After Becoming The Tyrant CH 115 Ghostly Refrigerant
People always say that when the Devil tempts people to fall, he always creates visions of all kinds of unimaginable luxury.
But there was actually one thing wrong with this statement. While the Devil could indeed do this, it depended on whether he was willing to do it. And clearly, he was very happy to create a luxurious and romantic atmosphere for the King. That day, after the wind song ceased, the revived bloodkin servants came in one after another wearing court attire. They wore pure white gloves and held silver plates containing gifts from the castle to the King.
Jewelry, diamonds, gold goblets, precious swords…..Hell could the mortal world's most ingratiating nobles by a thousand miles in the matter of pleasing their monarch.
The lifeless castle took on a new look after that day.
"I always feel that you are trying so hard to make me stay here forever. Is that so? Mr. Devil."
The King walked unhurriedly along the slightly quiet corridor. The aesthetics of the bloodkin could be summarized with the word "luxury", and the clothes they prepared for the King also reflected this.
"Is it inappropriate for your loyal servants to offer you their loyalty and respect? Your Majesty."
The Devil cunningly avoided the crucial point in the King's question.
"How many of them will come?"
The King wore black boots, and the rose gold decorative chains on the boots would collide crisply while walking, and when the brilliant candlelight fell on them, they gleamed along with the precious stones.
The chaotic hell actually had its own rules. The rule here was "authority", and the lords fight each other in order to compete for the authority of a wider range of rule. The authorities corresponding to the original sins mentioned in the holy book were the most powerful, which made the King feel that hell was actually a reflection of the so-called "Kingdom of God".
The powers now in the King's hands were "greed and ill-gotten wealth" and "pride and uncertain judgment".
How the former came about, the King was clear on. But when the latter was obtained by the Devil, the Devil did not say, and the King did not ask.
"Two-thirds, there are always some stubborn fellows."
The Devil knew this well, and his smile contained a trace of coldness.
"But it's all right, Your Majesty. They will pay for their transgression."
"Who is the most troublesome?"
"The guy who has authority over wrath." The Devil replied, and when he mentioned this lord, a haze passed over his brows and eyes. "Of course, it will definitely not come to this banquet."
The King and the Devil walked side by side through the rose garden of the castle while talking.
A departed soul of a lady who was in charge of trimming branches in the rose garden caught a glimpse of their figures inadvertently, and felt that there was a strange tacit understanding between the two when they walked together. It was a strange thing that when the proud monarch and the notorious Devil interacted, they were obviously testing each other but they also seemed as comfortable as old friends.
The Devil suddenly turned his head and glanced at the departed soul lady.
Of course, there was an unparalleled tacit understanding between him and the King, and that tacit understanding came from their oath.
The oath was made a long time ago, when both were ambitious, and the world was like packs of wolves tearing at each other. The King said, I will bestow you the authority, we will destroy the present world. Then he put his hand on the shoulder of the lonely Devil, releasing the violence hidden in his heart that wanted to destroy everything in his path. So, the Devil pulled out his imprisoned knife, and went on a warpath from the sky to the earth for that oath. The King stood behind him, and watched with him the mountain of corpses piling and the sea of blood flowing slowly by.
"Your Majesty."
The Devil called to the King.
The King answered.
"It will be a good show, I promise."
The Devil smiled, and he naturally opened the black umbrella for the King.
The King glanced at him: "It had better be."
Side by side they descended the winding bone steps that led to the bottom where the Nightmare carriage stood.
Now that he had come to hell, the King intended to take this opportunity to personally inspect Legrand's First Military Heavy Industry Department.
During this period of time, the King had received many requests from Legrand's First Military Heavy Industry Department, and the most came from the two chemist brothers and the head of the military design department.
Somehow, the military design department and the Gunpowder Research Institute offended each other. After Mr. Raul, the head of the military design department, asked him to announce that the guillotine was superior to the fire rack and was rejected, he came up with a new idea after a few days. With the Rogers brothers he actually jointly requested the King to approve a "super-fire military artillery" experimental plan. During this period, both sides reported their progress to the King with high spirits, and the results were remarkable.
There seemed to be no problem on the surface, but when a group of lunatics tell you:
Your Majesty, our plan is progressing very smoothly, we can complete all our experiments within x days, please rest assured!
Would that really reassure people?
Who knew how a lunatic's plan would go?
………………
In the wilderness in front of Peak of a Thousand Knives, there were many blast furnaces, gray smoke curling up, and the sound of tinkling iron and rumbling explosions mixed together, which created a particularly industrialized atmosphere.
