In this world, even stargazing mirrors could be made. Measuring cylinders and measuring cups were standard equipment for scholars. The technology to make thermometers was already sufficient.
Therefore, when Danny needed it, she only needed to ask the glassmaker to experiment a few times to make a very accurate mercury thermometer.
In fact, not long after she took down Astapor, she "invented" the thermometer.
Because she knew that the long night was coming, she needed to know when the long night would come.
She arranged for scholars to record the temperature for 24 hours in a day and draw 24 curves on the "x-axis time – y-axis temperature" coordinate chart. She could roughly calculate the trend of temperature change.
If the data changed linearly, she could even "predict" the arrival of the long night in advance when the lowest temperature was below zero.
It was a perfect plan.
However, the temperature recording team had been established for two years. The 24 curves fluctuated almost on a horizontal line, which meant that the temperature in Slave Bay did not change much.
Of course, it was not completely ineffective. In the past two months, the lowest temperature had been decreasing.
There was only one point. According to the current rate of temperature decrease, it would be difficult to see snow in Slave Bay in the next two years.
Well, in the past few thousand years, it had never snowed in Slave Bay.
As for the "dragon degrees."
The temperature was calibrated with "Celsius" because the first scientist who proposed the standard temperature was surnamed "Celsius."
Obviously, Danny did not need to use "Celsius" in this world. Otherwise, she would be annoyed to death just by explaining who "Celsius" was.
The calibrating temperature was also very simple. Mixing ice and water was zero degrees, boiling water was one hundred degrees.
“BOOOM!”
About half an hour later, the second green flame rose. This time, it was the glass bottle that exploded. It was the half bottle of wildfire placed on the red brick steps.
"28 degrees, no violent shaking, but it receives direct sunlight."
The third jar that exploded was a shaking clay pot. It was half a bottle of wildfire, 30 degrees.
The fourth was a clay pot placed on the stone steps. It was half a bottle of wildfire, 39 degrees.
"Fortunately, the critical temperature is 39 degrees, and the highest temperature in the cellar is only 31 dragon degrees." Wizard Wood breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hehe, 39 degrees, very close to human body temperature. It won't explode when the person is not in the cellar. But if the Wizard stays in there for too long … "Tyrion sneered.
"Are you stupid? Hang a thermometer on the wall. When the temperature rises to 25 degrees, stop making wildfire. When the temperature approaches 30 degrees, everyone evacuates the cellar. What danger can there be? "Danny asked.
If there's no danger, why don't you become the Wildfire General yourself?
Motherf * cker, General of the Wildfire, it sounded scary. This was probably the scariest position in the history of the human kingdoms, right?
Tyrion glanced at the Dragon Queen from the corner of his eye, cursing in his heart.
At this point, all that was left were full of wildfire without oxygen: two clay pots and two glass bottles; one clay pot and one glass bottle were still shaking, and the other two were quietly placed on the red brick steps.
The glass bottle was directly hit by the sunlight, while the clay pot blocked the sunlight, but it did not explode.
"It's already past noon. It's half past two in the afternoon. It's almost the hottest time of the day. The outdoor temperature is 39 degrees Fahrenheit, the indoor temperature is 30 degrees, and the ground temperature is 45 degrees. The wildfire is still stable. "Pogba cheered loudly.
"Ah, we've finally found the perfect way to transport the wildfire." The other Fire Mages were also very excited.
"The effect of isolating the air is so good. The wildfire can really be used on a large scale in the war with the Allies," Tyrion said in surprise.
"Isn't that natural?" Danny's expression was calm, but there was an obvious sense of superiority in her tone. "The wildfire is also a kind of fuel. Any fuel needs air to burn."
After saying that, she stood up, clapped her hands, and said, "The test is over. Let's go back to the city and celebrate —"
“BOOO-BOOOOO-BOOOOO-BOOOOOM!”
It was as if a Tomahawk cruise missile had exploded in their ears … No, not one, but four in a very short period of time.
The nearest glass bottle was 30 meters away from the factory, but the shockwave not only blew the tiles on the roof into a mess, it also sent everyone tumbling a few times.
The silk clothes on their bodies exploded in the shockwave.
Especially Tyrion, his legs were deformed and weak. Like a rubber ball, he rolled a few times on the ground.
The black dragon T-shirt that represented a Rank Three official was tattered. The loose silk pants on his lower body were nowhere to be seen, revealing two short, fluffy legs that were disproportionately short.
Even the burly Mormont, who was fully armored, had his cloak torn. He took three steps back and supported the old man Yimont, whose gray robe had fallen apart.
On the other hand, Dragon Queen's performance shocked everyone.
The violent shockwave was like a river that met a reef, and it split into two sides of her body.
Other than her hair flying in the wind, she, who was only wearing light leather armor and chain mail, did not move in the wind.
"This is not scientific!"
Tyrion was lying on top of a Fire Mage when he heard Dragon Queen's exasperated shout.
He did not know what "science" was. At this moment, he only wanted to curse, "I'm going to resign and let the Deviant Ghost be this stupid" Wildfire General "!
"How can it burn without air? It's not magic. There are no strong magic waves under the sun. Why did it suddenly explode? "
Dragon Queen's voice was getting farther and farther away.
She quickly ran towards the center of the explosion.
In the strange green flames, there were still two Fire Mages struggling in it!
Tyrion struggled to turn over, but there was someone below him, and he did not know who was above him. There were also people on both sides. He could not move even if he wanted to.
