Mark's idea was for the Treants to carry a large battleship engine crew, and when it was time for the Treants to move through the water, the Treants would lie on the water, and the engine on the back would start the propellers to propel the Treants on the water.

Since the Treants themselves are wooden creatures, they have good buoyancy. The only problem now is to reduce the resistance when moving on the water, and to ensure that the engine crew and artillery do not become submerged in the water and scrapped.

Mark's whimsical idea, after Helena and the two master craftsmen demonstrated, was surprised to find that with the current level of technology of the Mechanicus Cult, it really had a trick.

Following the train of thought, the brains of the three of them were active.

Helena: "Carrying the engine crew for a long time? Why don't you just add an engine propeller backpack to the Treant? Take it off before the fight? ”

Konif: "Good idea. Incorporate things like rudders. ”

Yin Wanov: "What about repair and maintenance? ”

Konev: "Simple! If there are Heroic Spirits in other families, do we have the Mechanicus Cult? ”

The three of them were collectively silent, and suddenly looked at Mark a little embarrassed.

Mark waved his hand: "It's okay, you go on." ”

The Cult of the Mechanicus guys are crazier than many churches when it comes to breaking taboos. There is a so-called [Mechanical Angel] in the Cult of the Mechanicus.

Angels from other families are given divine power by the gods to maintain the existence of angels' spirits in the world. The so-called angels of the Cult of the Mechanicus are to keep soul stones and insert them into some mechanical bodies indiscriminately.

Of course, this is often the 'welfare' of high-level craftsmen who die of depression. Ordinary craftsmen with low spiritual power will not have this qualification.

Then, Mark saw the [Mechanical Angel].

He held his forehead.

How so?

This thing is like a Lori version of Minnie before it was transformed.

On the surface, there are mechanical dolls about half a person tall, and the mouth is the kind of loose-leaf opening and closing mouth, and the face is also a mechanical structure. Some of them are in disrepair and their faces are still painted, and if they are seen by mortals in the middle of the night, they will be scared half to death.

As for the pair of angel wings on their shoulder blades, forget it, it doesn't make people feel sacred at all.

The most outrageous thing is the machine soul in their mouth, to put it bluntly, that thing is spiritual power, or the obsession of these deceased craftsmen. They can use the power of the [Soul] to achieve the effect of flying in the air with a load of a certain weight.

For most mechanical angels, this weight is 200kg.

As long as they are instructed by high-level craftsmen, these mechanical angels can complete the complex repair and maintenance work within a certain range.

This outrageous 'setting' makes Mark feel like it's out of the blue.

"In principle, one Treant's propulsion engine backpack with two mechanical angels is enough. As for fuel, there is no way. Modern engines should be used as much as they should be. Yovanov said.

Seriously, if Mark hadn't brought in a bunch of tree men this time to make the two great craftsmen happy, they wouldn't have squeezed out their own mechanical angels to help.

After all, mechanical angels also have a service life, no matter how they are maintained, the [machine soul] will naturally weaken, and most of the mechanical days will be scrapped after less than 100 years of use. To put it bluntly, this is the high-level craftsman who has saved up before!

"Alright! The transformation project of the Treants is up to you. I don't ask about the process, I don't ask about the cost of money, I just want the result. On the premise of ensuring the safety of tree people's lives, we can do as much as we can. ”

"Yes!" The eyes of the three mechanical madmen narrowed into the shape of a crescent moon.

Playing mechanical, this kind of boss is the favorite.

Mark returned to the Caribbean from the Mechanics' workshop and immediately returned to working overtime in distress.

Right!

Overtime!

The aristocracy of this era focused all their talents on social interaction and scheming. I don't know anything about disaster management. Those internal affairs officials told them to collect taxes in peacetime, but once it comes to resource allocation or something, they will completely stop cooking.

Mark had to take over the management of the entire city, otherwise he wouldn't be able to allocate enough resources to the Mechanics Workshop.

Renovation requires resources, it is necessary to keep the steel mill open, it is necessary to ensure the supply of iron ore, but the workers need food supplies......

Now evil spirits are rampant, and there are still demons sneaking into the city to kill people and cause trouble. Externally, it is necessary to guard against the invasion of evil groups, and internally, it is necessary to clean up the fish that have slipped through the net in the city.

Hank's Knights were busy, and Vivien wanted to have a good time with Mark, but was called out again.

This has to keep the city running while the military is in charge, allowing the refugees to go to the mines, to work for relief or something.

The only one with some administrative ability is Rosalyn, who can help a little, and Mark experienced the hardships of being a father and a mother for the first time.

Mark was done, and it was already three o'clock in the evening.

As soon as he came out of the study, Mark saw Barbara sitting in the living room in a dancer suit, dozing off with her head propped up.

The god incarnates into a mortal sage form, but she doesn't really need sleep, she is bored and sleepy.

As soon as she saw Mark come out, she immediately woke up and jumped up lightly, revealing a face full of flattery.

"Mark, are you done? Do you want me to show you a dance? ”

Mark was tired, in fact, instinctively wanted to refuse, and his tone softened at the thought that Barbara was probably worried about whether he would keep his promise.

"It's good to have a shorter dance, and you don't need a soundtrack."

Barbara was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Okay." ”

As soon as Mark returned to the room and lay down, he saw Barbara rip off the drawstring of his white gauze robe with one hand, and the gauze robe immediately slid down to both sides like a curtain, revealing very Korean-style personal equipment.

The gorgeous scenery finally broke through the cover and appeared in the world.

It was a short and intense dance, and after Mark taught her a Korean dance of AOA, the goddess of dance was very attentive, and now that she was lucky enough to see it, Mark suddenly felt happy.

When the Han dance dances to the end, it is a solo dance of the goddess of dance.

……

"Barbara, how many soul fragments have you collected so far?" Mark stroked Barbara's wavy hair.

"I was exposed to 818 of them, but I fully accepted them, only 256. There are so many soul fragments that contain a lot of sorrow and madness, and I can't stand it. She said cautiously.

She didn't know why Mark was emphasizing this, but she instinctively felt that it had something to do with 'taking her away from Judgment Day and out of this world,' and it should be very important.

Of course, normal gods want to collect their own soul fragments, and even if they don't know what the benefits are, it must be that the more complete the soul, the better.

She really can't take it.

The resentful memories contained in many fragments made her almost have a nervous breakdown.

If collecting all the soul fragments is the only way to escape, then there is a high probability that she will go crazy before collecting them.

After all, throwing a speck of dust in a pool is a completely different thing than dropping a drop of water into a lump of dust.

Mark took out the [Eye of Agomoto]: "Looks like I'm going to do some rough blocking on the other 'you'." ”

"Well, I think they'll be willing to listen to you."