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Chapter 178 The Flame Goblin's "Great Gift"

The Flame Goblin now has a very high status in Moon City. For other people, Cecil sees it as a troublemaker. He has to explain every task in detail and repeatedly. The framework is rigidly framed, and there is absolutely no room for the slightest bit of free play, otherwise these guys will definitely produce extremely speechless works for him.

Because of this impression, Cecil shuddered involuntarily when he saw that the person speaking was a pink and blue dwarf, with all kinds of terrible things in his mind, and his speech trembled a little: "What did you do again?"

"Huh?" The speaking "Smurf" was a little dazed, "We... didn't do anything."

When Cecil and the flame goblin stared at each other, a warm breath wafted from their ears, and Langdon's voice sounded quietly: "This is not the flame goblin in our city."

The appearance of the flame goblins is of course different, but these dwarfs are a bit miniature. Anyway, Cecil can't tell who is who. A hairpin was tied so that he could barely recognize it, and there had been jokes about other flame goblins learning to grow long hair on purpose to make him admit it.

"Aren't you from Yuecheng?" Cecil asked tentatively.

"Of course not, Your Majesty the Central King." The flame goblin said respectfully, "I'm from the Southern Continent."

"Oh." Cecil breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, "Are you going to visit relatives and friends in Moon City?"

"No, Your Majesty, don't you know that a tornado has hit the Southern Continent?" The flame goblin showed a look of fear on his small face, "Tuhai is completely destroyed!"

This was beyond Cecil's expectations.

After questioning, Cecil learned that there were not many Tuhai people in this large group of people, and more of them were small countries affected by the tornado.The situation in the Southern Continent is more complicated than that in the Northern Continent. Due to the barrier of the Luofeng Mountains, the Northern Continent divides the continent into two parts. Magic cannot interact with each other. The backward natural transportation makes the living habits of people on both sides very different. Civilizations and nations are also built in their own way.

There are no Luofeng Mountains in the Southern Continent. Although the warm and humid environment and the extremely vast tropical rainforest make survival easier, the countries are dense and alienated from each other, because even if they are close together, it is difficult to contact each other. Invisible shadows appear at any time, and different cities in a country will find it difficult to support them in time.

Two of the three cities in Tuhai were damaged, and the capital Chang'an was fatally damaged. Fortunately, the goddess of civilization in Tuhai warned the tornado before the arrival of the tornado, and most of the residents fled. The city wall destroyed by the Dragon Clan was severely damaged again.

"Someone has gone to see it, wow, even the foundation is gone, Your Majesty!" The flame goblin's tone was exaggerated and authentic, which fit the usual image of the flame goblin, "I heard that the compatriots in Moon City are doing well. Abundant food and a big fire, and you have a dwarf-like blast furnace here, which is very rare, most cities are unwilling to have such a blast furnace, and are unwilling to use high-efficiency fuel, magic is much more convenient than this.”

Cecil smiled and said, "Don't you like magic?"

"I don't like it! The magic fire is neither dazzling nor hot for the sake of safety and beauty. What's the point of that!" The flame goblin said with an intoxicated expression, "Only the fire that is terrible and can burn people is the most beautiful. There is nothing more attractive than that!"

Cecil suddenly became curious: "Why do you like fire?"

The flame goblin blinked its big animal-like eyes, and said, "Because fire is scary, scary..."

"No, no, what I mean is, why do you like such a horrible thing?" Cecil said, "It stands to reason that it will bring you pain, so you should hate it, and you also admit that fire can bring pain to people." Right? So, liking painful things isn't logical, isn't it?"

The flame goblin frowned, opened his mouth and hesitated for a while, seemed to want to say something but felt something was wrong, after a while he said, "Maybe it's because fire is hard to come by?"

"Rare?" Cecil thought about the word, and it seemed to make sense.

All living beings know how rare fire is in this world, not to mention the higher the temperature and the more powerful the flame, the higher the requirements, and it must be carefully planned in the middle, in case the city wall is not repaired and it is forced to go online , it is likely to have to start all over again.

Cecil made such a mistake before. The only reason why he didn't start over is because he was born in the "N generation of civilization" and relied on the Chinese gods to do whatever he wanted. If it were someone else, he would probably stop at that mistake.

"Your Majesty, is there anything else?" The flame goblin quickly left behind the previous confusion. They are rare "pure" "happy" creatures, and their prospects, wealth, and status are all inferior to those in the blast furnace. Burning bright flame.

