Chapter 208 Goblin Technology Blueprints
"Is there a city ruin ahead?"
"Yes, according to preliminary estimates, the area is the size of a large town. But because of our arrival, a large number of skeleton monsters have also been attracted... But it's not a big problem, and we haven't encountered any difficult creatures for the time being. Captain Rhine and General Baron are cleaning up, and the battle should be over soon."
“…”
After the assassin reported, he continued to fight.
A complete city means a complete civilization, and perhaps there will be other gains.
Upon hearing the news, Tust couldn't wait to run forward. "Haha, I told you, ancient goblins like to live in mines! There are so many skeletons underground, they must not all be miners, there should be a city... Now that a city has been discovered, there must be a large smelter and forge somewhere!"
His face was filled with impatience, and as he walked, he said, "Ryan, I'm going to help first, you guys take your time!"
After hearing this, all the fighters followed suit and joined the battle.
Ryan and Ymir were the only ones left in the mine, staring at each other.
They smiled at each other and walked towards the direction where the noise came from.
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After walking about a few dozen meters, the view suddenly became clear.
The wizard's "illumination magic" illuminated the entire underground city.
This is a huge underground city with a height of more than 100 meters. The buildings are built against the rock wall, and the mushroom-shaped houses are a bit like the medieval castles in Europe in Ryan's previous life. All the buildings are made of piled stones, with small domes and cross windows. Because of the years, some of them collapsed, leaving strong traces of time erosion. But it is still conceivable that tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of goblins were active here countless years ago, and it was a prosperous place.
When Ryan and the others came over, the battle was fierce.
Old man Tuster joined the battlefield impatiently. His six-armed mecha rushed into the group of skeletons like a bulldozer. The six mechanical arms each held a sword and shield, waving them like a windmill, harvesting the already short and fragile skeletons in large numbers...
This is a one-sided battle.
Compared with the previous vine-armored skeletons, the combat power of these goblins was much lower. Their attack methods were still very simple, and they surrounded them with shields and some short weapons.
There is almost no threat to this group of fifth-level transcendents.
There was no need for Ymir to take action at all, Tust and that group of high-level extraordinary people had already chopped those little skeletons to pieces.
The "clang" sound of bones breaking resounded throughout the underground space, crisp and pleasant.
Obviously, there were no "legendary" skeleton monsters in this city, not even a normal fifth-level skeleton monster. Everyone felt no pressure at all, and they just chopped melons and vegetables...
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After exiting the mine and finally being able to stand up straight, Ryan felt extremely relaxed and let out a breath of air.
Ymir: "Ryan, let's go and take a look."
The mine they were in was on the rock wall, and under their feet were steps carved directly out of the rock. Part of it had collapsed, and it looked a little...
After walking a few steps, they found a few broken pottery jars on the steps. The broken edges were fresh, so they thought they were probably kicked into pieces by someone who had passed by before.
Looking closely, there were probably dozens of golden pocket-sized gold coins in it, about the size of a fingernail.
Ryan picked one up and took a look. On it was a clear image of a creature with a big head and pointy ears. He exclaimed, "Huh... So this is what a 'goblin' looks like."
The skeleton is one thing, and what it actually looks like is another. When Ryan saw the big head skeleton before, he still imagined an alien in his mind. Now it seems a little different.
Ymir took a look and was not too surprised. "It's pretty much as expected..."
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Ryan and Ymir also went down to help clean up the battlefield. As long as this small skeleton with high rank and weak strength avoided the shield, even Ryan could break it.
The battle lasted for half an hour, and the number of skeleton monsters running out of the interconnected mines became fewer and fewer.
In the square of the city ruins, corpses were piled up like a mountain, probably tens of thousands of them.
Master Tust's mecha killed probably 80% of them alone... This kind of human wave tactic is the best slaughterhouse for the mechanic's mecha.
"Hahaha, these goblins almost all come with shields as standard equipment! They probably have several thousand of them..."
"There are also many well-forged weapons, but they are a little smaller..."
"Everyone, please look for the mines nearby. There must be ore warehouses and steelmaking furnaces..."
“…”
There were no more threats in the city, so Captain Rhine and General Baron's high-ranking warriors each led their teams into the interconnected mines that connected the city, intending to explore other areas.
Old man Tust came down from the cockpit of the six-armed mecha. He ignored the shields buried in the Corpse Team. They were already in his pocket anyway.
He walked quickly into the goblin town and dived into a goblin hut with a low door lintel, seemingly not noticing Ryan and the other man not far away.
Ryan looked at Tust's "crazy" state and was used to it.
Master level mechanic, old problem.
When they encounter an idea that fascinates them, they can instantly forget the people around them.
Bazel saw Ryan and Ymir together and disappeared long ago. Ymir's personal guards were also very sensible and no one acted as a light bulb.
At this glance, only Ryan and the other two were left.
He looked at the eldest princess beside him and suggested, "Let's go and take a look at this relic..."
Ymir smiled and nodded.
