allendalepharm Chapter 113 The Course That Is About to End
Chapter 113 The Course That Is About to End
Inside the storage room, Lorne was writing furiously at a makeshift desk.
"What are you doing?"
"Captain?" Lorne turned his head and looked at Edwina, who had suddenly stood behind him, with some surprise.
"What are you doing here?" Lorne asked, somewhat curious.
"It's time for class." She went to the window, pulled back the heavy curtains, and let the bright sunlight stream in.
The curtains were added by Lorne later. Because he always felt a fuzzy feeling when the moonlight shone on him, he specifically asked Danitz to get him a heavy curtain that could block out the light.
"Is it already this time...?" Feeling the sunlight shining in his face, Lorne felt a little dazed.
Since he completely digested the "Machine" potion, his control over time has been very precise. This is the first time he has ever been completely confused about time.
It's all because of that weird dream I had last night...
Having been awakened by a strange dream, Lorne was unable to fall asleep last night. After failing to get any results from divination, he decided to do some work that he had not yet completed.
This may be why he forgot about time.
"By the way, are these Emperor Roselle's notes?" Edwina glanced at the manuscript on Lorne's desk out of the corner of her eye.
Russell is highly recognizable in the field of occultism.
A knowledgeable occult teacher like Edwina could spot it immediately.
Oh no!
My romantic history with Russell...
The pages on the table were from Russell's diary, which Lorne had stayed up all night writing. Because the first few pages of Russell's diary sold unexpectedly well, Lorne, having some free time, decided to continue writing and spent several hours rushing to finish more than a dozen pages.
These manuscripts are worth at least a dozen pounds.
After a two-second silence, Lorne nodded in agreement.
"I am an admirer of Emperor Roselle and enjoy collecting some of his notes."
"Those are copies of the manuscripts I made."
"copy?"
"Yes, some were copied, and some were my own attempts."
"I tried to piece together parts of my notes to see if I could successfully decipher something."
"But..." he said in a dejected tone, "we've gained nothing so far."
Edwina nodded slightly, agreeing with this statement. She had also studied Emperor Roselle's notes, but had not found anything of value in them either.
Therefore, it is not believed that Lorne could decipher the contents of those symbols on his own.
"Don't be discouraged. It's likely that only Emperor Roselle himself could understand his notes."
……
"Then these are... design drawings?" she asked, pointing to a simple drawing.
"Um."
"Would you mind if I took a look?" Edwina asked.
Lorne glanced at the captain, his expression unchanged, and said, "Of course I don't mind."
Edwina picked up the design drawings and examined them carefully.
"Firearm blueprints?"
"Yeah, men are all interested in this kind of thing."
Edwina glanced at Lorne's design drawings for a few seconds. "A leverage structure?"
"That's right, Captain, you know all this." Lorne was somewhat surprised by Edwina's erudition.
"The pursuit of knowledge is endless..."
"Besides, isn't it reasonable for an adventurer to know some basic firearms knowledge?" Edwina rarely smiled.
"That's true..." Lorne didn't say anything.
"Your idea is novel; no one has ever used the same structure in firearms on the market before."
"However, there seem to be some issues with the design details..."
"Is that so..." Lorne did not refute it. The drawing itself was not very rigorous, and he himself had no experience in firearm design, so it was normal for there to be some problems.
"Perhaps you could give it a try," Edwina suggested.
"Give it a try?" Lorne asked, somewhat doubtful.
"Hmm... There's a gun repair room on the ship with lots of parts. You can try making a prototype first, and then improve it based on the prototype," Edwina explained.
"Actually... your occult course is almost over." She looked at Lorne and spoke softly.
"Besides, your class time is over for today, so I'll give you a day off."
……
The gun repair room of the Golden Dream.
Lorne was arranging a large pile of gun parts in front of him according to the ideas in his mind.
"Revolvers, shotguns, and even flintlock rifles..."
The variety of parts gave him a bit of a headache, but the result was good.
"Snap!"
Luck is good... Seeing that the mechanism can open and close normally, Lorne is in a good mood.
He successfully tinkered with the feeding mechanism of the M1887.
In reality, the drawings he made were only for reference, merely recording the approximate mechanical structure.
Although he was able to use the machine's computing power to correct some of the design errors to a certain extent.
However, it is virtually impossible to draw a complete blueprint based solely on a vague impression in one's mind.
So he didn't refuse Edwina's suggestion and became a craftsman for a while.
In fact, in the original world, some ancient gunsmiths used a similar method: they would first make a physical object and then draw blueprints based on the object.
During the experiment, whichever part was found to be damaged was reinforced.
However, this method is also dangerous, and many mechanics have lost their lives due to gun barrel explosions.
"The gunpowder technology in this world also needs improvement." Lorne examined the small clump of gray powder in front of him.
"It's a pity, if only we had industrial machine tools..."
With the help of the "machine", he was able to process some precision parts with simple tools.
However, the efficiency of hand-rubbing is definitely not comparable to that of professional tools.
"Since they are gods of steam and machinery, could their extraordinary powers be related to machinery...?" Lorne thought of his nominal faith.
"If only I could get my hands on a magical item through the right means."
"Tap...tap...tap..."
"It's you... Danitz." Lorne heard footsteps behind him.
"Shit, how did you know that?"
"You'll get used to it after hearing it a lot."
"What do you want from me?"
"I..." Danitz paused for two seconds, mimicking Lorne's previous tone to sound serious:
"Can't I just come to visit a friend?"
"Hmph..." Upon hearing this, Lorne suddenly burst out laughing.
"Hahaha……"
"Danitz, honestly, this tone doesn't suit you... It sounds like a curly-haired baboon trying to speak."
"Are you... are you provoking me?!" Danitz's face turned bright red.
"Of course not, as you can see, I'm designing firearms." Lorne's smile faded as he pointed to a pile of parts in front of him.
"You? Can you do it...?" Danitz looked completely incredulous.
"Believe it or not, even the captain said my design is very unique..."
"After returning to shore, I plan to apply for patents and then directly open a factory for production, making it a large and powerful enterprise!"
"Would you like to invest...?"
"Since we've known each other, I can give you a bigger share," Lorne said, adopting a salesman's tone.
"Forget it... You don't seem reliable at all." Danitz curled his lip. Brando's cunning personality didn't seem like a reliable investment target at all.
Moreover, he doesn't have much money left. Since almost all his savings have been invested in real estate, the only way he can invest is by exchanging his properties for cash.
Obviously, it's impossible for him to use the house to invest in Brando's unreliable project.
"Sigh, what a clueless investor." Lorne sighed, feigning annoyance.
……
"Oh, right." He suddenly remembered something, "The captain said my course is almost over, and I'll probably have to disembark soon."
The good days you've been dreaming of are coming.
"Is that so..." For some reason, Danitz didn't seem as happy as Lorne had imagined.