Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

Linde was very excited, not only because he had overcome several engineering problems at once, but also because a mountain of gold appeared in front of Linde.

A golden mountain called Magic Industry.

When the Rune Furnace was created, Lind had a similar idea, but it was not until the design of this magical steam engine appeared that Lind truly felt that the magic industry had become a reality!

Especially now, the magic crystals that serve as the source of power can also be artificially produced. The workshop where the puppet is located is constantly spewing out fresh magic crystals.

After listening to Lind's explanation, Elisa's eyes lit up. Although she still didn't quite understand how effective this thing was, it was indeed feasible in theory.

Linde became more and more excited the more he read it, to the point of almost bursting with excitement, because this plan would eliminate even the air pollution caused by burning coal.

"Please wait a moment." Just as Linde was about to leave excitedly, Ilufa stopped him in time. "I have a few questions for Mr. Linus."

"Sir, I dare not. Madam, please feel free to ask." With Lind's foundation, Linus was much calmer towards Ilfa.

"According to your design, the opening and closing time of different magic runes needs to be strictly controlled, at least for the two that control the piston movement. Then, there is the problem of interference and output of different magic runes." Ilufa asked seriously. "How do you plan to deal with it?"

At this moment, Ilfa did not seem to be asking questions, but rather like a teacher testing his students.

Chapter 326 Something Similar

In response to Illufa's question, Linus's expression changed and his mouth opened and closed.

He hesitated several times, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, Linus did not speak out his true thoughts. Instead, he humbly said, "I'm sorry, ma'am, I'm just an illegal magic craftsman who doesn't know any magic. I can't sense magic power, so I can't adjust the size and arrangement of different magic runes. The specific magic runes still need your ma'am and the young lady's profound wisdom."

Linus' tone was respectful and humble, without the slightest hint of sarcasm, but for some reason, Linde heard humiliation and unwillingness in his tone.

I remember Linus said that he was a magic craftsman who could not use magic. Before being exiled to Ivozhen Island, he worked illegally in other magicians' workshops and could only draw magic runes according to others' ready-made magic runes. Because the laws of the Holy Empire stipulated that civilians who did not know any magic were prohibited from using anything related to magic, so it was illegal for Linus to work as a magic craftsman in the Holy Empire.

It is almost a consensus among civilians in the Holy Empire that civilians cannot use the power of magic. As a result, magic has become a sacred power in the eyes of civilians. However, Lind knows that this is not the case at all. Efit, who is not a magician, can draw magic runes with his bare hands.

Not only Linde, but Ilfa also heard the humiliation and unwillingness in Linus's tone, but she didn't say anything.

"I can design the specific runes." Illufa didn't delve into the reluctance in Linus's tone. Perhaps he had something to hide. "The specific production will depend on your craftsmanship."

“It is the supreme honor for every magic craftsman to be able to draw the magic runes of the former Holy Maiden of Magic.” Linus said sincerely.

"It's just the most basic hand shaping. Alisa can do it too." Ilfa waved his hand.

"mom!"

"Thank you for your help." The loving interaction between the mother and daughter made Lind chuckle subconsciously. "Please build the prototype first. No matter the parts or the magic crystals, make it in the shortest possible time. The first prototype does not need to be perfect or have high performance. As long as it can run smoothly, it will be fine."

"Are you ordering me!?" Just as Lind gave the order, Ilfa suddenly raised his voice and spoke seriously.

"Ah?" Linde was stunned.

"Just kidding." Then Ilfa laughed. "Don't worry, this job is not difficult. I can finish it in a few days."

After explaining the tasks, everyone left. It was getting late, the sun was about to set, and another day ended.

Walking home, Linde's steps were cheerful, hopping like a rabbit.

Although it does work in principle, there is still a big gap between what works in theory and what is actually possible. Therefore, for this first steam engine, Linde did not seek perfection but only verification. As long as the verification was effective, subsequent modifications would be much easier.

Moreover, compared with the original steam engine, the steam engine improved by magic runes is much easier to manufacture. The piston does not need to be as tight, the valve does not need to be shifted, the water vapor pressure on the cylinder is much smaller, and the material requirements for the cylinder are much lower. The manufacturing difficulty is completely different.

Moreover, if the magic rune version of the steam engine is successful, it means that a brand new technology tree, different from Lind's original world, has been opened, and overtaking on the curve will not be difficult to achieve.

If overtaking on a curve is really successful, then maybe black silk can also...

Linde felt like his saliva was about to flow out.

Lind quickly returned to his tent. Everyone else had already returned, and they all had a delicious dinner together.

During dinner, Katie chatted about things on the farm, including the reclamation of new farmland and the time to harvest a new batch of staple food blessed by Mother Earth.

Unlike Katie who brought good news, Schnee, who was in charge of hunting, had some bad news. There were fewer and fewer wild animals in the forest around the camp, and now every time they went hunting, they had to go farther away. The longer they traveled, the shorter they had to hunt, and as a result, the harvest from hunting each day became less.

The population in the camp is increasing, but the amount of food is decreasing. Winter is coming in more than two months. Once winter comes, we can only rely entirely on stored food to survive.

