Chapter 184 The Grandfather and Grandson Working Without a License
Ryan's impression of an airship would be that there would be a large airbag on top and a cabin hanging underneath.
Clumsy, dangerous, slow, and with a small carrying capacity...
That kind of thing had not yet been developed in the previous life and was replaced by other better flying tools.
But in this world, the airship has been twisted into another form, turning into an exaggerated super-large steam-powered airship. It is like an aircraft carrier flying in the sky, a pure steel monster, a real weapon of war.
When Ryan arrived at the Karatwa Basin and saw the wreckage of the mechanical city broken into several pieces, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
Although he had known about the existence of this thing from Baron Morin's notes, he was not relieved until he actually saw the real thing.
Only if this thing really exists can be established.
However, the people in the city don't seem to get along very harmoniously.
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It was almost evening when Ryan and his team arrived at the wreckage of the machine.
The sky darkened, but construction was still in full swing inside the ruins' high walls. Magic searchlights and bonfires illuminated the entire "construction site".
The people who came first dismantled some of the giant steel plate armor on the mechanical wreckage, and then formed a temporary war fortress with walls dozens of meters high. They then installed dense artillery and city defense devices, giving everyone a base to settle down safely.
The base was also attacked by a "tide of corpses". The pile of broken corpses outside the city was more than ten meters thick.
Probably because a large area of nearby zombies had been cleared, when Ryan and his men arrived, there were only a few hundred scattered monsters wandering outside the city. They were being used as "targets" by the guards on the city wall for shooting training, and before they even got close to the city wall, they had already been beaten to skeletons.
Knowing that the Great Shaman Mafa and his companions were coming, the two elders, "Rain Master Elder" Fufa and "Insect Master Elder" Yimuxu, led all the Coleman warriors in the city out of the city to welcome them.
"Master Wuji! You are here..."
"Dr. Ryan, I'm so glad you're safe..."
"Hey boy, it's great that you're still alive!"
"Ah, what a pity that I am the only one who survived in our 'Green Snake Tribe'..."
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The great witch priest Mafa led the two hundred people who survived from the giant flower's belly and looked at the tribe in front of them, feeling excited, happy and sighing.
Of the hundreds of thousands of Coleman tribe members who died in this war and the Black Tide, probably only less than 8,000 people survived.
Now everyone understood what had happened. Looking back, everyone felt that the burden of carrying on the torch was on their shoulders.
Although they were used to living in the jungle and grass houses, they were not used to being "imprisoned" in this steel cage; although they were somewhat repulsed by this "steel monster" that had once brought great trauma to their tribe...
But at this moment, all the Coleman people also understood that the mechanical castle behind them was the only "new home" that could resist the [Black Tide] and allow their tribe to continue the ethnic flame.
Little Carl came out from the crowd and greeted Ryan with a smile: "Haha, Brother Ryan, I knew you were okay!"
He chirped, "Before, Wu Duo said something like 'The black tide is coming, and everyone will die', which made me worried for a while... I told grandpa that Brother Ryan, you will definitely be able to turn the danger into safety."
"Um……"
Ryan smiled, not knowing where to start.
But to be honest, the previous experience was really a life-and-death experience.
What surprised him was that old man Tust also came in person.
Ryan looked at the old man in front of him, whose face was ruddy and whose body seemed to have recovered to normal. He was happy for him from the bottom of his heart and took the initiative to greet him: "Grandpa Tuster, can you walk by yourself?"
"Yes. Thanks to the treatment of Coleman witch doctors."
Tust responded with a smile.
He turned around and looked at Ryan, who had good arms and legs, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Ryan, I'm glad you're back safely."
After a pause, he remembered something and continued, "Oh, by the way, old man Irubek is also in the base. I told him about our experiences during this period, and he was so envious..."
"Ah? The teacher is here too?!"
Ryan was delighted to hear this. Back in Glory City, after Irubek was captured from the laboratory by the people from Omar Blackwater Station, there has been no news since then.
Later, he was relieved when he heard Ymir say that he was rescued.
Now hearing that the teacher had come safely, Ryan was full of anticipation.
He asked with a little excitement: "Grandpa Tuster, where is the teacher?"
Of course it couldn't be the teacher coming to greet his disciples, so Ryan planned to visit him immediately.
Tust sounded a little envious. "He's in the medical room of the mechanical airship, fiddling with advanced instruments that he's never seen before. When you go there, persuade that old man to take a good rest. He's been in there for a month and hasn't even left the house..."
"oh?"
Ryan listened with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
Perhaps no one could understand the importance of technology better than him, a time traveler. He was interested in the "wreckage of a mechanical airship" not only as a place to stay, but also because he felt that the airship might contain a large number of top-level technologies that surpassed this era.
Those things are truly priceless treasures.
Listening to it now, it seems to be true!
Moreover, since they could fascinate his teacher, Irubek, a top medical doctor who is used to seeing high-tech instruments, those instruments must be quite extraordinary.
But at the same time, Ryan looked at Tust who seemed to be very idle and asked, "Hey... Grandpa Tust, it's rare that you are not in the workshop today?"
