Whether it is for the papermaking workshop or for the Yongye Group Army's just-started education career.
As long as the first piece of paper is made, no matter whether it is good or bad, it proves that their process is no problem. The rest is to adjust the process, test various raw materials, compare the advantages and disadvantages of the produced paper, and choose the best one.
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Improvement is naturally much simpler than creation.
The best proof is the sewing machine used to make Tang's nail nails. In the first few batches, each machine required two or three people to operate. In just two years, the technology has been updated five times, and one person can easily operate it.
Not to mention, the output is only much higher than that of the entry-level model.
New models are currently being improved, but the direction of improvement is no longer to develop lightweight, personalized operations, but towards complex, large-scale development. We are preparing to incorporate waterwheels into them to reduce manpower and increase output.
Two years ago, anyone who had shouted such a slogan would have been spit on by others, because reducing manpower and increasing production are inherently contradictory. More people are more powerful, and the number of people is the most basic guarantee of production.
Nowadays, the large-scale use of windmills and water mills has shown them with empirical evidence that it is not impossible, but they were too ignorant before.
The various R&D departments of the Yongye Group Army are highly confidential to the outside world, and are divided into three, six, and nine levels internally for information sharing. The higher the confidentiality level, the more information is shared, such as the black powder R&D department and the medical research base.
Arsenal, etc., the confidentiality level of paper mills is currently at the highest level.
This is done to avoid duplication of work and research. Over there, a more labor-saving and trouble-free method has been developed, and it is the worst thing to still use the old method here, or try to research new methods.
Although those research units with low confidentiality levels cannot share the core information of high-level and high-density units, some common technologies will still be compiled and shared with them.
"That's good, that's good, there's still time, there's still time." Lan Xili also knew that this kind of thing couldn't be rushed, so she turned the topic to what Sean was most concerned about, "After receiving your letter,
I looked through all the relevant literature and classics again, and found not much useful information. The most useful one should be this one, The Encyclopedia of World of Warcraft in Ashan Continent. I have always read it as a fantasy novel. After reading your
Xin, I feel that the situation you mentioned is similar to what is described above in several ways, you can see for yourself."
"The Encyclopedia of World of Warcraft in Ashan Continent?" Sean snatched the book from Lan Xili's hand.
The distressed Lan Xili screamed, "Be gentle, be gentle, be gentle. Even if this is not a unique copy, it is almost the same. This is the only copy I have seen in so many years. If it is damaged, you will not have to read it."
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you in the slightest." Sean responded without raising his head. He couldn't wait to start flipping through it. After all, he had consulted so many historical materials on the Ancient Andis Empire, and this was the first time something related appeared.
What Lan Xili gave was not so much a book as it was a few pages of paper. It should have been tanned with some kind of animal skin, at least not the cowhide or sheepskin that Sean was familiar with. The workmanship was exquisite and the thickness was even. Even if it was already
It has been used for hundreds of years and is very textured and feels very comfortable to the touch.
However, it is not complete. It seems to be a part torn from a certain literature and classics. Even these few pictures are incomplete and have been bitten by insects and rats. Many key parts of the writing have been bitten off, but they have been carefully pasted.
, repair, repair.
This is naturally the work of Lan Xili. He is not only an archaeologist and linguist of the ancient Andis Empire, but also an expert in restoring ancient books.
"This is..." Before Sean had time to read the content above, he was attracted by the abnormal situation displayed on those pieces of animal skin paper.
The animal skin paper that was ordinary in Lan Xili's hands actually began to show a strange shimmer in his hands. At first, he thought it was an illusion. In the end, the light became more and more powerful. What surprised Sean even more was that
, the power of his own magic surges like a tide, flowing uncontrollably into the unknown animal skin paper in his hand.
At this moment, Sean felt that what he was holding in his hands was not a few pieces of animal skin paper, but a miniature black hole, a black hole that absorbed the power of the spell, and seemed to suck his brain and consciousness together.
"Barton, watch Baozi and don't mess around."
Everything happened so fast, Sean only had time to finish this sentence before his eyes went dark and he fell straight to the ground.
At first, everyone didn't understand why Sean said such a sentence out of nowhere, until he collapsed.
