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Chapter 44 The Power of Steam

In the early morning, the light rain was misty, and the fog shrouded Datie Village.

The villagers get up early, even though they no longer need to work on the farmland, they still get up early every day to inspect their farmland before the military training begins.

After all, the farmers are Alan's slaves, not themselves. Those rude slaves may rush to work roughly for the sake of efficiency, and the farmer's uncle is a little worried.

Of course, the results of each inspection are gratifying. After all, there is a group competition mechanism hanging over the heads of the slaves, and they have to work hard.

"Village chief, the slaves help us cultivate the land, so the harvest of the farmland is still counted as our family?"

On his way to the southern mine, Allen occasionally heard unconfident questions from the villagers, so he could only mechanically repeat the same answer.

"Of course, what the village chief said will not be changed easily. The output of your farmland is your family's, but the tax that should be paid must not be less."

The villagers have asked this question several times, but they still didn't tire of it. They raised their cat ears and asked, "Is the tax really half of what it was last year?"

"It's truer than Jinlong, you've asked it the tenth time." Allen was a little speechless.

It was the tenth time that the villagers heard Alan's personal answer, as if listening to the sound of nature, and the faces covered with aging lines smiled for the tenth time.

"Thank you village chief, thank you village chief." This thank you was repeated for the tenth time.

Allen waved his hand. Originally, this matter should belong to Hood, but if the villagers want to hear him, he can't help it.

After a while, he leisurely headed to the southern mine, and saw Hood standing at the foot of the mountain from a distance.

The priest, wearing a gray linen shirt, bowed his head and greeted Allen.

"My lord, the steam engine is being transported into the southern mine under the supervision of the blacksmith."

"Well, I see, you go and call all the villagers to the southern mine to watch the steam engine pull the mine."

"Okay." Hood stepped back, feeling excited.

The huge vibration erupted by the steam engine yesterday made him sleepless all night. His mind was full of images of the earth shaking caused by the roar of the steam engine.

Yesterday, Allen just turned on the machine to test the sound, and did not show the practical application of the steam engine. He wanted to know how this thing would develop in the future.

Hood left full of excitement, and after a while, the deputy village chief, Windsor, also boarded the southern mine.

Allen snorted, he didn't pay much attention before, but now he realizes that this girl's hair color is very special, it's actually pink blue.

This color is rare, not as gorgeous as pink, nor as deep as blue, but gives people a soft, pure and fresh feeling.

He recalled that in the past, such a color had appeared in the color matching of flagship mobile phones of later generations.

Windsor was a little confused. She didn't know why Alan was staring at her hair for so long. She quickly reached out and touched the top of her head, only touching her cat ears and hair, and asked, "What's on my head?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that your hair color is quite rare. I think most of the cat orcs in the village have variegated hair, and few have pure hair color." Alan shook his head and said.

"Oh, I heard from Merchant Martin that I have a rare pure hair color, which is guaranteed to be worth dozens of gold dragons." Windsor's cat ears moved, as if to show off her worth.

But Windsor regretted it after showing off, she was no longer a cat slave, why did she tell Allen about this.

"Well, forget about the past."

Allen looked at Windsor's tail drooping, thinking that she was remembering the terrible past, and immediately comforted her.

She is a cat slave who escaped from Martin's Farm, and being able to escape from the hands of a hundred lion soldiers shows that she is brave enough and has the courage to challenge the social system.

Hood is slavish, even if he complains in front of the power, he will force himself to do it.

Windsor is different. She has independent thinking and is more malleable than Priest Hood with feudal thinking. She is easy to accept new things and can be cultivated well.

After a while, Allen instructed the blacksmith to install the equipment for pulling the mine, and other villagers gradually came to the southern mine to see the working picture of the steam engine.

The Lion Clan soldiers in the southern mine showed curious expressions. They would not have gotten up so early, but they heard that many people went to the southern mine to see the steam engine.

The eyes of the assassins hiding in the crowd flickered, they held down the safety switch of the hidden sword in their hands, and squinted at the backs of the lion soldiers' heads. Once they found that the lion soldiers were acting dangerously towards the villagers, they would violently kill the lions.