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The buildings in this goblin city are short, but not all of them are.
There are still some large special rooms such as prayer rooms, workshops, warehouses, alchemy laboratories...
Old man Tust was also very knowledgeable. He went straight into a "workshop" that looked very large.
But not long after entering, I heard a painful scream, "Ah...!"
When Ren heard this, his face changed drastically, thinking that the old man was in some danger. As soon as the words came out, he and Ymir rushed forward like lightning.
Upon seeing this, Tust was holding a blueprint in his hand with a look of wanting to cry but unable to.
This is a workshop that looks like a mechanical laboratory, with a strange-shaped lamp above. The operating table is filled with various mechanical tools. There are many large and small grids on the surrounding walls, and there are many materials, small mechanical parts, animal skin scrolls and books in the grids.
On the workbench, there were some unfolded parchment scrolls and a half-finished machine.
It looks like a...mechanical iron boot?
As soon as Ryan and the others entered the room, they noticed that the parchment scrolls were changing color. No, everything around them was changing. From brown to black, it looked like it would soon turn into ash and decay.
Old Master Tust looked distressed and said, "Ah... I shouldn't have opened this door! Damn it, these drawings are too old and can't withstand any damage..."
But this is also "Schrödinger's Scroll". If you don't open this door, you will never know what is in the room.
Now the decay is irreversible and nothing can be done to change it.
Moreover, at first glance, this is a very precise blueprint, filled with various geometric figures and annotations, densely packed. It decays very quickly, and there is no time to memorize and copy it.
Ryan glanced around and the intelligent computer automatically sounded a prompt.
[Ding! Unknown 'engineering drawings' found, the system is automatically scanning and recording...]
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"The goblin civilization is the founder of 'alchemy' and 'engineering'. They are truly great inventors... Oh, damn, what a stupid thing I did..."
While blaming himself, the old man scanned the scroll with his eyes as fast as lightning , trying hard to remember some of the contents on the drawing.
But this drawing is too complicated!
There was too much complex and precise data, and too many explanations in unfamiliar "goblin language" to be remembered at all.
"Oh, God, this feels terrible! The great 'Steam God' gave me a chance to see the mechanical truth, and I let it slip away..."
Seeing such precious ancient goblin technology drawings decaying before his eyes, Tust felt like his heart was bleeding and wailed endlessly.
Just when he thought he was about to miss out on the "treasures" left behind by the goblin civilization, suddenly, he heard someone speak.
"Grandpa Tust, I have a photographic memory. Please help me unfold these drawings in front of me. I can remember them after I see them. Maybe I can copy them down according to my memory when I go back..."
When he turned around, he saw Ryan and the other man coming into the room.
"real?"
Tust asked instinctively, as if he had grasped the last straw, and his eyes froze.
Ryan nodded, "Yeah."
Upon hearing the response, Tust showed ecstasy.
He didn't have time to think about whether this was reasonable, but he quickly spread out the blueprint and showed it to Ryan. The eight mechanical arms on his back helped him pick up the animal skin scroll blueprint on the table and spread it out in front of .
As the drawing was unfolded, Tust breathed a sigh of relief, but the glimmer of anticipation that had just flashed across his face dimmed in an instant.
Although he had heard that some extraordinary people had the ability to "remember everything they saw", that was only for some simple books and texts, and definitely not for this extremely precise goblin engineering blueprint!
"Hey... I hope Ryan can remember more than my old bones..."
Tust thought dejectedly.
The robotic arm helped unfold a roll of animal skin design drawings, and the old man moved closer in order to let Ryan see it more clearly.
But Ryan said, no need!
"Noted, Grandpa Tust, change to the next one!"
There was no time to hide his incompetence at this time, because the speed of decay was accelerating. Ryan said very quickly: "Grandpa Tuster, you can go faster, I can remember it. If you go any slower, those drawings will decay!"
Did you really remember it?
Tust's face was full of surprise, and a hint of disbelief flashed through his mind.
He even felt that Ryan's eyes were not focused on the drawing, so how could he remember it?
But at this moment, the urgent situation did not give him any time to think about this problem.
The old man looked at the table full of drawings that had already decayed and turned black, his face twitched, and without saying another word, eight robotic arms and two hands started working at the same time, spreading out the drawings one by one.
Ryan's eyes also scanned very quickly. Once the scroll was spread out, he took a glance and immediately spoke.
"Noted, next one!"
"Next one!"
“…”
With such efficiency, even if Tust had ten hands, he would still be overwhelmed.
Ymir, who was standing by, saw this and came to help without saying anything. She helped to move the scrolls, books, and everything with written records from further inside the room. She also took out everything from the lockers and treasure chests and handed them to the ten arms of Tust.
Tust was multitasking, with his ten arms spreading out wildly.
And Ryan was like a human camera, his eyes flashing frequently, scanning the various drawings one by one.
"Unfold it and you can switch to the next one!"
"I remember it! It's going to rot..."
"Yes! Large drawings and loose volumes are given priority..."
