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0163 Wind Forging Machine

Not all adventurers in the North are rich. There are also many who are not very good, live in a very poor life, and are in poverty. These people usually can only sneak around, run lawless, become bandits and thieves, or block the way.

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When Harmony Village opened its doors to foreigners, the population suddenly increased, making it impossible to screen outsiders one by one. The village quickly became smoky and chaotic. Zhou Qingfeng was forced to maintain the power of the law, but encountered strong resistance when maintaining order.

Later, the task of maintaining law and order in the village was left to Kelly. The halfling girl was very capable, carrying a whip and beating people everywhere. But forcibly suppressing people could not solve the problem. Inisha decided to follow Zhou Qingfeng's idea and recruit some adventurers.

For own use.

Only by solving the employment problem can society be stable. This is a summary of the experience of decades of development of tǔ gòng. If you don’t learn, you will learn nothing.

Powell, who was wearing gray armor, pointed to the recruitment notice on the notice board and whispered: "Isn't it written above that the village needs blacksmiths, carpenters, and masons?"

Fabbro was shocked, "Mr. Powell, are you going to do untouchable work?"

Powell didn't take it seriously, but the man named Robin on the other side responded, "I can work as a blacksmith. I should be able to get in touch with more people in this village and understand what they want to do?"

Powell nodded and smiled, then pointed to the next column of the recruitment notice, "Here we are also recruiting people to clear the woods around the village and hunt down goblins and jackals near the road. Logging, mining, and even shoemakers and tinkers.

There are jobs.”

Fabbro immediately shook his head, "I'm sorry, I've been here before, Victor Hugo probably knows my identity. I also have a lot of work over there in Stucco Village. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay with you two in this village for a long time.

Stay."

Powell and Robin both nodded, not taking it seriously. They watched Fabbro leave, looked at each other with a wry smile, and went to apply for their respective positions. There was a recruitment office in the tavern behind them, which was responsible for the allocation of human resources.

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The recruitment office is in the corner of the tavern. There is a big cover hanging on a table. There are two conspicuous letters 'hr' painted on the cover. The old profiteer Rubio is sitting listlessly behind the table, watching the adventurers in the tavern drinking and bragging.

, so bored that I yawned.

Robin was the stronger one, so he stepped forward first and asked, "I heard that you are recruiting blacksmiths here?"

"Yes." The old profiteer's eyes were sinister, but he deliberately looked like he was awake. He looked at the person in front of him and said, "We implement piece-rate wages and provide different benefits based on work ability."

Robin didn't pay much attention to the treatment, and just nodded and expressed that he wanted to get a job as a blacksmith. The old profiteer took out an identification tag, wrote his name and position on it and handed it over, and specifically told the other person, "Don't lose the identification tag."

Otherwise you will be punished.'

Recruitment was so simple, but Robin didn't take the old profiteer's reminder seriously. In his opinion, the old guy with a rat beard and a hideous face in front of him might be a small foreman, or a relative of a certain leader in the village.

Sent to guard this mess.

According to common knowledge, there are not a few such dim-witted untouchables. Most of them are idiots, living a mediocre life in a hazy way. They can be found in every corner of every village and city.

Taking the identity card, Robin nodded slightly to Powell behind him, and went to work at the forge in the village. He knew very well that an excellent blacksmith was highly valued in any place, and as long as he showed a few skills, he should be able to be favored.

Pay attention to.

If the woman named Inisha was in this village, Robin believed that he would be able to find her in a few days. When he came to the forging ground, he was full of confidence. But when he arrived...

The mouth of the iron melting furnace is radiant with fire, and the gushing air circulates in the heat storage room. It is still full of heat when it rushes out of the chimney. A ceramic pipe leads to the water flow, which not only cools the temperature of the chimney, but also provides hot water to the villagers in the village.

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The design and scale of this iron melting furnace alone stopped Robin in his tracks. He looked up at the chimney, which was seven or eight meters high. After a brief assessment, he felt that this place was not like a remote and ordinary village at all.

"Hey..., new guy." A rough-looking dwarf came out of the forge, beckoned and shouted: "Come here, come here, I'll arrange a job for you."

Walk through the iron melting furnace and enter the forging field. The molten iron comes out of the furnace mouth and is introduced into the mold crucibles one by one to become bar iron, which will soon enter the next step of the forging process.

