Our family is in decline

Under the lord's obsession, the institute gathered the top craftsmen and technical talents collected.

Their job is all kinds of demonstrations, all kinds of experiments, all kinds of research, to solve every problem raised by the lord.

The core of this is the improvement of weapons such as guns and cannons, from craftsmanship to materials.

Lance's research on firearms was based on playing in those games and novels, and he had a general understanding of the situation. It was impossible to just rub Akka through time like the protagonist of the novel.

So Lance basically wrote down whatever he thought of, and then submitted the proposal to the research institute. It was against this background that the hydraulic forging hammer and hand lathe appeared.

A hydraulic lathe has even been developed, but it is not very stable and is still being debugged. Once it is developed, it may be possible to rifle and drill barrels.

To be honest, the reason why it is so fast is not Lance's idea, but that these are born out of windmills and have corresponding technology accumulation. There are even many similar technologies in the world, but this one is more stable.

There is a reason why the workshop is built by the river. Industrial production requires a large amount of water, and it can also serve as a relatively stable and continuous power source.

But soon Lance felt something was wrong, as if he had been deceived by his mother's novel. The emergence of hydraulic forging hammers and manual lathes only improved efficiency a little, and there were no overly exaggerated effects.

What really changes the status quo is a truly key technology - blast furnace steelmaking.

Metallurgical technology has directly improved a lot. Unfortunately, there is no coal, so we can only use coke, otherwise it will be faster.

We are still researching technologies such as iron mold cannon casting and sand casting...

But this time he came here not for this, but for the corrosion-resistant metal.

Last time, Lance sorted out the forging method of the new metal and handed it over to the research institute to try to restore it.

The complexity of the process and the materials required also have a mystical flavor, because the most critical material is a special potion that can even dissolve gold.

Under the extraordinary power of the potion, the golden liquid was also contaminated with strange power and changed its own characteristics.

In terms of the ritual of preparing the potion, it would not be a problem for Lance to get help from two consultants, Alhazred and Amanda.

As for the rest, such as buying basic materials directly from Totnes, there is nothing you can't buy as long as you have the money.

"It's been made, and the performance is not much different from the original product, but we also found some problems, that is, it is not resistant to high temperatures.

In the comparative test, the steel melted early before it dissolved. As for the strength, it was not very good, but the toughness was very good..."

Master Eugene and Lance came to the warehouse and showed the results of the casting.

The dark gold cage, the dark gold shackles and chains, and the dark gold weapons collected from the bay on the other side are the source of the smelting materials.

After all, it is still difficult for Hamlet to completely conquer the technology and produce it on a large scale.

You know, you don’t have the ability.

Lance grabbed a chain and stretched it with both hands. Eugene didn't feel anything at first, until the chain that was tightened in the lord's hand made a heart-breaking squeezing sound, and then broke directly in the next second, making a collision of chains. The sound.

This moment made Eugene dumbfounded. Can a human pull this thing off?

You must know that according to the design requirements, they used four horses to pull each other without breaking. Why did it feel like it was crushed in the hands of the lord?

Lance frowned slightly and looked at the broken gap. It was not broken, but slipped open, which confirmed the characteristics Eugene just mentioned.

As for not being able to withstand high temperatures, Flesh Devourers can't breathe fire.

"It's still too thin..." He couldn't help but pause for two seconds before continuing, "I'll make the next batch bolder and bigger, and I'll find a way to fill the gap."

Lance really wanted to rework it, but there was no time for him to take his time now, so he had to make do with it for now.

"Have you tried covering it with a layer and then using steel on the inside..."

Lance proposed several plans to Eugene, and he was like Party A, constantly adding conditions and putting pressure on them.

But there was nothing he could do about it, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen to melt the antiques in order to complete the props as quickly as possible.

Eugene was not too surprised, because the lord often put pressure on them and they were used to it.

But he had a surprise for the lord.

"The revolver design given by the lord has been completed."

"So fast!"

Lance couldn't help but look surprised for a moment.

Although he has little research on firearms, he also knows some general development trends.

He described some of the rough characteristics of the technology, and drew pictures if there were physical objects. Basically, he described everything he remembered, and handed it over to the research institute to start pre-research directly.

This was originally a topic that was out there, and Lance didn't expect that someone would do it so soon.

"Which group made it?"

Lance's words explained the current situation of the institute, which is also divided into teams to study different topics. There is no mentor to lead the way, and they can only explore on their own and move towards the requirements given by the lord.

But what Eugene said next surprised Lance.

"It was Richard who made it. He is indeed a genius. He finished looking through my drawings in just two months.

I have nothing to teach him anymore, so I can only find this project to make him suffer, but..."

Lance can basically remember who he is whenever he has seen him, and this Richard is the son of a clockmaker. He has shown talent and love for machinery since he was a child. However, the war destroyed the city and the family fled to Hamlet.

His talent was not discovered at first. When the work was assigned, his father was added as a skilled worker to the workshop affiliated to the institute, and he also joined as a handyman.

One day, the machine broke down. When everyone was helpless, he solved the problem and improved the structure, and was discovered by Eugene.

After further testing, he discovered that Richard had an amazing talent and had many fantastic ideas for mechanical design, and immediately reported to the lord to join the institute.

This young man was also discovered by Lance. In just two short months, a mechanical master in Eugene had nothing to teach him. He found a subject to hone his character, but he didn't expect that he would get results so quickly. This is genius. world?

"Go and have a look."

The two returned to the studio, and Lance saw the complicated manuscripts. There were countless scraps before the finished product was produced, but he could also see his step-by-step exploration of ideas.

Lance was able to quickly understand everything on the drawing. He could see that the revolver was not simple at all and had a complex internal structure, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"I only remember that it was positioned with a ratchet, and pulling the trigger drove the rotation. This guy actually connected the firing device according to this idea. Genius!"