He was quite surprised that the old man could come out of the city, because he knew that Tust was just like Irubek, and once he was immersed in his research, he would not even think about food and drink, and would never be distracted and waste time on other things.
Moreover, now that the "mechanical airship" is in front of us, the mechanics should be the busiest. How could the old man be so idle?
Hearing this, Tust pursed his lips, as if remembering something unpleasant, and said, "I'm just waiting for you to choose which half of the mechanical city wreckage you want. I have almost finished the design drawings. Once you choose, I can start making the flying mechanical city you want."
When Ryan heard this, he figured out something and asked, "Ah? Is there something wrong in the city?"
At this time, little Karl at the side said bluntly: "The beautiful princess brought some mechanics from the Royal Academy of Sciences of Omar. Then they said that we don't have the medals of the mechanics union assessment, so they won't let us participate in the ..."
But apparently, Carl was more interested in the "very beautiful princess", which was only part of what he saw.
Tust shook his head slightly and explained: "Ryan, I once swore that I would never provide any technical support to anyone from Omar in my life. Even if the princess has great ambitions, the old man has no intention of currying favor with her..."
After a pause, he continued, "But considering that this is the mechanical city you entrusted me with, I, an old man, should do my best even if it means sacrificing my reputation. But since those guys look down on us 'unconventional people', I have no interest in getting involved with them. Now is the perfect time for you to come. Choose which half of the mechanical city you want to get, and I can help you design it..."
Ryan also understood.
He had never considered this aspect before.
Old man Tust's family was destroyed and he was disabled for thirty years by Omar's people. This resentment is definitely not something that can be easily resolved.
If it weren't for his relationship with Ryan, the old man probably wouldn't even come, let alone work with the people from the Omar Royal Academy of Sciences.
But now, the old man wanted to contribute, but he didn't expect to be despised.
The assessment medals of the Machinists' Union are actually equivalent to the professional qualification certificates in the previous life, which include elementary, intermediate, advanced, master and grand master.
It just so happened that Ymir brought a "mechanical master" to build the territory.
Such high-level talents are rare in the entire Omar Empire, and only "Grandmaster" mechanics dare to say that they can design a complete mechanical city.
People living in the imperial capital are naturally a bit arrogant. In their eyes, anyone who is not from the imperial capital is a "country bumpkin."
What's more, in the field of mechanical technology, people who come out of the Omar Royal Academy of Sciences, which is known as the "holy land of machinery", are indeed qualified to stand at the top of the contempt chain.
In their eyes, there are only two types of mechanics, one is the "fake mechanic" and the other is called the "Omar Royal Mechanic".
Of course, there is nothing wrong with this.
The premise is to exclude old man Tust.
Then, these arrogant mechanics from the capital of Omar naturally looked down on the grandfather and grandson of Tust. Without even a basic certification, how could they be allowed to participate in such high-end "mechanical airship" research?
In fact, Tust didn't even see the mechanical master before he was blocked outside the door by the mechanical apprentice.
The old man was already resentful of Omar's people. He didn't explain at all, just waiting for Ryan to make a clear break with those guys.
At this point, Tust did not hide his contempt at all, and said: "Humph! With that kind of guy who only seeks fame and reputation as the dean, what kind of talents can be cultivated in this academic atmosphere that harbors filth? Even if I look at the technology of this mechanical airship wreckage, there are many advanced designs that I can't even understand for the time being. It's not that the old man looks down on those guys from Omar, but if we give them this mechanical city wreckage, it would be a waste of natural resources..."
If there were other people here, they would definitely think that this old man was talking too wildly.
Isn't the Grand Master of Mechanics from the Royal Academy of Sciences of Omar the top technical talent?
In the eyes of a country old man like you, you sound like a mechanic who can't understand design?
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Ryan had witnessed with his own eyes how advanced the old man's mechanical skills were before at the "Plague Base".
Looking at the entire mechanical field, the mechanical technology that this old man has mastered, which is far beyond the current era, is his confidence.
To put it bluntly now, if someone else were to design this mechanical city, he really felt it would be a "waste of resources".
Although Tust said this with a bit of resentment, he had the qualifications to be so arrogant.
Ryan nodded, acknowledging the old man's words, and said, "Don't worry, Grandpa Tust, I will go find His Highness Ymir in a while."
In his heart, the chief designer of this mechanical city must be Tust.
"Um."
Listening to this, Tust said nothing more.
He knew Ryan wouldn't think he was seeking fame, and there was no need to explain.
But after thinking about it, he sighed, feeling a little sorry for the technology: "If it doesn't work, just split it in half. But it's better... to keep it as a whole. A flying machine city that far exceeds the current mechanical technology has many coherent designs. If there is only half, it will be greatly discounted. Moreover, this is a treasure bestowed by the 'God of Steam' to all mankind, and it is also a major opportunity that can make the upper limit of the current steam mechanical technology leap forward. It's not worth splitting it up just for the sake of anger..."
Even if people misunderstood him as being "greedy for credit", he really didn't want to see this wreckage that could overturn the current mechanical field being ruined.
To him, machines are life.
Ryan nodded: "Yeah, I know."
