Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

Shanoya was prepared for Ilfa's response. She stepped forward and asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

"Sister, do you know this master, Vixen Booker?"

"…Why did you mention him?" As soon as the name was mentioned, Ilfa's face suddenly fell.

"It's good for you to know, sister." Shanoya handed over the document in her hand. "This is the research report of Master Vixen Booker."

Ilfa glanced at the document. The cover read "Research Report on the Beastmen's Reproduction Methods".

Chapter 129 Steel Plant

Lind fought with four skeletons possessed by demon souls for half a day yesterday and also traveled for a whole day. He was very tired, but now was not the time to rest. Lind still had a lot of things to do.

First, all the ores found were sent to the steel mill. Yes, the steel mill, although it was just a blacksmith shop, a simple wooden and canvas tent structure, with only four apprentices, but Lind privately called it the steel mill.

By the way, according to Lind’s memory, in the original owner’s homeland, the Holy Empire, there have been prototypes of factories and larger-scale workshops. However, these workshops are still far from real factories.

Don't think that factories and workshops are simply about advanced technology. Lind still clearly remembers how in the original world, factories used amazing efficiency to razed all the workshops like a whirlwind, and how the roaring machines devoured tons of raw materials and spurted out thousands of goods.

Now that he has traveled here, whether it is to make the whole civilization progress or to make black silk to satisfy his own little desires, Lind hopes to replicate the factories in his previous life. Calling the small blacksmith shop a steel factory is also to remind himself not to forget the comfortable living environment in his previous life.

"All these ores have been given to you. Your immediate task is to smelt all of these iron ores into iron. You don't need to participate in all other tasks. You just need to complete your daily quota, and you will have meat to eat and points." In order to arouse the blacksmiths' enthusiasm for work and improve work efficiency as much as possible, Lind directly asked them to focus on iron smelting and not to worry about anything else.

"Yes." Stanley, the blacksmith, nodded, and looked at Lind with a little more restraint than before he set out. "Excuse me, how much share did you say, young master?"

Young Master? Lin De was stunned, a little confused by the title, but he didn't think much about it.

The steel mill has been established for some time, but because there was no iron ore before, it has been doing repair, processing, and remelting work. Now that there is ore, how much iron can the blacksmith shop here produce every day?

Unfortunately, there was no relevant memory in the original owner's memory. Just when Lind was about to ask the blacksmith directly, Efit, who was standing next to him, suddenly coughed loudly, attracting Lind's attention.

When Lind returned to the camp, Efit immediately came to Lind and served as a beautiful secretary. As for the winemaking work assigned to her, Efit said that everything had been done and now it just needed to be left there to ferment.

"Hmm?" Lind heard Efit's voice and turned to look at Efit. Efit came up and whispered something in Lind's ear.

"Master, assuming there is not enough ore, a blacksmith can melt about 20 kilograms of iron a day." Efit whispered to Lind.

The hot air blowing in his ears was like a tickle, making Lind's heart agitated, especially since he had just kissed the cow's tongue yesterday. Since that night, Lind found himself particularly easily excited.

Lind knew very well that this was the cause of the onset of puberty. The accelerated secretion of hormones caused the body to produce various maladaptive reactions.

He pulled his ears away as if escaping, and nodded to Effie with an awkward expression to express his gratitude. How could a moonshiner know the working ability of a blacksmith? Lind did not ask, but looked directly at the two blacksmiths.

"How much iron can you produce in a day?" After knowing the level of blacksmiths in this world, Linde had an idea in his mind.

"If it's this kind of ore, and if Miss Alisa can continue to use her powerful magic, we can smelt 60 kilograms of iron a day!" said another blacksmith, Hamilton proudly.

"Wow~ Your skills are amazing." Efit was a little surprised.

"Of course! I've been a blacksmith for thirty years! Of course my skills are impeccable!"

"Me too!"

The two blacksmiths, who were no more than 40 years old, claimed to have 30 years of experience as blacksmiths, but this was the truth. There were no schools in this world like in the previous life. The only magic schools operated in a similar way to universities, and church schools taught mostly theology. Almost all technical jobs were passed down through the master-apprentice relationship. Many craftsmen started as apprentices when they were only a few years old, and many of them were fathers and sons.

