But the real technical details, gear shing ratios, torque conversions, the force angle of the wind wings, he didn’t understand at all, as he was not a professional engineer.
So he simply relied on his impressions, sketched a few seemingly reasonable cross-sectional diagrams, annotated with concepts like utilizing wind to drive water and reciprocation, and then handed the parchnt over to the Artisan District for them to invent and perfect.
As for whether it could be made... the knight didn’t hold much hope.
Yet now, a wooden windmill as tall as two floors stood right before his eyes, the wind wings slowly rotating, water sounds faintly heard from the pipes, still sowhat surreal.
At this mont, a gust of wind passed, the giant wind wings spinning, driving the water sound at the bottom of the pipes into a rush.
A few craftsn imdiately cheered: "Success! Success!"
But soon after, the wind direction shifted, the wind wings paused, and the water sound quickly diminished.
The young craftsn’s smiles instantly froze on their faces.
Green shook his head and whispered to Louis: "The efficiency is still unstable, too dependent on wind power. We are researching alternative driving solutions."
Louis just looked at the young, sweat-drenched faces, a faint smile erging in his eyes: "Very good, keep trying, rember to reward the craftsn who made this windmill."
"Yes!" Green imdiately noted it down.
Actually, strange inventions are not just these.
Under Louis’s planning, the Artisan District and Alchemy Research Institute in the Red Tide Territory were almost the most promising "technology furnaces" in the Northern Territory, or in the world.
A large number of excellent craftsn were attracted by high salaries, while ordinary craftsn were trained through an apprenticeship system, each apprentice with a senior ntor.
As ti passed, the Red Tide Territory thus gained a large number of excellent craftsn and alchemists.
More importantly, Louis had an almost exaggerated policy: as long as soone proposed a new concept or completed a prototype, there was an opportunity to receive a gold coin reward, from three gold coins to no upper limit.
In such an atmosphere, craftsn pursued inventions and creations almost feverishly.
Besides the technologies already displayed, countless bizarre prototypes also lay in the research institute.
For example, self-heating boots in the snow, cultivation tools simulating animal hooves, half-finished wind cart prototypes... and dozens of unnad strange devices.
So succeeded, so failed.
And so, right from the start, were destined to be mad attempts, but Louis never stopped them, even encouraging this kind of creation.
Agricultural technology was the most important among them.
Louis’s bonus tendency was very strong; as long as any idea related to planting, irrigation, or yield increase had even a slight chance of success, the reward would be generous to the point of madness.
For example, the young alchemy apprentice who accidentally discovered the Frost Giant bone fertilizer was so thrilled that he nearly passed out after carrying off two hundred gold coins from just one experint.
Since then, the craftsn and alchemists of the Red Tide, like bloodhounds drawn to a scent, were attracted to the Mai Lang Territory.
So alchemists braved the wind and snow to co from Red Tide City, while so craftsn simply relocated their families to the Mai Lang valley, just to join this "agricultural technology boom."
It was this indulgent encouragent that turned the entire Red Tide, especially the Mai Lang Territory, into a seemingly endless fountain of inspiration, short-lived in a year but brimming with new affairs.
As if anyone here could propose a rebellious idea, and then truly find soone willing to help make it a reality.
Soone designed a new bone fertilizer distillation thod, soone researched wind-powered water pumps, soone even suggested using the thermal energy from Magical Beast corpses to warm greenhouses.
So were proven feasible, so were laughed off as "alchemy madness," and so still awaited miracles on the paper pile-covered test benches in the Artisan District.
Ideas and sweat intertwined, driving a small technology revolution to unfold slowly.
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