From Concubine to Pharaoh [Transmigration Book]

Now Biola's tent in Tanis has completely changed.

Originally, it was just an isolated tent standing on the deserted beach at the edge of the city, surrounded by fences.

Now the surroundings of the camp had been dyed green, and a row of small trees had been planted inside the fence, under which were blooming unknown wild flowers—all of which were transplanted from afar by Viola entrusting others.

The fence of the tent has been specially remodeled, and a small section has been specially enclosed as a sheep pen. There are three sheep, two big and one small. They are usually free-range nearby, eating the fresh and juicy grass on the ground.

A lamb suddenly bleated.Immediately there was movement in the tent, a blond girl lifted the tent and walked out.

She no longer needs to deliberately dress up as an Egyptian court girl, and now she is only casually wearing a linen robe with a cloth pocket.But with a belt on the waist, it immediately outlines a slender waist.

Her blond hair, wavy and wavy, fell back her shoulders for a carefree and effortless look.The girl walked up to the lamb, said a few words to the little guy in a soft voice, then stretched out her hand, picked it up, walked to the sink, scooped out clear water with both hands, and carefully fed the lamb to drink.

Immediately, the girl sat down next to the lamb, stretched out her right hand and gently stroked the little guy's soft fur, whispering at the same time, she didn't know what she was talking about, and then began to hum a song with an unknown tune.

Ren, who was dressed as a Tanis merchant, was standing near the tent at the moment, silently looking at this idyllic scene.

He was no longer the Ryan who casually blamed Biola for the death of his friend.

From the day he really got to know this girl, Ren couldn't continue to hate her—after all, he couldn't really hate a good person.

He witnessed her living under tremendous pressure, and watched her go from being feared and excluded by the Tanis to gradually being accepted.

He recognized her cleverness in turning the rumored curse from a blunt obstacle to a protection for herself.

But she is a woman who was held in the heart of the Egyptian Pharaoh.

If the general hadn't fought hard for the rights of their border army and challenged the pharaoh, this girl might appear in the palace of Memphis now, wearing a feather crown, sitting next to the pharaoh——

When Ren thought of this, he immediately shook his head to himself: she wouldn't like that kind of life.

Biola likes freedom and being unrestrained. She doesn't like red tape, heavy makeup and complicated hair accessories.

What she would like to do the most is to deal with ordinary people, help them, and appreciate their sincere smiles...

At this point, Ren even wanted to help Viola escape—even if it violated the general's military order, he still wanted to help the girl and escape to where she wanted to go.

Thinking of this, Ren took a deep breath, summoned up his courage, and sneaked into this forbidden area through the gap in the fence, "Miss Biola—"

He wanted to ask her where she came from and where she wanted to go.

At this moment, Ren suddenly felt a strange surge of air flow.He became alert for a moment, let out a low growl, and drew out the long bronze knife he had always worn.

Biola also raised her head, first saw Ren, then looked over Ren's shoulder and looked into the distance behind him.

The girl raised her head gradually, and some incredible people and things seemed to be reflected in her pair of emerald green eyes, which immediately turned into ecstasy.

Regardless of her long hair being blown up by the wind, she let go of the lamb and ran quickly, directly past Rennes, and ran to the end of the camp, with her hands on the wooden fence.

Ren also turned his head.He only took one look, and his eyes immediately widened——

Two figures appeared in the sky, coming hand in hand.

This is a man and a woman, the man is straight and the woman is graceful.On the man's head is a red headband with a blue ostrich feather on it.

And the woman's feet and body seemed to be covered with a faint white mist all the time, which was supporting her steps, allowing her to walk so freely in the air.

After the two approached this way, Ren realized that they were all quite old, their foreheads and corners of their eyes were wrinkled and wrinkled by the years.

Viola leaned against the wooden fence and welcomed them with her arms raised.Excitement was written all over her radiant face—excitement for a new challenge.Ren has never seen this kind of expression on the face of other women.

