Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

Chapter 142 New Ideas

"Okay! Teacher!" Croy agreed and hurried to the laboratory where the smoke was escaping.

Alphonse stared curiously at the person who came out.

His whole body was completely black, but his eyes were still shining.

Taixi is a dwarf, and is already short enough. He is already at a height that does not require him to be shot by General Pandora.

This Master Camille is even shorter.

It's only eighty or ninety centimeters at most, less than one meter high.

His hairstyle is also very weird, except for a large tuft of hair on the top of his head.

They were all twisted and messy like a bird's nest.

Being able to withstand an explosion and still act like nothing happened is a pretty good figure.

Alphonse estimated that he didn't hold up the magic shield, otherwise he wouldn't have been blackened all over.

Hilde lowered her voice and said as low as a mosquito, "Master Camille is from the halfling race."

"I can hear you! There's no need to hide it!" Master Camille shouted, "We halflings are never ashamed of our height! But you tall people, being so tall is ugly and inconvenient!"

Alphonse was already complaining in his heart that this race should be called dwarfs.

That is to say, the names are different.

"Oh my god! You're so tall!" Master Camille finally realized what he was doing. He looked at Alphonse and exclaimed with a bit of amazement. Then he turned to Hilde and said, "Little fat man, don't bring random people into the magic." Tower, it’s easy to cause trouble!”

Alphonse was a little surprised. Master Camille seemed to be very unkind. He didn't have any scruples in front of him, and his temperament seemed a bit weird.

"This is Baron Tartarus. He is no idler. He invented activated carbon." Hilde raised his hand and introduced.

"Oh!" Master Kamil suddenly realized, and his attitude changed, "You are a good young man!"

"Thank you." Alphonse smiled.

Master Camille also noticed the paper on the low table and jumped up on the bench. "What are you drawing? Do you have any new inventions?"

"This is an idea of ​​Baron Tartarus." Hilde said, and then added, "Master Camille, aren't you going to take a bath?"

"No need!" Master Kamil raised his short hand and waved it several times.

He didn't even see him reciting the incantation, but his body shone with faint light several times in a row.

In an instant, all the dirt was removed, and the black dust was scattered all over the floor.

This cleaning technique is really convenient.

Alphonse finally saw his appearance clearly now. He had big eyes, a round nose, and no wrinkles on his face. He looked quite cute. If he hadn't had a short beard, he would have looked like a child. .

Master Kamil picked up the paper, looked at it for a moment, stroked his chin and muttered, "This is an interesting idea!"

He turned to look at Hilde, "Little fat man, go get some iron ingots from my laboratory."

Before Hilde could make any move, he changed his mind again, "Forget it, I'll go by myself."

After saying that, he ran away like a gust of wind.

Not long after, he ran back with a lot of iron ingots floating in the air.

Croy followed.

Master Camille directly began to use metal shaping magic, turning those iron ingots into flowing metallic liquid.

His methods are much better than Hilde's, and he has completed this process in the blink of an eye without even breaking a sweat.

"Are you just going to clean it up?"

Taking advantage of this moment, Alphonse asked Croy curiously.

"I don't need to do anything. There are magic brooms and golems. I just activate the magic and let them enter the laboratory and start cleaning." Croy replied.

Alphonse finally understood.

Master Camille was already manipulating the metal liquid to form, and Alphonse immediately walked over and explained to him in detail that the skeleton should leave room for movement to facilitate the twisting of the front of the car.

The chain should also be explained so that it can be easily disassembled.

Then there is the problem of brakes. There is no rubber, so we can only use leather instead.

Other than that, there is nothing difficult about the principle and structure of the bicycle.

It took some time and many improvements before a crude bicycle was finally assembled.

Master Kamil is built according to the figure of an ordinary human being, and is not too small.

The wheels were modeled on carriage wheels, but there was nothing we could do about it. There were no rubber tires, and we couldn't use modern lightweight multi-spoke wheels.

"Let's go down and try!" Master Kamil waved his hand, and the bicycle floated up and followed him down the stairs.

With his spiritual sense, Alphonse can sense that Master Camille's magic power fluctuates very strongly. These low-level magics can almost be cast instantly. His magic power should not be inferior to that of Master Coleman.

The "guinea pig" of the experiment was, of course, Croy.

Following Alphonse's instructions, Croy carefully rode up, placing one foot on the ground and one foot on the pedal, but did not dare to step on both pedals easily.

Alphonse pushed Hilde at the right time, "Go and help Miss Croy, don't let her fall."

This is a good opportunity for Hield and Croy to get closer.

For this reason, Alphonse asked Master Camille to take out the back seat of the car.

Hilde was also a smart person, so she quickly ran forward and held the back seat of the car.

Only then could Croy maintain his balance and start riding crookedly.

It's not a good job to help a person who can't ride a bicycle. After just a while, Hilde was already sweating on his forehead.

Master Kamil shook his head, "The speed is too slow, and these two-wheeled vehicles are only suitable for walking on flat roads."

Alphonse nodded with deep understanding. Master Camille was indeed right. Bicycles cannot travel in places with complex terrain. The only advantage is that no animal power is needed.

"Master Camille, I heard that you are researching a miniaturized magic energy power furnace?"

"Yes." Master Camille didn't mean to hide it.

"How big can the magic power furnace be now?" Alphonse asked.

"At least it has to occupy the size of a room." Master Kamil spread his hands out of interest and gestured, "It's still far from what Her Majesty the Queen wants. She needs a transport that can carry soldiers and food."

Alphonse's heart moved. Where did Queen Junone want to use her troops?

Then I thought of another means of transportation.

That is the king of land transportation, the train, which runs on the rails and can transport thousands of tons of cargo at a time.

Alphonse already knows that the instructors of the Alchemy Branch will not take the credit of others as their own, which can be seen from the activated carbon matter.

With the manpower and material resources of the Cold Wind Territory, it is impossible to build the train.

I don’t want to become a king myself, so there’s no point in doing that.

The Alchemy Branch may have this opportunity, as long as the volume of the magic power furnace can be compressed further.

It can be regarded as bringing some changes to this different world.

With this contribution, Queen Junoen will also value her more, so there is no need to worry about anything happening in the Cold Wind Territory.

The Cold Wind Territory has finally stabilized. After returning from this trip to the capital, you can consider taking a walk around.

He immediately said to Master Camille, "Master, the magic power furnace you studied gave me a new idea."