"No more." Cecil said, "Are you planning to settle down this time?"

"Of course!" the flame goblin proudly said, "Our compatriots specifically described you to us..." He turned to Langdon, "Wang Qi looks like a king, and his dark blue hair is rare, so we recognized him right away. !"

Cecil: "..."

What the hell are you panting for?

The flame goblin had already left and suddenly turned back, excitedly saying: "By the way, we brought you a gift! Do you want to see it now?"

"Okay."

Cecil is also very happy. It seems that this group of flame goblins is different from the ones in Moon City. At least they are polite. Those who came to work here at the beginning salivated and asked for the magic casting workshop. , If you don't give it back, make trouble.

The flame goblin led Cecil to a two-wheeled vehicle, which was covered with thick sackcloth, and there seemed to be living things inside.

Cecil already had a bad premonition in his heart, but no matter how many people came here, the flame goblin did not leave any room for retreat. When he was still wondering what he heard, the flame goblin had already lifted the sackcloth, excited Authentic: "Your Majesty, please look! This is an underground forging dwarf, who never works for a civilization less than ten years old. With him, you can build an authentic dwarven foundry!"

The dwarf had a big beard, a bulbous nose, a pair of mung bean eyes glowing indifferently, and his skin was full of dirt.The upper part of the two-wheeled vehicle was transformed into a prison vehicle with a fence, at most one meter high, and people could only sit in it. When the sackcloth was just lifted, he narrowed his eyes and turned his head slowly following the source of the sound. , staring at Cecil for a while, as if remembering his appearance.

"I heard it all." The dwarf's voice was deep and slow, "The king of the center, is it? I remember you, and I will pay back this humiliation a hundredfold. You don't have to explain, whether you know it or not, the captured dwarf Glory is lost, only the flames of vengeance remain, and none of you, the Middle Kingdom, or the fire goblins can escape."

Cecil: "..."

I didn't fucking do anything!

Ahhhh, flame goblins, I thank you eight generations of ancestors!

Cecil didn't say anything, and silently put the sackcloth back on again, facing the flame goblin with a "praise me soon" expression trembling for a long time before uttering a word: "MMP!"

After questioning the fire goblins—with the inevitable amount of insults and anger—Cecil finally figured out what was going on.

This underground forging dwarf was picked up on the road of the flame goblin—the real one. When passing by a tragic scene of a tornado, he was found lying unconscious on the ground.Wouldn't it be nice to go up to rescue at this time, to show a share, and to make a life-threatening friendship with each other?

The flame goblins just didn't, they happily made a prison cart out of the broken branches at the scene, put the dwarf in it, fed some water and dry food every day, and then brought the dwarf all the way here.

"What do you mean brought me here?!" Cecil yelled hysterically, "How do you grow your brains? Did I tell you to bring the dwarves here?"

"But, with the dwarves, you can build a better foundry!" The flame goblin said aggrievedly, "Dwarves don't work for civilizations that are less than ten years old. If not, he won't come here at all!"

"If he comes like this, will he be willing to work for me?" Cecil scratched his neck and growled, "Will it? Will it? Will it?"

"You can force it!" the flame goblin happily said, "You can torture him!"

Cecil covered his face for a while, stood up abruptly, and smiled coldly: "I have decided that in the future, all foundry workshops in Moon City must dig a circle of river channels around the periphery."

"What?!" The flame goblin trembled like a furry rabbit, "river, river?"

"Yes!" Cecil approached, looked down at the ashen face of the flame goblin, and said gloomyly, "The river is deep, wide and cold, and if you want to cross the river, you must take a boat instead of building a bridge."

"Don't—" the flame goblin screamed, "Your Majesty, you can't do this! Your Majesty—Your Majesty!"

Cecil left the howling flame goblin with a stomach full of anger, and when he saw Langdon, he was wronged immediately: "What do you call this!"

Langdon also looked dumbfounded: "The flame goblin is like this, it always brings surprises to people."

"This is called scaring, okay?" Cecil had to face the reality when he was exhausted, "Is there any way to remedy it?"

"Uh..." Langdon actually showed a embarrassed expression. Obviously, this time the matter is very difficult, "Dwarves have a characteristic, similar to the fire goblin worship fire, they must have someone to take revenge on."

Cecil opened his mouth and looked at Langdon blankly.

