The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Promotion challenge?!"

A stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Abdication and refilling seem to be the state of normal promotion. It is too difficult to initiate a promotion challenge directly. In the records of the Royal Academy of Engineering, it seems that no one has ever achieved it.

So when they heard Sigmund's words, the most direct reaction of everyone in the field was not surprise, but a little funny.

"Who is this young man?"

"Master Newcomen's new student?"

Scott even laughed outright, "Does your student know what he's talking about? He's really young." He shook his head, and shot Newcomen one last time in a victorious gesture.

"Let's apply again in three years. At that time, we will make a formal comparison and see who is the final winner."

Newcomen sighed, raised his head and noticed the expression on Sigmund's face at this time, there was no tension, no burden, as if the position was within easy reach.

"Don't worry, teacher, we will succeed." Sigmund raised his hand and gestured for a phone call. This gesture was inexplicable in the eyes of others, but Newcomen immediately understood it.

"In addition to this, we can come up with other things." Sigmund continued, "As long as the process is fair, just, and open, even if Milosh's achievements are doubled, we can easily win."

"Don't you..." Newcomen seemed to understand something.

Sigmund nodded. He had many similar mechanical drawings, and it became difficult to choose which one.

"Okay." Having made up his mind, Newcomen took out the pen and paper that he carried with him, walked quickly to the counter, and completed the application for the promotion challenge with just a few strokes without fancy words.

Fold the application and hand it to the researcher at the side.

"Please pass it on to the committee and Mr. Milosh, the sixth-level rune master Newcomen officially proposes a challenge for promotion!"

Hearing his words, there was a silence of up to 5 seconds, followed by a heated discussion as if a bomb had been detonated at the scene.

"What a lunatic! Do you know what you're doing?" Scott sneered. In his opinion, Newcomen had lost his mind in the stimulation. How could a normal person make such an absurd decision?

"Barry, let's go and wait patiently for a good show."

In his mind, Scott had crossed Newcomen off his list of competitors.

At the same time, there are not a few people on the scene who hold the same opinion as Scott.

"Too reckless, Master Newcomen is too reckless."

"It's possible that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, so you will act impulsively when you are stimulated." Someone explained.

"I think early tomorrow morning or later today, he will understand how absurd his actions are, and then take the initiative to apply to withdraw his challenge."

"It's useless. Once the promotion challenge is initiated, it is impossible to end it."

"What are the specific rules?" Because they have never experienced anything similar, most people don't know the rules.

"The standing committee members are judged by their research results. On the day of the meeting, the four committee members and Mr. Appleyard, the dean of the Royal Academy of Engineering, will all be present."

"The challenger and the challenged, both sides will submit their three main research results to the committee at the same time, with a 10-point system, 4 committee members plus Mr. Appleyard, a total of 5 people, will submit the research results submitted by both parties Contribution evaluation."

"Each item is averaged, the three items are superimposed, and the final contribution value is compared."

"Small research results will not be counted, because in the committee's view, standing members must be able to come up with important creations that can demonstrate their identity, so only the three most important researches are selected." Someone explained.

"In this case, wouldn't contractors who conduct research in multiple fields suffer a lot?"

"No, Mr. Apprayalde once said that there are too many directions that can be researched in creating a contract. No one is omniscient. Even he himself can only study one of them. A person's energy is limited. Too much distraction can lead to far less depth of research."

"It's hard to make a big breakthrough in this situation."

"So that's how it is." Sigmund on one side also understood the rules of the promotion challenge. Although it was not perfect, it was considered thoughtful and relatively fair to both parties.

"Let's go back, go back and wait for news..."

Newcomen let out a sigh of relief. Before he went out this morning, he never thought that things would turn out like this.

"I accept your challenge. Tomorrow at 9 o'clock in the morning, I will wait for you in the creation conference hall of the college." Just then, an old voice resounded through the audience.

Sigmund raised his head and saw a bald old man standing on a high place.

It seems that in the field of creating contractors, the amount of hair is indeed inversely proportional to strength, the less hair, the stronger the strength.

"It's Mr. Milosh!" Everyone raised their heads and looked at the high-ranking committee member.

"I hope you can come up with an admirable design by then!"

"9 o'clock tomorrow morning!"

"Something big is about to happen!"

Master Newcomen has launched a promotion challenge to Commissioner Milosh!

The news spread throughout Abetus at an extremely fast speed, not only the creator of the contract, but also the nobles of the kingdom, high-ranking officials of the high society, top businessmen, and other people who have some knowledge of the extraordinary field have joined the discussion among.

Even Duke Dressel paid more attention because of Sigmund.

"Teacher, as far as I know, it seems that this matter was completely promoted by Sigmund. Even the design that Master Newcomen came up with came from him. If the news is true, then he is in the field of creation. Talent..." Princess Charlotte asked.

"It's scary." Duke Dressel narrowed his eyes. "He reminds me of someone who is so young and outstanding. Although they come from different backgrounds, it's strange that they have similar auras."

"Who are you talking about?" Charlotte asked curiously.

"A remarkable man." The Duke did not answer directly, but turned to ask about the investigation of the vice admiral's betrayal.

On the other side, Sigmund and others are also making intensive preparations.

The alien version of the phone has been completed long ago, and the design drawings of the purely mechanical steam engine are also ready, plus...

Sigmund put the last blueprint in it, and Newcomen just glanced at it before his blood pressure soared and his breathing became short of breath.

"How about it, teacher, are you sure?"

"This thing... can it really be realized?" Newcomen looked forward to it, his eyes fixed on Sigmund.

"What do you think, which one of the things I drew didn't come true? The principle is actually not difficult to understand, and the design is relatively rough..."

"It doesn't matter, none of that matters!"

"Do you know what this is?!" Clenching the blueprint in his hand, Newcomen's eyes were bloodshot with excitement.

"This is an epoch-making design, you are creating a new world!"

Time passed in the blink of an eye in the preparation, and at 9:00 am the next day, at the Creation Conference Hall of the Royal Academy of Engineering, Newcomen's promotion challenge was officially unveiled!