The research on ink and inkstone went well, but the research on papermaking was not.
Wall had no intention of making a paper that could not be used with a quill. If a paper could only be used with a brush, which was complicated and slow to write, then it would be impossible to expect it to be popularized, because writing was first and foremost a tool rather than an art, and efficiency was far more important than aesthetics.
However, it was not easy to invent a paper that could be used with a quill, and the ink would not split on the paper!
First, he thought that perhaps different kinds of wood would lead to different kinds of paper, so he chose dozens of different kinds of wood, and finally chose bamboo as the raw material. He soaked the tender bamboo in water that was mixed with the entry-level spell "acid sputtering", and cast the spell about twice a day to soften the bamboo as quickly as possible. Then he removed the bamboo joints, bamboo skin, and bamboo membrane, and chopped the remaining parts, boiled them in acid, and ground them to get bamboo pulp.
Acid sputtering was a spell of the lowest level, and even a beginner mage apprentice could use it. Although the number of times it could be cast increased, the total cost was much more cost-effective than using the Wood Pulp Purification Spell.
Later, he specially found an alchemist to make a large acid kettle, which could greatly enhance the effect of the acid sputtering spell, save money, and improve the efficiency.
Every time the bamboo pulp was boiled, it had to be transferred to clean water. After the power of magic dissipated, it was ground, and after about three times of boiling and grinding, a fairly pure bamboo pulp was obtained. The quality of this kind of bamboo pulp was very good, and there was no need to remove the impurities, and the production efficiency was quite high, which basically met the requirements of the workshop.
In order to improve the efficiency of papermaking, he specially customized a kind of net with very fine holes, and after strengthening it with magic, it became a template. This kind of cloth was installed on the shelves, and from the well-stirred pulp, a layer was fished out, which was a piece of paper.
One shelf was fished out at a time, and dozens of shelves were overlapped, and after a period of rest, the original paper was formed.
The workers carefully removed the original paper from the template, stacked it layer by layer, pressed off the excess water, and hung it up to dry. After slightly flattening, it was finally Wall's paper.
This kind of paper was white, soft, and quite tough, and had a very good quality. If it was used with a brush and ink, it could be used as a very suitable writing paper. However, it still had the problem of drawing ink, and was not suitable for a quill with a thinner stroke.
Wall's research had reached a bottleneck. He had thought of many ways to make the paper whiter and stronger, but he still could not solve the problem of the black ink.
In order to solve this problem, the higher-ups of the Church took turns to visit the workshop and participate in the research. Among them, Satan proposed a set of solutions. He applied his work experience in the parchment workshop to papermaking. In the process of drying the paper, he added a grinding process, and finally obtained a smoother paper.
When this kind of paper was mixed with ink that was ground with oil, it was indeed no longer ink.
"Mixing ink with oil is too extravagant!" Wall was not satisfied with this. "What I want to do is to target the writing supplies of those who are not rich!"
Thus, Satan's plan was shelved, and the research continued.
This time, they studied for a long time, and in the end, the one who came up with a reliable plan was actually Fafnir, that big lecherous bird.
At that time, Sui Xiong had distributed the trial paper products to the staff of the Church and the amusement park, asking them to work together to see if they could come up with a solution to the black ink problem. Fafnir held the paper for a while, trying to apply water, oil, and blood on it. Then, he found the key to the problem.
"The reason why this paper draws ink is because it is too absorbent," Fafnir said. As it spoke, it took out the other half of the torn paper. This half of the paper had been treated with magic, so it had a slight water repellent property. When it picked up the pen to write, there was no sign of ink splashing at all.
"Then … try to make a paper that is not so absorbent." Inspired, Wall continued to research, and after spending a lot of time and money, he finally got the paper he wanted.
This kind of paper pulp was mixed with some gelatinous materials and some specially designed alchemy potions, so the paper produced did not draw ink. The feeling of writing on it was very similar to that of parchment, but it was not as strong.
At this step, his research was completely successful, and he was finally satisfied.
"So, what's the price of this paper?" Sui Xiong asked when he reported the results.
"Because of the gelatinous materials and alchemy potions, it's still a little higher, but it's much cheaper than parchment," Wall said. "It's less than one-tenth of the price of parchment."
Sui Xiong nodded, and asked again, "So, what if I don't add gelatinous materials and alchemy potions?"
"It can be reduced to one percent," Wall said.
Sui Xiong nodded again, and said casually, "Then why don't you consider changing the writing material?"
Wall was stunned, and looked at him in confusion.
"For example, it's good to write with charcoal." Sui Xiong remembered what had happened when he was practicing sketching, and couldn't help but laugh. "No one said that we must use ink, right? Paper absorbs water? Then we don't use water to write. "
Wall was completely stunned. All this time, he had been stuck in a dead end trying to solve the problem of the absorbency of the paper, but he had never thought of a way around this problem.
"Your … Your Majesty … Why didn't you tell me earlier?" he cried out involuntarily.
Sui Xiong embarrassedly scratched his head. "I was thinking about how to create a new world, and forgot about your matter …"
The poor legendary swordsman "Black Blade" almost spat out blood.
