Magic Industry Empire

Xu was almost killed by a bite.

"Cough, cough, cough...Steel, what are you talking about?"

"Go to your home." Steele was somewhat inexplicable, but when he saw Xu Wei’s face with a weird expression, he turned his mind and instantly understood his meaning. He suddenly turned red and couldn’t help but burst into the fist. . "what are you thinking!"

Xu also quickly waved and said: "Okay, well, I understand what you mean, you want to go to my house to see the piano model? But I don't understand, you are so anxious to see what it does?"

Steele stopped his hand and hesitated for a moment. Some of them were unsurely asked: "Xu Yi, which... can you sell the piano model to me?"

"Sell it to you?" Xu glanced at Steele with a sigh of relief. "What do you want that thing?"

"I am useful." Steele replied vaguely.

Xu didn't think too much, shaking his head: "I'm afraid I can't, that thing is very important to me, I am afraid I can't sell it to you."

This is not a deliberate deduction. This piano model was made during his free time at Sunke Haier College. It is also the first magical industrial product in the world. It is very memorable. He is not willing to give it. other people.

"This way..." Steele was slightly disappointed, and then asked again: "That... can you teach me how to do it? Well, actually I just wanted you to teach me to make it. After all, I did it myself. It’s much more valuable than what you buy from someone else.”

Xu also looked at Steele eccentrically: "Steel, I have a question, do you want to give this to someone else?"

"Yeah, I need to give someone a birthday present now. The last time I saw your piano model feels very chic. I think it is very good for a birthday present. How? Teach me well? I promise not If you treat me badly, as long as you help me this time, I will let my grandfather treat you well in the future."

Xu also touched his chin, thinking that even if he took the opportunity to make a good relationship with Camilla's great magician, it would not be considered as a small beauty in Steele. It is also necessary to help her. .

"Right, I will ask again, is this man who wants to give a gift, is it a man?"

Stil's pretty face was reddish, and he said, "Let you manage!"

Xu Yi haha ​​smiled, thinking that he did not guess wrong.

However, Steele is 19 years old this year. It is the age of Fenghua Zhengmao. It is not surprising to like a little boy.

"Well, it's okay to teach you how to make it, but it doesn't have to go to my house. It's already late. It's inconvenient for a little girl like you to run to my house. Tomorrow, every day after work, you come to the research room to find me, I Just teach you there."

Stil was stunned and stunned by Xu: "Xu Yi, I can't see you still such a decent person."

"Cough... Can I look like an undecent person?" Xu also glared at Steele and asked him without hesitation: "Yes, when do you need a gift? I will arrange to teach you." schedule."

"There are still half a month, should it be okay?"

"Well, time is enough. The piano model is not technically high, it just needs some fine work."

After the two agreed to make time, Xu also left and left, but did not go home as usual, but first came to the hospital.

The whole body was covered with gauze, and the little slave who wrapped up with a mummy was awakened from the coma. He was lying on the hospital bed and staring at the ceiling with his eyes. A trace of fear.

Hearing the voice of Xu Yi’s conversation with the doctor, he reacted and turned his head to stare at Xu Yi, revealing a deep curiosity in his eyes.

"How do you feel?" When the little slave was seen, Xu also stopped talking to the doctor and Wen asked him.

The little slave seemed to be uncomfortable talking to outsiders, and hesitated for a while before he nodded slowly.

Xu also smiled and didn't rush to force him. He asked the doctor two more words. After confirming that his body was no longer inconvenient, he said to the little slave: "Nothing is fine, your injury is not complete." I will be safe to raise a few more days here, so I will pick you up when I am completely good."

Xu Yigang had to turn and leave, but suddenly felt that the clothes corner was tight, and suddenly turned back, found that the little slave did not know when to reach out and tightly grabbed his clothes.

Xu also looked at the little slave who was nervous and afraid, and suddenly understood what he meant.

"How? Need someone to accompany? I am afraid this is not working. My job is very busy. I am afraid I don't have time to spend more time with you here. You can rest assured that since I have bought you, I will not leave you. You are at ease. Staying here, the doctor said that you will be discharged after a few days, nothing."