According to Robin's expectation, it would be great to have one or two blacksmiths and a dozen apprentices in this poor village. But this village hidden deep in the dark forest actually has a forge where hundreds of people work.

The Black Forest provides abundant and cheap fuel, and Ironforge Village also has an endless supply of ore, providing convenient conditions for forging production.

"Give me an anvil and a forging hammer, and I can make anything you want." Robin looked at several blacksmith apprentices who were forging with hammers, and said confidently: "I am a very good blacksmith.

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The dwarf at the forging ground squeezed Robin's arm and nodded in approval. But he shook his head and said: "You don't need to do what an apprentice does. Our forging here is also different from other places, and it doesn't require too much exquisite skills.

, but it does require some patience.”

"Patience?" Robin smiled again: "My patience is also very good."

However, the dwarf still shook his head and continued to lead Robin towards the forging yard. He soon saw a huge forging machine at work. The forging hammer was constantly moving up and down, hitting the bar iron placed on the anvil.

The size of this forging machine was beyond Robin's imagination. What shocked him even more was that the forging machine did not rely on human or animal power. The moving forging hammer seemed to be moving on its own, and the power of the forging was quite strong. Every impact made a loud sound.

The deafening sound made the chest and lungs tremble.

"This is..." Robin's mind was buzzing, but he didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment. He had been a blacksmith for many years before becoming famous, and he did have exquisite forging skills. But he had never

I've seen this stuff before.

"When did you dwarves create something so horrific?"

The dwarf shook his head, "No, we didn't make it. Every blacksmith who comes here will be scared by this thing, and we dwarves are no exception. This is a wind-powered forging machine, driven by the never-ending cold wind in the black forest.

Forging hammer. This thing is very powerful!"

It is indeed very powerful. The forging hammer is at least 50 kilograms. It can be pulled up to a height of one meter and dropped. The strength is far beyond that of a normal human being. Even if Robin exerts the "power of a bull", he will not be able to strike with such strong strength. I am afraid he will need a giant in the sky.

To be comparable to it.

"Whose idea was this?"

"It was the idea of ​​the local lord, our chairman, Lord Victor Hugo. He hired a group of human blacksmiths from the Ironforge Village in the Black Forest at a high price and built this thing after the windmills in the Elf Forge.

The forged bar iron will be of excellent quality and then handed over to the apprentices in the forge for further forging to produce high-quality tools and weapons."

"The lord here actually knows how to forge?"

"I guess so."

The dwarf led Robin to the inside of the forge, where he could see a ten-meter-high windmill rotating on the roof. The windmill was not large, but the advantage was that the power was even and almost never stopped.

According to the dwarves, there is only one forging machine installed in the forge. The machine is still very rough, and problems arise from time to time and need to be repaired and adjusted. In order to make this thing work properly, more than a dozen human and dwarf craftsmen have to guard it day and night.

Lots of patience.

Because no one has used this thing in the past, and everyone has no experience. The chairman is even more hands-off. He only wants to build reliable windmills and wind forging machines, and he will give bonuses to make everyone happy.

"Although this forging machine is very powerful, it breaks easily because of its high power. It must be stopped for maintenance every one or two hours of operation, otherwise it will fall apart on its own."

The dwarf kept complaining, but his tone was full of pride. Because as long as the forging machine works for one hour, its forging capacity exceeds that of a hundred skilled blacksmiths. The tough iron material is as soft as dough in front of it, saving a lot of time.

Less effort.

Most of the more than one hundred apprentices in the forge are not considered blacksmiths. They are responsible for further forging, modifying and other fine processing of the iron materials processed by the forging machine. The production efficiency is very high.

As the saying goes, 'Strength can produce miracles', the forging hammer of the air-powered forging machine can easily solve many problems such as loose porous iron, deformation and oxidation, etc. This is a problem that even the most skilled blacksmith cannot solve.

Robin casually picked up a semi-finished forged steel knife. With a flick of the knife, he could feel that the knife body was fine and fine in texture. Even in several southern cities with developed forging industries, this was still top quality.

In just that moment, Robin changed his mind - I want to master the secret of this forging machine, and I cannot let the evil Victor Hugo block this incredible technology. I must steal it.

This thing is sure to make a lot of money.


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