Chapter 45: Come out, black technology!

  Mo Yan has recently handed over all his work to his assistants, so what is he doing himself? In fact, Mo Yan hasn't been idle. Over the past few days, he's been dealing with some matters related to the future. Let's rewind time back three days.

  After sending Hei Long to deliver the message, Mo Yan continued to handle official business in his office, although it was boring but also something he had to do. Currently, the winery in the city has started construction, and the drawings of the brewing equipment have been handed over to the blacksmith's workshop, where the skilled gray dwarves are forging the brewing vessels. At the same time, the granary in the city is also clearing up space to prepare for grain procurement.

  In Aylan or the entire continent, brewing technology is a tragedy. The people of Salte do not understand what distillation and purification are, nor do they know how to preserve wine. From the honey wine sold by the people of Salte, as well as things that have been renamed but are still actually honey wine, Mo Yan discovered a huge business opportunity.

  Wine that has been fermented and purified is a good thing, and the purified white wine can become a high-end drink that no one who loves to drink can resist its temptation. Such wine only needs to be packaged and sold in various places on the mainland, which can bring huge benefits to Thundercliff. At the same time, alcohol is also a good fuel, as well as an important strategic material.

  More importantly, if there is alcohol as a fuel, Mo Yan can barely make an internal combustion engine without discovering oil. Once there is an internal combustion engine, many things that could not be done before can be put on the agenda, such as high-rise buildings, high-rise buildings, and high-rise buildings, okay, just kidding.

  "Recently, the reports from the underground city have mentioned that there are some unstable phenomena within the families in the city." Lirien handed a document written in Elvish to Moyan and said: "This is a report personally submitted by Aishi, with Gil's signature at the end, as well as his assessment of the situation."

  "Has some demon from hell contacted Zorvath?" Mo Yan said, stroking his chin after reading Aishi's report. "If so, Lirielis, do you know of any way for demons to send things from hell to the mortal realm? I think hell must have some method to remove that seal."

  "If it weren't for the living devil, it would be possible, but it requires a large amount of magical power. And currently, it's not the rainy season, the main plane's barrier is very complete, even if preparations are made, it's impossible to do so." Lirius said: "So for now, even if they contact the devil, at least they'll have to wait until next rainy season to get the materials needed to remove the seal."

  "Give Aixi the order." Mo Yan thought for a moment and said, "Have her gather all the heirs of the various families in the underground city and send them to Leiting Cliff. Tell her I need to dispatch envoys to garrison other cities. I've heard that the Zuo'er family usually has many heirs, so have her choose the strongest one from each family."

  Almost all the children born to the main mothers of the Zorvath family have the right to inherit the family. Unlike the rare and low-yielding elves, these escaped Zorvaths became very prolific, which is a gift from the Pain Goddess and also an inevitable adaptation to the underground. As a result, these cunning Zorvaths almost every change in power was accompanied by a huge change in the family.

  Sisters kill sisters, daughters kill mothers, and it's all happening almost every day in the city of Chor. As the one who controls the entire family, the main mother will not allow any daughter to become too powerful for her own safety. They are good at balancing, keeping their favorite daughters at an advantage while not becoming strong enough to threaten themselves.

  Most of the time, other daughters in the family are suppressed by a strong sister or younger sister and can only unite to resist the person chosen by the main mother. These Zorvath families generally maintain an extremely delicate balance, and once one side's power expands, the other side will face great danger.

  Once the strong daughter is forced to leave her family, the suppressed daughters will gang up to divide the power she left behind, leaving her with no support even after returning to the family. A big bone hangs in front of everyone, and the occupying vicious dog has been taken away by its owner. Will the originally suspicious alliance still unite? The other families in the city are in chaos, which will allow Ash to almost deal with the restless families in Santos.

  "Not a bad idea." Lirien smiled and said, "In that case, those families will only be busy dealing with internal affairs and won't have time to worry about others, giving Aishi an opportunity. But if she can't seize this opportunity and stabilize the situation afterwards?"

