Silent Crown Chapter 563: Learning makes people happy

Three weeks later, the steel workshop has expanded to twice its original size.

The scaffolding embedded in the cliff grows densely like weeds, and the giant iron nails wedged in the stone pulls the heavy steel cable, like a spider’s web, and hangs the insulation blanket layer by layer to form A huge greenhouse.

The majestic rain fell from the sky and landed on the felt cloth, and it rose with a strong heat, flew into the sky again, and fell into the cold. Cold mist and hot air met in the air, strangling each other, mingling, forming a white cloud.

It's like hundreds of iron furnaces are working at the same time. The lava breaks through the earth's crust and rushes over the earth, and terrifying heat spreads out from the workshop all the time.

The viscous and hot breath spit out from the door valve, with a fishy smell.

Like the breath of a living creature.

"Is it really okay to build ships like this?"

Igor stood at the top of the cliff, overlooking the covered workshop below. No matter how many explanations he heard, he still found it incredible. He had never imagined such a production method.

"Our industrial base is not enough to make such a huge thing, we can only change the way."

Carol, who was appointed chief engineer, held an umbrella and looked down at his work: "Now the entire port, including the outer 500 meters, is within the radiation range of the alchemy reaction.

Such a large alchemy cauldron requires at least half of the treasury to be produced, and it takes more than ten years to manufacture it, and after one use, it will be destroyed and become waste recycling... The entire process requires more than 100 people. The alchemist's cooperation has consumed countless materials and funds, and we don't have so much capital and time to waste on it.

There is only one unique opportunity like this, Captain Igor, we must keep everything simple. "

"Is this easy?"

Igor squatted on the edge of the cliff and lay down and looked at the huge workshop.

Under the cover of insulation felt, the workshop looks like a monster lying on a safe haven, gray-black, sticky, crawling, rolling, twitching slightly in the rain, it seems to be alive, but so ugly .

It's terrifyingly ugly.

Five days ago, the musicians of the Faith Department demolished the entire haven, and then built a dam at the entrance to the sea, turning the entire harbor into a closed ‘bowl’.

The bowl was covered, and only a steady stream of warm turbid current spewed out from the dam, and the turbid current carrying alchemy medicine and toxic metals exuded a pungent stench, staining the black ocean white.

The production of the hull was carried out in it.

As the Faith Department inherited the soul of the Inquisition, the development of the use value of monsters is fundamentally instinct. Moreover, many monsters themselves are excellent materials. There are such precious resources as the Nomad Mountain in front of them. Naturally, it is impossible to let it decay and deteriorate.

Currently, it seems that the carefully calculated development plan is simply a waste of the old ghosts who are ‘used to poverty’.

If they have a complete industrial system and resource support, they will not go crazy and take such a large piece of good stuff to build that kind of broken ship.

"In a way, that thing is not on board at all."

Carol said: "We just try to make use of the resources at hand and use the vitality of the nomadic mountain to make it grow into a ship.

If we have enough resources and time, we can even make it fly in the sky forever. Just like the group of winged people, occupying the sky... Damn, that group of **** not only monopolized the resources of the star ring, but even blocked the deep space area..."

"For me, a boat is enough, Mr. Carroll."

Igor interrupted him. He sniffed the pungent breath wafting from the workshop and looked drunk: "I don't care if it is alive or dead, whether it is a child of natural disasters. As long as it is a ship, it's fine. , As long as it can be opened, it would be better to sink a legendary warship in one shot."

Although he wants to witness all this in the core of the workshop, it is a pity that he has no way to get close.

The interior of the workshop has been transformed into a super giant petri dish, in which a large number of inaccessible fungi grow into a forest, and there are highly toxic gases and corrosive alchemical materials everywhere.

This is the most suitable environment for the growth of artificial flesh and blood.

Under those gray-black felt covers, the sea water has been transformed into a dark yellow viscous culture fluid, and countless tender red muscle combs and organs float in it like seaweed, slowly growing...

Except for the musicians who nurtured them and the engineers wearing three-layer protective clothing, no ordinary creatures can survive in that environment.

Across such a distance, I can still smell it, and the strong smell of blood continues to spread.

In these days, the smell of blood has attracted a large number of evildoers in the sea.

The monsters that come from the front and the back are all turned into targets for organists to practice their hands, and the corpses are thrown into the workshop to make raw materials and incubation liquid.

Those organists carefully selected by Maxwell are well-deserved elites. Each of them perfectly meets the requirements of the Department of Faith for newcomers-although their beliefs are not very pure and their origins are not very glorious.

But at this juncture, the Department of Faith will naturally no longer follow the old rules and pedantic behavior-in fact, except for those young people who are full of glory and the East, the old man will be a little bit overwhelmed. Everyone sees the wind and makes the rudder more capable. Shi Dong even packaged and sold the entire old Inquisition to Ye Qingxuan, so he wouldn't care about this.

They only care about the fundamental purpose, and beyond that, they don't use any means.

As long as the Inquisition can be re-established, the old glory and the long-cherished wish of the Eastern Expedition can be realized, even if they are allowed to assassinate the Pope.

In the organ hands brought by Ye Qingxuan, more than half of the members will be trained in the next few months to become the new generation of witch hammers.

The rest are old people who are already old, the road has been determined, and there is no way to turn them around. For this kind of people, it is better to continue to advance on their own path if they barely become a witch’s hammer or purifier. , So after only participating in a part of the course, he chose to quit.

The results of the short-term training courses of the Inquisition are impressive.

In just a few days, for most members who have had war experience, some members and even the organists who were originally knights have mastered the main skills and skills that would have taken one to two years to complete, although there are still What is lacking, but what is needed is nothing more than years of accumulation and experience.

In the past few days, the results of the battle against the villain in the sea made the old men who took the time to check their progress to laugh. The prototype of the new generation of Witch's Hammer has been completed.

Unfortunately, the progress of the musicians is still slow. Although there are a large number of purification movements and secret music theory, the musicians who have formed the heart music chapter have formed their own system. Although they can still learn and master the techniques of the Inquisition, they are truly Compared with the purifiers trained since childhood, they are still much inferior in terms of efficiency.

In this regard, the old ghosts do not force it.

Musicians need to be trained for a long time and cannot be done overnight-even an accelerated musician who is despised by orthodox musicians needs three months of training.

At present, in addition to instructing the dozens of musicians who have not yet reached the resonance to reform the theory of purification, the old ghost who is in charge of training has already put his idea on Ye Qingxuan...

The relationship between Ye Qingxuan and Maxwell is obviously not a secret. After Maxwell’s death, Ye Qingxuan will naturally be the first heir of his legacy as a sword-bearer~IndoMTL.com~ I don’t know when it will be introduced by the Royal Academy of Music in Anglo. Do you mind having one more branch?

If Maxwell knew that Ye Qingxuan's rescuer had hoped that he would have died before he arrived at Avalon, his expression would be wonderful, right?

Boom!

Another loud, dull noise came from the depths of the fortress.

Igor and Carol were taken aback for a moment, then looked back at the fortress.

The fortress was shrouded by moonlight coming from nowhere, and it became more and more ethereal and illusory, almost as if it was going to dissipate. In the depths of the fortress, there were constant loud noises and roars, but it seemed that they were far away, and only dull echoes could be heard.

"Is something wrong again?"

Igor sighed, "What the **** is your intensive training class doing?"

Carol couldn't help smiling wryly.

"To be honest, I would also like to know." (To be continued.)