Chapter 372: Eighty with a Big Hammer, Forty with a Small Hammer

Grete looked at the female dwarf Jinna with eyes filled with admiration.

He is a medical student himself, and his understanding of machinery, structures, transmissions, and various other things is roughly equal to "I have heard the names." Don't ask him to do it by himself. Even if he is asked to draw a mechanical drawing, I'm sorry, I don't have a model in his mind.

However, this dwarf girl is too strong. Grete pointed his fingers and said, "I think we can make a transmission structure and connect the forging hammer to the steam engine." Then they started drawing pictures, making jingling noises as models, and banging out real objects!

To be honest, there is no shortage of gears, rockers, and chains in the mine. Jin Na selected the parts of the right size, assembled them with skillful hands, adjusted them a few times, hammered the parts that were not the right size, and replaced the heavy forging hammers with lighter ones——

It actually works!

Bang, bang, bang, bang. The hammer head moves up and down, breaking large pieces of ore into small pieces, and breaking small pieces into pieces. With Prince Rosega borrowing the steam engine by showing his face (this is allowed, the rules of the King Selection Battle are that no one else is allowed to help), and with Jinna starting to assemble the machinery, everyone is left with only hard work to do:

Moving ore, unloading ore, adding water to steam engines, maintaining machinery...

Although busy, this job is already much easier than wielding a sledgehammer and smashing hundreds or even thousands of kilograms of ore into small pieces. Everyone looked at each other, with smiles on their faces, or giving Jinna a thumbs up:

Girl, awesome!

Gretel was even more idle. While others were working hard and sweating, he sat aside after thinking out his thoughts, idly holding his cheek and counting:

"The big hammer is eighty, the small hammer is forty... The big hammer is eighty, the small hammer is forty..."

"Have you dug so many mines?" A head popped in to take a look. Grete didn't recognize it, but Gavin threw away the ore in his hand and ran over:

"Yes! We dug very quickly! Mr. Master was a big help..."

He was gesticulating and talking non-stop. After talking about mining, he led people to look at the forging hammer. Grete sat aside and watched two groups of people pass by in front of her, quietly dragging Jinna:

"Can someone watch it?"

"Of course!" Jin Na looked at him in surprise:

"What can't people see when choosing a king? It's just for everyone to watch! Then," she raised her chin, sweating profusely, and moved pieces of ore under the forging hammer:

"What the candidates did, what the people in the team did, people from all races will see it! Only in this way can the best king be selected!"

Okay, okay... I don't even think about keeping it a secret. That's okay, the situation of each team is transparent to the other six teams, no one can take advantage of anyone else!

The steam forging hammer roared from afternoon to late night, and from late night to early morning. Gretel arrived at the construction site the next morning and saw Gavin sifting the ore hard while foaming at the mouth and talking enthusiastically:

"Ingvar and the others just finished mining and came back in the middle of the night yesterday. Judging from their ore, they should only be able to make a tomahawk;"

"Max and the others haven't even finished digging the mine, but the mine they picked out produces cloud gold and red stone. The weapons will be more difficult to deal with by then;"

"Tanla and the others have finished digging the ore and are dressing the ore locally. They will probably have to get the ore powder before they come back..."

Looking at the posture, it seems that every tribe is not left behind. Gretel was more concerned about the Glory Holy See and rushed to say:

"How about the Black Rock Tribe?"

"Black Rock Tribe - Bah!" Gavin immediately changed his face and spat to the side:

"Guys who don't dig well and only use digging insects! It is said that the insects have eaten half of the mine tunnel. Yesterday, just yesterday, they already knocked off half of the insect shells!"

It is said that what was knocked out was directly metal - maybe an alloy. Grete frowned and didn't want to speak, but Prince Rosegar stood up with a smile and patted Gavin on the shoulder:

"It's okay, we just have to do our best. - With everyone's hard work and Mr. Mage's help, our progress has been advanced by four days, isn't it?"

There were horizontal and vertical lines on his face, sweat and dust flowed down together, but he smiled brightly. After saying this, he wiped his forehead with his sleeve and walked quickly to work again.

