Of course, it was not only the alchemist who realized this, but almost at the same time, many alchemists slammed up from their seats, their faces full of excitement and their ears red, as if they wanted to run to the stage and touch the magical machine with their own hands, and there were many questions that Master Victor had to answer. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't get excited. Victor smiled and said, "This generator is not really finished yet, but I believe it won't be long before you can see it in the Empire's National Chamber of Commerce." ”

Victor's words were like a drop of water in boiling hot oil, and the crowd below quickly boiled.

"So this machine is not just a test product, but an industrial alchemy product that is about to enter the mass production process?"

"Great, I don't have to ask those magicians to charge my alchemy battery in the future, although I paid for it, but every time I begged them, I always felt like a useless parasite, I guess those magicians also secretly laughed at me in their hearts!"

"But do you think this rechargeable machine will be expensive?"

"What's more expensive, it's better than collecting the anger of those magicians!"

The alchemists had a tearful discussion about the bright future that this magical generator would bring, as mentioned before, although the alchemists invented the electric motor, but the electricity to drive the motor was mainly in the hands of the magicians, and the power generation equipment that the alchemists had made before either depended on the weather or provided too little electricity.

"But Master Victor, you haven't told us how this generator is used, and what exactly is its principle?"

Not everyone was completely confused by the bright prospect depicted by Victor, and an alchemist of a slightly chubby middle-aged woman stood up and asked Victor on the stage.

Victor saw her, and he curled the corners of his mouth, and his gray beard shook into a satisfied smile.

"Great question. ”

His voice has always had a strange electromagnetic sound, and it is rumored that Victor deliberately implanted a special alchemy in his throat in order to make his voice sound different, and it is also said that Victor accidentally injured his throat again, so he had to implant an alchemy in his throat in order to make a normal sound.

Either way was true, though, as soon as his very particular voice sounded, the audience immediately fell silent.

"As we all know, the energies of this world are constant, they can neither be created out of thin air nor disappear for no reason, they are at most transformed from one form to another. ”

"Of course, this generator does not have the power to change the laws of nature, it has no way to generate electricity out of thin air, and to make it generate electricity, it needs our strength, the power here. ”

The old man pointed to his head.

The audience in the audience was a little confused, and their faces showed confused expressions, but Victor did not explain further, but took out a metal helmet wrapped in metal hoops and various colored gems and alchemy arrays from the back of the machine, and then put this helmet with an extremely exaggerated style on his head in full view.

There were a few suppressed laughs below, which they might not be blamed for, but it was indeed a little funny for Victor's somewhat small head to wear such a large helmet.

Victor didn't care about the laughter from the audience, but the metal helmet was obviously a little too heavy, and he used both hands to straighten the helmet and pull the cow straps off the helmet and buckle it to his chin.

"Alright. ”

The old man patted the huge helmet on his head with his hand and said lightly.

"What's up?"

Many viewers were obviously a little confused by Victor's words.

"Look at the machines!"

Without waiting for Victor to explain, someone reminded him.

The spectators turned their gaze to the giant machine next to them, and they soon noticed a green light bulb flickering above it.

"Master Victor, what does this mean?"

An audience member sitting close to him pointed to the machine and asked directly at the old man on the stage.

"It's charging. ”

Victor clasped his hands to his chest and said to him with a smile.

"Charging?"

"Remember what I just did?" Victor pointed to his head and continued with a smile: "Energy cannot be created out of thin air, nor can it disappear out of thin air, it will only change into another form in one form, this generator can generate electricity, but this current also needs a source of energy, and now the helmet I wear on my head is this source of energy, which is responsible for converting my spiritual power into electricity." ”

Although the old man on the stage had a smile on his face and spoke in an extraordinarily relaxed tone, these words fell into the ears of the audience in the audience, which was tantamount to a thunderclap.

"This, this, this!"

Someone stood up abruptly and pointed to the machine on the stage, his fingers trembling.

"Converting mental power directly into electricity, if alchemists can do such things, isn't it just the same as magicians?"

Someone covered his mouth with his hand and was about to blurt out an exclamation, and said naturally to himself in an incredible tone.

"No, it's no different from a magician, with this machine, we alchemists can also generate electricity anytime and anywhere, and with the help of those motors or motor-driven alchemy tools, we can not only do the same things as magicians cast spells instantly, but also do things that magicians themselves can't, for example, magicians won't use the materials they can reach to create a good alchemy tool. ”

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The heated discussion spread like a tidal wave, and many of the alchemists' eyes sparkled, their faces flushed, and their fists clenched, as if they wished they could stand up and wave it again, after all, Victor's words did give them endless hope.

"But Master Victor, don't you think this machine is too big, how can we possibly take it out?"

In the warm atmosphere, there were still some people who could keep their minds calm, and a somewhat short girl stood up and asked, her voice a little delicate in the noise around her.