As for the food problem, in addition to reclaiming wasteland, Lind can only bet his hopes on potatoes and corn. Lind can't remember clearly about corn, but he remembers that potatoes can still be planted in this season.

"By the way, how cold is the winter on Ivozhen Island?" Lind suddenly thought of a question. He had not experienced the winter on Ivozhen Island yet.

"Well... it's OK." Katie recalled while eating black bread. "It's not cold outside without clothes."

"Ah?" Linde was stunned.

"Katie!" Kitama blushed and scolded immediately. "Sorry, Linde, when Katie was a child, she would run outside without clothes after taking a bath in order to dry her body."

Linder blinked blankly.

"Winter on Iwojin Island..." After scolding her sister, Kitama put her finger on her chin and pretended to think. "It feels okay. It rains a lot, rarely snows, and it's not too cold."

"Will the river freeze?" Lind asked.

"Rarely," Kitama thought. "I only saw the river freeze over once."

It's an island, with small temperature differences, heavy rain in winter, and temperatures rarely reaching freezing point. Is this a temperate oceanic climate?

If this is the case, it doesn't seem impossible to grow potatoes in winter, as long as you bury them a little deeper.

Dinner was spent chatting, and Lind told them about the steam engine, looked into the future, and for the first time introduced in detail what black silk was.

After dinner, Lind said goodbye to the Niu sisters and little Schnee. He would sleep at Efit's place for the next few days to prevent her from having a myocarditis attack.

"I can smell it." Before Linde left, Kitama reminded with a smile, which earned Linde a somewhat embarrassed smile.

"Sister." After Linde left, Katie asked curiously. "Do you know what black silk is?"

"Of course I don't know." Kitama shook his head with a wry smile and started packing up.

Kitama was clearing the dishes, Schnee went out for a walk to digest her food, and Katie was looking for the black stockings that Lind had just mentioned.

Although she has a carefree personality, Katie's female instinct reminds her that this thing is very important.

"Black, elastic thread." Katie smacked her lips and tried to think. "I seem to have seen something similar somewhere..."

Chapter 327: The Evil God's Mission

Efit's Tavern, the sixth dream.

Efit is a secret follower of the evil god. He came to Lind with a mission, and to some extent he could be called a spy. Although he is a spy, Efit's identity is not made up. Everything he said to Lind is true, such as his family is indeed a moonshine business, he is indeed the third generation, and the tavern in the camp is indeed the sixth tavern in his family.

The ancestral craft cannot be lost, although as a girl, it should not be her turn to inherit this craft. Efit's winemaking technology is half stolen. Now the tavern has been built and the wine has been brewed, but there are no customers in the tavern yet.

Originally, Efit was planning to actually open the tavern after the battle with the Chaos Beastmen was over, but an accident happened and delayed the plan again.

but……

Efit unconsciously raised her fingers and gently stroked her pink lips.

Just as Efit's eyes were becoming increasingly blurred, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the tent. The soundproofing of the tent was poor, and it was normal for people to pass by outside. At first glance, everyone's footsteps sounded the same, but Efit still shuddered, tidied his appearance as quickly as possible, and then sat upright in a chair with a decent smile on his face.

Soon, the owner of the footsteps came in. It was Lind.

"Master! You're here!" Aifit said in surprise. Although he had already heard it from the footsteps just now, when Linde really came in, Aifit still smiled.

"Well, here I am, just as agreed." Lind smiled and nodded at Efit.

As a secret believer of the evil god, like other believers, the evil god also blessed and strengthened Efit. Different from the powerful fighting power of the blood god, the sharp thinking of the trick god, and the cleanliness and hygiene of the plague god, the blessing of the evil god is a more acute sense.

A sharper vision, a sharper hearing, a more dexterous hands, a more flexible tongue. A stronger sense of perception, and thus the ability to feel a stronger sensory stimulation, is the most basic characteristic of the evil god's followers. It is also because of this that Efit can keenly distinguish the subtle differences in the footsteps of different people.

By the way, it is normal for the senses to be enhanced in the beginning, but when the senses are enhanced to a certain extent, normal organs will also change.

"No need to get up, just rest." Seeing Efit was about to get up, Lind hurriedly stopped him. "How do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you feel chest tightness or palpitations?"

"No." Efit smiled and shook his head.

"Give me your hand."

Lind walked up to Efit and said to Efit. Efit cooperated and stretched out his hand, allowing Lind to press his pulse on his wrist.

This is not taking the pulse. Linde is not a Chinese medicine practitioner. The purpose of taking the pulse is to check whether the heart rhythm is regular. After confirming that the pulse is regular, Linde pointed to Efit's chest.

"I need to hear your heart," Lind said.

"Okay." Efit nodded with a smile and took off his shirt.

The holy object, which was not in line with her age, swayed in front of Lind's eyes. The fact that such a huge volume could maintain its shape was enough to prove the strength of the girl's ligaments. The boy did not panic because of the beautiful scenery in front of him, but kept his expression normal and put his ear directly on it.