Baozi, who had been standing silently behind Sean, used his big hand to support Sean. At the same time, he roared like a wounded beast and stared at Lan Xili with a pair of fierce eyes.
Fortunately, Barton, who had received Sean's final instructions, had already let out a series of barks and blocked Lan Xili. Otherwise, it would not have been as simple as glaring, and Lan Xili would have been torn apart by the champion knight's hands.
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"How could this happen? How could this happen? How could this happen?" Lan Xili was also dumbfounded. This situation was completely beyond his understanding.
These torn animal skins had been in his hands for more than a day or two. He had read through them no less than ten times or eight times. There had never been any accidents. How could something like this happen in Sean's hands?
What made Lan Xili even more unbelievable was that the pieces of animal skin paper in Sean's hand had undergone incredible changes. All the traces of his pasting on them disappeared and became a complete whole.
Lan Xili thought that her eyes were dim and she had seen the wrong thing, so she rubbed her eyes one after another. Yes, all the traces of acquired processing had disappeared. Now what Xiao En was holding were several complete pieces of animal skin paper, which were still brand new.
, exudes a weak light, giving people a feeling of coming back to life and rejuvenating.
Heck, a few pieces of animal skin paper actually give people the illusion of being alive, which is really as weird as it gets.
Lan Xili wanted to get closer to watch, but Baozi let out an angry groan.
Lan Xili could only stop, rubbed her hands in embarrassment and said, "I just wanted to check on Teacher Sean to see if his life is in danger."
But this was obviously useless for Baozi. He was holding the unconscious Sean in one hand and holding the sword in the other, as if he would kill anyone who dared to come close.
Even if Lan Xili turns around and lets Patton, the lead dog, be the lobbyist, it won't work.
Fortunately, Sean was simply drained of his magic power, passed out, and entered a deep sleep state of self-protection. He woke up after only four or five hours.
When Baozi heard that he was in a coma, Sean fell into a long silence as a result of Baozi's reaction.
He actually ignored this fatal flaw in Baozi's body. If it weren't for the fact that his magical power had been drained out and there were other internal and external injuries, wouldn't it have been Baozi's hostile situation that he couldn't distinguish between friend and foe, which delayed his medical treatment?
At that time, it was not just a sore back, but a life-threatening injury, which would be an unjust death.
However, the skills of the opponent's champion knights made Sean reluctant to give up. The Yongye Army does have several champion knights now, but there is really no one more suitable than Baozi to be assigned to serve as Sean's personal bodyguards.
Whether it is Aqil or Andis Tiger Tagore, even if they are willing to serve as Sean's personal bodyguards, Sean would not dare to use them. After all, there are problems with both sides' backgrounds, and loyalty cannot be guaranteed.
Skullcrusher Mikey, who seems to have nothing to do, also has his own work. He must attend at least one week of military training per month in person, and there are also some military meetings that require him to sit in. After all, he is the first deputy of the military.
General.
To a certain extent, Baozi obeys the command of the head dog Button.
But no matter how smart Barton is, he is just a dog. He can only carry out relatively simple commands. His dog brain cannot understand complex interpersonal relationships. The most important thing is that he cannot speak and cannot express himself.
, Secondly, its strength is low and it may be specifically targeted.
After much deliberation, the only way is to equip another guard so that he can also gain Baozi's trust. Even if it is not complete trust, at least he can convince Baozi at critical moments.
Of course, this is just a double insurance policy.
Even if Baozi, the champion knight, is at his side, Sean usually avoids as far as he can when it comes to taking the initiative to kill himself. Not to mention being knocked unconscious, Sean rarely suffers even ordinary injuries.
After all, in an era without antitoxins, tetanus was also very fatal.
Today's situation was a complete accident. He still hasn't fully understood the situation. His mind is confused and many things have completely shattered his understanding of the world.
For example, brand new ones like freshly baked animal skin paper.
Damn it.
When he just took it over, it was obviously full of patches.
Is there something wrong with my memory?
Judging from the look on Lan Xili's face as she turned the animal skin paper over and over, it was not that there was something wrong with Sean's memory, but that everything really happened.
But this really goes against the laws of physics that Sean knows.
How can items be repaired for no reason?
Is it because of the inflow of my own magic power?
