Chapter 1894 Dragon and Mecha
Just how huge is the dragon?
Philed Alexander did not give a definite answer. He only listened to the description of his grandfather Philed Rupert, and Philed Rupert also listened to the troubadours who passed down the story from generation to generation.
As for how the bard knew?
No one can come up with a clear answer to this point.
According to Alexander's description, the giant dragon stood with its neck bent like a mountain hundreds of meters high. Its eyes were as sharp as a sword, its momentum was as suffocating as the deep sea, its voice was as shocking as thunder, and its wings were waving gently. Hundreds of tornadoes can be generated in a short period of time.
It came to the world like a natural disaster, announcing to the world with its dragon roar that it would be the master of this gentle continent.
With its arrogant strength and shocking dragon power, it has occupied the land that should belong to the Tian clan for five hundred years. In order to better control this land, it issued a 'blocking magic order' and made a monarch. To guard the Kingdom of Light, it also built two huge prosthetic eyes to monitor the Celestial Clan. It wants to be the king forever.
Five hundred years later, seven teenagers from the Celestial Clan were born. Visions came from the sky as soon as they were born. The high priest of the Celestial Clan predicted that they were the destined ones and would bear the fate of the Celestial Clan.
The seven heroes rose to prominence as teenagers, stood at the top of mecha technology in their teens, and worked together to build an unprecedented and invincible mecha in their thirties.
The mecha puppet is as tall as a giant dragon. Its giant hands can easily crush boulders. Every time it takes a step, the ground trembles.
The mecha puppet fought with the dragon for seven days and seven nights. In the end, because it could not be repaired in time, the dragon destroyed it and killed its maker, the Seven Heroes.
However, the sacrifices of the Seven Heroes and the Mecha Golem were not in vain, and they severely damaged the dragon.
Taking advantage of the dragon's serious injury, the Celestials used the technology of the Seven Gods of War as a template to create countless super weapons and tens of thousands of small mecha puppets, thus setting off a huge wave of mechanical revolution.
In the end, the tyranny was overthrown and the dragon got its due end.
Peace returns to SkyClan again.
After listening to Master Dewey’s statement, I was silent for a long time.
Although the singing of troubadours will be mixed with some personal feelings and even exaggerated, they will not hide the facts and truth.
They would compile what they heard and saw into poems one by one and hand them over to their successors or the next generation, who would then continue to sing the poems.
If this troubadour system has not changed its troubadours due to the problem of bribery, then I believe that the history he sung must be true.
if it's true
"It turns out that technology can really reach such a high level!" I exclaimed.
"Technology, like human power, is not infinite. It's just that human beings were created by the God of Creation and directly received the divine grace from the God of Creation, that is, the power of talent and transformation. Only then will manpower become more powerful than technology. It's just more outstanding." Master Dewey sighed, then cheered up a little, and continued: "Since the God of Creation is unwilling to send His grace to technology, then it is up to us to develop the power of technology ourselves."
The more he talked, the more excited he became. He looked up at me and said with a red face, "Does this feeling make me closer and closer to the God of Creation?"
I was confused when I heard this.
Master Dewey coughed and explained: "What I mean is, this sense of accomplishment brought by developing the power of science and technology with our own hands, does it feel like we are the gods of creation?"
After listening to what he said, I was speechless for a long time, and finally managed to squeeze out a few words: "I'm not very clear about this."
"It doesn't matter if you don't know." Master Dewey said: "Whenever you are tired of the life of an adventurer, you can try to be a scientist. By then, you will understand what I mean."
Meeting his expectant eyes, I smiled wryly and nodded.
Become a scientist?
I'm afraid I won't be able to do it in this life.
At least, not until I picked up the book and promised not to doze off.
After the meal, Master Dewey carefully looked through the design drawings of the faucet cannon and the drawings of delicate parts. He also carefully questioned some top forging masters and determined that it was impossible to produce similar delicate parts with the current forging level.
Then, he looked at the meteorite I brought.
Speaking of which, this piece of meteorite was originally built by Lao Pachi and others, but before they built it, they suddenly received a batch of urgent orders from the Iron Wolf Guild, saying that they wanted to build a batch of mid-grade stainless steel knight commanders. sword.
After asking, I learned that the Iron Wolf Guild has recently expanded a team, which is mainly composed of warrior adventurers, with an average strength of around level seven.
I was a little unhappy when I heard it. Why should the equipment of your expansion team be forged by the blacksmith of the New Valiant Guild?
Don’t think that because your president is my uncle, you can do whatever you want!
Without saying a word, I found the office of the president of the Iron Wolf Guild and prepared to make a scene.
However, Fergus Illidan, who looked calm, got me back with just one sentence: "On the surface, they are adventurers from the Iron Wolf Guild, but in fact they are all newly selected reserves of the city protection brigade. "
In an instant I was sluggish.
Okay, I admit that I am responsible for the execution of half of the members of the city defense brigade.
Since we can't afford to offend him, let's keep our eyes peeled.
I sneaked back to the New Hero Guild in despair, and ordered someone to bring the meteorite back to the villa.
What happened after that became very clear. In order to forge a meteorite weapon for Phoenix, Cagalli and little Remi, I decided to take the meteorite back to Fort Vicky and have it forged by Master Dewey himself.
Standing in front of the meteorite, Master Dewey stretched out his hand to touch its smooth surface a few times, nodded and said: "This is a good piece of meteorite, enough to make the three weapons you mentioned. Apart from those three, you don't have anything else." Have you got an idea?"
I frowned and thought for a while, then shook my head and said, "Probably not."
Master Dewey smiled: "Whoever does business with you will definitely make a lot of money."
He pointed at the meteorite, made a few gestures, and said: "Let me tell you, to make a war hammer, you need such a big piece, to make a pair of gauntlets, you need this big, to make a dagger, you only need this piece, All these added together, less than half of the meteorite iron is used.”
"Then what should I do?" I scratched my hair and said a little distressed: "To be honest, I really haven't thought about what to use the rest of the meteorite for."
"Okay then" Master Dewey said: "Since you haven't thought about it, I won't force you. I will save the extra meteorite for you. When you need it, you can ask me directly for it."
I thought about it and found that this idea was still a bit troublesome, so I said generously: "Actually, you can also apply it to scientific research, just think of it as my contribution."
After hearing this, Master Dewey smiled and refused: "I would like to, but there are many kinds of meteorite. Your kind is only suitable for forging weapons."