But the next scene was a bit unexpected by Qin Song, the squid suddenly shuddered as if it had been electrocuted, stopped eating, and then ten brachiopod mad demons waved like headless flies, rushing left and right in the cabin.

Then, Qin Song clearly felt that the spirit of the Dream Walker was attacking the squid's original mind, eating away at the squid's mind little by little like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

With a pop, the squid's tremendous force collided, knocking a hole in the rotten plank, and its wrists and feet swayed irregularly, spiraling and swaying from side to side into the darkness.

The Dream Walker Spirit is the lowest level of the Void Dream Realm, and the more mentally powerful the animal, the longer it will take to parasitize. Compared to the anglerfish with a brain about the size of a peanut, this fierce king squid may take longer.

However, no matter how smart the squid is, it is only a squid, and it is impossible to get rid of the entanglement of the spirit of the dream walker, and sooner or later it will be in Qin Song's bag. Being a little follower of the ancient gods is not a grievance.

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"Alice, listen to me. It's really time for you to take a break. ”

After staying up all night and a day, the repeated use of magic power made Alice's spirit extremely tired, and her blue eyes seemed to have lost their shining brilliance.

As the twilight of dusk fell, Karrick, who was standing in front of him, said distressedly, although the autumn harvest was very important, it was far from Alice's health.

"yes, Alice. "Linda is in a better condition, only better, although with her ability to draw strength from stone, she can maintain more physical strength. However, the repeated use of magic can also cause mental exhaustion.

"Uncle Carrick, I just want to do more. In this way, we can save more manpower to pick cotton and let my people survive a warm winter. ”

In the dark ages, because of the limitations of picking and processing technology, cotton was a very important material. In the past winter, once the snow fell, the simple wooden houses could not withstand the cold wind, and the chilblains ruthlessly tormented the people, the light ones were disabled, and the serious ones were infected and died.

"I understand that it's important to pick more cotton. But you won't be able to hold it up. Once you fall ill, all our plans will be in vain. Karrick understands that the urgency of the autumn harvest and the invasion of the bandit group have caused great psychological pressure on Alice: "You are the hope of the Black Stone Collar and the lucky ones favored by the gods, and we will definitely get out of the predicament and usher in the light." But before that, your body is the most important thing. ”

"Alice. Linda's heart moved: "Great god, with infinite wisdom. I think there may be some wonderful tools for cotton picking. ”

A word woke up the dreamer, and a glimmer of light flashed in Alice's eyes. The humiliation of the bandit group made her a little enthusiastic, but now that she calmed down, she realized that the wisdom of the gods was the most important thing.

"Linda!" Alice looked at her with burning eyes, "You reminded me! The wisdom of the gods, that is the flame of civilization, the symbol of knowledge." ”

Karrick's eyes lit up: "A simple scythe is worth three farmers." Is there a tool that can be worth three skilled peasant women?"

"There must be, the gods are so wise. Alice nodded firmly and took Linda's hand: "Linda, I think you should try it too, maybe you can also get guidance." ”

"Listen to you, Alice!"

"Karrick, I'll leave it to you! we're going to go back and have a good dream. ”

"Good luck, Alice!"

Changing into soft cotton pajamas, Alice lay on the bed full of anticipation, the long-accumulated exhaustion hit like a tidal wave, her breathing gradually became even, and she fell into a deep sleep.

After a full day in the deep sea, the tenacity of the king squid was a little unexpected, until the twilight completely shrouded the sea in pitch black, and it was still dancing its wrists and feet, and it was still breathing.

It was nearly midnight, and Qin Song returned to the castle and cautiously came to Alice's pillow. She slept deeply, her brow furrowed slightly, as if she was frustrated by not being able to dream of the gods.

In the misty dream, Alice was indeed surrounded by frustration, and she searched for a long, long time, but never heard the voice of the gods.

"Alice, O great god, seeks your guidance. ”

Alice, hovering in the mist, repeats over and over again, as helpless as a lost little girl.

"Alice, I sense your tiredness. ”

Kind and loud voices poured in from all directions.

Alice's footsteps stopped instantly, and her frustration swept away: "Great god, your arrival can sweep away all tiredness and make me feel happy." That's what I'm looking forward to the most. ”

"If thou shalt call upon the wise, thou shalt dwell in peace forever. Alice, if wisdom enters your heart, knowledge becomes your joy. ”

"Yes, I felt the beauty of knowledge. Alice complimented from the bottom of her heart: "Every time I get your knowledge, it makes me feel happy, like a treasure." ”

"I have laid the earth with wisdom and strengthened the heavens with knowledge. The fruit of wisdom is better than pure gold, and wisdom is better than money. A forced, philosophical voice came: "I adore the humble and learning believers, Alice, and you are one of them. ”

The wonderful feeling of being the darling of the gods, more than all the joy of the world, Alice bent down deeply, and her tone was excited: "Alice, I am willing to be the darling of your life. ”

Qin Song immediately turned into a pet female madman: "Alice, let go of your body and mind and show me everything." I will bless you generously. ”

"Kudos to you for your generosity. Alice's heart was filled with sweetness: "O fatherly god, please clear my doubts and bring blessings to the Blackstone Collar." I wanted my people to survive a warm and harsh winter, but difficulties stood in my way. We don't have enough people to pick the cotton that provides warmth, so we can only watch it rot in the fields. ”

"He who has mercy in his heart will be honored forever. Those who are brutal and wicked will be humiliated. Qin Song pretended to be forced in philosophical words as he began to think.

He had seen cotton picking when he was young, and it basically relied on manual labor. Despite the development of science and technology, many machines used in cotton picking have been introduced, but they are either complex in structure or inefficient, and have not become popular.

Regarding picking cotton bolls, Qin Song didn't have any good solutions, but he remembered another magical and simple tool in his mind - cotton gin.

The cotton gin, also known as the ginning machine, is a common machine in areas where cotton is planted in a large area. The body is small, the structure is simple, the efficiency is very high, and the separation of cottonseed and cotton can be easily realized, which greatly improves the yield of cotton.

However, even the simplest ginning machine was not something that Alice could build in a short period of time. However, the cotton gin was not born or matured as soon as it was born, it went through about a hundred years of improvement before it became the most diverse and versatile machine it is today.

For the use of cotton, China has a long civilization, in the Yuan Dynasty there was a textile worker named Huang Daopo, who invented the prototype of the ginning machine, which greatly increased the yield of cotton.

It wasn't until 1793 that the first cotton gin appeared in Europe, the famous Whitney gin. Qin Song once saw the physical display of the Whitney cotton gin in the Science Museum.

Like the juicer, it is hand-driven, and the structure is very simple, consisting of a drum filled with hooks and a drum with a brush, which shakes the handle, the hook teeth grasp the cotton and the cotton seeds and tear them apart, and the brush sweeps the separated cotton off.

Other components, such as the row of teeth that prevent the cottonseed from passing through, are untechnical.

With Alice's experience building juicers, there seems to be a high success rate in building an initial prototype of a Whitney cotton gin. You must know that the inventor Whitney is only a law student, and it took about ten days, which shows that its mechanical structure is not very complicated.

However, the efficiency of a cotton gin is extremely amazing, and the efficiency of a cotton gin is 50 times that of manual stripping!