The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 23 Russell's Manuscript
"and many more!"

Upton danced and said a lot, and Aiwen felt dizzy when he heard it, but he also caught a trace of important information from it, and remembered what Ikanser said before.

"The manuscript of Emperor Roselle? What is that?"

Hearing this, Upton froze for a moment, then quickly got up and ran to the desk next to the wall of the laboratory, picked up a thick book of elementary mechanical knowledge, and dug out a yellowed blueprint from it.

Holding it carefully in his hand as if on a pilgrimage, he walked up to Ai Wen.

Looking at the strange appearance of the other party, Ivan did not reach out to pick it up, but got up and moved to Upton's side to take a rough glance.

But just this one glance made him freeze in place.

There is no mark on the yellowed paper, but whether it is on the frame of the inverted triangle, the heavy beam that prevents children from reaching the pedals.

Still in front of the handlebar, a basket similar to mosaic.

Or the mud tiles that are only outlined in two semicircles on the wheels, all of which show that compared to my scribbled drawings, it is a real...bicycle, a [-]-bar with a crossbeam!
"He even drew a headlight!"

Looking at the small black circle under the car basket in the blueprint, Ai Wen suddenly felt in a trance. Some memory details that had been sleeping for thousands of years seemed to be showing signs of recovery.

"Is there...a lot of Emperor Roselle's manuscripts?" His voice suddenly became a little hoarse, and his chest trembled slightly.

"En!" Upton nodded quickly: "This copy was given to me by Captain Ikanser, and the others are kept at the church headquarters."

"In addition, there is the notebook of Emperor Roselle. It is rumored that the most important secret of the emperor's life is recorded on it. Unfortunately, because of the strange writing on it, no one has been able to decipher the secret inside."

"Notes, diary, text..."

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration made Ivan's heart beat a few times quickly.

"The notes you mentioned are also kept in the church headquarters?"

"Not really." After a little thought, Upton shook his head seriously.

"After the death of Emperor Roselle, his notes were snapped up, and later turned into collections because they could not be read. Although the church has tried to collect the original, there are still many manuscripts on the market that are difficult to distinguish between true and false."

With that said, Upton raised his finger and pointed to the direction next door to the laboratory.

"Actually, even in our library, there are several pages of manuscript collections."

Hearing this, the messy memories suddenly made Aiwen feel bulging pain on both sides of his head from time to time, and the emotional fluctuations made unknown whispers come from his ears.

Squeezing the space between his brows, he suppressed his irritability, nodded with his usual expression, and didn't say much.

Because he knew that regardless of whether Roselle's notes belonged to what he had imagined, he could not be too eager and could only search for them in private.

The behavior of secretly matching with Roselle's manuscript is already eye-catching enough. If people doubt that they can understand Roselle's notes, it may lead to some bad consequences and break the current fragile relationship.

After all, this world is not materialistic, there are a large group of extremely special beings, and he has long since lost the powerful body of the original body, and his spiritual energy has become very unstable.

During the time when Ivan was thinking secretly, Upton had carefully put the copy of Russell's manuscript back into the book.

Then he quickly took out new materials and tools, and started beating.

"It doesn't take so much effort."

After recovering, Ivan pointed to the wheelbarrow that had been discarded aside, and said to Upton who looked up at him:

"As I said before, your design is actually very good. With a little modification, you can only make a unique bicycle."

While speaking, he stepped forward to pick up the discarded parts and started to assemble it. Seeing this, Upton hurriedly put down the tools in his hand and stepped forward to help.

In this way, the two of them kept busy for two full hours.

The dismantled girder on the unicycle is broken into triangles, and a beam is added to it to increase stability, and the iron bar is bent and riveted to the hub to make another new wheel of the same size.

Then use the existing chains and gears on the shelf, combined with the pedals, to complete the transmission mechanism, and apply specially refined animal fat for lubrication.

Seeing that the bicycle has gradually taken shape, Upton, whose eyes are full of light, couldn't help but admire Ivan.

