"Gunpowder is a very great invention, and I think it contributed far more to science than high-speed bronze gears. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

In a small classroom of more than 30 people, the gray-haired Menshevik professor stood on the podium and roared.

"Professor, I don't agree with you! High-speed bronze gears are the cornerstone of Normregen technology. A midget girl jumped on her desk and retorted.

"You're a mechanical Soni too." The Menshevik professor said with some hurt.

"Long live the Big Cogs Party!" The girl named Suni shouted.

"Long live the Big Cogs Party! Gear goblins go play dirt bombs with goblins. The students in the classroom responded.

Loria sat in the corner of the last row of classrooms by the door, her desks and chairs made for the 'masters'.

Is this a divergence between dwarf tech and goblin tech, it looks interesting. Loria held her chin in her hands and watched the excitement with pleasure.

"Ahem...... Be quiet and don't discuss things that are not related to the course. In addition, the school has a policy that contact discussions on academic issues are prohibited during class. After a wrench on the door of the head, I don't know who threw it, the Menshevik professor who was the first to provoke the problem of chemistry rubbed his head and said.

"Inferior gunpowder is the most elementary existence of gunpowder, who can answer me about its raw materials and processing procedures." In order to liven up the atmosphere, the Menshevik professor casually asked a basic question.

Standing on the podium, he glanced at the students in the classroom, but saw that everyone turned their faces away from him with disdain, perhaps disdainful of such a simple question, or perhaps still angry at the argument just now.

Damn, these first-year stinky little imps. Just as the Menshevik professor was thinking this, he saw Loria in the last row with her hands in her hands and shining eyes.

She's a good child, but she's a quiet and gentle child, and she must be able to understand the charm of gunpowder and bombs. Looking at Loria sitting on a special table and chair with a smile on her face, the old Menshevik professor opened the roster and found it.

"Loria, please answer my question, if you answer correctly, you will get one point for the final exam." The Menshevik professor decided to give a point to this pleasing girl.

"Hey!" The first-year students did not expect that there would be benefits, and after being surprised, they expressed regret and disappointment.

The final exams at Gear University are very rigorous, and maybe one point can determine whether the final grade is an A+ or A, or maybe a point can save an F to a D.

"Huh?" Looking at the Menshevik professor who was staring at her with a relieved expression, Loria turned her head to look behind the empty person and stood up helplessly.

"Ahh Well... Not... ......"What are the materials and production methods of gunpowder, come to think of it, Miss Loria, you come from an era when liberal arts monks could make steam engines and cannons...... Before the crossing, Loria, who was a stupid science monk, roared in her heart.

"Don't be nervous, Loria-san." The Menshevik professor comforted.

Omniscient Du Niang, please give me strength. Loria decided to follow the sage's teachings of 'ask Du Niang if you don't decide on internal affairs, and ask Du Niang if you don't decide on foreign affairs', and prayed sincerely to Du Niang in her heart.

Pregnant! The budding Loria confidently puffed up her small chest and said fluently

"Gunpowder is made by mixing sulfur powder, charcoal powder and potassium nitrate in the ratio of stoichiometry 'one sulfur, two nitrate and three charcoal'." With that, as she stretched out her index finger, Loria narrowed her eyes and smiled sideways.

The answer is perfect! The last selling moe is perfect! One point in the account!

There was silence all around......

"Ahem...... Have a seat. The Menshevik professor said embarrassedly, turning away from Loria, and manipulating his robotic arm to write on the blackboard.

"We all know that inferior gunpowder is ground from an inferior stone, and when the temperature exceeds 140 degrees, it ignites, and has no effect other than smoke, and then we need a standard linen, yes, linen, with silk it has no effect, of course, you can use inferior gunpowder as a dye on wool ... We need a piece of linen to filter out the large particles of impurities in the inferior gunpowder, and we will be able to obtain the inferior explosives in a ratio of about 2:1...... Let's explore the chemical properties of low-quality explosives......"

It's all the world's fault, and it has nothing to do with Loria.

