It was already a week later when the residents who had lost their homes worked together to clear out the corpses and valuable items from the ruins. When they were transporting away the hills of bears and deer, Edith was still worried about their
Death has been sad for a long time. According to her, these monsters were good neighbors before they were controlled, smart and gentle, but they ended up like this. It made her very sad.
The scene was too chaotic, and there was no grassroots organization. Tens of thousands of scattered residents who had lost their homes were walking around the ruins as if they were sleepwalking, trying to find something useful. When they were tired, they would just leave wherever they were.
Lying there, like headless flies scurrying around a rotting animal.
Chaos, disorder, and inefficiency. Polu racked his brains to recall the management methods he had heard and seen before, and told little Irene. At least these laborers should not be left idle and full. The first thing is to arrange them.
Build toilets! If tens of thousands of people are allowed to defecate in the wild, Hongshan will soon turn into a shit city! Why bother building toilets!
A batch of thin iron sheets was urgently forged in the workshop. Fortunately, there were blacksmiths everywhere. Everyone worked together and quickly made the numbers. Each number section has a corresponding roster, with the name, number, and craftsmanship filled in.
Good for arranging food, accommodation and work.
Eileen has been very busy these days. She selected some prestigious and familiar people in the local area to ensure that one person out of 100 can fill in the daily management records. Although Polu is not interested in this kind of tool-man-style management.
He felt unhappy in this way, but he had to admit that the current chaotic and disorderly situation required extreme order to sort it out.
As a show, Polu put up a row of large characters on the road leading from the slum area to the city: "Work to rebuild a new life."
Each section built a shack for itself using discarded materials in a designated area outside the town entrance, dug a pit, and set up a toilet. Although it was packed like a stable, with almost only one bunk for each person, there was a roof at least.
There are walls. Joyce's infantrymen, heavily armed, patrol the shack area day and night.
The slum area completely said goodbye to bread and began to serve steamed buns because the bread that needed to be baked was simply unavailable. The steamed buns could be steamed quickly and plentifully with a boiler. This boiler was originally used for steam engines and also provided drinking water.
People are strictly prohibited from drinking raw water and must boil it before drinking.
The managers appointed by Irene half-understood the complex rules and conveyed them to the residents who didn't understand them at all. The effect was all based on repetition. In a word, if anyone violates the rules and is discovered by the guards, he will be beaten with a stick at the door.
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In the past few days, the cemetery next to the Red Mountain was suddenly overcrowded. Those with relatives were also sent to give a ride. Without relatives and no reason, the unclaimed land had to be Bolu who came forward and organized a collective funeral to bury them in peace. More people were missing.
Population, no one even had the heart to talk about their ending. After the statistics, it was found that Hongshan had lost at least more than 3,000 people, at least half of whom were grinders working in remote workshops. Where they were located was
Of the first batch of people attacked, very few survived.
As for the corpses of the insect beasts, a group of hundreds of people dug a large pit on the bank of the lower reaches of the river. Bolu installed a set of magic circles that were the same as the furnace. The corpses of the invading insect beasts were randomly thrown into it.
, even under the burning of the magic flame, thick black smoke has been rising for a week.
What's worse is that if this terrible ruins is removed by manpower, there will be nothing else to do this year, just shovel the ground and move bricks here. Polu could not accept this result. After spending a day discussing it with Landau,
The two worked in the small square from morning to night, spending several days building a wonder on earth.
"Tell them all to stay away!"
Polu waved to Leonardo.
Joyce led his soldiers to keep the onlookers at a distance. Polu looked at the crowds in three circles inside and outside, including knights on vacation, residents who had put down their work, and people standing around.
In the front row were the confident Mr. Landau, the worried-looking Leah and Edith, and his apprentice assistants. The expressionless Irene and Mr. Sweeto were whispering something.
Irene whispered to Mr. Sweeto: "Sir, is Polu crazy again? I haven't watched him for just two days, and he built such a big thing again. What is this thing for?"
"Landau gave him a guarantee, so I still have to give him this face. Since he said this thing is called a towing machine, and the transportation efficiency is very high when clearing the ruins, let's just watch it first."