The doctor on the side looked eccentrically and gave a look.

Bought it? So the little guy lying on the bed should be a slave.

This Xu is really a weirdo, actually so good to a slave.

To know that this medical center is the best medical center in Bangta City, the treatment fee is not cheap at all.

The little slave still clings to Xu Yi’s clothes, and the fear on his face is getting thicker and thicker. It seems that he is afraid that Xu will leave him alone.

Seeing this situation, Xu could only helplessly sigh and turned to ask the doctor: "What if I take him home? Is he going to be dangerous?"

"This...he is actually just some skin wounds, and it doesn't matter. It's okay to bring it back. Just take medicine regularly, then come here every three days to change the medicine."

"Well, I will take him back first. The bed here is still reserved for him. I will pay according to the hospitalization fee."

The doctor couldn't help but look at the little slave on the bed.

This treatment, don't say slaves, even children in the average family can hardly enjoy it.

The small slave who was wrapped tightly and almost unable to move was taken home. It took a lot of effort to make him settle down. After he finally settled him and served him, Xu had already sweated.

Looking at the little slave who fell asleep after taking the medicine, Xu also breathed a sigh of relief: "Call... I also told the Brunei butler that it was my service to buy him back, but now I have served him."

Even in the state of being asleep, the face of the little slave still appears painful from time to time, showing how difficult his usual life is.

Looking at the thin face, Xu also sighed, shook his head, turned and took a shower, buried his head and continued to study the magical array.

With the help of Wella to help study the magic array, the research progress of the variable speed magic fan is much faster. What needs to be done now is to design the most suitable shape according to this magic array.

Xu also wanted to take the opportunity to launch the second version of the magic fan, greatly improving the performance of the magic fan, but after detailed research, he found that he encountered two decisive problems that could not be avoided.

The first issue is the material issue.

The industrial base on the Cairns continent is almost zero. Although there are some craft products, most of them are only selected natural materials. Even if the processing is only rough processing, the various properties of the materials are far from being able to go through various kinds of Finely processed materials are comparable.

For example, for a fan, the most core part is undoubtedly the electric motor. This is also replaced by the wind cyclone array.

But for the core bearings that are as important as the electric motor, Xu also has no way to find a better thing instead.

The electric fans on the earth can be made of high-density, high-wear alloy materials, but they can only be made of ordinary iron on the Cairns continent.

The iron smelting process in the world is also not as developed as the earth. The iron itself is not high in quality. Even after grinding, the quality of the bearings produced will not be high.

When Xu also made the first version of the magic fan, he was very uneasy about the quality.

The life of electric fans on the earth can reach 10,000 to 40,000 hours, but according to Xu's calculations, the service life of the first version of the magic fan is never more than 3,000 hours.

According to each fan used eight hours a day, using the hottest three months each year, then the first version of the magic fan can only be declared in the end of four years.

And if you switch to Heinze almost all day and night, I am afraid that the two magic fans in his home will be scrapped next summer.

It can be said that the material problem is the most serious problem that restricts the quality of the magic fan. However, Xu also has no way at all.

Material technology is the most basic but also the most complex part of the industrial system. It involves all aspects of the industrial system. Even on Earth, it is extremely difficult to upgrade this piece, not to mention the fact that the industrial base is almost zero. On the mainland.

The second problem is the production process.

There are no standard machine tools on Earth in Sainz. When Xu made the first version of the magic fan, he could only find the forgemen in the blacksmith shop and let them forge according to the drawings they had drawn.

It should be said that the craftsmanship of these forgemen in Bangta City is still very good, but how the craftsmanship of the people is so exquisite, after all, can not be compared with the precision machinery on the earth, they have a subtle difference in the fan casing.

Although it is not a big problem now, Xu is very clear. If you want to greatly increase the output of the magic fan, it is necessary to embark on the scale of production, then you must be perfect in every aspect of the production of magic fans. At the very least, there must be a completely uniform standard.

"Cutting machine, sliding tool holder, punching machine, drilling machine, trampoline... Ah, let me die!"

When I think of the various problems that need to be faced in achieving mass production, Xu can't help but sigh with pain.