After Eren left, the rest of the blacksmiths excitedly came over and looked at the design of the Hidden Blade together.

Each of Allen's drawings is very clear, and the mature perspective painting method also makes the blacksmith's eyes shine.

"This gear...... Hey, there's something wrong with Lord Allen. "Abel is already looking at the picture for the third time, and every time he looks at it, he is amazed by Allen's genius idea.

Some orcs stared at the ratchet designed by Allen, and for the first time found that the sharp angles of the gears could be bent, and they immediately didn't understand Allen's thoughts.

"Abel, tell me, why do you make gears like this?"

Abel pointed to a line of small print next to the ratchet and said, "Isn't there a note here?" ”

A few orcs stared at each other with a look of confusion.

Abel patted his head and said with a smile: "I forgot that you are illiterate, let me briefly say that the ratchet designed by Lord Allen can only rotate in one direction, not reversed......"

After listening to this, all the blacksmiths savored it for a few minutes, and they all showed a look of admiration from the mountains, and sighed to themselves: "What a wonderful design, the innovative significance of this gear alone makes me want to stop, and I want to use a lathe to build a ratchet now." ”

After talking about the ratchet, another orc noticed another novelty accessory.

"This circle-like thing, what is this?"

"Spring, the full name is carbon spring steel, and the material is steel, which is a new word coined by Lord Allen."

Abel looked at the note next to him and muttered to himself, the expression on his face gradually changed to worship, as if he saw a volume of metallurgical relics, and he longed to bow down to it.

It mentions the percentage of carbon content and the percentage of manganese content, and as the best blacksmith in Datie Village, Abel, he can't understand this comment, and he feels that the whole person is confused.

At this time, an orc questioned: "Can steel be bent like this?" ”

"No, steel is made of iron, it can't be bent like this, right?"

"After bending like this, I guess it will break as soon as I press it, how can it bounce up." The orcs, who had never seen a spring, judged by their own experience.

"No, steel can really bend, and steel is really elastic, that's the charm of steel!" Abel replied with dark circles in his eyes.

Although he didn't know how to make spring steel, when it came to the characteristics of steel, he became very confident.

There is steel in Wangcheng, and the elasticity of steel is also the latest cutting-edge news, and ordinary blacksmiths really don't know it.

However, like the spring steel that bends round and round in Allen's design drawing, Abel is not sure.

"Damn, I don't understand it at all." After listening to Abel's explanation, an orc blacksmith felt that the whole person had become stupid.

"I know steel is elastic, but it's too perverted to bend like this, it's a miracle!" The blacksmiths couldn't believe it.

"I don't believe it either." Abel said so in his heart, but he did not dare to express his attitude openly.

Lord Allen has a full set of metallurgical industry knowledge, and the teaching effect is extremely high, and the big iron village is also backed by a large mine, Abel listened to Allen's lecture yesterday, and I feel that steel can really bend to such a point.

If he's not mistaken, it needs the help of some other mines, like manganese.

But there was too much knowledge in the lecture yesterday, and Alan just arrived, so he didn't study 100% seriously, so I don't know if that's the case.

The orc blacksmiths chattered and discussed, not believing that steel could be bent like this, and the doubts rose and fell, and then some orcs worried: "The Hidden Blade is not like an easy-to-use weapon like the Iron Sword, is it really useful to make it?" ”

Speaking of usefulness, everyone returns to the fanatical attitude of worshipping the strong:

"Lord Allen said he needed the Hidden Blade, and that is useful, and we must believe in Lord Allen's wisdom."

"That's right, whoever questions Lord Allen is questioning my vision!" Abel also broke free from the quagmire of doubt, and the whole person entered a state of fanatical worship.

The orcs, who naturally worship the strong, can make reason get out of the way for a while.

"Yesterday, Lord Allen's great course on metallurgical knowledge was so awesome, would anyone dare to question him?"

"No, of course not, I'm a big supporter of Lord Allen." The young blacksmith apprentice craned his neck and whispered.

He didn't dare to say that he had only learned a little, and now the whole person is still ignorant, after all, not every blacksmith has Abel's comprehension.

In short, Allen's Hidden Blade design accessories were too advanced, and the orcs did not believe that steel could be bent like this, but because of the majesty of the strong, they had to believe it.

As for the design of the lathe of the related process, it is still in Allen's mind, and even if the orcs are in a hurry, it is useless, so they can only wait for Allen to draw it.

……

Southern Mine.

"Lord Allen, are you going to inspect the mine, the mine road is dangerous, there are too many rude and lackluster orcs, I'll accompany you." A short stature, with a big belly, a cat-like orc with a drooping tail and a flattering face, is very enthusiastic.

"Not necessarily." Alan said lightly.

The chubby cat orc in front of him is a small landlord in Datie Village, named Orlando, with fifty acres of fertile land, dozens of orc slaves, and a very nourishing life, but I don't know which tendon in my brain today, it actually shook in front of Allen's eyes.

When he heard that he had abolished the cat slave economy, Orlando scolded someone in his house for a long time.

Alan didn't know these things, but there were too many enthusiastic people, and Alan knew.

"No, no, no, there are too many people in the mine who don't have long eyes, I'll accompany the village chief to take a look, and if someone doesn't have long eyes, I'll help you scare him."

Orlando secretly scolded Alan in his heart for being too cold, and peeked at the leon orcs guarding the mine road, his eyes rolled slightly, and he moved his brain.

The leonin orcs were a military force sent by Altair Town to guard the slaves, and their boss was Alan himself.

How would these leon orcs react if they learned of Allen's recent decree?

Thinking of this, the corners of Orlando's mouth rose slightly.