Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

"Lord, I'm very sorry for the delay in your explanation, but the furnace in the blacksmith's shop is too simple and old, so I can't improve the speed of forging!" John the blacksmith accused Narant, The reason is also explained.

Narant heard the words and walked over. Sure enough, he saw that the stove in the backyard was very old, many parts had been peeled off, and a bellows on the side was full of holes. This should be because there was not much work in the storm collar, so it was abandoned. down, the aging is so serious.

More importantly, this stove is too primitive, just like an ordinary fire pit, just a single-tube chimney, Narant is a little unbelievable.

"John, other blacksmiths' furnaces look similar to yours?"

Although Narant has never made iron, he knows that the most important thing in forging iron is the temperature of the furnace.

But with this simple stove in front of me, it is estimated that it will take a lot of effort to burn the iron blocks red.

"It's all like this!" John nodded, not understanding why Narant had such a question. .

"Let's do it! John, you continue to forge the iron materials, and I will let someone help build a stove next to it. I will provide the materials and personnel."

As the saying goes, if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools. This furnace is broken and backward, and Narant can't stand it anymore.

"This... Thank you Lord Lord!" The blacksmith John was a little stunned, and after reflecting, he saluted Narant gratefully.

"You don't have to thank me. In the future, there will be more and more things in the territory that need to use the blacksmith shop, so the quality of the blacksmith shop is also related to the development of the territory!"

Narant waved his hand, "By the way, John, do you have any idea of ​​accepting apprentices? If so, I can help you recruit them in the territory! This way you can relax."

"My lord, although it will be tiring alone, I have no plans to accept an apprentice for the time being, so I am enough alone! I promise not to delay the things that the lord explained!"

"That's fine!" Narant nodded, not demanding.

Although he vaguely felt that John seemed to be covering up something, he had a long way to go in the future, so he first solved the task in front of him, and then sent people to pay attention.

Afterwards, Narant directly instructed the guards to call someone, while he asked for paper and a pen from Vivian, and began to draw according to the appearance of the stove in his previous life.

In his previous life, Narant was also very interested in cold weapons and swords, and the merchants who sold swords in the previous life would upload videos of ancient wrought iron for publicity, and the stove was one of the protagonists of the video.

Drawing a scoop according to the gourd, in fact, knowing some simple physics knowledge, you know how to maintain the maximum furnace temperature of the furnace.

It didn't take long for Narant to finish the simple drawings, and then he took a look in the east and west of the small courtyard.

There is actually a reason why John chose to be a blacksmith shop here, because there is a stream three or four meters wide right behind the courtyard.

With a small stream, it is convenient for him to fetch water for quenching. The blacksmith shop is actually a big water user.

Looking at the stream, Narant suddenly had another thought in his mind.

"Since you want to do it, why not do a full set?"

Narant's idea is to build a small waterwheel here, so that the bellows don't have to be pushed and pulled manually, but can be automated by driving the waterwheel.

The structure of the waterwheel is not difficult to scrutinize, but several linkage components need to be designed.

In fact, Narant already had this idea a few days ago. It was a big waterwheel for the mill.

Now the people of the land can't go to the Quint land, as a land, the mill is a must.

Narant did what he thought of, and gave another order to let the guards return to the castle to get the blueprints he sketched two days ago.

Now doing this small waterwheel can be regarded as accumulating experience for the big waterwheel of the mill.

It didn't take long for the guards to bring the blueprints and manpower as instructed.

Narant told the matter and explained the main points with the carpenter and mason before leaving with Vivian and others.

...

"Sir, the fire-breathing lizard's mother said thank you for taking care of it and the children these days. It feels that its injury will be healed soon!" In the stable, although the mother fire-breathing lizard can barely move, even sometimes Can stand a little bit, but still can't walk.

When Narante fed it the whale meat, Shirley's little loli conveyed the thanks of the mother fire-breathing lizard.

"Well, tell it to take good care of it, and I'll take the little fire-breathing lizards out for a spin!"

"Okay, my lord!" Shirley immediately communicated with the mother fire-breathing lizard.

After speaking, Narant walked out of the stable with five small fire-breathing lizards.

Although the little lizards are still a little afraid of Narant, they no longer feel the trembling feeling they used to, they just obey him in front of him and let him be at his mercy.

"Let's go, little guys!"

"It's a pity that it will take a few months for you to release the fireball!"

Narant asked the mother fire-breathing lizard when these little fire-breathing lizards would be able to fight.

The mother fire-breathing lizard's answer is that it will take a few months. Generally speaking, it takes about half a year for fire-breathing lizards to start trying to release spells, and the little ones are only more than four months old now.

"Sir, where are we going to play today!"

Shirley bid farewell to the mother fire-breathing lizard and immediately caught up with Narant.

These days, Narant is no longer confined to the horse farm with the small fire-breathing lizard, but often brings it to the nearby woods or fields to play.

This is to make the little fire-breathing lizards familiar with the smell of humans, and to avoid hostility when they see humans when they grow up.

It's like a caged dog in a previous life and a free-range dog in a previous life. It's completely different when facing strangers.

Narant didn't want to let the little fire-breathing lizard slip out one day and cause trouble on the territory.

"Listen to Kenby Cow Dung's report, a lot of beaches are empty these days, let's go there today!"

Since the last time the barbarians slashed and killed thousands of murlocs, no murlocs dared to approach on the nearby beach.

Although this kind of fear may only be temporary, Narant just had some free time today to prepare to go around.

As the weather warms up, in this world without fans and air conditioners, Narant prefers to be closer to the sea.

The five small fire-breathing lizards were placed on the carriage, and the group went straight to the sea.

...

"I've seen Lord Lord!" When Narant brought a group to the beach, the villagers were working hard to cook salt and fish, while Kenby Cow Dung was on the sidelines.

When Kenby Cow Dung saw Narant's appearance, his originally deliberately stern face immediately turned into a flattering smile, wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.

"Well, I heard from you two days ago that the beach was vacant, so let's take a stroll!" Narant nodded, getting used to Kenby Cow Dung's flattering chrysanthemum face.

At this time, his eyes were already on the beach, and sure enough, not a single murloc sea monster dared to approach the beach with a length of at least seven or eight hundred meters.

"Sir, the little one will take you down. According to your instructions these days, the little one has not dared to let any villagers approach the beach!" Kempi Cow Dung immediately walked at the forefront diligently.

The sea in this world has not yet experienced any pollution. When you step on the beach, your eyes are full of white and soft sea sand, and the sea not far away is even clearer as a mirror.

"Wow! It's so beautiful!" At this moment, Shirley, the girl, started to run on the beach.