The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

After having fun, there will naturally be more intense daily work. There are more important and profound reasons for us to stay in this small base.

This is the cradle of the future Oran Empire's super weapon floating fleet. If you only look at the equipment, industrial foundation, craftsmen and engineers, they are all the top in the entire continent.

It turned out that according to the original plan, the Northern Lights could be floated in two weeks, but it was only floating.

Even if the difference between the semi-finished product and the finished product is very different, due to the existence of the contract, we can only go out to find opportunities to complete it with other spare parts. Of course, due to the gap in the industrial level, it is impossible to compare with the completion here.

However, due to the invasion of the Sea Clan, force majeure occurred in the execution of the contract, but it unexpectedly gave us enough time. Quality completes the order for the construction of the Aurora Borealis.

"A bad working environment will only make workers loathe and even hate their employers, and they will only find ways to cope with errands, while a pleasant environment is conducive to improving the enthusiasm and productivity of workers, and is more conducive to the birth of excellent works of inspiration. "

In order to allow everyone to live and work here with peace of mind, I tried every means to improve the working conditions, such as improving food standards, cultural performances, football matches, and even to improve food, I secretly went out to play through the underwater exit. Fished a few times.

With the help of Tracy's Song of the Tides, those sea tribes probably don't know why their fish are gone. Even if they can think of someone poaching, they will only think of other tribes.

The effect of these entertainment activities is very good. After all, entertainment is too scarce for people in this world. The only drawback is that it seems a bit too much. The engineers were so happy that they didn't want to leave, and they couldn't work with peace of mind after playing.

But soon, there were a large number of undead creatures, and the recovered engineers took command. Our gentlemen, knights, helpers. The progress is ahead again.

I didn't change much from the original ship design, it's really not my specialty after all. But for the weapon system, I put forward my own wishes.

"Eight mage towers and thirty-two cannons? How is that enough? Give me sixteen mage towers and sixty-four cannons! No, I want thirty mage towers and one hundred heavy cannons!"

"Insufficient energy? Don't worry. I have a clever plan. If there is not enough space, you will not build a turret on the turret, and you will not build a small turret between the turret and the turret. Don't consider the symmetrical shape. We need more turrets, bigger barrel!"

"Remember,

You rookie engineers. Don't pursue that useless beauty and decoration, put all your ingenuity on how to increase the number of turrets and increase the caliber of the gun, follow me! Much is beautiful. Big is good, caliber is justice, turret is truth! The weak rpg will kill me three hundred times! "

"Huh? You don't know what an rpg is? It's a fool who rides on a ** and shoots himself out as a meatball."

Well, so far, my multi-turret mission is relatively smooth, at least these days, as the Northern Lights has more and more turrets, and the ship is becoming more and more misshapen and contains an industrial aesthetic, more and more engineers feel it Industrial beauty.

While working, some engineers are already shouting "100 billion stars, 100 billion turrets, without turrets, there is nothing!", all turrets are equal, but some turrets are more equal than others! "I praise you, great multi-turret."

But there are always people who are unmoved.

"...As long as the energy supply problem that is basically impossible to complete can be solved, the transformation of the fort is still understandable, but some extra work is really unnecessary. If you don't count the extra decoration processes you added, I am afraid it has already been completed .”

Piacenza, the chief engineer of the Northern Lights, is quite a staid old scholar. He didn't understand the transformation plan I temporarily joined.

Decoration process? Indeed, according to the orthodox shipbuilding idea, the precious dragon scales and skins are sewn on the ship planks, and the world-famous magic gems are inserted into the core of the ship. Apart from showing off the wealth, I really can’t think of any effect. It is a typical example. In the eyes of experts, the layman leads the expert, and in the eyes of experts, it is likely that something will go wrong in the end.

But I'm not building boats, and I don't know how to build boats at all.

"Undead Creation."

In a sense, I have always regarded it as a theoretical and systematic science. Just as modern western medicine starts from the anatomy of the corpse and the analysis of the functions of human organs, the Necromancers of this world also start from the analysis of the corpse. At the beginning of the analysis, they agreed to regard the human body as a patchwork of parts (organs).

In that life, many technologies such as organ transplantation, human body transformation, and human cloning have appeared, but in this world, only because of the existence of magic, even a rookie necromancer is more crazy than the craziest scientists and surgeons. Transplanting an organ And so on, there is no difficulty at all, and it is not as difficult as it is said in the legend to find a bunch of parts to assemble a person.

After all, the surgeon still has to consider whether the person can survive the transformation operation, and the Necromancer can make do with life and death. This is also their dividing line. Because the Necromancer realized the importance of the soul, they simply made it 'Life=**+soul' equation, and then unscrupulously challenge the authority of the Creator, and if a surgeon disassembles a person into parts, let alone whether he can live if he puts it back together, as long as the news leaks, he will die the next day. Should be charged with manslaughter.

If you insist on finding an analogy, it’s like a computer is divided into hardware and software. The necromancer also divides life into two parts, the body is the hardware, and the soul is the software. As long as the body can finally act under the drive of the soul , the process or something, whether the body and the soul match or not, it doesn't matter at all.