Lind was the same. He remembered that he started receiving knight-related education when he was six years old.

Two blacksmiths can smelt 60 kilograms of iron a day, which is definitely a skilled worker, but this is based on the high quality of the ore and the fact that Alisa is always the heating tool for them. It's OK for a short time, but Alisa definitely can't keep the fire here all the time, there are still many places that need Alisa's magic.

What's more, Lind remembered that Elisa was feeling unwell these days, and it was inappropriate for her to stay in the hot blacksmith shop at this time.

And sixty kilograms of iron is too little. I remember that the annual steel production of the Celestial Empire before the time travel was more than one billion tons, which means that if there was no one working every day... Anyway, it must be more than sixty kilograms.

Steel is the foundation of everything, whether it is making weapons or further developing the technology tree, steel is the foundation of the foundation. Even the current regent of the Holy Empire has such a famous saying: Steel, faith and sacrifice are the cornerstones of the empire.

According to the two blacksmiths' estimates, the iron ore that Linde brought back could produce about 600 kilograms of iron. It wasn't too much, but it was enough to meet the needs of the camp at this time.

The iron ore residue is also useful for making cement.

But 60 kilograms a day is really too little...

"I'm here." Just then, Alisa came. "Today... eh? Linde, you're here too."

"Why are you here?" Linde was a little surprised to see Elisa coming.

"Let's make iron." Elisa said very consciously. "Didn't you get the iron ore? Needless to say, I know you will let me heat up the furnace."

"I don't have to water the farmland anymore. The canals have been dug and the waterwheel has been built. But where did you learn how to use the waterwheel, Linde? It's amazing!"

"I read it in a book." Linde said casually. "Also, you don't have to come today. I know you haven't been feeling well these days."

Alisa was stunned at first, then she immediately blushed when she realized what Linde was talking about.

The two blacksmiths also became nervous when they heard that Elisa was not coming. Without magic, it was impossible to achieve 60 kilograms a day.

"Forget it, everyone is here." Linde waved his hand helplessly. "Let's refine a furnace for you first."

Chapter 130: Expanding Iron Production

The importance of steel is self-evident. It is a very important thing. It can even be said to be the cornerstone of civilization. Without steel, many things cannot be done. The fate of a civilization without iron can be seen from the Native Americans on Earth.

The daily iron output of 60 kilograms is really too low. Although the problem is not prominent now due to the insufficient amount of iron ore, once the problem of Chaos Beastmen is solved and the road to the mine is no longer dangerous, the issue of steel production will become very important.

Because there were too many things to do before, Linde had not studied the iron smelting technology of this world, and the camp was mainly repairing and remelting before. Now it is smelting from ore, so Linde has to study it carefully.

"Is this the furnace of this world?" Lind looked at the furnace in front of him. It was made of clay, about one meter high, with a sphere at the bottom and a cylindrical furnace at the top. There were two openings on the furnace, one at the top of the cylinder and one at the bottom of the sphere. There was a magic rune at the top of the sphere. Lind recognized this rune. It was a fire point-level rune for heating.

"What do you mean by this world? You talk as if you are not from this world." Maybe because she was feeling uncomfortable during those few days, Elisa's tone was a little hostile.

"It seems a little different from what I remember..." Lind rolled his eyes and observed the furnace. It seemed a little different from the furnaces he had seen in other blacksmith shops.

"Master, you are right. This is indeed different from the common furnace. I redesigned it based on Miss Elisa's magic." Stanley, the blacksmith, said proudly. "Since it uses magic to heat, there is no need to burn coal or charcoal, so I omitted the place to burn fuel, optimized the charging port, and the way to discharge molten iron!"

Stanley explained to everyone how to use the furnace, where to add materials, how to add them, and how to release the molten iron. He looked excited.

After listening for a while, Elisa's eyes became dazed, and Efit wasn't much better, but Lind listened attentively, not missing any details.

As the saying goes, different trades are like different mountains, let alone different industries, even if they are all in the medical industry, this is true. Before Linde traveled through time, he was a neurologist, treating mental illnesses. If Linde were to treat a mental illness, he would probably be at a loss, not to mention the iron smelting industry.