Since there was no stethoscope, Lind could only use this primitive method to listen to the heart sounds. The boy gently grasped both sides of his heart with both hands, put his ears close to his chest, and listened carefully to the sounds of each heart auscultation area.

After hearing everything, Lind placed his hand on the apex of his heart to feel for any friction.

"There is no abnormal bulge in the precordial area, no abnormal pulsation, no tremor or pericardial friction sensation, the heart rhythm is regular, the heart rate is about seventy beats per minute, no obvious pathological murmur is heard, there is no obvious murmur in the valve area, and no pericardial friction sound." After the cardiac examination, Lind habitually reported the medical history.

"What?" Efit was stunned.

"nothing."

After the inspection, Efit calmly put his clothes back on. He kept a gentle smile throughout the whole process, but his slightly trembling hands and the wrong buttons several times proved that Efit was not calm in his heart.

While sorting out his clothes, Efit was also observing Lind's reaction. They were so close, so he should have some reaction, right?

But in fact, Lind has always been calm and composed, without the slightest sign of abnormality. Not to mention raising the flag, even his face didn't blush.

"Your heart should be fine," Lind concluded. "It's been several days, and you still don't have any symptoms. It should be fine."

"But just to be on the safe side, I'll sleep at your place today, okay?"

Is it okay? Do you even need to ask? Of course it is okay! Don’t even mention sleeping for a few days! Sleeping for a year or a lifetime is no problem!

As it was already late, the two didn't chat for long and just went to bed.

The two did not sleep in the same bed. After all, they were both at an age when hormones were free, and Efit was still a believer in the god of evil. If they really slept in the same bed, with one poking you here and the other kicking you there, it was really possible that they would become a fire that would ignite at once.

In order to make it easier for Efit to wake himself up in time if something happened, Lind tied a rope around their wrists so that if something happened in the middle of the night, Efit could wake himself up at any time.

After saying good night to each other, Lind turned off the oil lamp. Not long after, deep breathing sounds were heard from Lind's place.

Efit's eyes were closed and his breathing was steady, seemingly asleep. But after a while, Efit suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head calmly, and looked quietly at Linde next door.

With the five senses strengthened by the evil god, he could hear the heartbeat, which was very faint to ordinary people, in the dark. Based on the heartbeat and breathing, Efit concluded that Lind had fallen asleep.

Looking at the mission target so close at hand, Efit felt that something uncontrollable was about to surge out of his body.

At first, Efit and Lind's meeting was completely accidental, on the ship carrying exiled prisoners. Then came the massive attack by the Chaos Beastmen, which broke through the city.

Relying on the power bestowed by the God of Evil, Efit survived the first round of attack. Then, when the two met again, it was time to rebuild the camp.

Although they met, Efit's purpose was no longer simple, he was carrying out a mission as the God of Evil.

"Master Linde..." Efit began to do judo, murmuring in a low voice that would definitely not wake up the person next to him.

Chapter 328 This Is Not a Steam Engine

As the days passed, everything in the camp was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Without the threat of war, Lind felt a little more relaxed and could build his territory according to the original plan.

After several days of observation, Lind finally diagnosed Efit as "cured". She did not have myocarditis. Efit ended her vacation and started working as a secretary.

Ilufa and Elisa went to develop an improved version of the steam engine, so Lind became the de facto head of the camp. For several consecutive days, Lind was in his office, handling all the affairs of the camp.

Although there was no threat of war, Lind felt that his workload had increased.

In the past few days, new beastmen have come to join the camp, and the population has finally exceeded 1,000. Although the increase in population means more people working, it is a good thing, but it also means more mouths to feed, especially at this time when winter is approaching, the pressure on food is even greater.

There was no other choice but for Linde to use a large number of people to open up wasteland and harvest a wave of crops before winter, while also starting to experiment with potato planting, hoping for success.

In addition to the food problem, in order to prepare for the steam engine, Lind also planned the camp buildings. In addition to the residential area, facilities such as the steel plant, cement plant, and brick factory should also be prepared early, although the so-called factory is just a larger cement house.

There were also religious issues. As the number of beastmen increased, conflicts and frictions between the followers of the Mother Earth and the Emperor of God began to increase. The two sides would have heated exchanges from time to time, causing chaos.

As the busy days passed, Linde was always in a fulfilled state. Efit was doing her job as a female secretary conscientiously, stirring up Linde's instincts intentionally or unintentionally.

Be patient for another year. This is the bottom line that Lind has set for himself. Be patient for another year.

"Master, you have worked hard." It was another morning. After dealing with a fight between a war nun and a bear beastman, Lind leaned back in his chair tiredly. Efit immediately walked behind Lind and gave him a massage.

"Huh~ Thank you." Lind let out a long breath, then closed his eyes and enjoyed Efit's massage service.

Although it was just an ordinary massage, Efit's fingers were very flexible and the strength was just right. Every massage made Lind want to scream out in comfort, and there was always a faint smile on Efit's face, and he was obviously enjoying it.

"You even know how to give massage." Lind exclaimed while enjoying Efit's massage.