  "Well, in that case I can only consider changing agents." Mo Yan shrugged and said: "Such a foolish person has no value to being alive."

  After finishing the routine work, Mo Yan came alone to the research center of the Lei Feng Industrial Zone. This research center was set up by Mo Yan in order to open the black technology next to the original industrial zone's process confirmation center. The things inside can be said to be the most confidential things in the entire Lei Feng Cliff, so there are three teams of demonic creatures from the First Legion guarding here.

  "Lord of the Castle!" The horned demons standing guard at the gate, saluted Mo Yan as he approached. Their red fists pounded their chests with an unusually loud thud.

  "Mm." Mo Yan nodded and walked into this building, which was the largest in the industrial zone, to continue his unfinished work from yesterday.

  "Lord of the Castle! You've arrived!" The busy gray dwarves in the research center stopped their work and looked at Mo Yan with reverence, their voices filled with respect.

  "What about the thing made in the iron furnace yesterday?" Mo Yan came to a mechanical surface full of cavities, picked up a rough forged wrench and asked a gray dwarf: "I remember when I left yesterday, I told you to make those levers. The problem with steel forging was solved yesterday, wasn't it."

  "Yes, sir." The dwarf called Iron Furnace hastily brought over several iron plates and said: "These are the parts we made last night. We've already tested their hardness, and they all meet your requirements."

  "It's okay." Mo Yan looked at the parts in his hand, compared them with the holes on the machine in front of him and said: "Now the main part is done, what's left are some details. Just produce the parts according to the drawings I provided and get ready for mass production. Now I'll assemble the next part, you all come over and take a look."

  Mo Yan began to assemble the machine with the parts that the dwarves had just made. The gray dwarves in the research center gathered around Mo Yan, watching as he used his large hands to skillfully fix and assemble each part onto the unfinished machine, constantly taking notes with pen and paper.

  These dwarves are the most outstanding personnel among the Thunderfist Dwarves' various ironwork shops. In the past, they had their own pride, thinking of themselves as master-level figures, and any weapon or equipment that came into their hands would not have anything they couldn't understand. But after Mo Yan threw a stack of blueprints in front of them, their original pride turned into a joke.

  They, who call themselves masters, don't even know what the mechanical thing on the picture is for. There was once a dwarf who refused to give up and questioned that such a thing had no use at all. Then Mo Yan tore this dwarf into pieces in front of others and fed them to the guarding monsters.

  Mo Yan told the dwarves through his actions that here, they only had to study and work, no one could question what he did. Otherwise, that dwarf would be the fate of all of them. And so, in a quiet atmosphere, the research center started running, producing strange things one after another.

  Mo Yan, working with a group of grey dwarves, soon made them understand that he was an expert in mechanical aspects. The grey dwarves encountered difficulties that could not be solved, and in Mo Yan's hands, they were resolved in three or two strokes. Within the first five days of operation, Mo Yan improved the method of smelting iron and produced a thing called steel. Steel is not only much harder than iron, but also has extreme toughness under special formulas.

  This is undoubtedly an existence like a miracle for the dwarves who love to forge iron. With this excellent metal, the performance of the forged weapons and armor will be greatly improved, and some things that were originally impossible to forge but only existed in design can also be created.

  "That's it for today." Mo Yan said after installing all the parts forged by the dwarves onto the machine in half an hour. "The production of parts still needs to be accelerated, I want you to streamline the processes you see after completing the production of parts."

  "Is it like forging a weapon?" The iron stove heard Mo Yan's words and asked, "But I'm very curious about this strange machine, what is it used for? This big lump of iron seems to have no sharp edges at all, and it can't be worn on the body either."

  "This is an internal combustion engine." Mo Yan looked at the dwarf and finally explained: "When the time comes, you will know its use. Once this thing is completed, it will even change the entire world!"

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  Monday is just one chapter, if there's no special notice, it will remain this way.

  But once I started writing about the main character, it felt like there was nothing left to write... I think I'll go write about the Punic Wars instead.