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Chapter 660

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The locomotive experiment was a success. Ren Baqian sent the students to research the deceleration and braking system for the locomotive while he went to the empress to ask for another 5,000 kilograms of iron.

The next goal was to build a circular railway track with a diameter of 400 meters outside Lan City.

After all, it wasn't enough for the train to run. There were still other aspects that needed to be tested, such as its load capacity, speed, and so on.

Dayao wasn't rich in iron resources. It was impossible to build a long railway track at the moment. The circular railway track was the best choice.

However, this time around, Ren Baqian wanted to make a standard rail that weighed 50 kilograms per meter. The two sides would be equivalent to a circular rail that was 20 meters per meter. The circumference would be 1,300 meters, which was equivalent to 23,000 kilograms.

This was the output of Dayao in the past four months. In the next few days, there was inevitably a quarrel in the imperial court. Even though it was all thanks to Ren Baqian that Mount Damo could produce 1.8 million kilograms of iron per year, Dayao's current shortfall was too big. Everyone wasn't optimistic about the project that the academy was working on.

Or rather, it was a waste of bricks.

She liked the feel of bricks more and more. Ever since she had this magical weapon, the empress had never missed her target. She found great joy in it.

Now, the empress used about a cart of bricks every week, and this consumption rate was still increasing.

With the iron mine, manpower was still needed. Ren Baqian asked Tong Zhenye to make the grinding tools and molded the railway track. He also brought 1,000 prisoners from the prisoner camp to lay the roadbed with gravel, lay the ties, and lay the railway track.

It took a full 20 days to lay the ties and start laying the railway track.

Ren Baqian didn't stay idle during this period of time. On one hand, he planned to expand the academy. On the other hand, he started to build the library of the Black Bamboo Residence, which was also the first library in Dayao.

After all, Ren Baqian still had a large number of secret manuals. It would be a waste to leave them in the warehouse to rot. There was no harm in letting these students take a look.

The construction of the library was very fast. It was completed in less than 20 days. In any case, it was an ordinary brick building with three floors and an area of more than 400 square meters. Inside, there were wooden bookshelves, tables, and chairs. Other than these, there were no other decorations. From the outside, it looked simple and crude.

However, the value of this library was immeasurable in Dayao.

Most of the imperial court officials in Dayao only had a collection of a few dozen books. Some of them only had a few hundred books, let alone the commoners.

In this library, Ren Baqian had placed tens of thousands of books that covered all aspects. It was something that no other book collection could compare to, and it was enough to excite everyone.

The third level contained all kinds of secret manuals that were brought back from Tianjing Basin and some unimportant martial arts that the empress had collected.

Although it wasn't too important, it was still a pretty good cultivation technique for commoners.

Although the aboriginals had great potential, they also faced the same problem as the ancient Chinese. It was very difficult to obtain knowledge, especially when it came to things like martial arts manuals.

On the one hand, the secret manuals collected by the library could be used as a reference for students. On the other hand, it could also benefit many commoner disciples.

The second floor was filled with professional books that Ren Baqian had brought back from Earth, including physics, chemistry, manufacturing, Western medicine, business, and even The Analects of Confucius and Tao Te Ching.

As for the first floor, there were some miscellaneous books, but it was precisely these books that made the students unable to move their feet.

The books in the library could only be read in the library and could not be taken out.

However, this didn't dampen the enthusiasm of the students. Ever since the news of the construction of the library spread, these students began to look forward to it, and quite a few of them came to Ren Baqian to inquire about it.

It even spread outside the academy and into the ears of some court officials.

These students waited for more than 20 days and immediately rushed in on the opening day.

Many students rushed to the secret manuals on the third floor, especially the commoner disciples, as they could still find a lot of things that were useful to them.

However, someone quickly found the key to open the door to a new world on the first floor.

"The … Pirate … King?"

"Why are there drawings inside? This person's drawings are also quite strange … "

Half an hour later: "This thing is quite interesting …"

A day later, a short new student came to Ren Baqian and said, "Teacher, I want to drop out of school."

"What happened?" Ren Baqian was a little surprised. "Tell me about it. I'm your principal after all, and maybe I can help you solve it."

In other words, there weren't many things that he couldn't solve in Dayao.

Although this young man wasn't considered outstanding in all aspects, Ren Baqian really didn't want his students to leave for inexplicable reasons.

"I want to pursue my dreams!"

"…" Ren Baqian had a strange look on his face. Why did the word "dreams" sound so strange coming from the mouth of an aboriginal?

"I want to go to the Yun Nation, I want to steal a ship, I want to go out to sea, and I want to be the Pirate King!" the young man clenched his fists and shouted with a serious look on his face.

Ren Baqian's eyes twitched as he looked at the other party's serious face. He silently took out the Type 81 rifle from under the table, pointed it at the young man, and said, "I'll give you another chance to organize your words!"

"I …"

Da, da, da!

Sometimes, life was very interesting, especially when one looked back after a period of time.

Many years later, when this young man became the commander of Dayao's navy, Ren Baqian felt that today was particularly interesting. Sometimes, a person's future was decided by a small thought when they were young.

At this time, Ren Baqian still felt that this young man was interesting.

However, when he saw another person the next day, he began to feel that in this era without any entertainment, comics were too impactful and had a greater impact on students than he had imagined.

The next day, when Ren Baqian came to class, he felt that something was wrong. After carefully looking for a long time, he finally found what was wrong — several shiny bald heads.

Bald heads were common in Dayao. On one hand, the weather was hot, and on the other hand, many men shaved their heads to save trouble.

However, there were many bald heads in the classroom today, and one of them surprised him.

Underneath the bald head was a very beautiful face.

"Zhuo Hua, what's with your hair?" Ren Baqian asked as he placed his hands on the table. Aboriginal women either tied their hair in a bun or combed it into a small braid. Being bald was quite unusual.

"I suddenly felt like shaving …" Zhuo Hua blushed and looked away.

"What exactly is the reason?" Ren Baqian had a bad premonition, and his face darkened.

"It is said that you can become stronger this way …" someone beside him whispered.

Pfft! Pfft! Many people snickered.

Ren Baqian was speechless.

"Sit down."

"Do you think the stories in those picture books are true?" Ren Baqian didn't reprimand these students and asked seriously.

"I believe it! That kind of thing is happening in a corner of the world. Otherwise, where did those picture books come from? " Someone immediately stood up and said with a serious expression. It was the teenager who wanted to go out to sea to become a pirate king yesterday.

"I think, maybe, maybe, it's true? What if it's true? "someone else said.

"Regardless of whether it's true or not, it's pretty interesting. I hope it's true."

Ren Baqian looked at the answers of these students and pondered.

Those comics had a greater impact than he thought!

These students hadn't been exposed to many things and hadn't been exposed to any entertainment. Comics had never appeared in this world before.

He originally wanted to show these comics to entertain the students and expand their imaginations. He didn't expect so many students to be influenced and even believe it was real …

People on Earth could be exposed to all kinds of information from a young age and could easily distinguish between stories and reality.

However, children on Earth would also have thoughts of becoming Ultraman, Super Saiyan, Sun Wukong, Calabash Brothers …

Ren Baqian recalled that when he was young, he always wanted to be the sixth child.

These students had just come into contact with such new things, so it wasn't incomprehensible for them to have such a situation.

It seemed like he still had to let them come into contact with more things in order to have the ability to distinguish between things.

Perhaps he should make a newspaper or something, such as the Lan City Daily. On one hand, it would allow these students to train, and on the other hand, it would provide some entertainment for the people of Lan City. At the same time, he could control a mouthpiece.

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