“…”
The speed at which Mr. Tust unfolded the drawings was dizzying.
None of the three people in the room said a word, they were all very busy. The only sound in the whole room was the rustling of pages.
After a few minutes of busy work, finally, all the scrolls in the room had turned as black as charcoal, and with a slight touch, they turned into ashes in one hand.
In the end, there was still a small pile of scrolls that disappeared completely without being read...
However, Ryan had already recorded hundreds of design drawings in his mind. Although he couldn't understand the engineering design drawings, his "intelligent brain" could roughly distinguish the functions of those strange mechanical shapes.
[Blueprint of iron boots with rockets installed], [Blueprint of a mechanical belt with a boost function], [Strange device that looks like a teleporter], [Goblin grenade], [ Blueprint of a communication device]...
Exquisite design drawings, those exaggerated goblin inventions. The door to the new world has opened. This is... the real black technology of the mythical civilization period!
Even though the world's civilization has existed for hundreds of millions of years, it has been interrupted time and time again.
Civilization also repeatedly goes through the process of germination, rise, prosperity, decline, etc.
Many technologies today are not necessarily better than those of ancient civilizations. Moreover, they are like various branches on the technology tree, pointing in different directions.
Just like the "steam machinery" that people in this ice ridge wasteland rely on for survival, it is still the remnant technology of a certain civilization that was discovered during archaeological excavations. After thousands of years, it has developed to its current level.
God knows how many lost and extinct advanced technologies are hidden in those goblin drawings!
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"call……"
Ryan's mind quickly flashed through those drawings, he let out a long breath, and it took him a long time to calm himself down.
Tust sighed as he looked at the several rolls of drawings in his hands that had completely decayed.
Then, he looked up with a last glimmer of hope in his eyes, and asked expectantly: "Ryan, how much do you remember?"
Ryan pretended to think for a moment and said, "About 80%."
He didn't dare to say too much, for fear of being regarded as a monster.
Moreover, after hearing this, Tust didn't care how he wrote it down, but his eyes were filled with joy, and he confirmed: "80% to 90%?!"
He originally thought that if he could understand 10% of the knowledge so quickly, it would be good enough. But he actually understood 80% or 90%, which was a huge surprise!
Ryan nodded, not wanting to extinguish the old man's hope, and said, "Well! My memory is pretty good. I should be able to restore most of the design drawings by copying them after I go out."
"real?!"
Tust suddenly realized what he was thinking and said, "No wonder Irubek said before that you can recite the Encyclopedia of Basic Pharmacy by heart. It turns out... it's true! Oh, my God, the 'God of Steam' has blessed you... and given you such a magical memory ability."
"Encyclopedia of Basic Pharmacy"?
Hearing this, even Ymir showed a strange look. She seemed to have seen it in the Royal Library, a pile of boring medical books that was taller than her.
But then, thinking about Ryan's feat of translating the "common language of the dark camp" on the wreckage of the airship in just one afternoon, he was suddenly not so surprised anymore.
After rescuing a room full of blueprints before they could decay, the three men looked as if they had experienced a fierce victory and their expressions relaxed.
Old Master Tust looked at the expressions of Ryan and the others, thinking that they didn't know how important these drawings were, and explained: "You may not know that the gunpowder, muskets, and cannons we use now... were actually first recorded in the ancient goblin civilization! They are the truly great inventors..."
“That’s right!”
At this point, he suddenly thought of something, looked at Ryan, and asked anxiously: "I seem to have seen the design of a cannon in those drawings just now... Ryan, did you write it down?"
"I've made a note of it."
Ryan nodded, and a blueprint appeared in his retina.
It was a cannon with intricate magical carvings on it.
"Oh! That's so good to remember!"
Tust looked as if he had found a treasure, and said excitedly: "Do you remember the damaged magic cannon we saw on the wreckage of the airship? That kind of thing is said to be created by goblin engineers! The previous blueprint is most likely the design of an ancient 'magic cannon'!"
When Ymir heard this, her expression froze. Only then did she realize that the meaning of those drawings might be beyond her imagination.
Hearing what Tust said, she instinctively turned her gaze to Ryan, and her expression seemed to speak: You must remember this.
Ryan saw that both of them were looking at him with strange expectant eyes, his eyelids twitched, and he responded: "It just so happens that I remember that picture more clearly..."
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They didn't talk much, and at this time Tust slapped his head and thought of something: "Ryan, can you remember more?"
Ryan guessed why the old man asked this and said, "Sure. My memory is pretty good."
"Follow me!"
Tust didn't care about anything else and pulled him out the door: "We have to hurry, we are going into the city now. Even if the door is not opened, everything here is decaying faster. If we go too late, those 'treasures' may have decayed. Goblins are born 'engineers', there must be more and more sophisticated blueprints in these houses."
"Oh! I almost forgot, they are also the origin civilization of 'alchemy'! There must be a lot of ancient alchemy inheritance..."
"Oh my god, I'm almost suffocating with excitement..."