Linde also had only vague memories of iron smelting, including a few terms such as blast furnace. However, after receiving a live demonstration from the blacksmith in this world, Linde understood what many of those terms from his previous life meant.

Then, after understanding the meaning of that knowledge, there was another whisper, echoing in Lind's ears. Needless to say, it was the whisper of some evil god.

The blacksmiths demonstrated how to refine iron ore into iron, and Lind asked questions from time to time. The serfs in the camp knew that Sir Lind was not an ordinary noble. Unlike other nobles who were high and mighty and often made outrageous demands, Lind was very humble when communicating with the serfs, and the questions he asked and the opinions he put forward were very reasonable, and he was definitely not unreasonable. Therefore, the serfs were also happy to communicate with Lind.

Lind has unique insights in almost every field, even in excrement treatment. In farmland, composting technology has been used on a large scale, so much so that serfs no longer have the right to excrete freely.

Seeing that Linde could even talk about iron smelting with the blacksmith, Elisa, who had already gotten used to it, was still very surprised. Where on earth did you learn so much knowledge?

"I already know how to make iron." Stanley explained the complete process of iron making. "Then according to you, the reason for the low iron production is still heating, right?"

"...Yes, yes." Stanley's brain crashed for a few seconds again. "Also, sir, the production is not low..."

"I'm not blaming you." Linde shook his head. "It's just that this amount of iron is too little for a city."

Stanley's eyes widened. Aren't we staying here temporarily until the Holy Empire comes to rescue us all? From the sound of your voice, are we going to build another Dundalk city here?

That's right! That must be it! We are also building a new city! Stanley thought he understood Lind's idea.

"Can we build this furnace bigger?" Lind asked.

"In that case, heating will be a problem." Stanley scratched his head. "Iron smelting requires very high temperatures. Ordinary fuel is not hot enough. At least charcoal is needed. Of course, with Miss Alisa's magic there, there will be no problem in this regard."

"What about making the rune bigger, or drawing more runes?"

"That will require more magic power." Alyssa stared with dead fish eyes. "My dear Sir Linde, please don't forget that I am only a triangle-level magic apprentice with limited magic power. Supporting such a 'big' furnace is my limit. More runes... Do you think I am the legendary Red Mage Saint Magnus?"

Saint Magnus the Red Mage is the most powerful magician in the history of the Holy Empire and the only human magician whose rank is above the hexagram level.

Indeed, this is a problem. There are too few magicians. Even if there are enough magicians, asking them to heat the furnace is an insult to most of them.

The iron smelting problem came to an end. Linde had some ideas on how to solve the problem of iron smelting and was ready to go back and think about it carefully. The simplest way to increase the iron smelting capacity was to use the traditional blast furnace, but how to maintain the temperature of the blast furnace was another problem.

Neither coal nor charcoal can be guaranteed to have sufficient supply at this stage, so the only option is to use magic. Moreover, Lind always feels that there are other ways to ignite the industrial revolution hidden in magic.

Just like Elisa said, different levels of magic require different amounts of magic power. The higher the level of the magic imprint required and the larger the area, the more magic power is required. But this brings up a problem. The magic runes in the cave yesterday obviously did not conform to this rule.

It was clearly a huge magic circle that could suck two people in and spit them out intact. Let’s not talk about the second activation. The first activation was only achieved through the impact of a small piece of Sylph Stone fragment.

To figure out this problem, it is not something that a little magic apprentice like Elisa can answer, so she needs to find another magic master.

"Oh, by the way, my aunt is talking to my mother." Elisa reminded when Linde said he was going to find Ilufa.

Chapter 131 Reproductive Isolation

Linde has thought a lot about how to reproduce the advanced and convenient technologies of his previous life. Following the route of the Earth, this is undoubtedly a very long process, so long that he may not be able to reproduce much until he dies.

Although the Industrial Revolution was a technological explosion, this explosion was only relative to the long history of mankind. For an individual, it took more than a lifetime.