Lance played with the sample that he rubbed out with his hands. Although it was a little rough and the closing device was not very good, the structure was probably fine, but there was a look of regret on his face.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that if there is no activating drug, we can't make bullets. Without bullets, it's just scrap metal."

But Lance didn't wallow in those negative emotions. Anyway, it was a good thing, so don't worry about whether it can be used.

What really matters is not the revolver, but the man, a mechanical genius.

"Award! Let him participate in those projects and give him the best treatment."

Lance has always been eclectic in employing people. If you have the ability, I will give you a chance.

"For young people, if they don't calm down and raise their stakes so high all of a sudden, they will suffer big losses in the future."

Eugene reminded him that he had seen many geniuses in Totnes' gunnery academy.

But the stronger the ability, the easier it is to get into trouble. Once you can't get out, the whole person will be useless.

"Then open my manuscript to him, throw him in and practice it, and see what else he can come up with."

"Are there really any problems with those manuscripts? How did the lord find them?"

Of course Eugene knew what the lord was talking about. He had seen those things. They were not the creations and design ideas of the same era. It was really hard to put into words.

"Archaeology has discovered that there are many ancient and mysterious civilizations in this world, but they are all lost. We discovered them and found ways to restore them."

Those things are all hand-drawn by himself. He knows if there are any problems and can see whether they can be realized. For Lance, it is all archaeological research.

There was no time to give Lance any nonsense now, so he took away the batch of props.

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"Captain, are we just going to back down like this? We can't deliver the mission."

"Damn it! Just find a way to kill that lord."

"That's right, I'm afraid, we are the representatives of the association, and there are so many mercenaries here."

The man who was called the leader felt irritated when he heard their encouragement, and couldn't help scolding them with a cold face.

"Shut up! You haven't lost your face enough, right? You're shouting so loudly now, why didn't you say anything when someone pointed a gun at you?"

The group leader also cursed and mentioned the situation in the tavern. The person in charge of the tavern came out and showed no reaction to the identity of their association.

Even if they lost their residence, they even lost the tavern belonging to the association. These people wanted to take back the tavern, and they started to quarrel within a few words.

This situation attracted the police, but they dared to resist because of their status and disobedience.

The police directly pulled out their guns and pointed them at them. These old mercenaries calmed down in the face of the guns. They could still fight for a while, but with so many people, no one dared to risk their lives.

Now they understand why they have to hand over their guns first when they come in. They are fucking waiting here.

He was arrested immediately, that is, he was released just after the leader met with the lord.

Seeing that everyone was silent because of this, the captain's scolding still didn't end. He was said to be like a grandson in front of Lance. Is he holding back this breath?

"What about the damn guild? As long as that lord speaks, who do you think those mercenaries listen to?"

They are mercenaries themselves, and they must know what mercenaries do.

It's impossible to mobilize those guys without profit when doing things with money, even them.

"This mission is impossible to complete, give up." Slowly the leader calmed down, shook his head and made a decision.

Fight, I'll be the first to run.

They are a well-known mercenary group in Totnes. They took over the task of recovering Hamlet's stronghold from the association, but the leader of the delegation was not willing to fight Hamlet to the death.

What kind of life can you play with this little money?

"Captain, this will lower our evaluation..."

"If you want to make a living here, you can't use the name of the association."

It was obvious that the group leader's words revealed their true purpose, and they also wanted to make profits in the ruins.

"Now let's go back and take care of things. The association's affairs have nothing to do with us."

It doesn't matter what the Mercenary Association's attitude will be after they know it. What's important is that Baldwin has already taken over Hamlet's affairs for a few days.

He was born into a royal family and became a king at a young age. He thought he was already very powerful, but in fact he still had the mentality of a monarch under an aristocratic system.

Because he and the lord had a lot of research and discussions on these policies on these matters, and it was through these two days of contact with the lord that he truly understood the power of the lord.

This world is so hopeless, and he is the salvation...

"Hamlet is now in your hands."

Lance's words meant that he really wanted to hand over Hamlet's affairs to him, but in fact he was only responsible for part of it.

The army is still in the hands of Lance, and the secrets of the treasury, sanatorium, and research institute are not under his jurisdiction, but are directly responsible to Lance himself.

Baldwin had no problem with this, but he was a little worried about the lord's safety.

Hamlet can live without him, but not without the lord.

"Why don't the lord stay in Hamlet, and I will fight against those enemies. I also have a secret method to remove the corpses."

"There is a chance, but not now." Lance shook his head with a smile and turned to look north. "This is my responsibility and the fate of the family. Everything starts with Hamlet and will end with Hamlet..."

After that, Lance did not continue the topic and left here.

This is a secret operation. No more than five people know about the Flesh Devourer's captive breeding plan, and only three people know that it is the raw material for the potion. Sometimes it's not that it's unbelievable, but it's just not necessary.

So this operation involves the three of them, namely him, Paracelsus and Grendel.

Lance was the coachman and drove the carriage forward. He quickly passed the checkpoint and drove out of the town.

The doctor was not wearing the beak mask, and his eyes with glasses looked a little tired and mournful.

On the contrary, Greendale was a little happy and opened the window to look outside.

Because Lance often ran away for ten and a half days at a time, the affairs of the town could only be left to her. Therefore, to a certain extent, Greendale was "bound" by Lance in those tedious tasks that she didn't like. In the midst of affairs.

After being relieved of her duties, she was finally able to leave the town and re-enter the wilderness. At this time, Greendale couldn't help but sigh.

"If it weren't for the lord's command, I might still be working in the town now. Of course, there is nothing wrong with mixing potions, but of course, for me, the sea and the sky can be broader."