His consciousness gradually returned. His nerves became sensitive again, and the feeling on his skin became clearer.
His squirming body suddenly froze.
Little Tyrion was being held in someone's hand!
There were only two women at the scene, the Dragon Queen and her Mage Apprentice. The Queen had run away, then …
It had to be that Black Girl!
Tyrion turned his head in anticipation. In the next moment, a basin of ice water was poured over his heart. It was cold, and his body felt uncomfortable as if caterpillars were crawling all over it.
He did not see the short-haired Larissa's black face. It was a face that had seen the vicissitudes of life with her eyes tightly shut and a few deep crow's feet at the corners of her eyes.
Jon Clinton!
That's right, he had always been standing with Clinton and Little Aegon. He was still far away from the Black Girl!
"Hey, hey, Sir, Sir Clinton, wake up …" Tyrion's face was red. He twisted his body with all his might, and with great effort, he finally broke free from the other party's rough hands.
Little Aegon, who was on top of Tyrion, heard the little devil's cry. He turned his head and saw the back of Clinton's head bleeding profusely.
It seemed like he had hit a brick?
"Sir, Godfather, Sir Clinton, Godfather …" Aegon shouted in panic.
"Ugh …" Clinton was a tough guy after all. He quickly opened his eyes in a daze.
Suddenly, he felt the warmth on his right hand. The confusion in his eyes instantly disappeared, and was replaced by panic and anxiety.
"Don't pinch, don't pinch, Sir, it's me …" Tyrion screamed.
"Seven levels of hell!" Clinton shouted in horror, and immediately broke free from the pile of limbs with his right hand.
As expected, the deerskin glove that he had been wearing was gone.
"Ouch, get up, you're crushing me." The skinny Pogba's groan came from under Tyrion's butt.
"Oh." Little Aegon woke up with a start. He quickly got up and wanted to help his godfather up first.
"Don't worry about me." Clinton avoided his godson's pull with his right hand as if he was avoiding the plague.
He struggled to sit up and found the glove that had fallen off not far away. He staggered over, picked it up and put it on.
"Damn it! My clothes are torn. "The little devil covered his crotch and wailed.
He was still alright. There were only a few holes in his T-shirt, and there were still a few pieces of fabric clinging to his body, covering his private parts.
A few of the fire mages with loose robes were naked, not a single piece of clothing was on them.
The shock wave was too strong. Other than Mormont, who was wearing armor, Clinton, and Aegon, who were wearing light leather armor, almost none of their clothes were intact.
"Seven Gods above, the explosion of wildfire is so powerful?!" The ragged Yimont said in horror.
Fortunately, Jorah Mormont was in front of him and helped to resist most of the impact. Otherwise, the old man would not have felt good.
Looking at the roof that had been blown away by more than half of the tiles, looking at the people who were in a complete mess, and then looking at the flames that had almost formed a sea of green dozens of meters away, not even the shadow of the dragon girl could be seen.
Tyrion shuddered. "Four jars," he hissed. "Four jars," he said. "One full jar must have weighed at least eight pounds of Wildfire. Four jars would have weighed thirty-two pounds, and they were exposed to the sun for so long.
Damn it!
I should have thought of it. When I was at the King's Landing, the Alchemist kept warning me not to throw more than ten pounds of wildfire jars.
I loaded a small boat with three hundred pounds of wildfire, and from a dozen meters away, it overturned two of Stannis's warships and ignited a river that was hundreds of meters wide. "
"Look, the flames are extinguishing!" Little Aegon exclaimed.
"Wildfire can't burn, it won't extinguish …" Tyrion was a little uncertain. The sea of green flames that stretched for dozens of meters was really disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's the Queen!" Archmage Wood shouted in realization. "The Queen has entered the sea of flames and is controlling the flames."
"Ah, the wildfire is so fierce, but it can be controlled?"
The mages were shocked and couldn't help but take a few steps forward.
Originally, the wildfire burned with green flames that were four to five meters high, blocking everyone's sight. Now, the rampant green flames were like the water in a swimming pool that had its valve opened, returning to the sea and returning to the Dragon Queen's right hand.
The flames gradually decreased, and everyone saw the Dragon Queen's expression was calm as she raised her right hand.
Like Moses parting the sea, wherever he went, the demonic green flames automatically avoided him.
Strands of green flames were pulled away from the flames and merged into the green fireball that was the size of a basketball in her right hand.
"Come quickly … a few neatly dressed people, dig out Archmage Tim and Archmage Duncan." Danny said.
Even the roof that was dozens of meters away was blown away, and the mud brick wall that acted as a firewall naturally collapsed.
The two Fire Mages who were hiding behind the mud brick wall and pulling the rope were crushed inside by the broken bricks, and even the green wildfire splashed onto their armor.
If Danny hadn't come quickly, they would have been burned to ashes.
In reality, even if they weren't burned to death, their organs were injured in the explosion and they spat out blood.
Archmage Wood walked over while holding his pants, and said with a respectful expression, "Her Majesty the Queen's magic power is monstrous, to be able to control such a crazy wildfire, I wonder if you have any tricks?"
"Save them first, I'll give a magic lecture in two days and teach you the truth of Fire Witchcraft." Danny said with the aura of a big boss.
"Your Majesty, can I learn?"
Tyrion heard from afar and was about to run over to ask, but was stopped by Clinton.
"Wait, let me see your dick!" He said seriously.
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