Chapter 13: The Vision

Back at the castle, Bran went to the library, found a map of the castle's surroundings, as well as various architectural materials, and began to think about how to draw a large pie. For several days on end, Bran spent the rest of his time in the library except for his routine training in knightly skills. He needs to understand the general collection, processing, transportation, and trading methods of stone and wood.

Bran hammered his head in annoyance, he realized that he knew nothing about anything. In the original time and space, in that information society, many things were like this, and they were heard and then forgotten. It seems that everything is known and understood, and when it is really necessary to look into it, as it is now, nothing is clear. Books are hated less when they are used, just like now. It was going to take three days to make a rough plan, but 10 days later, Bran still hasn't finished it.

At dinner, the Duke looked at Bran, who was holding the rice in his mouth, and asked in a mocking tone, "Bran, how is the construction of the territory?"

Bran pondered, and easily felt two metal balls from his body, and in the gaze of others, the metal in his hand slowly changed shape, first a circle of outer parapets, then an internal trapezoidal platform was dialed up layer by layer, and when it reached the third floor, a two-story cornice attic towered over it. If you look closely, you will find that the forms of various cats are wrapped around the fence, floating on the ground, and in the steps, all of which are lifelike. Everyone's eyes glowed as they stared at the delicate model.

After doing this, Bran gasped a little, and it was a bit difficult for him to make this model. But Bran didn't care, he put the model on the table, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and explained: "I want to use the mound to build a three-story platform, and then divide it into four areas. Bran's hand drew a cross over the model.

"The 2nd and 3rd floors are rest areas. He pointed to the ground floor and pointed through the four areas in turn, and said, "Blacksmith shop, storehouse, stable, and kennel." There are also some details that I need to think about again. ”

At this point, Bran looked at his father, "I need a stonemason and a carpenter. ”

The duke spread his hands and made a helpless expression: "The castle of the territory needs to be restored this year, and the vassals of the family have also asked to send stonemasons to repair their castle." And I have no right to requisition them without compensation after they have completed their servitude. ”

Listening to the duke's explanation, Bran sneered, there is a shortage of technical talents! Then he raised his hand and prepared to destroy the model, but the duke stopped him in time: "Stay, it's very good-looking." ”。

The Duke hesitated, pointed to the model and asked, "How did you do it?" ”

Bran thought for a moment and replied: "It's just a habit, used to using hands, so when I first awakened, I subconsciously used my hands to do it, but in fact, it was the ability that had an effect, and it had little to do with the movements of these hands." ”

After a pause, Bran continued: "In the past few days of studying, I have sorted out some materials, and I have made some mistakes in the process of recording, and I have lost my temper. Bran made a thumping motion, "and all the paper turned into a cloud of confetti." ”

Bran casually raised the knife, and the knife slowly turned into a soup spoon, and then slowly changed back to its original shape. Bran smirked, "Just like this, the operation of magic does not require the command of the hand, but more consciousness. Bran didn't notice at all, he was like a child who had been given a fresh toy, constantly showing and showing off to the people around him.

He had forgotten that he was ready to fool his brother and sister into having money and someone to act as a condiment in the pie he had just drawn. The climax of the dinner was when Bran turned his knives and other utensils into elaborate statues of various sizes and gave them to his siblings, modeled on the black cat Flowey. Finally, in the midst of a round of praise, Bran, who had been over-consumed by his magic, got off the table......