The next morning, Duke woke up with a splitting headache.

He couldn't help but smile wryly when he remembered the absurdity of last night, and he was wrong for carelessly drinking with the dwarves.

Anvil cried and drank the glass, inviting Duke to drink as he drank.

Duke, as the host, couldn't save face from the anvil, and drank one glass after another with a wine glass, and finally drank down as expected.

And when he drank down, the anvil was still drinking one by one.

Duke's last memory seemed to be that of a good-natured laugh as Lenia expertly carried the lord back to the room.

I don't have a face to see people!

He covered his face with a quilt, realizing that he had long lost his majesty as a lord.

But life still has to go on, and in the end he can only overcome his psychological shame, get up and get dressed and washed, and start the day of lord life.

Today he plans to visit the dwarven settlement, and at the same time discuss technical issues with the people of Anvil about the steam furnace and so on.

Yesterday when they first came, he was embarrassed to let the family work, and now that the lord has beaten and drunk, it is time to do the work.

Before heading out, Duke straightened his outfit in front of the full-length mirror one last time, and then walked towards the dwarven colony east of the city with two guards.

When Duke spotted the anvil in a busy group of dwarf figures, he was directing some dwarves to unload some masonry from the newly arrived wagon.

Since the technology of cement firing had not been well mastered by the arranged slaves, the output was far from the standard expected by Duke.

Not to mention that it is not enough to take it out and pave the road alive for the trade of special products, even if it is used to build some simple houses for more than 300 dwarves.

Therefore, Duke finally decided to use cement to bond the masonry to build a house for the dwarves, and after laying the foundation as he usually did with a brick house, he used cement as a binder.

The cement used in this way is much less than that of a "steel" reinforced concrete house that is poured directly with cement, and the speed is just as fast.

Duke saw that Anvil was busy, so he didn't bother him, and took the people around.

He found that these dwarves were in a good state of mind and were very positive, indicating that they were satisfied with their current life and the convenience they had given them, and they would not have any resentment.

The dwarves who worked with their heads bowed and the dwarfs who were one size smaller than the average dwarves also looked up at him from time to time, almost recognizing that this human was the lord who welcomed them at the gates of the city yesterday, and the object of their allegiance in the future.

"Ah, my lord, why didn't you let me know that you were here. At the signal of the other dwarves, the anvil saw Duke leading the people around the construction site, and immediately ran over on his short legs, and said apologetically.

Duke smiled and responded, "I don't have anything else to do, so I didn't bother you to come over directly, how about it, everyone is still used to here, right?"

"Of course everybody loves it. ”

Then he said with some amazement: "And this magical thing called 'cement' is simply amazing." ”

He took out a handful of cement from the cement pile next to him, looked at it with some fascination and fanaticism, and said, "This is a magical item that even dwarves have never made, and it can actually increase the efficiency of building houses so quickly, and it does more than that." ”

"It's just that the dwarves didn't think about it in this way. Duke said with some reserve.

After all, the nominal inventor of cement is himself, and he is praised in front of professionals who do not know the situation.

It's easy to be proud!

"I'm actually coming to you today for another thing, do you know about the legendary invention of the Dwarven Empire called the 'Steam Furnace'?" Duke finally explained the biggest purpose of today's trip, and then he added, "And the big box you carried yesterday, the thing that came to shoot me, I'm also very interested." ”

Hearing Duke's request, Anvil was puzzled at first, then embarrassed and embarrassed, and turned around and asked a dwarf to carry the copper-yellow metal box from the tent behind him and put it in front of Duke.

"Look, lord, this is one of the greatest inventions of the dwarves in modern times - steaming. Anvil proudly showed Duke the metal box in his hand, or rather a large metal backpack.

Duke found that in terms of appearance, the overall structure of this steaming *** is a bit like the plastic box-type pesticide tool he saw in the countryside in his previous life.

Both are a backpack, a pipe, a pipe more than a meter long, the difference is that the one in front of you is completely made of unknown metal, and the estimated weight is not small.

"It's completely powered by steam, and even if it doesn't consume any mana, it can use the huge energy generated by vapor compression to push out the projectiles contained in it to cause damage to the enemy, and the operation is so simple that children can quickly master it once they practice. ”

Anvil continued, and then he waved his hand to signal the dwarves in the clearing in front of him to disperse.

Then he steamed *** on his back, raised the barrel of the gun in his hand and aimed at a wooden stake more than two hundred meters away.

There was a muffled thud, and the stake the thickness of the baby's arm fell.

More than two hundred meters!

And in this era, I think it is high accuracy!

Duke was extremely surprised that the steaming *** was able to maintain such a long range and high accuracy.

At first, he was a little skeptical when he heard that steam was the main driving force, but he didn't expect it to be so much better than expected.

Sure enough, this is one of the greatest dwarf inventions of modern times.

"And the steam furnace you mentioned, my lord, its principle is actually the same as the principle of steaming ***, which is to use and compress steam to generate power to push or pull something. ”

Anvil put down the steam*** again, and continued to explain to Duke.

"Very good, that's what I want, can you build me a few steam furnaces, money is not a problem. Let's take a few dozen of that steaming ***, what do you think?" Duke said with some pleasure.

Then he found that the anvil seemed to be out of breath, his face was flushed, and his eyes were about to protrude, so he hurried over and patted him on the back, so that he would not let his future chief engineer die before he could get out of school.

"Collar ...... Lord, are you kidding?" Anvil coughed for a long time before he reluctantly said.

Duke had a bad premonition in his heart, and asked uncertainly, "Are these technologies lost?"

"We have the technology, but we don't have the right materials!"

Anvil waved his hand and said with a wry smile.