Chapter 274: Bion's 'Nemesis'
ps: Today's three watches
It took at least ten days for Horn to organize the fleet.
During this time, for the sake of secrecy, Rollin naturally couldn't go anywhere, so he stayed in the specially packed guest room on the top floor of the castle.
Of course, it's not that nothing has been done. After discussing the matter, Luo Lin learned about the situation of some people before, and Dai Wei became an intermediate magician and was moving towards the advanced level. Lu Fei and Selena have returned to the Moonlight Continent, supposedly to discuss trade with the Terrans, or more precisely, with Fix Island. Wild Wolf and the others became the chief of the castle guard, and the more than 30 warriors left behind that year, except for Langergo's Maple County in Lorraine, the other 30 people became the backbone of the new army on Fix Island.
The number of the new army is 15,000 people, not to mention the training process, the equipment is very good, and the combat strength should not be too bad.
The rest is food, last year was basically in the reclamation, so all the food was being consumed, the number of people pouring into Fix Island was too large, and the Prima family's food stock was not enough to consume, all relying on Luo Lin's secret support. But this year, the situation has stabilized, the newly reclaimed land is very fertile, and this month is a real harvest month.
Always, the shape shì is a great good. Rollin was very satisfied.
After resting for the night, early in the morning of the first day, he met the snake demon Nalosa again. Last time, Vianna said that she asked the snake demon to go to Maple Leaf County, but the time was too tight, and Narosa hadn't set off yet.
Narosa is still the same, which one is stronger than reading novels on her mobile phone? Outside the clothes of the mobile phone reading network, there is basically no change, and she was arranged by Vianna to come over, and when she saw Luo Lin, she was very surprised: "I was about to go to find you, but you came first." β
Rollin was standing at the floor-to-ceiling window of his room, looking out over the thriving docks. Wen Yan smiled: "Time flies so fast." This time. It's your last mission. β
Calculate the time. With less than two months to go, the original two-year commitment expires.
"The last one? Oh, it's been almost two years. "Narosa is a little abrupt, since Rollin became the Earl of Maple Leaf, the two are not in the same place, Narosa is basically unrestrained, she has almost forgotten about this stubble.
"And what is the mission this time?"
"We will organize a fleet to go south to the capes of the South China Sea. Nine times out of ten, there will be undead interceptions on the way, and I need a strong helper like you. β
The seafaring skills of this world are not superb. With the exception of ironclad warships and those who dared to sail far away, the average merchant ship had to follow the coastline, or a storm could wipe out the fleet.
And sailing offshore, you will inevitably pass by VendΓ΄me, and if the undead can't find it, there will be ghosts, and when the time comes, the two sides will inevitably fight.
Judging from the current intelligence, the undead do not have a fleet, so Rollin expects that there will be a blockade, but it should be dominated by air power. Rely on three ironclad battleships, then station a large number of musketeers and archers. Should be able to repel them.
"The undead? No problem. Narosa laughed.
"That's what it is. Prepare yourself. Also, don't let people know I'm on Fix Island. β
"Understood."
"By the way, call me the old man Bion." Rollin concluded.
Then Narosa left, and half an hour later, the alchemy master Bion came over, saw Luo Lin, was a little surprised, and then smiled: "I thought who was doing such a mystery." How do you have time to come? β
"Where is there free. I came here to do something. Rollin also smiled and asked, "How are you doing on this island?" β
"It was very pleasant. Let me tell you, I have recently researched a smoke potion, the effect of expelling the magic of death is wonderful, if it is used on the battlefield, the smoke together, the low-level undead will definitely fall in pieces, and the middle and high-level undead will be suppressed by Yan zhΓ²ng, the absolute nemesis of the undead. Bion didn't leave his line of words, he rubbed his hands, looking very excited.
Luo Lin suddenly became interested: "Oh, there is such a good thing. Is it harmful to the average person? β
He came to Biang to ask if there was any good potion, but he didn't expect him to speak first.
Although the smoke is easily dispelled by the mage with wind magic, what if there is no mage on the other side? If used on a large scale, it can definitely reduce the strength of the army of the undead by several percent.
"It's a little stimulus, it will make people's eyes hurt, but it's not strict, and it won't affect the combat effectiveness much. As soon as the smoke is gone, it can be restored. It's just a minor issue and I'll fix it with a little bit of improvement. Yes, it's just a minor issue. "Bion is very confident.
Rollin said, "How many finished products do you have?" β
"Finished product?" Bion shook his head again and again: "There is no finished product, I just got it, just a few bottles." β
"I'm in dire need of a batch, I'll be using it in about ten days, by then, how many will you be able to make?" Luo Lin said solemnly.
Seeing that Luo Lin's face was full of sternness, not like a joke, Beon also became serious: "The manufacture of this potion is a bit complicated, although I have a lot of apprentices now, but there are only three who can really help me with this potion." If you keep refining, you will be given up to 100 bottles after 10 days. β
The output of 10 bottles a day is really low enough.
"What about the potion smoke efficiency?" Rollin asked. The number is small, but if one bottle can form a fog, then a hundred bottles will be enough.
"I just got it out, and I can't tell. Why don't I get a bottle and try it? Bion said.
"Okay."
Bion hurried away, and hurried back, already with an extra bottle of potion with a liquid like milk, the mouth of which was tightly gagged with a tin-coated cork, and when he arrived, he asked, "Where to try?" β
"Let's try next door."
The two of them went to the next door, which was also a guest room, three meters high, fifty square meters in size, the windows were closed, but there was no decoration, no furniture, and it was empty.
