Chapter Ninety-Five: You Are Not Idle Eaters
Although Hash is an undead and his brain spins slowly, it doesn't mean that he is willing to suffer. Even in the world, there are always some people who are stupid but think they are smart, they don't want to eat at all, and they have to be more serious about everything. Hashing is undoubtedly like this. He straightened his eyes and asked suspiciously, "Your Excellency, how do you prove that this is true?"
Lu Jingzhi spread his hands and said, "If you don't believe it, we might as well try." β
Hash turned his head to look at the Grand Commander, and seeing that she did not object, he thought it was acquiescence, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then it will be as the Magician wishes." β
Tilly couldn't afford to object. She has studied the spell contract for decades, but she has not been able to seal the spell in a cloth bag and let others use it. Although her bell can also work on the undead, it is risky to face the undead of the knight rank. If it is a high-ranking knight, then the winning side is only five or five points. Like Lu Jingzhi who said that she could kill the undead below the high level in seconds, she almost didn't believe it. This is almost based on the loud bang outside the camp a few days ago, if such a loud noise can be triggered at will, then what Lu Jingzhi said must be true.
Just in this half-belief, Lu Jingzhi had already invited her and the Hash Knight to go out of the camp to watch the demonstration of high-level magic. Dozens of meters outside the camp gate, a large pit appeared in front of him. Could it be that they had made it with that huge movement before?" Tilly didn't say anything, but the impact in her heart was bigger than the big hole. Could it be that they had mastered some new spells? No way! But as a Dead Master, she knew the taboo of this: she couldn't listen to other people's spells at will.
Lu Jingzhi had already taken the cloth bag in his hand at this time, put it in a bowl of water beside him and soaked it for a while, took it out and tore open a piece of parchment paper, handed it to Hashi, pointed to the distance, and said, "Mr. Knight, please throw it out hard." β
I didn't know why, but I still threw the cloth bag in my hand far away. I saw that the cloth bag flew out more than 40 meters, fell to the ground and rolled twice, and then exploded violently with a loud bang. A large area of soil was blown up to a height of more than ten meters. When the dust settled, and when I looked closely, there was already a shallow pit with a diameter of two meters.
Lu Jingzhi whispered to Tangtang: "It seems that the proportion is still wrong." If we throw it ourselves, we can't throw it that far, and we may get hurt. β
Tangtang hummed quietly, not daring to speak, for fear that he would say the wrong thing and make Brother Jing's slave business ruined for the first time in his life.
Hash stared openly, not knowing what to say, and even Tilly was taken aback by the effect. This power was definitely the power of the spell, and she saw the phenomenon of elemental reactions. But what is needed to achieve this effect?
"This ...... It's not a dead spell. Tilly asked Lu Jingzhi.
"Of course not!" Lu Jingzhi replied, "I call it...... Chemistry. "Yes, this is also chemistry, except that the basic units of chemistry here are not atoms and molecular clusters, but elements. If his chemistry teacher had heard him say that the elements were earth, air, fire, water, and life, he would have been so angry that he would have been beaten to the ground, but this world, this world dominated by the undead, was like that.
Hash rubbed his chin, closed his mouth, and said, "Your Excellency, Honorable Magician, may I ask, how many more of these things do you have?"
Lu Jingzhi took out two more from his pocket, handed them to him, and said, "How many human slaves do you have?" His original intention was to ask how many human slaves there were, and he would exchange as many grenades as he wanted, but the hash misunderstood the meaning, and hurriedly replied: "You actually have two high-level magic of this kind, and my slaves are afraid that they are not enough to change...... I only have two dozen disobedient human captives and two obedient human slaves, and I don't know if you are satisfied? If not, my servant has also brought two human slaves from home...... I can still buy it, yes, I can buy more human slaves to exchange with you. β
Hash said so much, Lu Jingzhi couldn't interject at all, but the more he listened, the happier he became, so he simply stopped and let Hash finish talking by himself. Hash thought that Lu Jingzhi was too little, so he desperately increased the weight, and in the end, he made a deal at a price of almost fifteen slaves for a grenade.
"Your Excellency, Honorable Magician, you have been so generous. Hash said gratefully, "If you can still make this magic, please be sure to sell it to me, the price is negotiable." β
Lu Jingzhi smiled: "It's not enough for this price, but you have to give me human food too, otherwise I won't be able to feed so many people." β
Hash naturally agrees that he is an undead and cannot eat human things, and as long as he has a servant, it is the same whether he wants human slaves or not. As for the future, if you can go back to the castle and walk around your own estate, there will be as many human slaves as you want. The two high-level magic in his hand, one of which he kept for self-defense, and the other who sold it, might be worth hundreds of gold coins.
This human trafficking transaction ended like this, and the two sides happily handed over what they needed each other, and then Lu Jingzhi went back with the people.