Mr. To held up his hat.
Polu, who was sitting in the cab that looked very crudely made, took a deep breath, touched the death-free amulet on his chest and the armored bathtub composed of several layers of stacked steel plates around it, gritted his teeth, and pulled down the power supply to the boiler.
Functional handle. Although many steam overpressure relief experiments have been conducted and the reliability of the pressure relief valve has been proven, the crude shape of this machine really does not give Bolu a sufficient sense of security.
Standing on the integrally welded cab and looking forward, you can see a huge boiler with a diameter of one meter and a length of two meters, surrounded by steel plates and built with refractory bricks on the inside. A piece of polyethylene of the same style as the furnace is installed on the front end of the boiler.
Energy plate, this specially customized energy-gathering plate is engraved on the circular bottom plate and completely embedded in the front of the car. From both sides of it, through the pipes divided into three, magic power is continuously pumped into the furnace.
The three pairs of water-cooled control panels placed inside received the magic power, and the magic flames suddenly rose. On the frame of the welded steel beam, copper pipes led from the water-cooled control panels pumped the hot water on the control boards and were installed on both sides of the boiler.
On the radiator, because the vehicle speed must be very low, Bolu also installed a set of fans driven by steam to enhance heat dissipation.
Although it uses magic power and does not emit black smoke, the steam when the piston moves in the reverse direction still needs to be released, so there is still a chimney on the boiler. Polu has a little selfishness here, and he uses pipes to remove the discarded
The steam was introduced to the rear roof of the cab, and a gill-style air outlet was made. Although the steam would cause the cab to be very hot, for the sake of style, Polu decided to risk it. All operating mechanisms are connected by connecting rods.
Connected to Boru's hand, when operating it, Boru feels as if he is pulling a barbell in the gym. Although other parts are so hard-core that they shine, but the steam engine does not emit black smoke, it always feels wrong.
On both sides of the cab are wheels made of huge hollow steel plates that are two meters high. A connecting rod extends from the cylinder to push a flywheel the size of a bathtub, while another set of gears connects the power shaft and the wheel axle. The brakes
It was a huge friction plate controlled by a lever. When he pedaled it, Bolu felt that he had exerted enough force to lift the coffin.
"This is too boring, is it a tractor gym? After driving like this for a few days, I'm afraid I can drive into Stallone's body shape. The key is that I'm too tired. I need to remember hydraulic pressure later." Polu sighed in his heart.
After waiting for a long time, Polu almost took off his shoes and picked his feet. The pressure gauge, which was composed of a spring and a steel column and was constantly spraying steam, finally reached the expected value scale. He pulled the pull rod and released the air valve.
The expanding steam in the two-way cylinder pushed the piston, and the connecting rod drove the flywheel to idle. He manipulated the clutch and shifted the transmission, which could only swing left and right, into a low gear.
The car body shook. As the pull rod moved, more high-pressure steam poured into the cylinder, and the tractor began to move slowly. Polu proudly pulled a rope above his head and made a sharp whistle.
The crowd around them burst into loud murmurs, but they still looked at Polu and his tractor with suspicion, because behind his body, there were more than a dozen minecart-turned-trailers tied with chains. There were piles of trailers on top.
There are all kinds of broken bricks and tiles that have been cleared from the ruins.
"Do you think this little steward can drag this garbage to the river?" Smith asked Geora in the crowd.
Geola touched his chin: "Well, even if it can't pull so many cars, it's definitely better than a horse-drawn carriage. Everyone has seen the power of the steaming machine in the factory. But it can pull so many things.
If it can’t be done, I can’t tell you.”
As the car body moves forward, the chains tighten one by one, and the heavy trailers move one after another. With each additional trailer, there will be a burst of cheers from the crowd. Halfway through the trailer, it is full of excitement.
The powerful performance successfully infected the workers, and the crowd began to become restless. They shouted: "Work harder!" More steam poured into the cylinder, the machine made a low roar, and the huge white
Smoke spurted out from the chimney on the top of the cab, and the steam followed a beautiful rhythm, dragging for a long time and slowly spreading in the air, as heavy and powerful as the breath of a giant beast.
