Chapter 121 Generator (5500 Words)

After the teams of the Academy of Humanities and Social Sciences are selected, they basically have such an inconspicuous configuration.

A sickly literary girl from a noble ducal family, a younger son who wants to prove himself but is afraid of his father's power as the current prime minister, a rising bourgeois heir whose mine pile should be hanged on a street lamp, a Born in a family of historians, he is the inheritor of the will of his grandfather and father.

In addition, a fake scholar who came from a small city and made some achievements in the academic field, but with almost zero hands-on ability.

Gathering this group of people together, Tu Fu has already created a million-word level in his mind, about the grievances and hatreds of wealthy families, and the vulgar drama that beats you to death.

However, such an upper-class background is very normal at Michigan State University or Columbia University. It is better to say that such a university has been serving them since its inception.

Columbia is even more exaggerated, and there are even several other princes and princesses.

In fact, even in such a university where high-class people get together, few people dare to offend those who are temporarily down.

Maybe an inconspicuous little person now may be on the throne ten or twenty years later, or become a big figure like the queen of some country.

After playing a lot of blood in the conference room, Tu Fu started to face up to this project, and they had a full month to complete that little invention.

Now it seems that relying on the ability of the companions is probably useless, the only thing that can be used is their identity and the relationship behind them.

"This is some project results of the Challenge Cup in recent years, you can take a look."

Crane Thorens took the initiative to hand over a piece of award-winning work in the previous Challenge Cup selection. In fact, he was called by Professor Kane to participate in this project.

Although they don't understand anything, it doesn't matter, as long as there is a genius like Tu Fu in the team, there will always be a solution.

Invisibly, because of Tu Fu's words just now and his own ability, the other four people present put everything on him.

"Why are the previous winners all students of Columbia University?"

Tu Fu browsed casually, and found that many of the works in the Challenge Cup were not great creations, but rather creative gizmos.

For example, a vacuum cleaner that can use wind power to remove dust, and a steamship model that can be transformed into water.

Of course, there is also a steam man whose gatekeeping effect is not as good as that of a dog. Although it can prevent thieves from entering the house, it can avoid attacks as long as it is bypassed. The effect can be said to be quite tasteless.

"This is normal. Columbia University has always been very practical in mechanical majors, although the strength of the Institute of Mechanical Technology at Michigan University is not bad.

But most of the student works in our school are things like "Housekeeping Steam Man". Although such an idea is wild and unconstrained, it is almost useless in real life. "

As a freshman at the University of Michigan, Crane seldom scoffed at Columbia like the old students. He grew up in Göttinghagen, and he can objectively view the rapidly rising seventh-ranked school next door.

If that university is really as unbearable as everyone says, how can it rise in a short period of time, and faintly surpass the momentum of UM.

David Smith, whose family was so poor that he had only money left, said with a smile: "Besides, the king has enough special funds this time, so I guess the competition will be much more exciting than in previous years, and Columbia may not necessarily care about the king's face.

It is also better to let us try if we are robbed by others. If the participating teams from the School of Mechanical Technology and the Academy of Natural Sciences are robbed by students from Columbia University, it will be embarrassing for everyone. "

King William II must have meant that he wanted the money to be transferred to Miscar Stark University. If this was taken away by the students of Columbia University, he might not be able to hold his head up for several years in the future.

Miss Bella Wayne undoubtedly thought of this too, and her complexion was not very good-looking.

She hated anyone looking down on Miskar Stark University.

But Tu Fu didn't care so much, he frowned even more after hearing these words.

It sounds like there is only one meaning - someone is going to rob him of his money.

It's really disgusting.

"Gunpowder guns, steam engines, textile machines, printing presses, flying shuttles, steam cruise ships, steam-powered cars, and even airships have already been born. What else is worth inventing?"

Tu Fu recalled what he saw and heard in Leeds. It has been nearly a hundred years since the first industrial revolution.

The technology points in this world are almost full of all the technology trees derived from the steam engine, and it is difficult to find anything worth inventing.

Putting down the game manual with no reference value in his hand, Tu Fu sighed inexplicably, feeling disheartened, "It would be great if the generator was invented."