"Envoy of the Wind God, Envoy of the Rain God, two adults, Biola has been waiting for you here for a long time."

This voice rumbled in Ren's ears: Shushen Envoy, Tefnut Envoy... These two, who are walking on the ground even in the air, are they actually envoys?

Although Ren had had such and such thoughts before, he was still a soldier who was devoted to his duty at the root of his bones.

Seeing strange guests coming at this moment, Ren feared that they might be Hittites again.So he held up his long knife to meet him.

"Miss Biola, little...be careful..."

The wind became more and more weird, whining into his mouth, Ren could not speak, nor could he open his eyes, it seemed that every step he took was almost an impossible task.

He tried his best to protect his eyes with his right elbow and peeked, and saw that the old man had already removed the blue bird feather from his hair, and the bird feather had grown to the height of a person in an instant.

In front of Biola's tent, her newly planted sapling had been bent over and tipped to one side in the fierce wind.

The stretched linen tents of the tents were raised in unison in the other direction, and the wooden frames of the tents creaked precariously.The little lamb bleats and hides in the embrace of the ewe.

But Viola could only turn around and shouted loudly: "Oh, God of Wind, please be merciful!"

At this time, there was a clear and crisp click, like the sound of eating nuts, which fell very clearly in everyone's ears.

The wind stopped instantly.

The airflow returned to calm.The tent fell, the trees stood upright again, and people were finally able to straighten their backs.

Biola and Ren were surprised to see at the same time that the old gentleman holding a feather was staring intently at the old lady next to her, staring at her sending... walnut kernels?I don’t know if the surface is walnut kernels coated with caramel or honey?

The old lady threw another walnut into the mouth, which made a crisp sound, then closed her eyes and chewed slowly with satisfaction.

The old man stared at her enjoyment, as if his saliva was about to flow out.The huge blue feather in his hand shrank back to its original size in an instant, and was put back on his head.

Wind speeds around Rennes have fully returned to normal.And Viola also wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand—I didn't expect this face-to-face encounter to be so horrifying. Fortunately, this envoy of the wind god...is a greedy cat?

"I'm really sorry..."

The old lady took the old gentleman's hand and landed on the ground together.

She looked at the mess near Biola's tent, the uprooted flowers and plants, and the frightened lambs.Immediately, his eyes were filled with regret, he stepped forward and took Biola's hand, and said, "Little girl..."

Biola instinctively withdrew her hand.Recently, she has been pretending to be cursed, so she has gotten used to avoiding physical contact with people.

The old woman immediately looked at her tenderly, and said, "What are you afraid of? We have already inquired that you are cursed. But your spiritual body is very healthy, and it doesn't look like you have been infected by demons at all... ..."

Biola was dumbfounded when she heard this: the color of the spirit body is healthy... How does this method of judging whether there is a curse sound unscientific?

Bah, bah, bah——Biola immediately realized, what kind of science is she pursuing after traveling through ancient Egypt and meeting the envoy?

"This place, I'll let the old man clean it up for you."

As the old woman said, the old man stretched out his hand and scratched his head innocently, as if to say: I didn't think about it just now.

Unexpectedly, Biola looked at the old gentleman very enthusiastically, as if a treasure hunter suddenly discovered a treasure clue that had been hidden for many years.

"Hey, those are trivial things, you two must not take them to heart."

Viola paid no attention to the small damage caused by this meeting.

"Did the blessed one of God Amon remind the two of you to find me here?"

The elderly couple looked at each other and nodded to Biola together.

"Little girl, we want you to help us..."

Before the old woman finished speaking, she was interrupted by Biola.

The blond girl's eyes were full of excitement: "Masters, you two are too polite. I'm not helping. It's obviously you. You are helping the people here with your extraordinary ability. You are doing them a great favor!"

Viola walked along a path, and immediately took the two elderly angels to visit her invention base near the pier.

