform steel products.
Darkus nodded in affirmation. In his opinion, this was an excellent sign. Although he had not yet obtained the results he wanted, it meant that his industrial stereotype theory was feasible. As long as he can get the changes he wants after some time of precipitation, Keith Steel can achieve real mass production.
Darkus’ slogan is: From the Black Dragon to the Dread Spearman, from the Dinosaur to the Skink, all in one!
(End of chapter)