Therefore, just like those computer enthusiasts who always like to toss out weird machines, for necromancers, as long as they have souls and bodies, they can play whatever they want. After countless centuries, all kinds of undead creations have become There are too many that cannot be classified, but a high-quality body and a powerful soul are the most beloved creation materials of every necromancer.

"Desecration of life, blasphemy of the gods? The only difference between us and the gods is that they have more experience than us, and their technology is superior to ours. But we will also improve, and one day we will create existences that surpass their creations."

The arrogant necromancers said so, and they did exactly that, as the most famous necromancers in modern times. I have incorporated a new theory into the creation of the undead - the theory of evolution of the undead.

Once a dead body is formed, it is difficult to evolve automatically. The rigidity of life forms will lead to a fixed upper limit of strength, which is indeed a bottleneck that undead creations easily encounter. But it is not impossible to break through.

My method is to first combine the body and the soul perfectly, and then through the transformation of the soul, let the soul driven by strong emotions and desires in turn drive the body and then evolve.

Adam (gluttony), Omar (arrogance), Best (anger), Heloise (greed), the reason why they can continue to grow. Just having a strong and paranoid soul.

Although the theoretical core is very simple, it is not so easy to do it. I can proudly say that only my seven deadly sins have achieved this growth-type undead that keeps growing like a living person, and the core technology is also Only I have mastered it.

Well, having said all that, you can pretty much guess what I'm going to do.

Yes. I can't build a boat at all, so I'm going to turn the Northern Lights into a living super undead!

Precious dragon skins and dragon scales are sewn on the deck and sides of the ship, which seem to be extravagant decorations, but are actually used as possessions for summoning souls. As for whether intercepting Hydera's soul will arouse Lady Storm's anger... Anyway, she has already offended, and it's nothing to offend completely, and she probably won't find out that I did it.

Of course, it doesn't make much sense just to summon souls. The intelligence of sea monsters is generally not high. There is also berserk, which cannot be used without further processing.

Therefore, I plan to put an "operating system" on it, an equally powerful soul.

"Massolite, are you ready?"

"Okay, Lord Roland, everything is ready."

Following my order, the voice of a young male echoed back and forth in the cabin. The blood emperor was doomed to die the moment he inhaled the poisonous blood, and while the ice was temporarily keeping his life alive, I did it with him. communicate.

He still has an unfulfilled long-cherished wish, he is willing to continue to walk in the world as a half-dead, and as the price of saving him, if I can successfully preserve his soul completely and give him the power of revenge, he is "willing" to serve me A hundred years, and if I can help him fulfill his long-cherished wish, that service will continue indefinitely.

"Damus, the dragon hunter, killed my daughter and wife. I want to avenge him and those behind him! Is he dead? No, no, it was Damus III who died, and the one who killed my wife and daughter It is his master—Damus I! They are a special kind of inheritance. The second generation was also Damus. I don’t know where the second and the first are, but the emperor of the Oran Empire must know that that family is the emperor from generation to generation. At your service!"

Well, it's better not to let Masolite know about Cloven until he recovers enough to speak.

Of course, since I have accepted my undead transformation, I don't have to worry about his loyalty anymore.

Transforming a demigod-level blood mage into a lich without flesh and blood is definitely a waste. So, just as I need a powerful soul to control this battleship, Masolite also needs power, and the two hit it off.

In the bridge of the Northern Lights, Masolite's lower body has already merged with the bridge, leaving only the upper body outside. The heart of the nine-headed dragon is beating slightly in front of him, and with the drive of the heart, Another set of energy cycles in the giant ship began, which belonged to the patent of the necromancer.

At this time, Masolite is already considered an undead creature, but his body is still as cold as ice and poisonous. Although some camouflage has been made, it is not much better. , he still volunteered to wear a mask.

He seemed to be contemplating with his eyes closed, but a lot of data flowed in front of him. In fact, he was controlling and sorting out the situation of the entire ship, making the final fine-tuning before starting.

But seeing this serious man, I was just happy with the trustee, but fell into depression for no reason.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?"

"Well, I'm a little frustrated for no reason, just take a break."

That's all I can say. Do I still have to shout my dissatisfaction to the sky and ask for a cuter ship controller?

"Fucking! Why is everyone else wearing a sailor suit and smiling sweet and cute ship girl, but here I only have a masked yin and yang face ship boy, the will of the universe! Is this decent? Can I change it?"

"Of course. How about Rosemary? That's a beautiful woman."

All right. The will of the universe will not answer such unnutritious questions, but Heloise will not let go of any chance to hit me.

From a hermaphrodite face to a hermaphrodite? Think about it. I still firmly refused, if we are in Rosemary's body now (I feel that this is so awkward), maybe she will use the authority of the ship's mother to peek at the bathing of all the male crew members...

"Don't insult me! I also have a choice of aesthetics. What's so good about those ugly men! My taste is not that bad!"

