"Su Ye, it's done. The new parts have been changed," a burly man wearing an official's uniform said as he walked over to a young man.
Although he had the face of a young man and had a scholarly name, his figure wasn't thin or weak at all.
It should be said that the aboriginals didn't have any thin or weak people. No matter how weak they were, they were still stronger than the commoners and even some low-level warriors from other countries.
The only thing that limited them was that their brains were also full of muscles.
"This is good news." The young man called Su Ye smiled, put aside the book in his hand, turned around, and walked into the house behind him with the burly man.
Although it was called a house, it was much bigger than a normal house. It covered an area of at least 2,000 square meters and was built with stones. The stones were filled with a material called cement, and the irregular stones were glued together to form a house.
The house was supported by stone pillars. There were many protrusions on the stone pillars, and it was obvious that they hadn't been polished meticulously. Some of the sharp corners were broken off, leaving jagged protrusions that looked like scars.
In addition, there was a huge set of steel equipment in the house. Although it looked crude, it had a unique sense of beauty. Huge rivets were embedded in it, and there were also rows of pipes. It was full of a steampunk style.
If Ren Baqian saw it, he definitely wouldn't be able to recognize that it was designed by himself.
However, he had to admit that even though this set of equipment was crude, it looked very cool.
In addition, there were dozens of burly men standing in this huge house, or rather, the factory building. All of them had happy expressions on their faces.
The young man called Su Ye carefully checked the equipment before taking a few steps back and saying, "It seems like there are no problems. Let's start. Let's see how it goes this time."
After two hours, thick black smoke was emitted from the chimney above the factory building. Following which, a rhythmic roar resounded in the factory building, as if huge pieces of steel were colliding with each other.
In the distance, some emaciated prisoners of war with faces full of suffering were carrying shoulder poles with both ends filled with heavy ores. They were staggering toward a certain place where the ores were stored.
When they heard the loud roar, they raised their heads and looked at the place where they were forbidden to approach. They didn't know what was going on inside.
After a while, Su Ye looked at the long saber in her hand. It did not have a hilt. Instead, the hilt was just an iron rod, waiting to be fitted with a real hilt. There was no sharpened edge, and there was no danger when one touched it with their fingers. It didn't even have the beautiful overlapping patterns on handmade swords. There were only rough and ugly suppression patterns.
However, the shape of this blade was completely molded by a grinding tool, and after cooling, it was forged by a huge mechanical hammer.
An ordinary craftsman could make at most two or three Saber Embryos a day. With such a machine, as long as there were enough raw materials and no problems with the equipment, it would be able to create more than 3,000 of these Saber Embryos in a day.
The only thing left to do was to install the wooden hilt, wrap the animal skin around it, and sharpen the blade.
In this way, a hundred apprentices could do what a thousand craftsmen could do in the past.
The accompanying official from the Ministry of Works was also holding a saber embryo like this. He kept stroking it with his hand, and his eyes were filled with joy. It was as if he was holding a beauty instead of a saber embryo.
"Su Ye, you have made a great contribution this time. I will naturally report this to the higher-ups. Given your abilities, you can work at the Ministry of Works after you have completed your studies. You will definitely have a good position there, "the official said to Su Ye.
Su Ye did not feel any aversion to working at the Ministry of Works. As a commoner without any talent, this was a good position that he could never have imagined. However, he had not even graduated yet, and such a position was already within his grasp.
He understood that he had displayed amazing abilities during the construction of this Saber Forging Factory. That was why the other party was so eager to invite him to work at the Ministry of Works.
However, this ability was something that most students could do.
This time, it was not the Ministry of Works that found him, but Tong Lan.
That lass with a small fist was hard.
If not for the fact that he could not defeat her, he would have been researching how to improve the generator at the school, instead of building this set of equipment in the mines of the Yun Nation.
The steam engine, the forging equipment driven by the steam engine, and he had also participated in the construction of some blast furnaces.
Although he was forced to do this with his fists, the gains were not small. On the one hand, he was able to transform what he had learned into tangible objects, which really produced exciting results. On the other hand, he had a considerable understanding and confidence of what he could do.
He believed that he could do better than most people in the Ministry of Works.
However, this was still a little early for him.
As for when he could graduate, he had no idea at all. Yagui did not say how many years it would take. Furthermore, even if he did say that he would graduate in a few years, whether he would graduate or not depended on whether that unreliable principal would run around …
"I will wait here for another three days. If there is nothing else, I will be leaving. I heard that Her Majesty and Principal are on their way back to Lan City. I have to go back before them," Su Ye said to the official from the Ministry of Works.
"What if there is a problem with this thing?" The official asked subconsciously. This machine looked simple to Su Ye, but it was not simple at all in his eyes. It could even be said to be Dayao's top secret.
With the blast furnaces and these machines, Dayao's lack of craftsmen was finally alleviated.
At the same time, the official from the Ministry of Works was very careful, afraid that something would go wrong with this "high-tech" machine.
"You all know how to manufacture this thing from the beginning to the end. Replace the parts that are broken as long as there is no problem with the size of the parts. I will also teach them over the next few days, "Su Ye said.
"I hope they can learn it," the official from the Ministry of Works said.
Even though he was an official from the Ministry of Works, he was more than capable of waving his fists around and beating someone up. He was also full of confidence in the group of people he was opposing.
However, he was still a little unconfident in this matter.
"It's not that difficult." Su Ye imitated Yagui and revealed a faint smile.
Although they all called Principal Yagui, in their hearts, he was like an evil spirit in those stories.
However, they had to admit that he was really knowledgeable. It could be said that they had never seen anyone who knew more than Yagui. Although Yagui was often unreliable, his mind was full of wisdom.
As a result, they would often imitate some of Yagui's actions, intentionally or unintentionally.
They thanked their ancestors for allowing Yagui to appear in Dayao.
A few days later, Su Ye and a few other students embarked on their journey back to Lan City in high spirits.
"Su Ye, have you finished your homework?" On the way back, one of the students suddenly remembered something.
Su Ye's movements suddenly froze. Like a robot, he slowly turned his neck to look at his companions.
The few of them looked at each other in dismay. Following which, a look of pain and despair appeared on their faces. This sudden memory was too heart-wrenching, and they were so anxious that their hearts jumped ten meters high.
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