Chapter 191: "New Golem"

"Makdos, you go and tell Frewin to let him come over."
"Okay, Lord Aristophanes."
The arcane elemental guard opened the door and walked out. The warm spring sunlight hit the door and hit Aristophane's back.
In front of the wizard mage, a machine that looked exactly like a tractor was placed. Two metal plates were inserted in the place where the engine was supposed to be installed, with a complex array carved on it.
"Your Excellency, are you looking for me?" Frewin rushed over at this moment.
"You are here, Freywin," Aristophane removed two energy storage crystals from the shelf next to it and inserted them into the sockets on the metal plate.
"What is this?" Looking at the ugly steel artifact with two people in front of him, Freywin asked curiously.
"This is the future." Aristophan opened the side iron door, then sat in the driver's seat and started the machine.
With a low groan, Freywin was surprised to see this weird machine move and "crunch" outside.
"Frewin, where is the nearest deep plow field?"
"I'll show you the way!" Freywin ran outside and pointed a direction to Aristophanes.
The wizard mage turned and moved along the position where Frewen pointed, leaving two deep tracks on the ground.
The elves on the road stopped their work one after another and stared at the steel creation.
"Frewin, what's that?" an elf asked the agricultural supervisor who was hurrying behind the machine.
Freywin shook his head: "I don't know, it seems to be a new mechanical golem developed by His Excellency Aristophanes? The specific function is still unclear. If you are interested, you can follow it and take a look."
The elves followed Frewen, and they discussed excitedly until Aristophanes stopped the machine.
"Is it here, Frewin?"
"Yes, my lord," Frewen quickly got rid of the elven farmer who was surrounding him, and rushed to Aristophane to answer.
"Okay, you find two apprentices to help me install the accessories, and the others tell them not to step into the Ikuta easily. I will try this machine."
After getting the order, Frewen quickly ordered the apprentices present to separate the onlookers. Under the guidance of Aristophanes, the two young apprentices took out the iron plow from the back of the machine and installed it on the diagonally behind the seat. .
Then Aristophane sat back in the driving position and reached out to activate a magic circle. The blue light on the iron plow flashed, and the coulter on it began to rotate.
In the surprised eyes of a crowd of elves, the elven mage drove this very simple "golem" into the field that had not been cleared, and the sharp coulter plunged deeply into the soil, and then accompanied by " As the "golem" moved forward, the land that was originally extremely difficult to dig was easily turned over to the sides, and it dug back and forth quickly.
Freywin's shock from ear to ear became very serious from the beginning. He turned his head and asked the apprentice beside him: "Did you record the time?"
The apprentice on the side slowed down and shook his head.
"Next, you record the time it takes for the Golem to go from one end to the other. I'll go down and take a look." Frewin ignored the mud and walked straight to the land where Aristophanes had just walked.
He squatted down, first stretched out his hand and gestured for the depth of the gully, then pinched the soil particles, the look on his face uncertain.
He stood up, feeling the shaking of the land, staring at the "golem" that was reclaiming wasteland in the distance.
"Your Excellency, the time of the past trip has been recorded!" The apprentice at the field shouted loudly.
Freywin took his statistics and looked at the time above his pupils shrinking: "Are you sure you remembered it correctly?"
The apprentice shook his head: "Although I really want to tell you that you may have a wrong memory, this is the data recorded by the three of us together. There must be no problem."
"I know."
On the other side, Miluen and Remulos, who heard the movement, also rushed over.
"Then... what is that?" Remulos looked at the steel creations working in the fields and was a little shocked. As the son of Cenarius, he had never seen anything like this all made of steel.
"..." Milun bent down and picked up a fawn who was a little panicked, without speaking.
Soon Aristophanes completed the deep ploughing of the land. He parked the "golem" on the edge of the field, then closed it and jumped down, and began to check the two metal plates and circles in front of the seat. Two energy storage crystals.
"Aristophane, what is this?" Remulos walked over, Miluen following him.
"You are here, Remulos, this is the steel golem I just made for farming." Aristophane carefully removed three-quarters of the used energy storage crystal, and then turned Turned over, "I believe you have seen it too. With him, our farming efficiency will definitely rise to a higher level."
Looking at the "steel golem" right in front of him with a strange stripe hanging below, he couldn't connect it with the humanoid golems he had seen with the elves before.
"Your Excellency Aristophanes, are you planning to give this machine to us?" Freywin on the side suddenly rushed up and asked very excitedly.
"Ah, Freywin, this is only an experimental model. It needs to be optimized in terms of energy use, sturdiness, shape design, etc., so I can't give it to you for the time being," said the wizard wizard, "but I will give priority to it after the finalized production. For the agricultural sector."
"That's great! Based on the rough calculations just now, the work done by this machine alone can support the workload of ten ordinary elf farmers in a whole day."
"But its magical power consumption is ten times that of ordinary elves." Aristophane raised the metal plate and said, "So I have to optimize these two energy conversion arrays."
"Then I look forward to your good news!" Frewin nodded ~EbookFREE.me~ and then went to see the magical "golem" with the apprentice.
After a while, the improved "Farmland Golem" went online again, but this time the target of operation became Freywin, and all the supervisors of the Farstrider Camp also appeared on the test site.
"Aristophane, is this what you have made in the past few years?" Taranas asked.
The wizard mage nodded: "Yes, and this is just a technology verification machine."
"Technical verification machine?" Sylvanas asked timely.
"Yes, after the final model is ready for mass production, we can use this as a basis to develop various improvements, such as manned, scout, transport, etc., in this regard, I think you two have more ideas than me. ."
Taranas fell into deep thought when he heard the words, while Aristophanes continued to explain his original intention.
"What I wanted to solve at the beginning was the efficiency of farmland reclamation, and then there was this machine. It has many advantages, but there is only one disadvantage, which is that it consumes too much energy, but I already have a solution to this problem."
"Well, but this golem is too ugly!" Alina Longstep said.
The elves nodded one after another, and Sylvanas also vomited with an expression of disgust: "Aristophane, your aesthetic is really getting more and more retrogressive. This machine is really incompatible with the elves style."
The wizard mage shrugged: "It's easy to use, not to mention that this is only for technical verification, and it is not a formal setting."
Sylvanas still wanted to argue with him, but was quickly attracted by the "golem" controlled by Frewen. Not only her, but Taranas and his party also stared closely at the slow-moving "Plowland Golem", their mouths were amazed.
"Look, this is our future!" Aristophane murmured, the light in his eyes flashed.