The speaker was unintentional, and Miss Elena Weimar, who had been silent from the beginning to the end, opened her lips lightly, "Mr. Capet, you are referring to a large machine that rotates a coil wound inside to generate electric current through external rotation. ?”

"Hand generator?"

Tu Fu's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the noble lady in disbelief, his eyes were full of surprise, "Is there really such a thing?"

"It seems to be the name." Elena sat upright with her upper body straight, her arms crossed on her thighs, in a standard aristocratic sitting posture, and her mouth showed a proper formulaic smile,

"I saw it with my dad at a charity auction in Landis when I was a child. It didn't seem to be of much use. Compared with the more dazzling jewelry, the dark iron thing is really not attractive."

The son of the Prime Minister next to him also showed off his experience after listening.

"It turned out to be a hand-cranked generator. I saw my father brought one back. It seems to be an invention that appeared a long time ago. It needs to be operated by hands. Not only is it very laborious, but only a few arcs flow after vigorous rotation.

It's a pity that I accidentally broke it. Fortunately, I admitted my mistake in time like my father after that. So much so that I wrote an article about that incident and submitted it to a magazine, and it was even published in a newspaper together with my photo. "

When Crane talked about that incident, he was still kind of funny.

I guess the title of the article in your mountaineering magazine must be "My Prime Minister's Father"... Tu Fu complained in his heart, but he still asked politely,

"I guess Mr. Solons must be very pleased with your honesty and forgive you because of this noble quality. Perhaps this will become a good story in the future, such as the story of "Solons and the Dynamo."

But at this point, Kelan suddenly blushed and lowered his head, coughing in embarrassment: "Contrary to what you said, he beat me up at that time, and I will never forget that lesson..."

"Hmph...cough cough..."

Elena Weimar, who was present, covered her mouth lightly and tried not to laugh, maintaining the etiquette that a noble lady should have. Miss Bella on the side also tried her best to suppress her laughter.

In fact, not only the entire celebrity circle in Göttinghagen, but even many people in Göttinghagen know about it.

Because of the article that Crane was published in the newspaper at that time, the editor of the magazine lavishly praised the Prime Minister, Mr. Thilo Sollens, for his strict family education and ruthlessness, and attached a photo of his youngest son being violently beaten.

"Well, it was a sad experience."

Tu Fu pretended to be sad, tried not to let himself laugh out loud and deliberately wrote down the story, and decided to tell Sophie at home when the time came.

Also after this joke, the atmosphere in the conference room was obviously much more relaxed.

Although everyone's hands-on ability is not good enough, they have always been the group of people with the broadest knowledge and experience.

Even David, who didn't make much noise, continued to add after the "generator": "I also remember that the hand-operated generators in the early days were indeed not very useful, but in recent years, when I heard my family members go abroad to discuss business, brother Tinhagen Institute, a professor of physics from the University of Michigan, they originally planned to improve the generator... DC...

That's right, that's the name, DC generator.

It is said that if the key of that project has a breakthrough, the original hand crank is no longer needed, and some other power can be used when turning down, such as wind power or water power converted into electricity, and the electric voltage inside will also increase a lot.

If their research and development is successful, perhaps this will be a huge market, because as far as I know, the Republic of Lantis and the Kingdom of Ryan have already moved towards this direction. "

Compared to those two, David, who was born in a family of emerging bourgeoisie, obviously knew more about such things.

The generation of his parents relied on the dividends brought by the industrial revolution to develop and grow, and they broke the monopoly of the old aristocrats and became the de facto "new aristocrats" of the Northern Continent.

"Then what happened next?" Tu Fu asked hastily.

"Later, His Majesty the King thought that the research efficiency of the generator was too slow, so he stopped the original research, and turned to the research of the 'perpetual motion machine'."

David said sullenly, everyone knows what happened afterwards.

If it wasn't for this reason, I'm afraid they might not have the opportunity to participate in this year's Freshmen Challenge Cup.

"Ugh."