Gretel followed to take a look. All the ore that was hauled back yesterday has been smashed, and several people are squatting on the ground to sort the ore. From Prince Rosega to Miss Jinna, everyone has a painted face, and you can't tell the difference between male and female without looking at the beard.

Grete had no idea about mineral processing and no optimization ideas. Seeing the smoke and dust everywhere, and the rhythm of pneumoconiosis every minute, he pinched his nose and used the bubble technique on everyone one by one...

Sorry, I can only help you here.

After he threw the spell, he turned around and left. Squat down at the entrance of the hole, concentrate on filling the rabbit's lungs with water. Fill one lung lobe, pump it out, fill it up again, pump it out again, fill it up again, pump it out again...

It requires anesthesia, muscle relaxation, blood oxygen monitoring, and a ventilator to continuously blow oxygen. Gretel was concentrating on it, wishing that a person had eight hands, and even the silver skeleton and invisible servants could be used, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Large-volume alveolar lavage, the number of unilateral lobe lavage can be 8 to 12 times. A rabbit is enough to keep him busy for a long time.

Come on, Grete! Today, two rabbits perform 40 operations. If they do not die, they will win!

"Grete, are you done? We have to leave!"

Prince Rosega shouted from behind. Gretel turned around and saw five dwarves and Bernard lined up in a single column, each pulling a small trailer filled with ore:

"where to?"

"Go to the big smelting furnace! The mineral processing is completed and it's time to smelt!"

Fine. Grete stood up, and Bernard had already hurried over, grabbed his rabbit and put it on the trailer. Prince Rosega shouted from the front:

"Work harder! Go faster! Let's find a good stove!"

After the two processes of crushing and beneficiation, the remaining ore was much less than the ore they mined, so Grete did not need to transport the ore. He put his hands in his pockets and followed the small trailer unsteadily. As he walked, he tilted his head and looked at the rabbit:

Things look pretty good and I should be able to survive strong...

Seeing the flames of the furnace in sight, Gretel stopped and released [cold and heat resistance] to himself, Bernard, and the rabbits on the mine cart one by one. After just this delay, after casting the spell and moving forward, I suddenly heard Gavin’s familiar loud voice, arguing with the other party:

"What are you doing occupying the opening of the fire!"

"First come, first served. We got there first!"

"You haven't finished mining at all! Why did you seize the fire first?"

"Who said it wasn't? - Look, isn't it already here?"

It turns out that although the furnace is blazing with flames, it is not equally hot everywhere. The magma flows all the way, and the temperature varies. Naturally, the higher the temperature, the higher the efficiency of smelting ore, and the better the refined iron produced. In some places, high-temperature gas often erupts, setting off raging flames, which are called "fire mouths."

Only with such a fire mouth can the most skilled craftsmen among the dwarves create weapons and armor that can be passed down through the ages.

In this king-selection battle, the melting pot opened seven forging rooms for candidates to smelt and cast. Among the seven forging rooms, there is only one fire vent, first come first served - naturally, in order to save time, it is also your own fault if you do not do a good job in mining and mineral processing.

The team hurriedly hurriedly worked slowly. The steam forging hammer kept working all night last night, and they finally completed the preparatory procedures. As a result, when I ran here, the fire outlet was occupied by someone?

Then wouldn’t they have so much mineral sand going to waste?

"You only brought a small part!" Gawen groaned angrily, almost wanting to start a fight with his opponent:

"This little bit of concentrate is not even enough to hit with a hammer!"

"Who said that?"

The noise grew louder and louder, and there were more and more people outside the forge. Suddenly there was a creak, the door opened, and a black-bearded dwarf walked out:

"What's the matter? - Ah, Prince Rosega, I've heard of you for a long time!"

Kai from the Black Rock Tribe! Gretel paid full attention in the back row. Kai didn't look at him, smiled and stretched out his hand, holding Prince Rosega's right hand:

"I've always heard that you are a brave warrior. Can I ask for advice?"

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