Even if this is the reason, what principle does it follow?
The power of magic is an intangible and qualityless existence. How can it repair something substantial?
Where do the substances in the repair process come from?
Is it transformed by the power of magic? Or is it transformed by the animal skin paper itself?
This series of questions kept rolling around in Sean's mind, and he couldn't figure out a clue or reason to convince himself.
In fact, Sean's path to magic is much more difficult than that of ordinary warlocks in this world, because the knowledge he learned in his previous life was too systematic and solid, and he had a preconceived notion. After being exposed to something new,
, always want to translate it into the knowledge from my previous life to explain.
The ones that can be explained are easy to explain, but what about the ones that can’t be explained?
The power of magic exists like this. The assumptions put forward at the beginning were barely tenable. However, as the power of magic becomes more and more powerful, the original assumptions are a bit untenable. Sean must find a new set of
Explain the theory, regardless of whether it is about the nature of magic in this world, because it is not used to teach others, but to convince yourself that you can continue on the path of magic power.
If it were an ordinary warlock in this world, magic power is magic power, used to cast spells. What is there to worry about? As for the essence and principle of magic power? This has nothing to do with having magic power and casting magic.
Does law matter?
Sean has never thought about shattering his worldview and reshaping it. It is easier said than done, because the knowledge is in his mind and there is no way to block it, even if he has the power of magic.
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This power does develop the brain to some extent, but it is still a long way from controlling the brain. Even the control-level warlock Darnell and Sean have not heard that the other party has such abilities.
This can only be achieved if Sean loses his memory.
But in addition to the power of magic, in other aspects, Sean's memory of his past life is the most valuable asset.
In addition to the old-fashioned problem of the source of magic power and the mysterious recovery of unknown animal skin paper, another thing that makes Sean's mind a little confused is.
While in coma, he had a dream, a dream that he still can't tell whether it was a dream or not.
Because everything is too real and vivid, as if everything has been experienced personally, that feeling of flapping wings and flying, that hearty feeling of flying through the air, that kind of impulse to look up to the sky and roar...
He can remember it clearly now. This is definitely not a normal dream.
In that dream that was not a dream, Sean transformed into another creature. Sean couldn't remember the specific appearance. To be more precise, from beginning to end, that body didn't look at him.
The situation at that time was a bit like a cutscene in a computer game. All programs were predetermined and the player had no way to perform any operations (except skipping). It was just that Sean was not a dream. This level was higher, and his consciousness was present in person.
Having said that, Sean's consciousness at that time, just like this dream that was not a dream, was difficult to tell whether he was awake or not. He was completely passive and did not consider these issues at all.
But one thing is certain, the opponent is definitely not a human, because the opponent is flying in the high altitude, using wings. Although I haven't seen it, I can be sure that it is a pair of huge wings. Are they feather wings or flesh wings?
Sean couldn't tell the difference.
However, it felt very strange at the time. The way he used force when flapping his wings made him feel very awkward, so much so that he now feels itching on both shoulder blades, as if there was something invisible there.
What he saw and heard in the dream also reminded Sean of the mythology of the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Not only were the trees towering into the clouds, but the beasts were also much larger than normal. The most heinous thing was that the tiger inside breathed fire and the mountain wolf could control it.
The wind, the giant python that can control the fog, the giant bear that can control earth, stone and armor, the golden eagle that catches the python and fights the tiger...
If that's all, it's better to let Sean lose his mind. After all, he has been influenced by modern movies, games and novels. What kind of imaginary situations have never been seen before. A tiger that can spit fire and a mountain wolf that can control wind are really nothing new.
, it’s just a Warcraft concept at best.
What really made Sean lose his mind was the state of the earth he saw from the air.
The mountains are undulating and the rivers are rushing.
It is the Andes Mountains, and it is the Andes Mountains before the Jacobs River stopped flowing.
Sean will never admit his mistake. Except for the fact that the Jacob River has not stopped flowing, the Andes Mountains as a whole have not changed much from what they are now. The most important thing is that the landmark Mountain Bee Sansette Peak is like a giant sword.
Wherever the sword pokes, it will be as conspicuous as you want.
This is simply a dream back to the Ancient Andis Empire three hundred years ago.