"If a fire goblin has no burn scars on his body, he will be looked down upon by his compatriots. Similarly, if a dwarf has no one to revenge, a history of humiliation, he will be regarded as a child by his compatriots, representing A kind of contempt." Langdon explained, "So, in fact, dwarves are quite willing to find someone to hate."

Cecil probably understood, thought for a while, and said, "Will the dwarf take actual actions against this object of hatred? I mean, is the setting of this enemy a spiritual symbol, or does it need actual operation?" ?”

Langdon seemed a little embarrassed and said: "If this dwarf can really succeed in revenge, it will be a huge improvement in his social status, and the higher the identity of the target of revenge, the more prestige he will gain."

Cecil: "..."

Isn't this the end? !

"You don't seem worried at all." Cecil looked at Langdon's half-smiling face, and asked in confusion, "These dwarves have low combat effectiveness?"

"Well, it's not too low, but it's quite powerful, especially with night vision ability, which is very beneficial in fighting at night." Langdon said with a smile, "However, these dwarves are considered a kind race, although they will hate all kinds of people. Weird object, but it will not do excessive things, how you treat him, he will not kill you directly, unless you treat him like this."

Hearing these words, Cecil was finally relieved, and his thoughts of sinking the flame goblin into the sea also eased a little.

"Besides, if you didn't do any serious harm to the dwarves, it's quite interesting to be the target of the dwarves' revenge." Langdon laughed, "The premise is that you don't get revenge by the dwarves. Before that, they will stick You, try your best to retaliate against you."

Cecil twitched the corner of his mouth: "What's so interesting about this?"

Langdon blinked: "Dwarves are good teachers. For example, he followed you to the foundry to prepare for revenge. When he sees any casting method that doesn't suit his idea, he can't help but say it."

"Oh—" Cecil sighed suddenly, and Langdon exchanged glances, then smiled wickedly.

In any case, Cecil will not thank the fire goblin!

Cecil walked much faster than the tornado refugees. After all, he had no family or luggage. After he arrived in Moon City, the refugees arrived one after another about four or five years later.Due to the epidemic situation, most of these people came directly to Toto Port by boat, and did not pass through the magic gate of Tambunita. Even so, they still need a week of quarantine time. Create a file.

To Cecil's surprise, these people came from many countries, and most of them came after listening to the advice of the Tuhai people. Some even didn't know what the Middle Kingdom was, and they were quite surprised by the various industrial scenery along the way. Sigh, there is even a mayor of a city among the refugees, who directly applied to be an official.

"The mayor just left, and the city is gone?" Cecil looked at the application incomprehensibly, "Doesn't the country care?"

"The south is different from the north. It often splits and merges. It is common for a large civilization to split into several small countries. It is said that most of the southern countries were split from an ancient civilization. Except for Tuhai, because the Raksha Empress Existence means that they have changed halfway." Langdon explained, "They have much less resistance to joining other civilizations. It can be said that they are used to it, or from another perspective, even if they enter other civilizations, it is difficult for them to be integrated. No matter how long they are still them, once this country perishes, they will immediately leave and enter the next civilization or country.”

Cecil frowned: "Gypsies, this is, the question is, don't they feel that they have no motherland?"

"I don't know about that." Langdon shrugged his shoulders and said, "They have a very good vision with extensive travel experience, and they are also very receptive to all kinds of novel things."

Langdon's statement was confirmed after this group of people entered the city one after another.

As the leader of an immigrant country, Cecil has dealt with poop for a long time. The reality made him suspicious of his life. When a group of immigrants came, he would promote a promotion on poop. He kept thinking, there is There is no possibility that one day he will never have to deal with shit and fart again. Could it be that he traveled across the world to build industrial civilization just to compete with shit and fart?

After the refugees from the Southern Continent entered the city, Cecil had already made preparations, increasing fines and patrolling personnel, and printing and posting health notices. As a result, the test results of feces, urine and fart were much better than expected, and most of the southern immigrants immediately adapted to the method of going to the toilet. , and soon some people developed the work of walking the streets and alleys to collect toilets every morning. Even the toilet carts were designed and manufactured by themselves, and they were divided into small models for personal use and large models for animal power.

"Talent!" Cecil exclaimed excitedly, "We finally have talent here!"

"What kind of talent is a group of guys who are temporarily making money with you." Russell said bluntly, "Once something happens in the Middle Kingdom, they will be the first to leave."

