The old man walked to the center of the podium, his gaze swept over the faces of the audience, he was already a little old, the corners of his eyes were covered with fine crow's feet, and the thick bags under his eyes could still see sporadic spots, but every audience member in the audience would never feel any old and weak feeling when they met such a pair of eyes, because when those eyes were circulating, there would be electric flashes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Hello everyone, I'm Victor. ”

The old man's voice was buzzing, as if an invisible electric current was jumping in the air.

Under the huge and invisible pressure, the meeting place, which had just seemed bustling, quickly became quiet, and everyone stopped talking to each other.

"I feel very honored to be the opener of the Alchemy Sharing Points of the Staff of Cavendi this time, because everyone knows that even among the national alchemists, this is an honor that can make everyone steal their heads. ”

The alchemist in the audience had a knowing smile on his face.

"Okay, everyone's time is very valuable, and I won't delay, so please look at the machine next to me. ”

Victor raised his finger at the tall machine beside him, and the pillar of light struck down, and the alchemists who had been in charge of assembling and debugging had all left, leaving only a machine more than a man tall standing in place, the machine made of metal shimmering with a cold sheen under the light.

"Everyone should know the principle of the electric motor, through a pair of magnets, a pair of commutator pieces and a wound coil, so that the current through the coil to generate a thrust that is constantly repelled by the same pole, so as to keep rotating, this great invention born a hundred years ago has now been widely used in the empire, from the floating boat flying in the sky, to the electric car that runs through the streets of the empire are equipped with the drive core of the motor, but where does this electricity come from, do you know?"

Victor threw out a question.

The answer to this question is so obvious that it makes everyone below suspicious.

"Isn't it a battery? Master Victor?"

Someone asked in a tentative tone.

"Yes, definitely. The old man nodded undoubtedly and continued to ask, "But where does the electricity for the battery come from?"

Like the previous question, this is also a question with an obvious answer, not to mention these knowledgeable alchemists, but any child with formal education in the empire should not be able to answer this question, but surprisingly, after this question was asked, there was a moment of dead silence in the audience closest to Victor.

Embarrassed expressions flashed across the faces of many alchemists.

"It's a magician. ”

A voice rang out abruptly from the audience.

Because it was the sound that broke the silence, this voice was heard by everyone around, some people kept their original expressions silent, and some people couldn't help but glance in the direction where the sound came from.

He is a man who wears a cloak and does not show his true face.

"Who is he?"

"Do any of you know him?"

Questions were raised.

The man in the cloak sat very far back in the audience, so that the person behind him could only see a somewhat thin and short back.

"Yes, it's a magician. ”

Victor on the stage took Al's words, and he couldn't help but glance in Al's direction.

"The person who invented the electric motor is the alchemist Doransim, DC motor, AC motor, and the latest internal reflection motor, under the efforts of countless alchemists, the power of the motor is constantly becoming more and more powerful, and the volume is getting smaller and smaller, and there are more and more models for different scenarios and functions, in short, it is constantly evolving, constantly becoming more and more perfect. ”

Victor's voice with electricity seemed to have a strange magical power, and the alchemists in the audience all listened to it with their eyes shining, and some of them even blushed slightly, as if they had just drunk wine.

"But—"

Victor took an abrupt and unexpected turn.

"To this day, where does the electricity for the electric motors invented by our alchemists come from? The electricity from the lightning towers and tribogenerators we built is still far from sufficient to the point that we have to rely on those magicians, I don't know what you think, but I can tell you what I think, and that is—"

"Shame—" the old man lengthened his voice.

No one answered, and everyone in the audience looked at him fixedly.

"Yes, it's a shame!" Victor continued, "The electric motor is a great invention of our alchemists, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a great creation that has transformed this world, but if this is supposed to be a glorious creation of alchemists, it has been mastered by that group of magicians the lifeblood of power, if this is not a shame, then what is a shame?"

"I wanted to change all that a long time ago. The old man paused, and his impassioned voice calmed down again: "To this end, I led my group to carry out countless arduous studies and attempts, and the process was very hard, but what is beautiful and worthy of celebration is that our efforts and efforts have finally been duly rewarded. ”

With a relaxed smile on his face, Victor placed his hand lightly on the metal machine, then slowly lifted it.

A bright electric current appeared in his hand, and the other end was connected to a ball of the machine that protruded outward.

"What is this?"

Some alchemists stood up directly, with excited expressions on their faces.

"Isn't this the electricity summoned by the Victor Control Electric Alchemy Array Station? ”

An alchemist sitting next to him said in a somewhat disapproving tone.

"Don't you know anything about electric current, and the direction of this current is not from Master Victor's hand to the machine, but from that machine to Master Victor's hand, in other words, it is a machine that can generate electricity!"

The alchemist spoke aloud, his fists clenched, his face flushed with excitement, and his eyes sparkling as if he had seen a changed, unprecedented future.

Belong to the future of the alchemist.

ps: I originally wanted to save five chapters and update it in a small burst.,But today's reader's birthday asked for an update.,So the author changed it.。

ps2: There's nothing to save now.,Birthdays can't be updated.,Save five chapters and update it.。