"it's beautiful!"

"Mr. Stimson, you are a genius!"

Hearing the sound, after installing the seat on the bicycle, Aiwen smiled reluctantly at Upton, whose eyes were about to burst into stars: "I just offered some suggestions, and most of the things on it are yours. A masterpiece, isn't it?"

To be honest, a bicycle that can only lie on the ground because it has no legs for the time being is actually not beautiful, or it should be said to be ridiculously ugly.

First of all, it is not perfect. There are no ratchet discs and pawls on the rear wheel bearings, which are the essence of bicycles. Even the "butter" used to lubricate the chain and bearings is something extracted from animal fat.

Because of oxidation, it is more likely to deteriorate and corrode metals. Similarly, it cannot withstand high temperatures, and any lubrication for motor vehicles must be scrapped on the spot.

Of course, it does not mean that bio-grease cannot be used as lubricating oil at all, but it is a technology used to save environmental protection when the industry has developed to a certain level. Its cost is high and the process is cumbersome, which is far from something that can be considered at the current level of civilization. .

Secondly, there are no brakes on the bicycle, no mud tiles, no front basket, and no rear seat.

The most important thing is that its girders are riveted by hand. Because the technology is not exquisite enough, it looks loose and loose, which makes people doubt whether the quality is reliable.

"There is still a lack of a welding machine!" Ai Wen couldn't help sighing secretly when he mentioned the loose bicycle on the ground.

The so-called welding technology is still welding in essence, because the development of technology includes electric welding, gas welding, laser welding, friction welding, argon arc welding, submerged arc welding, ion welding, ultrasonic welding and so on.

Of course, in this day and age, none of these are available.

Some are just casting welding, brazing and forging welding, these ancient and cumbersome processes.

In layman's terms, it is to find a furnace, melt the joints of metal materials, and then find a hammer to knock them together. It is impossible to weld large welds, which is extremely backward.

Seeming to see Ivan's doubts, Upton, who was also squatting next to him, suddenly got up and ran straight out of the mechanical laboratory.

About a quarter of an hour later, the door of the laboratory was pushed open again, and Ikanser, who was holding two metal lunch boxes in his arms and whose head was like a chicken coop, suddenly walked in.

Seeing this, Aiwen, who was squatting on the ground and fiddling with the bicycle, didn't get up, but nodded slightly.

As soon as he entered the door, Ikanser, who was attracted by the bicycle on the ground, immediately showed a shocked expression on his pretending serious face.

Looking at Ivan, pointing at the unfinished bicycle on the ground, he asked in surprise, "I heard from Upton that you are very knowledgeable... This is what you did?"

"I'm just offering some suggestions, and to be precise, these are Upton's masterpieces."

Ivan spread his hands and pointed to Upton who was carrying a dark yellow wooden suitcase and walked into the laboratory.

Hearing that Aiwen gave himself the credit again, Upton widened his eyes and was about to refute, but suddenly saw the other party staring at him expressionlessly.

Immediately, he shuddered violently, his cheeks flushed, and he stammered:

"Yes, it is the result of the hard work of the two of us."

"Well, humility is a virtue!" Standing between the two of them, Ikanser was silent for a while, then nodded towards Upton in satisfaction.

To be honest, he doesn't like the fact that the talented and studious Upton competes with each other because of a certain achievement, and may even cause hidden dangers to cause him to lose control. He has seen this kind of inner depression and going to court too much in Backlund. too much.

On the contrary, Evan Stimson gave him enough surprises on the first day he joined the Heart of the Machine. Combined with the previous encounters, he couldn't help but be more sure of his guess deep in his heart.

The guy in front of him may not be a long time ago. After investigation, they learned that neighbors, teachers and classmates said that he is a problem student who is poor in study, mercenary, and hangs out in the black streets all year round.

"Of course, it's too early to say for sure whether these changes are good or bad..."

(End of this chapter)