Chapter 1075

The key point is he doesn't repair such garbage, outdated weapons!

Of course he can direct and teach others to repair them; the heavy catapult can still be fixed.

"Fine then, you first refit one of those Xiangyang Cannons you mentioned, and of course also repair one heavy catapult. I'll go report to the legion commander, and we'll decide after that."

Although General Ji Xia had been bombarded by a pile of Lin Cheng's professional jargon, she wasn't stupid.

This major decision of improving the heavy catapult wasn't something an ordinary general like her could decide on, let alone since no one knew how the newly refitted catapult would actually perform.

In short, first let the other party make one, then repair one heavy catapult, compare their power, and talk again. She'd be responsible for reporting upward; let the higher-ups worry about the final result.

"Alright then."

If a comparison was needed, he could reluctantly tinker with the outdated heavy catapult. The wooden parts inside—if they weren't replaced with tighter metal gears—the service life probably wouldn't be long again. He'd just use Alchemy to manufacture alloy gears.

Having made his plan, Lin Cheng lay down on the spot again, took out paper and a pen to draw, designing the basic blueprint of the Xiangyang Cannon, marking the key points. For some critical gear sections, to maintain durability, alloy gears had to be used.

The remaining question was… build the Xiangyang Cannon first? Or repair this outdated piece of junk?

"Hmm… can't waste my enthusiasm. Build the Xiangyang Cannon first."

In his mind, he had the experience of forging cannon carts and super soldiers; what problem could a mere catapult possibly pose?

General Ji Xia went off to report Lin Cheng's opinion, leaving Miss Qianhui alone—perfect for helping out. Hehe~

Miss Qianhui was sitting idly on one side when a sudden chill ran through her, making her shiver. She wrapped her clothes tighter, puzzled—it's not even late at night, where is this cold wind coming from?

"Qianhui, come here, I have something good to show you!"

"Coming."

The innocent Miss Qianhui had no idea what awaited her.

"Qianhui, today I'll teach you a brand-new skill! As long as you do exactly as I say, I guarantee you'll become a qualified Cellulose Material Design Analysis Refitter."

"What kind of profession is that? Sounds amazing." The moment Miss Qianhui heard it, she knew it was a very impressive profession, and her interest soared.

"Don't worry about that. In short, to learn this skill normally, you'd have to endure over a decade of inhuman hardship, but under my guidance, you'll become a qualified Cellulose Material Design Analysis Refitter in just a few hours!" Lin Cheng spoke with an equally solemn expression.

Of course, "Cellulose Material Design Analysis Refitter" sounds advanced, but to know what this profession actually is, you have to talk about what cellulose materials do.

But as long as Lin Cheng doesn't say, Miss Qianhui will never know what the profession of "Cellulose Material Design Analysis Refitter" actually is........

"Qianhui, first use this long piece of wood to practice your hand, shave it into this shape, for convenience."

"Qianhui, polish these pieces of wood for me. What does that mean? Just sand them down so they don't feel so rough when you touch them, understand?"

"Qianhui, then splice your wood pieces into planks. Remember to use Shiranui—heat this metal rod red-hot, then string them together and secure them; I'll put on the nuts."

"Qianhui, come help me assemble the core components of this catapult cart…"

"Now assembling the main body of the Xiangyang Cannon… all done."

What is magical efficiency? It means work that previously took one person, or even several people, several days to complete can now, relying on just two people who know magic, be finished in a few hours.

The multi-person "Cellulose Material Design Analysis Refitter" movement—waiting for you to join? Finished?

Miss Qianhui could no longer care whether her clothes were dirty or not. She directly wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, not minding at all that the carbon ash on her sleeve smeared onto her slightly flushed cheeks.

"Right, half is done. There's still one heavy catapult to repair." Since all the heavy physical labor had been done by Miss Qianhui, Lin Cheng had been very relaxed the whole time, only using Alchemy to forge some critical alloy gears. It wasn't really tiring; he even felt like having a cup of tea.

This is the benefit of mastering core technology—easy and simple. Cheap labor, as long as it obeys, who can't do it?