57、problem of precision

　　　"So many... God, I'm not dazzled."

　　"Frendi, where did you get it? It's not to evacuate Lord Algernon's magic tower, right?"

　　Even Lilia, who is usually calm, widened her eyes and looked at the magic source in this room in disbelief. Although she guessed something when she saw the magic core that could be infused with magic elements, she was still a little surprised that so many essentias were generated in such a short period of time.

　　"In the future, if you are short of Origin Quality, you can come here to get it. Don't worry about wasting it. You can get as much as you want." Frandy said boldly and authentically.

　　"After that, I can even practice fourth-level magic at will? With so many Origin Quality, I can't use it up in my life!"

　　"It's the magic tower again, and there are so many magic sources. Frandy, how many secrets do you have that you haven't told everyone?" Glenn said enviously. The good thing he wanted to give Annie the magic essence was ruined by Frandy again.

　　"Hey, I have a lot of secrets, I just won't tell you!" Frandy smiled confidently.

　　...

　　In the afternoon, Frandy was going to go to Mr. Algernon and tell him about the magic core. As soon as he walked out of the magic tower, he saw seven or eight carriages lined up in a long line. The road came this way.

　　When the convoy arrived under the magic tower, the door of the first carriage opened and three people walked down.

　　It was Director Lowell of the Alchemy Department, followed by two students.

　　Frandy saluted Director Rowell and asked happily, "Your Excellency Rowell, are the parts on the blueprint ready?"

　　"Hehe, that's right, the entire craftsman workshop is working overtime to build it for you. These are all the parts of the magic car. I'll send it to you as soon as it's finished."

　　"Thank you so much, Your Excellency Lowell."

　　Lowell called the two students over and introduced to Frandy: "This is Tom, this is Jerry, they are brothers, they are all magicians of order, but because they like alchemy, they have been talking to him. I study. You don't have experimental assistants here yet, and I'll send the two of them here to help you."

　　Frandy was overjoyed, he had long wanted to find some assistants to help him do some experiments, but because he was too young, he was still a student, and he was too embarrassed to talk to the teacher.

　　Now Director Rowell has sent two students who have not yet graduated, and they are in Frandy's arms, and he hastily said: "Hello, two seniors, welcome to my magic tower."

　　Tom and Jerry are a few years older than Frandy. They are both in their early twenties. They are about to graduate soon. They were reluctant to come to be assistants to a junior, but their teacher, Rowell, made the drawings that Frandy drew. After handing it over to them, the two studied for a whole night and were impressed by the ingenuity of the machine on the blueprint, so they agreed to try it out first.

　　In the artisan workshop these days, the two of them are supervising the parts made by the artisans.

　　"Hello, Frandy, is this your magic tower?" Jerry looked around and asked curiously.

　　"Yes, this is my magic tower!" Frandy said proudly.

　　Director Lowell had already told the brothers that Frandy's teacher was the Great Magister Algernon before he came, but the Magic Tower didn't mention it, just to let the two of them see it with their own eyes.

　　Sure enough, seeing Frandy who owned a magic tower at the age of 18, the pride in the hearts of the two brothers was more than half destroyed.

　　"I've seen that magic engine of yours. It's a genius idea. We tested it and ran it at maximum power for a whole night. The source quality consumed is negligible. It's really too economical!" Brother Tom belongs to The kind of talent who is obsessed with alchemy, not as much as his younger brother thinks.

　　Frandy said politely: "Tom, the magic engine still needs other accessories to perform its function, and these will need your help in the future."

　　After speaking, he pointed to the shed on the side of the square in front of the Magic Tower and said, "Unload these parts over there, we will start assembling in a while."

　　This work shed was built together with the construction of the magic tower. At the time of construction, the earth magicians didn't understand what was the use of building such a large, empty room. It's just that Frandy insisted on repairing it, and it didn't take much anyway, and it was covered easily.

　　Scattered parts are spread all over the ground, and only a few large parts can be vaguely seen. In a previous life, a car consisted of more than 10,000 parts. The industrial level of the Oskea continent cannot be reached at all.

　　So on the drawings, Frandy can simplify as much as he can, but even so, after he checked these parts, he still frowned.

　　There are hundreds of parts and components shipped this time. Many gears are not accurate enough and need to be processed again. The length measurement in this world is too rough, and the finest scale is equivalent to the millimeter in the previous life.

　　When making parts, as long as the difference is not one millimeter, it is considered qualified. This made it impossible to even screw the nuts on some of the screws. It seems that there is still a long way to go to improve the industrial level of this world.

　　There is also the manufacture of the wheels. The drawings taken by Director Lowell only marked the shape and size, but not the materials. The four wheels were made of steel like the other parts. , will turn the ass in half!

　　Director Lowell saw Frandy frowning, and couldn't help but ask, "Frandy, are there any missing parts? Or are they some unqualified?"

　　"Lord Lowell, it seems that a few deconstruction workbenches are still needed. Many of these small parts are useless. They must continue to be processed." Frandy pointed at these parts and said depressedly.

　　He picked up a screw and a nut, but couldn't screw them in.

　　"Look, that's it."

　　Director Lowell also frowned and said unhappily, "Hmph! It seems that those craftsmen are not attentive. They can't make such a small thing!"

　　Seeing that Lowell was about to get angry, Frandy persuaded him. "Don't be angry, it's the first time the craftsmen have made such delicate parts. It's normal for some omissions, as long as you don't do this again in the future."

　　Lowell turned to the coachman of the craftsman's workshop and said coldly: "Go back and call the steward of the craftsman's workshop and let him see for himself. Go!"

　　The coachman shrank his neck in fright and did not dare to speak. He just responded and was about to leave in the carriage.

　　"Bring two deconstruction workbenches by the way!" Frandy shouted to the driver.

　　In addition to ordinary craftsmen, there are also many low-level alchemists in the artisan workshop. These alchemists can use the deconstruction workbench, and only they can improve the accuracy of the parts.

　　After a while, the two assistants, Frandy and Tom Jerry, picked out all the parts that could be used. These parts were less than a quarter of the total. At this time, several carriages drove up.

　　A tall and thin alchemist jumped out of the carriage sweating profusely, took two steps to the front of Director Rowell, and said terribly, "Your Excellency Rowell, what are your orders for calling me here?"

　　"Garden, this is the part made by your craftsman?" Director Rowell remained angry.

　　Director Garden looked at the pile of parts lying on the ground. It was obvious that these were pulled from the craftsman's workshop not long ago, and there were more parts being made in the craftsman's workshop.

　　With a pale face, he said, "Exactly."

　　Director Lowell glanced at Frandy and motioned for Frandy to speak to Director Garden.

　　"Director Garden, many of these parts are substandard and cannot be used."

　　"Ah? How come, the craftsmen have always been manufacturing according to the requirements! How can it be unqualified!"

　　"Look at it." After speaking, Frandy fastened the screw and nut together and demonstrated it again. "The craftsmen don't make it with enough precision, and for a precision machine, a little bit of error can affect performance."

　　"I'll ship all these back and make them again!" Director Garden said quickly.

　　"No need, these parts must be observed by alchemists with mental power to make them more precise. Ordinary craftsmen can't make them. Why don't you find a few alchemists and modify them here. Many parts can still be used. of."

　　Garden looked around and found that the space here was large enough, so he agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll call a few more people, and I'll fix it here."

　　"Remember to bring all the equipment you need to use!" Frandy instructed. I secretly laughed in my heart, "As long as you move here, you can stay here in the future. People can go, but machines can't go. It's convenient to do anything in the future."

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