Arriving here, closing the door, Bion shook the potion in his hand vigorously, and then smashed it on the ground.
There was a soft 'ping' sound, the potion bottle broke, and the potion spilled on the ground, touching the air, and then a puff of smoke rose up.
After a while, the whole room was filled with a faint mist, not very thick, and the effect of stimulating the eyes as Bion said was not strong, and Rollin stood in it, only feeling that his eyes were slightly astringent. It is a little less irritating than ordinary fire smoke.
But the fog is a bit thin. Visibility is estimated to be about 30 meters.
"The efficiency of the smoke is ok. But a hundred bottles is too little. Rollin shook his head.
In this effect, each ship must be filled with at least one oak barrel to ensure that the entire fleet and the surrounding sea are enveloped. A hundred bottles, maybe a lot for an individual, but for the fleet going south, it's almost like nothing.
But if you don't bring some of this kind of good thing, you are really a little unwilling, and Luo Lin asked again: "Is this potion material expensive?" β
"Okay, one bottle costs three gold coins."
"And how many apprentices should you have now?"
"More than seventy. Alchemists have a lot of menial work, and there are always too many apprentices. Bion smiled.
"Everybody knows the basics of alchemy?"
"Yes, I've had them all taught." Bion was a little puzzled, not knowing what Rollin wanted to do.
"And how many steps does it take for you to use this potion?" Rollin asked again.
"Five steps...... No, ten steps...... I don't know, depending on how you break it down. β
Rollin is going to help Bion improve his alchemy efficiency, and if he prepares now, he should be able to get the first batch of finished products in ten days.
How to improve efficiency, the principle is very simple, division of labor!
He thought about it. He said, "I'll mention a subdivision of the criteria. Two requirements, first: each step only needs a minimum of basic actions. For example, a simple action of pouring water. For example, observe the temperature, and when the temperature is right, it is responsible for extinguishing the heating flame. Second, make sure that everyone doesn't have to run back and forth, they just need to stand in place. With these two requirements, how many steps do you need to take? Rollin asked.
This stumped Bion, and he meditated on it, and found it complicated, so he said, "I need pen and paper, write it." β
The two went back to the room where Rollin lived, and after getting the paper, Bion began to write and draw the steps of refining the potion on the paper, while Rollin watched.
After about half an hour, Bion sorted out the standard steps, and then subdivided them little by little according to the criteria given by Rollin, and Rollin proposed the proposal next to him. In the end, the refining process of this 'necromancer's fuming potion was subdivided into sixty steps.
By this time, without Rollin saying, Bion had already understood his intentions: "You mean, let an apprentice be in charge of one of the steps, and then combine them to refine the potion?" β
"Yes."
"With all due respect, I don't see the advantage of doing so, even though the job of each apprentice is so simple that any ordinary person can do it. It is nothing more than lowering the requirements of alchemy on personnel. β
"It also greatly speeds up the efficiency of refining." Rollin is not surprised, Bion is just an alchemist, he can't see the mystery of doing this, it's not surprising, the times limit his vision.
"I can't see it." Bion shook his head: "You can summarize the reasons for improving efficiency?" β
"I have three reasons." Rollin smiled, "First, I've visited the dwarven armory workshop, and I've found that they follow a similar approach. Of course, they didn't divide it so finely, and in this way, a team of ten blacksmith apprentices made fifty iron swords in one day! β
"Fifty? Are you sure you're not telling a lie? "Bion is a master, although he specializes in alchemy, he still has common sense, such as the blacksmith on the island of Fix, who is a rare good hand at striking a sword a day. If you want him to fight five times a day, then it is better to kill him.
"Am I going to play a joke like that with you?" Rollin laughed.
"No, it won't." Bion was still skeptical, he believed that Rollin would not talk nonsense, but he did not believe in the terrible speed of forging the sword, and he even suspected that Rollin had been hit by some kind of dwarf illusion magic at that time.
Rollin gave the second reason: "The dwarven method of forging swords has inspired me a lot, and I have thought about it carefully and summed up two reasons, first, first, everyone will complete the work repeatedly, and they will become more and more proficient, faster, and better. β
"I agree with that." Bion nodded, a movement that has been repeated for a long time, although boring, but it will become instinctive.
"Second, everyone is basically standing still, his work will not be interrupted by walking around, and his time will not be wasted inexplicably. A person suddenly moves from one job to another, it takes a time to adapt, this time is quite long, chatting a few words, complaining a few words, skillfully getting started, warming up the instrument, and when he is fully in the state, maybe half an hour will pass. Then for half an hour, his efficiency is very low, and he almost does nothing. β
Bion listened carefully and felt that it made some sense, but he couldn't fully understand it, so he could only nod and say, "Then I'll go back and give it a try." β
"Hurry up and try. I'm going to use it in ten days, and the more of it, the better. β
"I know. I'll get back to work. Bion was full of doubts, but as soon as he turned and walked a few steps, he stopped again: "If you do this, you will change a lot of things." I'm afraid that the fee offered to me by the Count of Primmore will not be enough. β
"You let it go, how much money does it cost, tell me, I'll figure it out." Rollin Road.
"Okay." With this sentence, Bion was completely relieved.
He is one of the few people on Fix Island who knows the truth. Fix Island nominally belongs to the Primmore family, but the real master is neither the dragon guardian Vianna, nor the powerful chief Horn, nor the minor lord, but this Maple Leaf Earl, who is thousands of miles away. (To be continued......) R1292