Thirty people, more than twenty of whom had just been caught, were still tied with ropes. When they saw that it was the little human boy who was leading them, they were relieved. Knowing that he could speak English, MΓΌller asked, "Where are we going, boy?"
Lu Jingzhi smiled: "Of course, follow me to where I live." "He no longer lives in a tent in the middle army, and Tilly has pulled two tents for him and the humans he bought. He arranged for him to live in one room with Sugar Candy, and the slaves to live in one room with them. As for how the twenty-six male soldiers and four female slaves lived, it was not for him to worry about. Fortunately, these soldiers were strictly disciplined, and although they were untied, nothing ugly happened.
The next day, Lu Jingzhi gathered them together and said, "I bought you back, not so that you can eat idle food, starting today, you have to learn how to work for me." If anyone is disobedient, I don't mind hanging him on a pole at the camp gate to blow the wind. Maybe one day when it dries out, the rope can't be tied up, and it falls off. The twenty or so soldiers were so bold that they didn't take his threat seriously, but the four slave girls who had come from Hashi and his men were frightened.
Lu Jingzhi arranged for the four people to go to learn from Tangtang how to pour out the clay tube with a mold first, and after seeing the four women coming out of the tent, he said to Mule and the others: "I know that you are also from civilized society, and so am I." But we are all captives now, but I'm in a slightly better position than you. If you are willing to cooperate with me, I will try to protect you from harm. If you don't want to cooperate, you can try to escape from here, I won't stop you. But I'm guessing you can't outrun the tireless undead horses. β
Mule and the others also knew that what he said was the truth, so they all nodded and expressed their willingness to cooperate. Among them, some people also had the idea of kidnapping Lu Jingzhi and asking him to take him out of this strange place. However, hearing him say that even he was a captive, although he may not be fully convinced, it also makes people feel that the value of holding him hostage is not great.
Lu Jingzhi didn't know what these people thought, but he knew that these people must be unwilling, so he said: "As long as you are willing to help me, as soon as we have the opportunity, we will escape together." β
Seeing that there was no better way, Mueller agreed to temporarily aggrieved and cooperate with Lu Jingzhi to seek stability.
"If one of us is killed, I will take your life. Mueller whispered to Lu Jingzhi.
Lu Jingzhi looked at him with idiot eyes for a while, and said, "Take care of your people, don't run away without permission, otherwise you may even die for me." At that time, you don't need to kill, naturally there will be undead spirits. β
Mueller nodded, indicating that he agreed with Lu Jingzhi's statement.
The use of compasses and rulers is the basic skill of modern people, Lu Jingzhi did not train this knowledge at all, but only talked about the basic principles of drawing, but did not talk about the role of graphics. More than 20 strong guys are lying on the simple wooden platform to draw, and it is quite touching to think about it. However, in this way, the production speed has increased a lot. Although the young men were very uncomfortable drawing pictures with their hands that were used to holding guns, Lu Jingzhi didn't care that they were slow learners. Those who painted the worst were sent to do carpentry. They would cut the wood out of the mountains, cut it thin, planed it flat, and finally cut it into small pieces for the more standard drawing. Those who have drawn the good ones draw the simple collection and storage of the spell figures, set them aside to absorb the elements, and then judge which one is full and can be used by the sugar sugar. With all the manpower being used, the number of grenades produced has been increased to 30 a day, and the speed of preparation of the projectile body and raw materials has increased.
Lu Jingzhi is quite satisfied with this speed, but he still feels that there is room for improvement. So he tried to find out what everyone was best at, and then refined the work down to each process. For example, if someone is good at using a compass to make multiple equal parts, he will draw polygons with inscribed and inscribed polygons, if he is good at carving, he will carve out the spell deed drawn by others on clay, and if he is good at carving figures on wood, he will carve the incantation deed on the wood according to the sketch drawn by the illustrator. In short, do the division of labor according to the perspective of good work, and do not let one fall into inefficient labor because of his negligent management. As a result, production efficiency has more than doubled, with 62 to 66 grenades a day.
"Brother Jing, you are so powerful. Tangtang admired Lu Jingzhi with star-shaped eyes, and Lu Jingzhi smiled: "Now you believe it," pointing to his head, "Your brother Jing survives on this." Sugar Candy snorted and said, "I have believed it a long time ago." β
The challenge now is not how to produce grenades, but how to store and carry them. If it is not stored well and accidentally crushes the clay-shaped cartridge body, it will lose its ability to detonate. If you can't carry it, you can't just throw the grenade here one day when Tilly says she's going to march, right?
Speaking of this, MΓΌller had an idea: "Son, I have an idea, you know the ten cars we threw on the road, they were all made of light and strong materials. It's just bad on the way. If you can fix them, you can go anywhere. β
That being said, but even this group of guys who rely on the car to eat can't do anything, what can Lu Jingzhi do?
Can Mueller's car be repaired? How will Lu Jingzhi carry these grenades? I want to know what will happen next, and see how it will be broken down next time.