When the King arrived, the army of skeletons working all over the mountains and fields stopped their movements and happily took off their skulls, and in the manner of the noble ladies waving their handkerchiefs, waved the skulls in their hands to pay respect to the King. This was the highest etiquette among skeletons, but…..the human workers who also witnessed this scene couldn't help but roll their eyes.
The skeletons really didn't have a good idea of how terrifying their act of goodwill was.
The King waved to the skeletons without changing expression, and accepted the respect and greetings.
The skeletons who received the King's response were even happier, and felt that their King was simply the most amiable human being in the world!
"Idiots….."
Looking at this scene, the Devil felt deeply ashamed——these skeletons have simply lowered the average IQ level of the entire hell.
However, the King was a little happy, because he got an excellent answer sheet——Legrand's First Military Heavy Industry Department performed much better than he imagined.
With the continuous support of raw materials, the gunpowder research institute had determined the best military gunpowder ratio at present, and workers were already conducting large-scale production experiments.
However, one ironic thing was that the smooth progress of the mass production experiment of gunpowder was inseparable from the military design department…..
After being ridiculed by the Rogers brothers, Mr. Raul of the military design department led the department researchers who were as angry as himself, and began to study how to make the gun bore withstand more gunpowder. This group of people frantically did various experiments——and if they didn't still possess a trace of reason, they would've even used gold to cast cannons to test the durability.
In the end, they settled on bronze, and adopted the method of integral forging, which solved the problem of the forged iron cannon and the iron bars easily exploding when too much gunpowder was used or when the gunpowder was too strong.
It was not that no one had considered forging cannons from bronze before. But in the mortal kingdoms, the price of bronze forged iron cannons was too high, and no royal family could afford to support a firepower army using bronze forged cannons. But right now, the designers of Legrand's First Military Heavy Industry Department enjoyed a condition that all military designers would be jealous of——they could use various materials at will to forge weapons.
When he saw the list of research materials consumed by the military research department during this period, the King deeply realized one thing: supporting a well-equipped army was directly equivalent to burning money.
During this period of time alone, the materials consumed by the military designers’ experiments were almost equivalent to the annual income of the traditional royal family under the restrictions of the feudal knight system.
No wonder the initial development of gunpowder was so slow.
After solving the problem of the bearing capacity of the gun bore, Mr. Raul began to increase the amount of gunpowder in the shell without blinking. Gunpowder charges in shells of this period were rarely low. They gradually increased the gunpowder charge from 15 percent to 100 percent of the weight of the shell case.
Once, when the Rogers brothers were experimenting with a new ratio, Mr. Raul came to the door politely and told them with a bright smile: "We have solved the problem of the bearing capacity of the gun bore, but now the gunpowder you produce is not enough for us to load the shells. We have solved the design problem of the barrel, but unfortunately you can’t provide the amount of gunpowder we need.”
Mr. Raul's right-hand man unceremoniously served back Malley's original words:
"It turns out that your ability is to just produce some powerful gunpowder that cannot be mass-produced."
"It's good to use for setting off fireworks, but what the military industry needs is mass production!"
Mr. Raul, who won this round, walked away proudly, and the Rogers brothers were so angry that they temporarily stopped experimenting with new gunpowder and turned to thinking about how to solve the problem of complex gunpowder production processes.
"So…..this is the solution?"
The King stood in the gunpowder production factory with a complex expression, looking at the translucent floating thing in front of his eyes.
"The departed souls have excellent refrigeration properties." Bran stood in front of the King happily and explained, "The condensation effect of the departed soul in different ages is different. The earlier the departed soul was born, the stronger the condensation effect….."
The Rogers brothers couldn't think of a way to make too many changes to the gunpowder manufacturing machinery for a while, and they were laughed at by the military designers every day, such that their hair almost fell out with stress. Finally, when they saw the amazing efficiency of the skeleton lizards and blacksmiths working together, they turned their attention to the idle departed souls in the River of the Departed.
Today's sulfur refining factories generally use the technology of heating the sulfur first, and then waiting for it to solidify before removing impurities. Then heat the sulfur with impurities removed to make it into sulfur vapor, then cool and solidify to obtain the raw material of gunpowder.
In the whole process, it took a long time to wait for the sulfur to solidify.
The Rogers brothers politely approached the departed souls and expressed their hope for their help——when they made their request, the crow Mela hovered over their heads. The departed souls were silent for a moment, glanced at the skeletons, and finally climbed up from the long river of undead resignedly.
The Devil looked at the departed soul of a lady in court attire who rose from the sulfur vat holding her head, and sighed weakly again.
"In order not to cool down too much and let the sulfur be directly frozen into powder, we specially investigated the year they were born….."
Bran babbled.
The King listened, and suddenly felt that the "super-fire military artillery" might not be taking the usual path either.