In the end, he was not willing to abandon the formula that he had worked hard to design, and introduced two different kinds of paper.
One kind of paper was slightly thick, and the ink was very bad, but if written with charcoal, there was no problem at all.
The other kind of paper was thin and strong, and there was no ink at all. The feeling of writing with a quill was almost exactly the same as parchment.
The first kind was a low-end product, and the second kind was a high-end product. Wall also introduced a very cheap charcoal for writing, and a graphite charcoal pen invented under the guidance of Sui Xiong.
Although he couldn't follow Sui Xiong's instructions to glue the extremely fine graphite powder, press it into a thin round stick, and then wrap it with a thin wooden strip to make a hexagonal "pencil", in his opinion, his research was already perfect.
Maybe in the future, someone would further improve his research, but the general tone should not go beyond the scope that he had drawn.
As a person who liked reading, and a person who hid in the library with books as his companion even when he was fleeing, this achievement made him satisfied, and he felt that he had "no regrets in this life."
Looking at packs of paper, charcoal strips, charcoal pens, ink blocks, and various stationery being loaded into cars and transported to the branches of "Geerteng Stationery Firm" in various places, the legendary swordsman, who had worked hard for nearly two years, could not help but take a deep breath.
"It's really satisfying to have such an achievement!" He said to Sui Xiong and Olian, who were watching next to him, but his voice was so low that he seemed to be talking to himself. "My life is complete today!"
His voice gradually became low, and his vitality gradually decreased, and his eyelids slowly closed.
Olian was shocked and thought that her teacher was dying. When she was about to try to help him, she was stopped by Sui Xiong.
"Little fool, don't make trouble!" Sui Xiong said with a smile. "Your teacher is going to break through!"
"Break through? Break through what? "the usually calm female Countess asked stupidly.
"A legendary strongman breaking through again. What else can it be?" Sui Xiong couldn't help but laugh. "Wall, this guy, is going to step into the Demigod Realm!"
When Wall's breath was reduced to the extreme, like a candle in the wind, and was about to be extinguished at any time, a strange power burst out from the deepest part of his soul, like a bridge, connecting him with the source of the world.
Endless power flowed out from the source of the world and flowed into his soul, making his soul, which was originally full of impurities, not strong enough and not pure enough, rapidly strengthened. This strengthening was quickly reflected back to his physical body. The disguise of old age quickly disappeared, revealing his true appearance.
The original strong back and bear waist did not become thicker, but vaguely revealed the momentum like a mountain. His weather-beaten face became more delicate and white, as if he was several years younger. If not for that scar, he could have gone to Hengdian Studios to be an idol martial arts star.
However, after his physical body and soul were sufficiently strengthened, the connection between Wall and the source of the world did not break. Instead, accompanied by a low hum that mortals could not hear, there was a strange wave vibrating in his soul. There was an indescribable song echoing in the surrounding air, and there were colorful lights falling from the sky, illuminating the surroundings like a fairyland.
Among the gods of various countries in the Myriad Worlds, many noticed the scene here and looked over in confusion.
With a flash of light, the incarnations of the God of Literature and Art and the God of Classics appeared at the same time, staring at Wall, who gradually floated in the strange light, as if he had lost weight and was floating in the air.
In his chest, a circle of golden light slowly appeared, and in the golden light, there were paper, books, ink, and charcoal pens.
"What priesthood is this?" Sui Xiong asked.
"It's not culture or art."
"It's not books either."
"Then what is it?" Sui Xiong asked.
The two gods could not answer. They could feel that this was a priesthood that was closely related to them, but they could not be sure what it was.
After a while, Wall's body shook violently and shattered into countless specks of light. But then, these spots of light regrouped and turned into him.
However, at this moment, he had changed his clothes. Wearing a scholar's robe, all kinds of transparent stationery appeared around him, and countless scenes of people reading and writing surrounded him.
In the Pantheon Temple, there was an additional chair that was not eye-catching in terms of status, but the light it emitted was unusually eye-catching. It was just that it was still hazy, like a shadow, and had not been confirmed.
The God of Art and Art and the God of Classics shook at the same time and said, "Knowledge!"
"Knowledge? The God of Knowledge?! "Sui Xiong was shocked." It sounds very high and mighty! "
Another ray of light descended, and a colorful ball of light appeared beside them.
This was the Master of Mystery, the God of Wisdom and Magic, a recognized powerhouse among the gods.
"From today onwards, culture will be widely spread in the world, and wisdom will be separated into 'knowledge' and 'mystery.'" The Master of Mystery looked at Wall quietly, and then turned to look at Sui Xiong.
"Knowledge and mystery are part of wisdom, and cannot be separated," he said.
Sui Xiong understood what he meant.
"I thought the God of Mages would appear first, but I did not expect the God of Knowledge to be one step ahead of me," he said. "However, I welcome his arrival."
At this moment, Wall opened his eyes.
He glanced to his left and right and understood the current situation.
Without any hesitation, he — or rather, he — knelt down on one knee in front of Sui Xiong.
"Great Void Mask, I am Wall, the God of Knowledge, your follower and loyal guard!"
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