Do you only deny that you don't want to see ugly men? Would you take a peek at something so good-looking? Rosemary's roar from the phylactery. However, she revealed her innermost desire. I am glad again that I did not make this extremely tragic option, but chose Masolite. This time, the gentleman group finally has a normal person. Congratulations, congratulations ah.

"By the way, my lord. The area of ​​dragon skin on my left hull is 17% larger than that on the right."

"It's okay, it will be automatically corrected after the startup."

"Oh, my lord, my second and ninth barrels are a bit bent. Can you straighten them for me?"

"Probably not, it will be obvious if the turret is bent."

"You can't read it wrong. The second gun barrel is bent to the right by about 2%, and the ninth gun barrel is bent to the left by 0.5%. You can find it if you look carefully. By the way, can the bucket on the left deck be placed in the middle? The left-right asymmetry is very uncomfortable."

"Also, can the potted plants arranged on the left and right be kept symmetrical? Now there are three more on the left than on the right, which makes people not used to it."

"By the way, can you help straighten the portrait on the wall over there, it's crooked thirty degrees, I feel so uncomfortable."

Hearing this, I immediately understood how there could be normal people in the gentleman group. When I thought of the neat and meticulous appearance of the red-robed mage that day, I suddenly realized.

"It turned out to be a deep obsessive-compulsive disorder!"

Well, the endless nagging of obsessive-compulsive disorder patients continues, from the pattern on the deck of the ship to the pattern on the sail, from the style of the bow on the cable to the pattern of the crew's uniform, all kinds of irrelevant information came. Fatigue bombing.

Ordinary obsessive-compulsive disorder can only be entangled with himself and his surroundings. After Masolite turned into a ship, his body has expanded countless times, so there are too many things to entangle.

His obsessive-compulsive disorder reversed is fine, but it is hard for me to accept his opinion.

Out of balance? no.

Up and down wrong? Not to mention.

The deck on the left is cleaner than the deck on the right? How can I bear it, if I don't clean the right side, I will dirty the left side!

The beard is not shaved, and the clothes are not neat? Needless to say, no, get off the boat!

I began to question my decision amidst the constant buzzing, whether to switch to the gentleman ship girl who might be peeping, or continue to use this nagging obsessive-compulsive ship man, and finally, the long-awaited words came to my ears.

"My lord, the preparations have been completed, may I ask if you want to start it?"

"Great! Well, I mean, now that we're ready, stop talking nonsense and let's get started."

Following my order, light green brilliance enveloped this fleet. Obviously no one controlled it. The searchlight at the front of the ship suddenly turned on, just like a giant beast opened its eyes. The Northern Lights woke up, and he was alive. !

On the ship, a large number of low-level undead creatures are melting strangely. They will fuse with the bones and planks of the ship to become the real skeleton of this undead monster. On the side of the normal energy circulation pipeline of the ship, the transparent Green liquid is flowing in the tube, which is the poisonous blood from Hydera, and it is also the new blood circulation system of this giant beast.

The dragon skin on the ship was slowly spreading normally, and the countless magic lines on the ship began to spread, and the giant beast's skin and nervous system were also progressing well.

All irrelevant personnel have retreated, only Heloise and I exist, but Rosemary's phylactery keeps nagging "This is not magic!", "How is this possible", "This is completely inconsistent with the classic theory of the creation of the undead." "Nonsense.

What makes people helpless is that the great engineer Piacenza on the other side is nagging "this is unscientific", "this is too unreasonable." "This completely limits all shipbuilding theories."

Naturally, it is impossible for a creature to have two systems. As the roaring nine-headed phantom began to merge with the hull, the dragon blood circulation and energy channels began to merge, and the dragon skin and dragon scales on the outer edge of the ship were skyrocketing. Soon, they It will become the real shell of the ship, and the various magic lines carved in it will also truly function as nerves and organs.

After the sacrifice of the undead creatures, the keel and the deck became thicker and thicker, and countless searchlights and probes were floating in the air. They would be Masolite's eyes.

The mage towers on it are defended with an extra layer of dragon skin, and those magic crystal heavy cannons have completely changed their appearance. The cannon body has more dragon mouth carvings, and judging from the dark green flashes in it, the changed It's not just about looks.

Before being awakened, it was still an assembled ship full of patches, but after awakening, the cyan dragon skin became the most gorgeous painting, and the Northern Lights, which has restrained its metal shell, is not only a super battleship, but also a A breathing dragon.

There are 25 mage towers, 27 green dragon rotten magic crystal heavy cannons, 127 heavy engineering cannons (it’s not that I don’t want to install more, they have been piled up three layers, and there is really no place for them), the bow, ship Each tail has a dragon breath main cannon. After this living dragon uses its own heart and breast circulation to provide enough energy for the weapon system, this floating battleship is destined to be unparalleled in the world.

"Great, Masolite, oh no, I should call you 'jealous' now."

"Yes, Your Highness, jealousy is at your service. Well, can you straighten the barrel for me now? They seem to be more bent. By the way, I'm a little sorry, your fifth button seems to be buttoned wrong , can you change it back, it makes people uncomfortable." ()