"I'm not afraid." Cecil said calmly, "Anyway, my place is unique in the world, and they can't find anything else like it."

Russell and Oakes did not refute, but just laughed.

"Our Majesty the King has finally gained confidence, and he is no longer smug in his speech." Oakes still had the tone of a beating, "I, the king of cavalry, has also gained a reputation."

Cecil has long been trained by the Russo couple to have a thick-skinned bulletproof level that can't be pierced by anything: "Don't ask me for your name, and ask whoever you spend the night with at night."

Oakes blushed, but Russell casually changed the topic: "What do you think about the steam engine?"

Mentioning this gave Cecil a toothache.

As soon as he returned to Moon City, Cecil went straight to the power institute of the research center. Although the development of the steam engine was first released to the flame goblins, some mages who studied fire were added later, which can be said to be a cross-border cooperation.At first he was worried that the flame goblins would not obey him, but later he found that other people in this world knew more about the flame goblins than he did. When the mages met for the first time, they threw a fireball at the flame goblin's face, and instantly got the flame goblins. respect for...

The old-fashioned steam engines in Cecil's impression are all kinds of rockers, wheels, conveyor belts, etc. When he saw his first-generation steam engine, he thought he was looking at the chimney.

"What's this?" Cecil asked.

"Steam engine, Your Majesty." The leader of the Power Academy is a female mage, not young, with gray temples, but for some reason she still looks like a young girl, probably using some spells, and the combination has a different charm, "From below The coal is fed, the water is boiled, and the steam travels up to push the piston."

You also know that it is changed to a piston!

Cecil swallowed this remark abruptly. At that time, he was afraid that the flame goblin would be unreasonable again, so he repeated the description of "kettle" several times. Unexpectedly, these guys really screwed him up. A large kettle comes out!

He glanced at the grandma-level mage in front of him several times, and he paused for a long time before he finally calmed down and said, "This is not practical enough."

The female mage seemed a little puzzled: "Where do you want to apply this?"

"On any machine that needs power." After Cecil finished speaking, he found that the confusion on the female mage's expression became more complicated. He sighed and said patiently, "To put it simply, I need to use this thing instead of manpower. For example Pumping water can only be carried up bucket by bucket, if there is a machine that can replace human water to pull up, it would be great."

There is no need to emphasize the use of magic in the research center, and the grandma mage naturally understands it. After thinking for a while, she said, "In this case, a more complicated transmission system is required, and there will be a lot of loss of steam from the initial propulsion to the end."

"It doesn't matter, because 24-hour non-stop use can make up for this part of the loss." Cecil explained in detail the various assumptions about power, "We can start with the water pump, and the water tower in the bathhouse still has to be pumped manually. , I hope you can invent a machine that can pump water from a low place to a high place. This kind of machine burns coal or charcoal and can run automatically without human control. It doesn’t matter if it’s bigger, as long as it can reach day and night. It’s just a matter of stopping it.”

Grandma Master nodded: "I understand, let's try it."

It has to be said that the quality of the mages who joined the research institute is much higher than that of the flame goblins. They don't mention tiredness or money. They are doing all kinds of research conscientiously, just want to acquire more scientific knowledge.

Cecil was also worried about whether there would be spies from other countries joining in the theft of technology. After he told Langdon about this concern, he got a contemptuous look: "Think again, dear, think again."

When Cecil thought about it, he suddenly understood, how could the magic country value the science and technology of the Middle Kingdom? This world is full of people like Samuel, so when he received an alliance request from Losher At that time, I was really a little puzzled.

"Lochelle is also one of the top ten countries?" Cecil held a leadership meeting and asked strangely, "Or did I make a mistake?"

"No, Luoxie is one of the Ten Kingdoms." Russell sighed, "However, it has a king with a bad mind."

"Alexander Tuke II, the biggest regret in his life is that he didn't encounter war. He is a man who likes to open up territories and make contributions." Langdon explained the situation, "His favorite is the part about the Gay Knights, Wang The story of the cavalry falling in love with the king and dragging the entire gay knights into the water, I have been looking forward to galloping the battlefield with his cavalry, and now, this opportunity is coming."

Cecil looked down at the parchment scroll again. The news about Rocher came through the Gay Knights, and Burton directly sent him through the parchment scroll, which was not formal at all.

【Luoxie asked if you want to fight St. Panier together, and said that the chances of winning are very high. 】

What Cecil doesn't understand is: why come to me?

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