Chapter 1067: This is what he is licking the human flesh retrieval system.

"It's really a chef!"
The expressions of the engineers have become a little weird. Although the steam locomotive was designed by McGonagall, it was a little strange to let a chef guide their work.
What everyone thinks, Meg is clear, but he doesn't care. He is too lazy to delay too much time here. Now he can go back and go to a news office to check the news about Landist.
It seems that Hill is not at the base, he can only think of his own way.
"Okay, let's take a trip." Blair took the sketch and arranged the person next to him to leave Meg, and his gaze was completely attracted by several drawings in his hand.
Although it is a sketch, the line label is not rigorous.
Blair looked at it seriously and his eyes gradually lit up.

Does he really make constructive comments?
The engineers looked at Blair’s expression and couldn’t help but think about it.
These problems have already plagued them for many days. I have never found a substantive solution. When McGee came over and looked at it, he found a solution.
"Genius! Mr. McGonagall is a genius!"
Blair sighed, and the hand holding the drawing couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
"The chief engineer, he really thought about how to solve the problem of derailment of the curve?" An engineer could not help but ask.
Blair spread the drawings on the table and waved to the crowd: "Not only the derailment of the curve, but also the tilting of the carriage, the speed improvement is improved... Mr. McGonagall's advice is all right, you come over and see."
The engineers came around and seriously looked at the drawings on the table.
"Appropriately reduce the energy of the magic array, reduce the suspension height of the carriage, change the rear train train wheel to the side wheel with the ground level, separate the locomotive from the carriage, and solve the tilt problem after the carriage is lifted..."

The side wheels are used to ensure that the train does not derail, minimizing drag and, most importantly, that this train does not require replacement of the train track!

"The way to separate the links can also be used for the links of the subsequent cars. This connection method will be more free, and the soft links can also solve the problem that the curve turns and the train is too long to pass."
"This... probably a genius."
The engineers swept away the doubts before, and there was only a lot of admiration and emotion in the eyes.
Blair looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "The solution has come out, and we are striving to come up with a design that can be used today."
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"Just send me here, I will get off the bus." The carriage just arrived at Aden Square, and McGonn got off the bus.
"Lantite, I don't know if Gina's statement is right. The names of transliterations are generally pitted." McGonagall changed his clothes in the alley, put on a mask, and walked toward an intelligence station.
Ten minutes later, Meg, who had no income, came out of the intelligence office and walked toward the second intelligence.
McGonagall almost visited all the information stations in Aden Square, but still did not find any information related to Landist.
"The place is either not on the Nolan continent, or it is not called in the mainland lingua franca." Meg changed back to his clothes and couldn't help but sigh.
On the way back, passing through the Kaisen Bookstore, Meg often went in and picked two books. When I checked out, I looked at the old shopkeeper who was lying on the lounge chair and read the book. Every time he came to see him, he was reading this book, but the books in his hands were all Different.
"Boss, have you seen the books in this bookstore?" McGonagall asked curiously.
When I heard the sound, the old shopkeeper, Kason, put down the book in his hand and slowly sat up and looked up at Meg. He nodded. "This is already the twenty-third time."
"Have you seen the name of 'Lantite' in the book?" McGonagall asked.
"Lantite?" Kaysen thought, standing up and walking towards the bookshelf.
"Really?" Just as Meg's eyes lit up, he looked at the skilled book and pulled a book from the shelf, then returned to the front of the counter.
"Landiste, the place name, mentioned once in this book, mentioned three times in this book, this article mentioned five times..." Kayson introduced one by one.
"This is what he is licking the human flesh retrieval system..." McGonagall looked at Kason a little bit.
After listening to the old shop owner, McGonagall pointed to the book: "I have to do this, you count how much money."
The owner invented the following: "15 books, a total of 620 copper coins."
"Don't look for it, thank you." McGonagall handed the seven silver coins over and picked up two books and walked outside the door. The intelligence office did not get any useful news, and did not expect to gain something in the bookstore.
Back at the restaurant, Felice is sitting in the kitchen seriously sitting Yangzhou fried rice, colorful ingredients in the iron pot, like a rainbow.
Anna and the ugly duckling are sitting on the table and painting Gina.
Everyone saw God and did not notice that McGonagall came back.
McGonagall did not say anything, and he was very curious to come forward and look at the probe.
Gina's paintings are still the underwater world, but compared to the slightly depressing style at noon, what she is painting now seems to be more relaxed and interesting.
She used magic to change the pigments of various colors, and painted them while painting, showing the beautiful colors of watercolors.
The translucent fish lit up on the top of the head, and the flocks of jellyfish were rushed by the big fish. The mermaid with the steel fork was sitting on the back of the fish, and the grotesque underwater world was vividly displayed in her pen.
"喵~"
The ugly duckling looked at the flock of fish and swallowed.
Gina was scared and the pen fell on the ground.
McGonagain bent over and pulled the pen up.
"Mr. McGonagall." Gina quickly got up.
"The painting is very nice." McGonagall looked at Gina and smiled.
This girl is indeed a genius in painting. A person who has just learned to use a pen can actually draw such a picture that makes people shine.
Gina can see that McGonagall is boasting her, saying in a verb-like language: "Thank you."
"Who taught you the lingua franca?" McGonagall was curious, and he was almost pitted by her that day.
"Sister Gina is very good at learning. She usually asks us to teach her some simple words. She soon learned it." Anna said.
"It turned out to be the case, then we Anna is still a small teacher." McGonagall touched Anna's head with a smile. "Well, you continue to paint, I went upstairs to read the book."
McGonagall held the two books and went upstairs. The one he bought was put aside, and he took a copy from the one that the owner gave him, and sat down and looked at it seriously.
Throughout the afternoon, McGonagall read all the books.
"The Lost Land?" Closing the last book, Meg's face showed some thoughts.