The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

After they had chopped their hands, Charles and Halcala left the business area and came to visit the dwarf's work area together.

The work area is the core area of ​​the entire forging holy land, and a wide and high city wall surrounds it.

In addition to businessmen, there are many people who come to visit here with the same curiosity as them, because there are unique buildings on the mainland.

At this time, Charles finally knew why Diana wanted to stabilize her views. Although he was already mentally prepared, the scene in front of him was completely different from what he thought.

Because the houses here are all made of concrete, one of the must-have artifacts for travelers.

Like many first-time visitors, Charles touched the smooth walls here and there.

The manager of the city wall didn't care about it, and even rented a small hammer to Charles, as long as you don't use the power of magic, you can hit whatever you want.

Charles tossed the concrete city wall in front of him by touching the hammer with his hand and other methods, estimating its various parameters.

"Let me go, **** cement?"

Looking at the city wall with a hardness higher than ordinary concrete in front of him, combined with the numerous smelting workshops here, Charles thought of a high-strength cement.

The dwarf who rented the hammer by the city wall looked proudly at the stunned Charles. He had seen many people as surprised as him.

As a construction worker, Charles has a deep understanding of cement, not only in its use, but also in its production process.

Unlike the earth-made cement made by the traversers in some novels, the cement used on the surface of this circle of city walls has almost reached the standard of industrial products.

The activity of cement with a particle diameter greater than 0.1 mm will become very low, and the excessively large cement particles will also lead to a decrease in the strength of the prepared concrete. It can be seen from the place that is visible to the naked eye that it is not possible to produce so much cement that meets the fineness standards required for the construction of the city wall by manpower alone.

The industrial production of cement can be simply summarized as "two grinding and one burning", but under these four words, there is a whole set of pyramid towers composed of materials science, mechanics, chemistry and other disciplines.

Charles couldn't imagine how the dwarves could produce so much qualified cement in a world where the technology tree of the steam engine was deliberately suppressed so that it didn't appear. And what kind of technical strength and reserves the dwarves who can create them - or forging holy places - have.

The two lines that did not complain about the height of one person on the city wall were "Solid with heart, a hundred years of commitment", "If you want to buy, please contact the Sales Section, Room 4, 1st Floor, Building 6, Office District of the Forging Temple". Into the depths of the work area to visit.

The houses in the work area are rows of brick-concrete houses, with huge iron gates all around. The iron gates are hung with the names and logos of the workshops, as well as signs that agree to visit or decline to visit.

On the periphery of the house is a circle of flower beds that do not affect entry and exit, and rows of common flowers and plants are planted in it.

Coupled with the slogans such as "Happy to go to work, go home safely", "Safety is at your feet, safety is in your hands, safety is accompanied by happiness, safety creates wealth" and other slogans painted on the outer wall of the factory, Charles felt that he In the factory district of the 1980s.

Major customers from all over the world wander among the workshops, negotiating with the workshop owners about purchasing various goods in large quantities.

Due to the limited production here, the major customers representing various kingdoms have basically contracted out the production here, so that the nearby Avalon City is not far away, and various weapons are in short supply.

This is also a common practice in all kingdoms, not to let weapons spread too much among the people.

Charles and Halcala visited several workshops, and the well-informed workshop owners knew that they were not here to purchase, but they were all customers. When the two of them went nowhere, there would be a professional shopping guide to guide them. They introduce their own products.

In a workshop that produces plate armor, a shopping guide is introducing a dagger to Charles.

"The most distinctive products of the Holy Land forging are nothing but steel weapons. To make a good weapon, the most important thing is kung fu. From the original to the forging, you have no link to neglect. The last level, tempering. Just us This dagger, let's return it to a low temperature for two hours to improve its toughness while ensuring its hardness and wear resistance, how much effort will it take here."

Then the shopping guide tapped the blade of the dagger a few times with a small steel hammer, making a sharp and crisp sound.

"Does it sound good?" the shopping guide asked.

Charles nodded.

"Good sound is good steel," said the shopping guide.

"Retail?" Charles asked.

"Of course," said the shopping guide, "We can also provide customized services for scabbards and grips."

So Charles bought six daggers, left the approximate data of Hongye and Diana after leaving his palm data, and then held a picture album with the appearance of a scabbard aside and chose a scabbard with Halcala.

Not long after, a group of people came to the workshop. There were both dwarves with long beards and humans headed by a white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man saw Charles, who was sitting by the side studying the scabbard, and hurried over.

"Are you Charles McGarden?" the old man asked.

Charles hurriedly stood up, "Yes, Your Excellency."

The old man reached out and touched Charles' hair, and said, "I'm Archer Erbach from Shield Bridge College, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is your grandfather's brother. I passed by you a few days ago, you Aunt Saint Angel told me about everything. I have seen this mask that Aunt Saint Angel gave you before."

Charles hurriedly greeted: "Hello, Professor Erbach."

Then he asked again: "Professor, do you know Professor Remus Wolff?"

"Tsk..." Professor Erbach smacked his lips disdainfully, "That ignorant old guy, who failed to help Old Hammer solve the problem, slipped away after hearing that I was here."

The long-bearded old dwarf who came with Professor Erbach also came over. After looking up and down carefully at Charles, who was a little taller than him, he stretched out his casserole-like palm and patted Charles on the shoulder a few times.

Fortunately, Charles was well prepared and stabilized his body, so that he was not slapped on the ground by the other side.

Seeing that Charles was not knocked down, the dwarf nodded with satisfaction, "You are Tom's grandson, I'm Rock Bryant, did your grandfather tell me about you?"

Charles shook his head. He had never heard grandpa say dwarf friends.

"That's right," Bryant said proudly, "because I beat your grandpa before!"

At this time, Erbach took down the stage, "That's because he has a bad taste of wine, and he can't drink Tom, so he beat Tom while he was drunk."

Charles had a black line on the side. Grandpa's life was really colorful when he was young.

After the chat, Bryant said to Charles, "We are going to solve some problems here today, are you interested in listening?"

Naturally, Charles would not miss such a good opportunity to watch the fun, so he quickly nodded in agreement.

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