She easily pushed open the fence door that was specially used to imprison her, as if it was a decoration at all.Ryan, who was loyal to his duty, followed her silently.

Soon, the two envoys admired the various machines made by the craftsmen of Tanis according to Biola's instructions.

There are cranes specially suitable for loading and unloading goods at the wharf, levers that can adjust the length of the arm, jibs that can be turned at any time, and cable reels used to control the length of the rope...

In addition, there are various parts that Biola specially asked craftsmen to create for her. Among them, the outer edges of various round wheels cast and polished in brass were not polished smooth as usual, but were It has been cut into teeth one after another, and the sawtooths of different sizes are intertwined with each other, and they are hooked together...

"This is a right-angle gear, and its purpose is to transform the force in the horizontal direction into a vertical direction..."

"Here's the crank..."

"This is a splint hammer..."

"Uh..." Biola's attitude was both proud and humble.

Proud, naturally because the knowledge in her mind is unique in this world, no second person can come up with so many original inventions like her;

Modesty, because this is not what she came up with.Moreover, the tools on these blueprints can appear in the real world, with the full support of the merchants of Tanis, and it was made by the craftsmen with hammer and hammer and dedication.

The envoy of Tefnut tried her best to open her beautiful eyes, listening to these unheard terms, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked, "Excuse me, what is the relationship between you and the god of craftsmen, Knum?"

The envoy mentioned Knum's incomplete name: "After all, he is the author of all tools and mechanisms, and also the god of protection of technology and craftsmen."

"Knum, the god of craftsmen?"

Biola had heard of the deity more than once.But she had never heard of Knum's honorable name, so she couldn't help being stunned at this moment, realizing that what she had done was actually within the authority of that god.

But Viola quickly realized it, and replied calmly: "The god I believe in is the god Amon, but I got help from many believers of the god of craftsmen in Tanis. Therefore, I am very grateful to him."

The implication, but this will not change her belief in God Amon at all.

"But... this, little girl with a mind full of whimsy, what can I do for you here?"

This is the divine envoy Shushen asking. He suddenly entered a strange new environment and came into contact with many items he had never seen before in a short period of time, which made the old man who had always been unable to concentrate feel curious about everything. Not distracted.

"Come here with me, please—"

Viola made an invitation gesture and brought the two envoys to a model she had prepared in advance.

This is a set of sails mounted on a copper shaft.

Shu Shen was dumbfounded when he saw it: "You actually took off all the sails on the boat and put them together?"

As the envoy of the wind god, the old man traveled back and forth over the big river all year round, creating wind for people to sail, so he only recognized those as sails.

Viola nodded and explained loudly: "You just need to create wind...well, a steady wind, don't be like the one when you first met me, and the wind can drive this drive shaft to rotate. This kind of energy will change the direction through the rotation of the gears, driving other machines—”

"As far as I have designed this windmill, it can grind wheat."

"Grinding wheat?"

Shu Shen was stunned, "You mean the wind I blow out can be used to grind wheat?"

Biola hummed, and was a little nervous again, for fear of offending the wrinkled old man in front of her, she added: "At present, we can only grind wheat, and after the other equipment is manufactured one by one, it will be fine. For sawing wood, crushing ore, hammering tools, blowing bellows..."

As Viola talked more and more falsely, she realized that the pure physical labor she quoted was not likely to be done by a grandpa who was an envoy.

Unexpectedly, Shushen envoy suddenly clapped his hands and looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Grinding wheat, it's fun, fun!"

"Little girl, take us to grind the wheat..."

Biola and the Angel of Tefnut immediately looked at each other. The Angel of Tefnut looked sad and a little embarrassed, but Biola's eyes immediately showed understanding and comfort.

The blond girl stepped forward, gently took the hand of the older woman, and patted the back of her hand lightly, as if to say: It will be fine, it will be fine.

The scene of trying out the windmill was almost reproduced in front of Erich—after all, Viola's nagging prayers were always rambling, and she reported everything to God Amon in detail.