Those present are not those who have never seen large-scale alchemy machines. They are mysterious, beautiful, and operate smoothly. But no alchemy machine has shown such a sense of power before. This kind of simplicity and roughness seems to be within reach.
, as long as it is produced, it is a powerful force that ordinary people can control!
As the last trailer moved, Geola and the workers jumped up with excitement, their hands turned red and their faces turned as if they were drunk!
"The young manager is awesome! I knew he could do it!"
"Nonsense! You just said clearly that you can only drag half of it and that's great!"
"Can we operate this thing?"
"It should be possible. You see, the young manager just pulled a few poles and didn't cast any spells at all. All the things the young manager made before were just like pulling the poles. As long as we learn how to do it, we should be able to do it.
It works!”
Leonardo, who was mixed in the crowd, listened to the comments around him, touched his nose, and said to Beckland next to him: "This thing is really strong. If our knights pull it, it will be enough for a cart."
Just one. Originally, I wanted them to pull the cart as a training exercise."
"Let the extraordinary knight pull the transport truck, I'm sorry you thought of it. But I also think it is a good way."
"Sure, then you take someone to find Bolu and ask him to arrange work for you."
"??Let me take the blame again?"
Polu drove the heavy trailer toward the river. All the wheels had been modified with wide steel plates, and stripes with different functions were welded on them. There was no need to worry about sinking. The headache was actually another problem: noise.
The reciprocating mechanical structure without bearings and poorly lubricated operates with a noise that is so hard that it is scary. Boru has plugged his ears with cloth, but the sound will still be transmitted to the brain through vibration. The grease used now comes from the kitchen of the manor.
For this reason, the cook also made a bloody and tearful accusation against Irene.
Polu has already tried his best to ask around the corner. As expected, there are no oil resources in this world, not even coal. It is as if the energy stored in oil and coal in this world has been released into magic. The three-legged cat's chemical engineering knowledge is not needed.
It won't be used, but the internal combustion engine is probably dead, and how to solve the problem of lubrication? You can't rely on soybeans to extract oil, right?
Poru was bored while driving at low speed on the open plain, so he had no choice but to think wildly in his mind to keep his mind calm. His eyes wandered around until he saw a weld in the cab.
When welding the boiler, Landau felt that Polu's method of joining steel plates by hand was too inefficient. He had to rest for half a day after welding a seam, so he simply developed a tool for welding steel plates. The principle is similar to that of blowing up the mage tower.
The searing ray lamp has the same purpose, but the same problem is that it is a giant energy source. A piece of crystal burns out after working for a while. It looks like a large portable flashlight. When using it, aim at the weld, press the switch, and push it straight.
In the past, two steel plates would be melted together. The current welding capabilities are quite adequate. The main problem is energy.
If the size of the energy-gathering array is to be integrated into this small welding lantern, the power is insufficient. Normal people cannot lift a large-scale energy-gathering array to work. If the wire tube is led from above, it will be hard to
The high-quality crystal steel casing line cannot be bent or deformed. Therefore, either the crystal standardization and charging must be completed, or the soft link for energy transmission must be established.
"No matter which one it is, just hearing the name is enough to serve as a staged project."
Polu sighed deeply, feeling that his future was dark, and he couldn't help but worry about his liver. Suddenly, he felt something in his peripheral vision. He looked to both sides, and as he drove slowly
The tractor, Goola and Smith and a group of workers were walking and running on both sides. When they saw Bolu turning around, they threw their hats in their hands at Bolu, cheered and ran, with joy on their faces.
You can really feel it through the drifting steam.
"This is the steel plate we made! Isn't the flywheel we cast great!"
"That connecting rod was forged by us! Is it strong?"
"Okay! I know you guys are awesome! We were assigned to be minecarts, so why don't we have a schedule?"
Listening to the workers' shouts of joy like children, Polu showed an uncontrollable smile and sounded the whistle on the roof of the car. He led the people around him and drove forward along with the rolling steam!