Tu Fumo sighed for the wisdom of William II. No wonder he also wondered how the technology of this era is still standing still after the first industrial revolution for a hundred years.

It is obvious that mechanical energy, wind energy, and water energy can be converted into electrical energy through magnetic field movement, and embark on a new and correct path.

As long as you follow this path, you will be able to take the lead in starting the second industrial revolution and reshuffle the cards of the countries in the Northern Continent. As a result, the person above had a whim and took the unusual path of "perpetual motion machine".

I don't know whether to say that I am eager for success, or whimsical.

Tu Fu didn't dare to discuss this matter openly here, only to hear that David shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity that only a very small number of industries in the Smith family have access to electricity, otherwise, my family will continue to expand the scale on the cusp of this crisis." .”

"May I ask, what is the main business of the Smith family?"

Tu Fu took this opportunity to ask directly.

Before he could answer, Clan Solons, a know-it-all who was more powerful than Billy "Quick Mouth", answered first. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and said like a treasure:

"The Smith family is the largest handicraft manufacturing giant in the southern Black Forest region. It has also opened up the foreign trade market. There are more than a dozen large mines alone. It is a very powerful consortium in Baia."

When he said this, Tu Fu also understood that the co-author really had a mine at home, and there were still more than a dozen of them, which was enough to meet the standard of being hanged by a street lamp.

Ordinary people would not be recommended by Professor Kane, and the group of people selected now almost represent the strongest forces in the kingdom.

The forces of the consul, the forces of the old-school aristocrats, and the forces of the emerging bourgeoisie, including scholars like Tu Fu and Bella, just balanced out the weak points of this team.

David Smith, who had a good family education since he was a child, was not at all proud of hearing this, and immediately lowered his head modestly, and said softly: "Everything in the Smith family benefits from the care of His Majesty the King and Mr. Thilo Thorens. "

Don't care about their hypocrisy so much that even I don't believe it, the generator mentioned by David just now suddenly made Tu Fu discover an important point.

He looked up at the rich man, "David, does the Smith family also have a factory in Göttinghagen that uses generators?"

"There are several factories in the dock area in the east, and there are some equipments there. I have been taking care of the business in Wangdu."

David Smith answered truthfully, which immediately aroused Tu Fu's joy.

He suddenly raised his head, suddenly had a good idea, and looked at the four of them: "Gentlemen and ladies, I probably know our main direction for this Challenge Cup.

This is definitely a big job, but before I have to go to the dock area to inspect it, I need Mr. Smith's help. "

"Okay, it's not that difficult."

Dave agreed immediately, which was very easy for him.

If this optical genius can really make something, it will naturally have to count his favor.

"What about us?"

Miss Bella suddenly felt left out.

"Miss Wayne, of course there are more important things for you. Can you find the professor of physics at the Göttinghagen Research Institute through your father's relationship? This matter may require his help."

After careful consideration, Tu Fu couldn't think of a better job for Bella Wayne.

The lady happily agreed after receiving the task, and replied with a smile: "Of course."

"And Mr. Clan Solons, if possible, please come to collect the topic selection direction of the contestants in this competition group. You must know everyone's movements, so that I can have a bottom line in my heart."

No one is more suitable for such a job that requires the use of contacts and connections than the sociable son of the prime minister.

After hearing the arrangement, little Sorens also agreed with a smile. He had a faint feeling that the things that could make this genius who once caused a sensation in the academic world so excited were definitely not trivial matters.

Perhaps they will witness history again,

No, it is a personal participation in history.

Up to this moment, almost everyone's work has been arranged, the noble lady Elena felt the atmosphere, and seemed to be moved, she hesitated before slowly raising her hand: "Gentlemen, can I go with you?" ?”

As soon as her unintentional words came out, the scalps of the two boys present almost went numb at the same time, because Tu Fu didn't know that this noble lady was also the youngest daughter of the Weimar family. Follow her.

Compared with the son of the prime minister like Kelan, who is loved by no one, he is simply loved by thousands of people, and no matter where he goes, there will be someone to follow and report.