"Ren ordered the workers to install the windmill blades and the drive shaft. Then install the stone mill that civilians usually use to grind wheat grains at the end of the drive shaft leading to the ground."

"The envoy of Fengshen immediately took off the ostrich feather he had pinned behind his ear, and let it magnify instantly. Holding it in his hand, he slapped it quickly, and all of us felt the strong wind. Then at the same time, we saw the windmill began to creak, Spinning around with a creak."

"I hurried to look at those stone mills. Who would have thought that a coolie working in a bakery would stay there all the time, staring at the stone mills. At this moment, he ran out yelling, opened his arms to me, and almost wanted to I pounced on it, and then suddenly realized that I remembered the curse on me, and shrank back in fright."

"I was so teased by him that I couldn't straighten up laughing... But he stared at me for a long time, and suddenly shouted: Miss Biola, the stone mill started to move, and it will grind itself!"

"Yes, great God Amon, I can hardly express my excitement at that moment. We used the wind energy that exists in nature... oh no, we transformed the wind energy created by the feathers of the Feng God into other forms of energy for humans to use !"

"There were tears of excitement on my cheeks at that time, I can't describe my mood. Great god, can you imagine? Humans only had waterwheels in 300 BC, and right-angle gears in 200 BC. It was not until 100 A.D. that there was a wind-powered wheel device, and it was not until 900 A.D. that the first real windmill①..."

Having said this, Viola's voice suddenly became hoarse, probably because she realized that she had said something wrong.

The year of the Christian era or something, the fact that she is a time traveler was revealed as soon as she said it.

"I... I'm just feeling that ordinary people in this era can also be relieved of heavy labor due to the introduction of new machines..."

Viola carefully explained to the god in her mind——

Suddenly, her voice became brisk again: "Oh, I almost forgot that there is a part of the great title of the gods - the guardian of time, you are the god who knows everything, you must know that people in future generations will use the AD calendar ?”

Alicia almost didn't laugh as she listened.

How can you even make up your mind like this?

Forget it, no god will admit that he knows so little that he cannot know everything.What's more, this God Amon who has always acquiesced to everything?

When she listened to this prayer, she maintained the dignity that belonged to God, and did not raise any objections to Viola, or urged her to say the key points.

Viola consciously turned to the important news: "After we finished the experiment and used the wind energy brought by the Wind Feather to grind a whole bag of wheat, I suddenly discovered that Grandpa Fengshen seemed to be different."

Alixie: What's the difference... Could it be that this method is really useful, that it can really improve the personality of the Fengshen God Envoy, thereby reversing the process of the old man being forced to lower his intelligence?

But it is true that before the wind feather's ability was limited to helping ships on the big river sail. With the windmill, wind energy, the most common energy source in nature, can finally be used for other things.

"I found that the old man didn't seem to be so interested in honey-soaked walnuts anymore. He saluted me kindly, and began to inquire about my background, wondering how I knew such an exquisite machine."

"I can't answer, so I have to pass all the merits to you, the great God Amon!"

Alicia: ...

"Later, when I saw Grandpa Fengshen calm down a lot, Granny Yushen covered her face and cried...I didn't realize until now that she was carrying a heavy burden..."

Alixi complained mercilessly in her heart: Yes, I still have to worry about those unnecessary worries.

"Great God, I seem to have some ideas now. I can help Grandpa Fengshen. Granny Yushen, I still need to think of a way."

Having said that, Viola's nagging prayers finally came to an end.

Alicia hummed, indicating that she heard it.

Now she was sitting in her tent, supporting herself with her hands, lost in thought.

Biola was able to invent unprecedented items based on the abilities of the two envoys——

This was within her expectation, because Biola was originally a person with the aura of a heroine, and she had a relatively high probability of success in doing these things.

What Ailixi was thinking about was——Biola guided Shushen's envoy to jointly create a windmill.

Now the question comes to her, what can she create if the law of similarity is applied?