Charles didn't know that the set of construction books he had made without sleeping for a few days had a greater impact on the dwarves than the elves and tyrants came to throw money around.

At that time, when he wrote, he seemed to have entered a very mysterious realm, and the books he used to read to pass the time because there was no computer on the construction site all came out of his head one by one.

Later, he wanted to see what books or other things he could remember, but he never got into that state again.

He also made a special trip to him to discuss the publication of these books, and Charles sold the rights to the books to the Temple of Forge for a symbolic price of one gold coin of Orley.

Fortunately, the skills of parchment printing are pointed out in this world, otherwise these books are really difficult to disseminate. Although parchment printing was introduced, the high cost of parchment itself still limited the circulation of books.

Charles could only "hehe" about this, especially after he learned about the various temples of the largest publisher on the mainland, he "hehe" even more.

For the next few days, Edward presided over the tenders, and Charles disappeared with the Wright sisters all day.

Now the dwarven excavator project is still under limited secrecy, and Edward and the others don't know that Charles and the elf sisters are circling around the excavator all day long, and they think that he is traveling with the United States.

After the Wright sisters became famous at the banquet that day, the introduction of technology from the Markrose Group went smoothly, and they got the matter done in two days.

Now Charles has decided to increase his investment in excavators, which must have a wide range of applications in the war between elves and fishmen.

Not to mention the excavator's other systems, the freshly baked wind turbines from Macros Power allow the dwarves who push the cab around to rest.

Today is the day of experimentation with a new steering system, and He Dou Dagger stands by with a black face as he watches the Wright sisters connect the magic circuit to two wind turbines. He only glanced at the wind turbine and saw the principle, but he didn't think of any way, this kind of wind turbine that he called "can be made by just catching a child" has been patented by the elves.

The two wind turbines brought by the Wright sisters were trial-produced before they came with Charles, and the core components such as the impeller still need to be optimized, but they are barely usable.

The bottom of the excavator cab has been modified, a large gear ring has been welded to the bottom of the cab, and two wind turbines with different steers are fixed on the platform, and the cab is rotated by gears.

As the driver presses the pedal, a huge air flow gushes out of the air outlet of the wind turbine, and the cab slowly turns clockwise, then the driver changes pedals and presses, and the cab turns counterclockwise again.

"It's done. Charles breathed a sigh of relief, "The next step is to optimize the design." ”

Going from zero to one is the hardest, and now that you have taken the first step, the road ahead will be easy.

The Wright sisters stayed behind to continue researching the matching of wind turbines with excavators, and Charles was taken back to his office by the Dagger.

He Dou Dagger's office is luxurious, worthy of his status as a pope. It's just the furnishings inside...... Almost all of them are made of steel. In addition to a large piece of the wall covered by a curtain, various shelves were placed with swords, armor, bearings, and other items.

"Remember when you were kidnapped?" asked Charles in a deep voice.

"Of course I do. Charles replied.

He Dou Dagger was silent for a moment and said, "The Court of the Gods will begin to judge that gang and the buyer on March 21, that is, on the day of the spring equinox. ”

He Dou Dagger didn't say anything about this Charles almost forgot about it, at first he was a little concerned about it, but now that the court has not been held for half a year, he has lost interest in it.

At this time, Charles found that He Dou Dagger's face was not good, so he cautiously asked, "Your Majesty, is there something wrong?"

It's okay that Charles didn't ask, but when he asked, He Dou Dagger spread his hands exaggeratedly, and shouted loudly in an indifferent tone: "Problem? What's the problem? There is no problem, there is nothing to do with us, where is the problem?"

Charles opened his mouth wide in shock, this amount of information is a bit large, this time the court of gods actually did not forge the temple or anything. He still remembered that when he was pushing for this, the Forge Temple was involved in it.

He Dou Dagger calmed down after gasping for a few breaths there, and then said a little helplessly: "Forget it, it's not a matter of once or twice that we don't see each other. ”

He stepped out of the couch and walked to the window, looking out at the factory area in the distance.

After a while, He Dou Dagger asked Charles, "Do you know why the vast majority of believers in the God of Forging are dwarves?"

"Because dwarves are good at forging metal?" Charles asked.

Looking out the window, he shook his head, and then said in a low voice, "Because other gods don't accept us." ”

Charles almost didn't hear what He Dou Dagger said, and he asked suspiciously, "Why is this happening?"

"It's no secret. He Dou Dagger turned back to Charles and said, "Because before the beginning of the Divine Calendar, we dwarves were trying to make weapons that could slay gods. ”

Charles blinked, thinking to himself that the dwarves were so ambitious, and it was no wonder that they were not treated by the gods at first.

At this time, He Dou Dagger's voice became low again, "If it weren't for the fact that the God of Forging was also unpopular, maybe the dwarves would have become unbelievers." ”

Charles's attention was elsewhere, and he asked, "Your Majesty, is there really a weapon that can kill a god?"

He Dou Dagger shrugged his shoulders, "Who knows, although there are broken godheads in this world, no one knows how they are broken. Even if we made a weapon like that, there would be no god for us to try. ”

Charles was speechless for a while, thinking about it, he couldn't say that he had got his weapon and asked Reimu to stab him twice to see if he could stab him to death.

At this time, He Dou Dagger's eyes suddenly flashed, and he whispered to Charles: "However, we are not clueless, our ancestors once made a 'Slime Sword', and it is said that the sword was feared by the gods. ”

Looking at He Dou Dagger's slightly excited expression, Charles quietly got up from the sofa and prepared to run, for fear that the next divine punishment would fall from the sky.

Charles had to remind him, "Your Majesty, you are the Pope. ”

"Ahem!" He Dou Dagger found himself a little out of shape, "I was snoring just now, don't care." ”

There was no legendary divine punishment from the sky, and Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

As a result, He Dou Dagger said to him: "How is it, do you want to see what that sword looks like?"

At this moment, the cold sweat on Charles's head broke out vigorously.

He Dou Dagger pulled Charles to the wall covered by the curtain, and then pulled the curtain open.

Behind the curtain is a painting of a samurai holding a longsword glowing red, yellow, and blue in the sky, confronting a purple slime in the middle of the sky.

Charles's eyes widened for he had seen the sword. When he was in Queen Maxwell's dream, he used this sword to fight the final boss.

He Dou Dagger looked at the "Sword of Slime" on the portrait with a hot gaze on the side, and said: "Two thousand years ago, the forger of this sword was only one step away from being completed, but the last step could not be broken through. Later, after spending all his savings on the sword, he sold it to a king, and the sword disappeared not long after. It is said that the country of the king who bought it fell after a decade or so. ”

Charles couldn't remember how he had left the Dagger office, and he was stunned by the huge message.

After he pulled out of the office, He Dou Dagger sat down on the sofa, exhaled a long breath, and then muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "Philip, I hope you have made the right choice." ”