Clan Thorens wiped the sweat from his brow and stopped in time, "Miss Weimar, that is the dock area, if the Duke of Weimar knows that he went to that place in your capacity, I will not be moved.

He will let my father kill me, please spare the poor man. "

"Ok."

Sensing the embarrassment of her companion, Elena Weimar did not force herself, and it seemed that this was not the first time she had experienced such a thing.

It's just that the trace of loneliness that flashed across her eyes was caught by Tu Fu, and he was inexplicably distressed, so he said loudly: "There is one more thing, we obviously have more important tasks for Miss Weimar, do you remember?" ?

As for the poetry contest, people like us, who have a headache when talking about literature and poetry, are really not qualified for such delicate work. No one is more suitable for this kind of work than you. "

"Yes, this is a very important task."

"God bless, it's a good thing we still have Miss Weimar."

Kelan and David, who were highly emotionally intelligent, continued the conversation. This move finally gave the noble lady a little bit of comfort, and a little joy flashed in her eyes. She likes the feeling of being valued.

Until Tu Fu assigned the tasks one by one, although he would lead the whole process of the next affairs, he still let every student make arrangements, which greatly satisfied their sense of participation.

Invisibly, Tu Fu has established his own prestige in this small group, and no matter what their status is, other people will always listen to what he has to say.

It wasn't until Tu Fu was about to say hello to her when he saw the three people leaving the meeting room one after another, and Miss Weimar, who was the most polite among the four, slowly packing up her things.

Then I saw the forehead of the noble lady pointing down slightly, and thanked him again dignifiedly and elegantly: "Mr. Capet, thank you for your care just now."

"It's a trivial matter, and who would upset a beautiful lady."

Tu Fu smiled so that he didn't look greasy when he said this.

certainly,

Such words are only suitable for handsome men like him.

Perhaps because of curiosity, Tu Fu's heart moved, and he immediately activated his hunter senses. He suddenly discovered that there was a cloud of dark mist that could not dissipate between the eyebrows of this noble lady.

"She's tired or sick right now."

Tu Fu interprets it from the color corresponding to the inner astral body, which represents the aura of the individual in the recent period.

Dark colors are dominated by melancholy and sadness, and most of these emotions can only be seen in those busy workers.

He really couldn't imagine that such a noble lady with a superior life and a noble status would have anything to worry about and be confused.

With a responsible attitude to the end, Tu Fu first pondered for a moment, then glanced at the poetry collection in her hand, and said casually, "Miss Weimar likes poetry?"

"Yes, poetry is a wonderful sequence of words, frozen notes, from which you can always read another life, um, a colorful life."

When Elena talked about the things she was good at and liked, there seemed to be stars in her eyes, and the grayness between her brows that had been squeezed for a long time loosened.

effective.

"I'm the opposite of you. Compared to feeling the life of a poet, I prefer to taste the truth." Tu Fu naturally showed a healing smile, and he said unhurriedly:

"Not long ago, I wrote a poem for myself. Although I only wrote two lines, I personally think it must be a good work. You might as well listen to it."

"Of course." Miss Weimar laughed.

After Tu Fu was silent for a short time, his pupils gradually became dim and indifferent, like an endless abyss, which makes people fall into it if they look at it carelessly. His tone is slow, and the tone is gradual.

"Dark night, give me black eyes."

Miss Elena Weimar nodded slightly, a very common verse.

As long as a student with literary literacy can write such a poem after a little thought.

This optical genius, who lost his parents in childhood, faintly reveals the misfortune he has encountered in the poems, very decadent poems.

I saw that gentleman paused for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, his expression was completely different from just now, it was full of sunshine, free and easy, full of expectations and boundless enthusiasm for the future,

"I use it to find light."

I don't know how long he stayed in the conference hall, but the man had gone far away, and he seemed to say that he would give this poem to her before he left.

The shoulders of this noble lady from the Duke's family trembled slightly, and all the backlog of negative emotions seemed to be vented. She tried to understand the meaning in the way he taught, and kept chanting those two very short lines of poetry,

"The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find the light..."

PS: After three days of defense, I am very busy these days and I can only use this kind of chapter to make up for everyone