If I follow the path of my previous life, I don’t know how long it will take to make the black gauze that haunts me. Even if I do, I won’t be old enough by then…

But magic exists in this world, and it is incredibly powerful. Linde has also seen the power of magic. In front of him, there is a mysterious black-robed man who caused a storm that swept the entire tribe, and in the back, there is Aunt Ilufa who blew out a cave with a fireball. If this powerful force can be used for production, what a great vitality will burst out.

It is better to do it now than wait for a better day. Linde plans to put magic into practice on the technology tree with this vague idea during the iron smelting opportunity.

It would be great if you succeed, but even if you fail, it doesn’t matter. Just treat it as an opportunity to accumulate valuable experience.

According to the blacksmith, the iron smelting technology in this world is limited to about 30 kilograms a day, and that's with the help of magic. But obviously, they are definitely unwilling to let a magician of noble status to burn the boiler, after all, not all magicians are Elisa.

Speaking of this, Linde was a little speechless. The nobles in this world deliberately made magic and knowledge so high and mighty, especially magic, which only the nobles could learn and use, and it was considered an usurpation for the untouchables to even read and write.

If magic is to be used to increase steel production, at least two key magical problems need to be solved, which is obviously beyond Elisa's ability, so Lind went to Ilfa for help.

As the former saint of the God of Magic, although Ilfa is not the strongest in magic, when it comes to the purity of magical knowledge, few people in the entire Holy Empire dare to say that they can definitely beat Ilfa.

The three of them came to the Lord's Mansion in the center of the camp, which was the tent. As the camp gradually got on track, the residences in the camp also began to be upgraded for the first time, and began to add wood and stone. After starting to smelt iron, Linde planned to try to make cement.

When he came out of the tent, he happened to meet Shanoya coming out. The two of them met, and Shanoya was stunned for a moment, especially when she saw Alyssa behind Linde, a trace of anger flashed across her face.

After a casual hello, Shanoya left.

"Is my aunt a little unhappy?" Alyssa asked curiously as she watched Shanoya leave.

"Maybe." Linde said indifferently, then knocked on the wooden door of the tent.

"Who is it?" Ilufa's voice came from the tent.

"Madam, it's me, Linde," Linde replied. "I want to discuss something with you, madam."

"It's Linde, come in."

After getting permission, the three of them filed in. Inside the tent, Ilfa was sitting on a chair, looking at something.

"Madam." "Sir." "Mom." The three of them greeted each other in different ways.

"Yeah." Ilfa nodded, closed the document in his hand and placed it casually on the table.

Linde subconsciously glanced at the cover of the document and was stunned.

"Research Report on the Reproduction Methods of Beastmen"! ?

What the hell is this! ?

"This is..." The explosive headline made Linde forget the purpose of coming here and pointed at the documents on the table in a daze.

"This is a document about Chaos Beastmen, carried by the Battle Sisters." Ilfa's expression was a little weird, as if she was embarrassed to be caught reading a pornographic book.

"As a team fighting against alien races and heretics, the battle sisters carry these documents related to the enemy. Since our main enemy at this stage is the Chaos Beastmen, Shanoya showed this to me."

Ilfa did not tell the complete truth about Shanoya's motives, but this was indeed one of the motives for Shanoya to bring this document.

"How about it? As the son of the Mother Goddess of Earth, are you interested in taking a look?" Ilfa said with a strange smile, pointing to the documents on the table, indicating that Lind could take a look.

"Really?" Lind immediately picked up the document and started reading it, forgetting the purpose of his visit.

Lind has a lot of curiosity about beastmen. As a doctor, Lind is full of curiosity about beastmen, creatures that are very similar to humans but also different.

Take cows for example. Although their body structure is almost the same as that of humans, they still retain the habit of rumination. The same is true for Kitama. Although they are unmarried virgin cows, they can produce milk steadily like lactating women.

There are so many things that Lind wants to know about the Beastmen, such as how to reproduce. Lind once had a very bold guess about the Beastmen's half-human, half-beast appearance.

Could it be that there is no reproductive isolation between humans and animals in this world?

If so, this is an Indian paradise.

Whether there is reproductive isolation between humans and beastmen is a question that Lind is eager to figure out, especially since humans and new beastmen will definitely live together in the camp in the future.