"Sooner or later, these lion soldiers will be cleared up by Mrs. Allen." Natasha touched the ready-to-go Hidden Blade, wanting to give the lion soldiers guarding the mine a sword, and let them see how powerful the assassin is.

In the past, when Natasha was working in the mine, sometimes the ore was confiscated by the lion soldiers and asked her to dig the ore. After digging for dozens of hours, she would be served by the whip.

Some female orcs were so pumped that their flesh burst into bloom, their wounds could not heal, and they had to cut off their hands to save their lives after they rotted.

She remembered the recent Assassin Tutorial, and dozens more partners had awakened their divine talents, and there was a faint call in the village to kill the mine soldiers.

These lion soldiers are from Morning Glory Town, and Allen is against Morning Glory Town, which also controls [-]% to [-]% of the ore veins. These lion soldiers are really an eyesore. It is better to get rid of them and occupy the mountain as king.

Of course, everyone is still a little bit self-aware, and now is not the time to tear themselves apart with Morning Glory Town.

"Well, is this a steam engine? It's so big."

"Master Allen's invention is powerful, and it looks very hard."

Some ignorant villagers came forward to touch the steam engine curiously, looking around, completely unaware of how terrifying the big guy in front of him was when he was working.

"Get out of the way, the people inside have loaded the mine cart and are ready to burn the stove!"

"Ready!"

The villagers retreated one after another, watching the coal being put into the stove of the steam engine. The red flames illuminated the entrance of the mine, and the dry and hot breath rushed towards them.

After a while, the stove of the steam engine was completely boiled, the internal pressure of the steam engine increased, and the operators trained by Allen began to operate the steam engine.

Rumbling, the transmission rods are connected, the flywheel is spinning wildly, and the steam pipe is bursting.

All the orcs' ears were erected and closed, and they heard the roar of the steam engine and felt the shaking of the earth.

The orc who had just touched the steam engine turned pale, thinking that he touched the monster's butt just now, he felt lingering fear.

After the steam engine became furious, even Mother Earth was shaking and frightened!
They also touched the buttocks of the steam engine with a smile. Fortunately, they were not injured just now.

Then the iron hook and hemp rope pulling the ore moved, and the mine cart was slowly pulled by the steam engine.

In the mine, there are also many orcs watching the mining scene.

The ore-loading carts are connected to each other. They are all new cars recently researched. The shape has changed slightly. A small mechanism is added. The mine carts can be stuck on the upper and lower mine carts to form a tight linear connection, which is convenient for the steam engine to pull ore. .

There are two more rows of iron bars under the minecart, and the iron bars are laid in the middle, connected violently with rivets, which is equivalent to a simple railroad track.

Everyone watched the car full of mines move from slow to fast, and the wheels rolled on the uneven road surface, making a creaking sound.

The orcs behind were taken aback. It was the first time for the lion soldiers guarding the mine to see more than a dozen mine carts being pulled away at the same time.

The foreman even brought the old priest Will over to let him see how powerful Alan is after he manages the village.

Old Will was old, and his black beard was all white, but that didn't mean he was uninformed. He just calculated the weight of a mine cart, and he knew that the monster pulling mines outside was terrifying.

"This is more than ten tons in weight!"

"Gods above, why do machines have such power!"

Old Will's eyes were about to burst, his heart felt cold, he shivered from the cold, and his outlook on life and the world in his heart shattered.

In less than a minute, more than a dozen mine carts went straight to the slightly straight mine road, and were all dragged out by the steam engine with the power of boiling water.

Unbelievable!

Incomprehensible!

Hood hid in the crowd, his palms were trembling, showing a scared expression.

This is the power of the gods!
And Village Chief Ailun is the spokesperson of the gods!
Thinking of this, the traditional orcs like Hood and even the old priest trembled, knelt down and bowed their heads to pay tribute to the envoy.

　I may put it on the shelves on March [-]st, and I feel that it is almost the same.Those who keep books remember to order in March.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)