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"Who is speaking?"

"who is it?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and then shook their heads.

"Who is he?"

"You... what are you going to do?" The banker looked at Sigmund in amazement.

Although in the process just now, he heard anger boiling, gnashing his teeth, wishing to smash that arrogant guy's teeth, but he is just an ordinary person, all he can do is whisper a few words.

"Lend me a piece of paper and a pen."

Sigmon told the banker.

"What did you say? What paper and pen?" The middle-aged fat man looked stunned.

"Hurry up, it's impossible to build a machine temporarily, but as long as you draw the drawings, you should be able to complete the task."

"Draw drawings?"

The banker suspects that he drank expired beer at dinner, and is now hallucinating.

"Ha ha."

Albert, who was standing on the stage, just glanced casually in the direction of Sigmon and then withdrew his gaze.

Proudly, he thought it was just the nonsense of a hot-blooded young man. If he really talked to that young man, he would only arouse the ridicule of others.

It's the best way to deal with this kind of stupid boy.

So did the others present.

If the speaker is a Tier 3 mechanic they know, everyone may rekindle hope.

But the young man looked too unfamiliar, and it seemed that it was the first time he had attended such a party, so the hope that had just risen was quickly dashed.

"Albert, our research direction is not to completely deny the application of spiritual power in machinery, but to promote a wider scope. Your direction is wrong." At this time, the owl Savery, who was standing on the stage, spoke.

In fact, if there is no improvement in his mechanical research, even if Albert changes the spiritual power cycle, the consumption of spiritual power will not be reduced too much.

Albert was remodeled on the basis of Savery, but many of the people present were too low-level and did not realize it.

So in their opinion, it seems that Savery's years of research are not as good as Albert's casual work.

Only a few people can figure out this relationship.

"for you."

The banker found paper and pen, "What are you going to draw?"

"Improve the drawings?" Sigmund said nonchalantly.

"It's the water pump on the stage. It doesn't require spiritual power at all and can be used by ordinary people."

Sigmon answered, and quickly sketched on the paper.

Although he did not systematically learn painting techniques, his body was completely remodeled, with stable hands and flexible fingers.

Wait, how did you get your fingers to be flexible?

If you don’t pursue artistic effects, it’s not a problem to draw some realistic stick figures.

"You're crazy!" The banker on the side opened his mouth.

"I thought you didn't know anything, you were a newcomer, but you're actually a lunatic!"

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"A water-lifting machine without spiritual power is such a crazy idea. In the past 20 years, no mechanic has dared to say such a thing."

"That's because they believe too much in the power of spiritual power. If they are not firm enough, they have embarked on the wrong path from the beginning, and if they continue, even if they are given another 20 years, they will not be able to build such a machine."

Sigmund replied.

It's not that the mechanics in this world are too stupid, but that spiritual power has imprisoned their thoughts. Although they don't admit it, they are in the hearts of most people.

Spiritual power is the core and everything.

What Sigmon has to do now is to let the extraordinary people of this world see another world, the brilliant achievements of the so-called first industrial revolution.

Although only the least visible part of it.

"nailed it!"

There is no error in memory, no experimental machine is needed, and anyone who has a little understanding of the mechanical principle can judge the feasibility of this plan through this drawing.

At this time, the quarrel on the stage had become more intense, and the young man named Albert mocked everyone with impunity.

Everyone refuted it, but the facts were in front of them, plus the spirit puppet staring at the center of the high platform.

Albert alone overwhelmed everyone in the audience.

"Your goal has been achieved, what else do you want?" Sapphire was ashes inside.

"I'm doing a good deed to avoid more people wasting time."

"There was an idiot just now, what did he say?"

"Ha ha!"

"A water dispenser that does not use spiritual power and is completely driven by machinery?"

"Such idiot-like remarks..."

"Hey!"

At this time, Sigmund separated from the crowd and walked to the front of the stage. He did not have the habit of raising his head to talk to others, so he jumped onto the high platform on his own.

"This guy!" Everyone at the scene was surprised.

"What is he going to do?"

"Teacher." Suddenly, Sigmon turned to look at Savery.

"What does he call Savery?"

"Teacher! Is he also a student of Savery?"

"Teacher, there is no need to hide it." Sigmund looked solemn.

"You...you..." Savery pointed to Sigmon, his face full of shock.

"It's time to reveal the truth, teacher, there's no need to hide it anymore!"

Sigmon took a step forward and handed the blueprint in his hand to Saveri, while blocking the words that the latter wanted to blurt out.

"Hiding what?"

The situation in the field suddenly changed, and everyone was confused. A good exchange meeting turned into a large-scale teacher recognition scene. The plot was full of ups and downs.

"Who are you?!"

Sigmund's teacher made the proud Albert the first time. Officially look at him.

"I'm just a humble, stupid student who helped my teacher in the process of completing the purely mechanical water lifter."

The first half of Sigmon's sentence didn't attract much attention from everyone, but when he said the pure mechanical water pump in the second half, the audience immediately exploded.

"Pure mechanical water pump?!"

"Safrey is done!?"

"This is impossible. Without the circulation of spiritual power, a purely mechanical water lifter can't do it at all!" Albert roared while suppressing his anger.

"Don't use that kind of semi-finished product to deceive me. If you can make that kind of thing, what do you need to do with this pile of garbage on the booth today?!"

Yes, if a purely mechanical water lifter can really be made, with this invention alone, Savery can be recorded in the history books as a mechanic. thing.

At this time, even if there were 10,000 hopes in their hearts, everyone looked at Sigmon with suspicion.

No one noticed that ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Savery, who was supposed to be the absolute protagonist, was standing behind Sigmon, holding a thin white paper in his hand.

He was shaking all over, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was speechless with excitement.

As a pure mechanic, only a simple analysis of the mechanical structure on the drawing is needed, and Savery can judge whether this device can be used normally.

Really... it's true!

Someone really can do it, who? is it him?

"Hey..." On the high platform, under everyone's gaze, Sigmon sighed.

"You don't understand..."

"You don't understand the teacher's good intentions!"

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