Compared to traditional writing, Allen's typing technique is more proficient.

Alan thought of this solution, and couldn't help but want to act, and immediately walked out of the house and walked quickly to the blacksmith shop.

The craftsmen in the blacksmith shop are all working, making all kinds of small and small objects, and some of the other orcs are directly responsible for making all kinds of small metal parts of flintlock pistols.

Abel didn't know that Eren was visiting temporarily, and that the orc who received Eren was another blacksmith.

"Lord Allen, you want to invent a typewriter?" When the blacksmith heard the new invention brought by Allen, his eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands excitedly, and the cat's tail was straight and the tip of the tail was slightly curved.

"Yes." Alan nodded.

"What about the blueprints, let me take a look at the blueprints." The blacksmith, who was not well known, was agitated, and his eyes were fixed on Alan's hands back and forth, and he saw that Eren had no paper with him.

"Don't you have a blueprint, no, there must be."

Alan shook his head, "I ran over as soon as I thought of an idea, I didn't bring any paper, I'll draw it for you on the spot, Abel, let him come to see me." ”

When the blacksmith heard that there were really no drawings, he had no choice but to ask Abel to come over.

Abel was supervising the production of the rear-loading cannon, and when he heard that Eren had a new invention, he immediately handed over the work in his hand to the other orcs and rushed over with his tail wagging.

There was still a large group of orcs who rushed over with him, but the blacksmith shop had a lot of affairs, and each orc had his own job, so Alan didn't dare to let them delay, and immediately let the busy orcs go back to work.

When the scene calmed down, Alan said to Abel:

"The typewriter I want is like this, by hitting the keys of the keyboard, through mechanical movement, to write the lionheart I want to write on the paper."

Abel originally thought it was an invention of a weapon type of heavy weapon in a big country, but he didn't expect it to be a small invention.

However, the invention also has a bright spot, and he questioned the efficiency of the typewriter:

"You mean that it is possible to use mechanical tools instead of ink quills, and to use mechanical levers and other principles, but how to output text continuously?"

"Abel, listen to me first, he has a leather roller, a keyboard, a ribbon and typesetting tools......"

There are no blueprints, and the two of them just talk to the air, Abel is the questioner, and always points out the problems of the typewriter's manufacturing.

The orc blacksmith next to him had blank eyes, and he didn't have a design to discuss an egg, so he could only dig out his ears, pretend to understand, and from time to time he made a hum-humm, saying "I think so too" and other words that made a panacea brush exist.

A few minutes later, Abel solved all the manufacturing doubts by asking questions, patted his chest excitedly and said, "I'm going to make a typewriter." ”

"Wait, Abel, you haven't seen the design yet, I'll show you."

"Lord Allen, I don't need it, I've already conceived the blueprint in my head, please trust me!" Able grimaced, as a great blacksmith, he wanted to prove that he wasn't a craftsman who had to look at the blueprints to make mechanical objects.

Abel shook off his words, turned around and ran back to his own workshop, looking for a group of skilled workers to make typewriter-related objects.

The rest of the blacksmiths, you look at me, I look at yours, and I don't know how to speak.

I don't know when, Abel has been selected to be in front of the craftsman, frantically absorbing the advanced craftsman's knowledge.

No, or mechanical design knowledge, it's a completely new discipline.

Alan didn't write a textbook specifically for this, but the design drawings that Alan drew along the way were full of mechanical design aesthetics, allowing craftsmen to learn some technical skills.

Some orcs learn quickly, just like Abel, who can now understand Allen's gadget designs without using blueprints.

Of course, the general details definitely need to be guided by the design drawings, but if Abel wants to prove himself, then there is no way, he can't chill the creative heart of the craftsman.

Next.

The port of Tomorrowtown gradually has a few more sailboats, and they are all big businessmen who have come to invest in the commercial streets and large supermarkets of Tomorrowtown.

Fresh fish, pigs and other live animals were brought off the boats, and the man-powered carts, horses and wooden wheeled carts were parked on the concrete road in the port area, and the merchants were surprised to find that the town of tomorrow was different from what they had imagined, and that the road alone was better than theirs.

"It's incredible, this is what the king calls a backward village?"

On a galleon, a lion man dressed in a pure white silk robe stepped down.

His huge lion's beard hung down to his abdomen, his cheeks were covered by his thick hair, the beard under his nose was also joined together, and almost fifty percent of his face was covered by hair.

In the country of Lionheart, men's thick and long beards are called "handsome" and "noble", which is typical of lion nobles.

Several lion merchants from the other boats walked down, and they were all secretly shocked when they saw the long beard, and then they ran under the boat and greeted the great merchant from the royal city with open hands.

After a brief greeting and a hug between Glick and the other merchants, they turned their attention to the waterways of the port area.

Glick stepped on the hard concrete pavement, and it felt solid, as if he was stepping on a huge piece of steel.

"What kind of material is this pavement made of?" Grek touched the huge lion's beard, and his mind was full of doubts.

"Dear Gorrik, I don't know what kind of material this is, before the cat girls in Tomorrow Town personally delivered and received the goods, I never had the opportunity to go to Tomorrow Town to see, I thought it was a backward but full of iron ore resources of a small village, I didn't expect their port area to be more beautiful than the wooden port of Shuizhu Port."

Murray wagged his tail, he had seen the local port from Shuizhu Port, which was a super port made of rows of wood, the wood stretched all the way for hundreds of meters to moor hundreds of sailboats at the same time, and after disembarking, the lions would step on the muddy and wet dirt road, and their boots and calves would soon be soaked in muddy water.

But here, at a glance, gray concrete replaces the damp dirt road, and the harbor dam is somehow built to drain the river unimpeded.

"It's such a magical town, and I think it's a joke that the royal city side calls them Tomorrow Village right now." Grek smiled and shook his head, telling the merchant about the royal city joke.

After a while, another group of merchant ships entered the port, and there were more and more orcs in the port area, and they were carrying goods, all of which were sent to Tomorrowtown.

The orcs from other towns couldn't wait, and after gathering more than twenty merchants, they stepped onto the cement road and walked towards Tomorrow Town.

After a while, Glick's face suddenly froze, looking at the ten-meter-high city wall, and thinking of bad things.

The wall is brand new, except for some mud handprints and claw marks on the ground floor, and there is almost no dilapidated place, indicating that it has not been baptized by major wars.

This side shows that the joint private army of 4,300 people may not even have attacked the city wall.

It is also possible that Tomorrow Town will surrender on its own initiative, and the private army will directly break into the gate and recover Tomorrow Town.

But Glick leaned towards the first possibility, the possibility of total annihilation.

Because the soldiers patrolling the city walls are mainly cat-eared orcs, and there are only two lionmen.