"Whoa, whoa, is our great chemist going to get involved in politics?"
Paul said the above words with some sarcasm.
"I don't think this is a political matter, Lord Graeman. I am protecting an outstanding talent who may have a bright academic future and may make great contributions to your territory. Tennyson Fateye Husband—this is the name of the student. He has been staying in the college for the past two years, and he occasionally goes back to visit relatives. He is also a research madman and spends most of his time in the laboratory. How could a guy who is insulated from his life participate in the conspiracy of the rebellion."
After expressing his request, Wells lost his previous timidity, regained his former self-confidence, and defended his students confidently.
"But his surname is Fadeyev." Paul said with a livid face.
But he was secretly laughing in his heart. In fact, after Wells said that such a person was imprisoned in his prison, Paul had already made a decision in his heart, but for a certain purpose, he still decided to stimulate Will. s.
Wells had an absurd expression on his face, and exaggeratedly waved his arms and shouted: "Lord of Light, just because you have a family form that you can't choose because you were born? Oh, my Graham-sama, I thought you were a lord who was different from the other bastards, possessing such beautiful characteristics as enlightenment and benevolence."
Wells' words frightened Burns beside him, how dare he speak of Earl Graham in front of his own face.
"Wells, speak up," he reminded.
Paul waved his hand to Burns, expressing that he didn't mind, and said to Wells: "Talk one thousand, say ten thousand, I will punish this guy named Fadeyev, and there will be no punishment in the whole territory of Aldo." would be morally condemned."
Wells' face gradually turned black, and he was obviously getting angry. If he hadn't been talking to a lord who could cut off his head, he might have started yelling with his temper.
Well, Paul thought, that's about as exciting as it gets.
"However..." he changed the subject, "I consider myself to be an open-minded person, especially... in a situation where I can get what I want."
Got what you want? Wells noticed the emphasis in Paul's words.
"Then what do you want? Lord Graham, after you achieve your goal, Tennyson can be released."
Paul moved slowly to a chair next to the workbench and sat down, facing Wells.
"A few days ago, several businessmen from Jiaowan asked whether they could buy armor and weapons that could be mass-produced, cheap, and high-quality from Northwest Industries. But you know, we can now mass-produce metal ordnance Basically, they are all made of wrought iron, which are cheap items for big-headed soldiers, and the kind of superior armor used by master knights requires blacksmiths to break wrought iron into thin sheets and place them in charcoal fire for repeated calcining, or cast iron Stacked with wrought iron and repeatedly forged to obtain better quality iron, or called - steel, armor and weapons made of such materials can be regarded as high quality."
"Oh, by the way, I noticed..." Paul interrupted the topic: "In our current era, there seems to be no strict distinction between iron and steel. In the eyes of most people, steel is just better quality iron or simply two kinds of iron. The titles are mixed, and now I will formally distinguish them, steel is steel, and iron is iron. Okay, now continue..."
Paul looked at Wells and said slowly: "The old methods of turning iron into steel—such as the two I just mentioned—are too inefficient. What I want to know is that the first First, in the process of converting iron into steel, what essential changes have occurred, or what substances have increased or decreased to cause the difference in properties between the two? Second, after obtaining the answer to the first question Afterwards, can we use this answer to find a way to make steel on a large scale, just like we smelt iron-flowing continuously from the blast furnace instead of being hammered by blacksmiths."
hiss! Burns in Wells gasped. The two points raised by Earl Gramain are quite challenging.
Paul continued: "With the method of making steel on a large scale, we can meet the needs of our customers and get their orders. Wells, that's what I want."
Wells gritted his teeth, slapped you with cold sweat from his forehead and lay down, "I wonder when Master Graham will want the result?"
"As long as it is before the sentencing, I estimate that the trial will take a year. Oh, yes, if you can find the answer, I will pardon Tanis, but if you can find the answer in half a year, it is not just Tanis. Nice himself, even his family — I mean those who were not directly involved in the rebellion — I can pardon.”
"Okay! Master Graham, I, as well as my colleagues, will work hard to find the answer you want."
Wells nodded and agreed, "However, can Tennyson come to the laboratory—as a crime, because he is my important helper, and I guarantee on my reputation and life that he will never escape .”
Paul didn't respond immediately, but was silent for a few seconds, seemingly thinking.
"Okay," he nodded, "then let him come back to you."
"Thank you, Graham-sama. I hope to start working as soon as possible and find your answer as soon as possible, so..."
Paul walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote a paragraph on a piece of white paper, then handed it to Wells, and said, "Take this piece of paper and go to Ruth Hayden, the director of the Ministry of Public Security, he knows How to do."
Wells took the paper, bowed slightly gratefully to Paul, and exited the workshop, not wanting to delay now.
After the door of the workshop was closed, Paul said to Guyon Burns who stayed behind: "These alchemists will not work well without some stimulation."
"Huh? What does that mean?" Burns asked.
"Hey, what would happen if I directly agreed to him, he led the people back, and then I assigned the task to him, and asked about the progress every now and then, Wells, how is the thing I asked you to do? He replied—ah? Master Graham, I'm working on it? Oh, the experiment is very troublesome, and the results will definitely not be obtained immediately. In fact, he may be secretly messing with himself with the money I gave him Interested in another study. So, we have to give him a restraint."
"Haha That makes sense." Burns had just echoed, and his forehead felt inexplicably cold. Could it be that the Earl was also taking the opportunity to warn me.
He quickly changed the topic: "My lord, the client you mentioned just now at the corner of the bay...is it a member of the Jiaowan alliance?"
When manufacturing weapons and armor for the Horn Bay Alliance, the machinery factory he was in charge of also undertook part of the task, so I know.
Paul glanced at him and smiled mysteriously: "No, it's from Jiaowan Church."
"Huh?" Burns was a little surprised.
Paul revealed to him: "People from the Jiaowan Church said that when they were fighting the enemy—that is, the Protestant army, they encountered some... very strange guys who were very disadvantaged in weapons and protection, so they looked for ways to Make up for the disadvantages in both offense and defense, and then find out about us. But if we only rely on our previous products, we can only equalize the disadvantages, and now they want to overwhelm the opponent."
Burns said: "But you have already sold weapons to the Horn Alliance."
"So what?" Paul took a sip of water and said with a straight face, "I'm a qualified arms dealer."