Loria, who had a red face, was burying her head in her notebook and making notes.,While blaming the fault on a certain girl in the 3rd class of the 1st year of Sakakino School Park.。

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"Here's the homework, go back to your own workshop and try to improve the inferior explosives, you can add any proportion, any material you can think of. Well, charcoal and sulfur can also be given a try. After that, I wrote an experiment report and handed it to me in chemistry class next week. After the Menshevik professor finished speaking, he quickly fled the classroom with the wrench that had attacked him earlier.

At this time, the bell rang for the end of class.

"Don't run! Let you taste the Bushwick Iron Fist of the Big Cogs Party. All the dwarf students instantly pulled out the murder weapons that had been prepared long ago from various places - wrenches, hammers, electric drills, and small! Cut! Knife! ——After that, he chased him out violently.

"Hmm...... Library Library. Loria muttered in the empty classroom.

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After leaning over the large pile of books in her arms and putting them on the borrowing and returning desk, Loria looked at the level 99 librarian and thought

Is this a hidden boss, how did you get to such a high level?

For the gnomes who have lived in peace for a long time, most of the ordinary citizens are of low rank, and the only high ranks are almost entirely concentrated in the Council of Craftsmen - a group of the most brilliant inventors, scientists, and engineers who rule the institution of Nomorigan.

"Little girl, this is my new book, let me read it to you." The kind librarian, whose teeth had fallen out and his face was wrinkled, handed over a novel and said vaguely.

"Ah, thank you." Taking the book with the words 'Gang Da Mu Series 150th Anniversary Edition - Charya's Reverse Thrust' on the cover, Loria put it in a silk pouch that she was carrying cross-body along with the books she borrowed from the library. ①

I see, write a novel......

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Standing in front of the door of Nanorca's workshop, Loria knocked softly on the door, and after hearing the sound of a trot, she quickly pulled a wrench from her waist and held it tightly in her hand.

"Welcome ......" The blonde Lorian Linse, who opened the door, saw Loria standing at the door with a wrench held high, and she sat on the ground in a startled manner and asked in a trembling voice

"You...... What do you want? ”

Loria pinned the wrench back to the big bow belt, walked into the workshop, and crouched down in front of An Linse, and said to her with a sweet smile

"It's nothing, Sister Anlinse, I'm just checking the tools, and I really didn't mean to put you down with a wrench before you closed the door."

That's what you mean, looking at the wrench on Loria's waist, An Linse, who was powerless, swallowed her words back.

"Is Sister Nanoka at home?" Loria asked, squinting her eyes.

"No, it's not there, if it's okay, go back." An Linse made a driving motion with her hands.

"Oh, since Sister Nanorka isn't here......" Hearing this, Loria stood up holding her knees together, and in the process of standing up, An Linse hugged her head and screamed.

Loria turned and walked to the door, and just as Ann Linse breathed a sigh of relief, she closed the door inside.

“...... Let's make some fun games. Putting her hand on the doorknob, Loria said with her back to Angelinse.

"Huh? Huh! ”

"Hum ......"

"Don't, don't come here......"

"Hehehehehehehe......"

"Help, help. Stocka, help me! ”

"It's so soft, Sister An Linse, hehe, hehe, he."

"Uh......h Woo...... Stoka ...... Help ....."

"Don't worry, Sister An Linse, it won't hurt very much, close your eyes and it will pass soon...... Hey, hey, hey. ”

"Don't!"

Listening to the crackling sound and screams coming from downstairs, Stocka on the second floor of the workshop hid under the bed.

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For a long time, the crackling sound continued, and An Linse's screams had completely silenced. Conscience finally triumphed over fear, and Stocka trembled and walked down the second floor.

I saw the blonde Lori lying on the ground with empty eyes, and a line of tears flowed from the corner of her right eye.

An Linse muttered mechanically in a low voice

"The Queen's Pride...... The Queen's Pride ....."

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And the pink-haired Lori is riding on top of An Linse and is spanking her ass with a wrench.

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Storka's dog face turned red instantly, although he was a pink-haired demon king, but after all, he was still a Lori, and he wanted to be embarrassed by himself.

Stocka, who is full of self-reproach, holds back tears of remorse and deeply repents for using the complex thoughts of adults to speculate on the little game between two Lori's childlike friends.

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