Chapter 1,200 A Name Is Just a Title

For a time traveler who has been baptized by heavy metal rock music, and even various rap, reggae and other music, having hundreds of people talking in his ears can only be regarded as a trivial matter. At least the sound that Haggiris hears directly enters the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and it is not the kind of subwoofer that can shatter the eardrum and continuously abuse the ears.

And with Lin's current thinking speed, which is as fast as lightning, it is not difficult to hear clearly what each box is saying. But just like the hakakiri that has been with me for the longest time, among the ten sentences of the hakakiri, there are four nonsense sentences, three irrelevant sentences, two sentences without the point, and the remaining sentence contains half a redundant sentence. too much. Worse than a chatterbox.

Despite this, Lin still heard some key points from so many voices, especially one noun that was mentioned repeatedly. The shakiri always say, 'What does the Khan do', 'What the Khan says', 'What the Khan can do'. It sounded like 'Khan' should be a certain hakiri, so Lin decided to find out first who the subject was, and then reached out to stop all the hakiri, and then asked:

"I hear you keep talking about Khan. Who is this Khan? Which one of you? Or is it someone who is not here?"

'Khan is him. ''Isn't the Khan in your hands? ''Khan...''..."The Khan everyone is talking about refers to me."

"The Point Guard Is Here"

Another answer came with a sword, and the one who finally made a sound in the real world was of course the one closest to him, Hakakiri, who transformed into a golden ceremonial dagger.

Even though Haggiris had no fingers, Lin could still feel that the word 'Khan' represented the Haggiri in his hand. This made him chuckle, and then said seriously: "You know the pronunciation of the word 'Khan' has a special meaning in the language of my hometown."

Hakiri, who looked like a golden ceremonial dagger, said: "I know. He is the chief of the United Tribes, right."

"Well, that's not wrong if you understand it this way. So, are you the leader of Haqiri? The chief of the tribe? Or is it a commander-in-chief or something like that?" Lin asked curiously.

"No, there are not so many complicated identities. It is just a pronoun used to distinguish us. Just like you call me Haggiri, I have never expressed any opinion. Anyway, as long as I know who you are talking about, and I know Just call me."

"That's right. Then there are so many Hagiri now, and it would be easy to get confused if we call you Hagiri. So we call you Khan?" Lin asked.

"If possible, I would like to change my name to another one. Anyway, since you have to adapt to it again, it shouldn't be a big problem to adapt directly to the new name."

Lin nodded and said: "There is indeed no problem. So what name do you want to change?"

"Kal-El."

"Stuck..." I'm stuck with your mother! Is this a usable name?

"Hey, be civil. You know we can know what you're thinking," the golden ceremonial dagger said. "Since you don't think that name is suitable, how about Clark Kent?"

"Then why don't you put an S symbol with a diamond frame on the sword? Tell everyone it means hope."

"Is that okay? Then I've changed." Xakiri said cheerfully.

"I've turned into your old mother!" A certain time-travelling member was annoyed and threw his golden ceremonial dagger to an unknown location using a different-dimensional exile technique. Arguing with this hakakiri is a daily activity. Anyway, the opponent has a positioning magic circle for flashing. Whenever you think of it, you can just pull it back.

But the other Haggiris didn't know this person's one-sword-playing style, and there was another noisy complaint. Without saying a word, Lin waved his hand and threw all the boxes into his sub-dimensional tower.

There is no positioning magic circle on them, so if they use the extra-dimensional exile technique, they really cannot be saved. Throwing it into the secondary plane tower will be helpful to the Haggiri clan. It can just replenish their origin and make themselves quieter. This is the last resort that will lead to least complaints, probably.

When the world returned to peace, Lin looked around his room and silently moved the overturned bed back to its original position. Then go to bed with a pillow and go back to sleep!

The two apprentices who had been watching the show outside the door rushed into the room angrily, took off the quilt one after another, and cursed: "The sun is shining on your butts, you lazy pigs!"

In the past few days when a certain man named Khan cut out the box and went out for a wander, a certain magician who stayed in the holy city of Estali was not idle. The first focus is, of course, on the improvement plan for the airship Gaussbottom.

First, connect the semi-permanent energy pool to the energy transmission channels throughout the airship and conduct a block design. This prevents serious damage to a node from causing an overall shutdown. This design is very simple for Lin. He just needs to take the design concept of the old plan and apply it to the Gauss Bertone. What is more troublesome is the actual improvement project. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a major overhaul.

As for other minor shortcomings discovered during the trial voyage, here and there. In some trials, any areas that the operator thought could be streamlined or improved were discussed at once. It's just that this part is improved by the magicians on the airship. As an outsider, Lin only checks the final design to make sure that such improvements will not affect other functions.

Compared with the airship work, there are many magicians who can do it for you, but the other consulting work is much more troublesome.

That is the development plan from the Technology Guild.

The business practices in Midland are still very primitive, but the technology guild established under someone's promotion is not primitive at all. The difference in concepts caused the backbone of the technical guild, led by Uzov Gantia, to work conscientiously and without any confidence. At this time, they can only rely on a familiar person to give them confidence and direction.

For the Technology Guild, the most important thing for the Holy City of Estali, and even for the entire Lost Land, is not the new products based on various whimsical ideas, but the improvement of productivity. Although there is no streamlined production line yet, parts of different parts are subcontracted to specialized workshops or craftsmen, and finally assembled or sold together. With the integration of Uzov's technical guild, productivity has been improved by more than just a little bit. .

Not to mention that the Technical Guild also made full use of its advantages to integrate all the large and small workshops or independent craftsmen in the holy city of Estali, forming an oligarch in a substantial sense. This has caused the Technology Guild to encounter something that Midland has never encountered before in its commercial history, that is, overproduction and market saturation.

A series of bathroom equipment, mainly toilets, are easy to use, but they are not necessities that need to be replaced every three days. Basically, as long as this kind of semi-permanent facility is not worn out or a new house is purchased, no one will deliberately replace it. This also caused the main business market of the Holy City Estali to quickly approach saturation due to the hard work of the Technology Guild.

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