MTL - I Like This Dream!-v2 Chapter 117

There was nothing worth mentioning about this winter. In the electric greenhouse, Anxu spent a winter that was warmer than Tibes.

No coal mines have been found near the Bungalow defense line, and it is too extravagant to transport coal over long distances; wind power generation is still being tested, and problems such as speed control have yet to be resolved. . But now the number of people on the defense line is far greater than that of the past, and they don't have to rely solely on the dead branches and leaves collected in autumn for warmth. They can burn other things.

This starts with the animal husbandry in Bangalore.

After shadow deer (harvesting horns, as mounts, and pack animals) and ground squirrels (source of meat and fur), the third species that is widely domesticated is a species of bighorn sheep. Once this kind of magical sheep becomes an adult, it will develop into a strange beast without exception, but the natural abilities produced are as gentle and harmless as their personalities, which are incompatible with the ferocious wild animals in Vengalo: not aggressive, not defensive Not even used for escape, bighorn sheep have only one talent, and that is to make them look gentle and amiable, so that no creature can feel the desire to attack.

Relying on this wonderful talent, this soft and useless animal has survived in the Bungalow defense line to this day. The local people have made up various legends for them, such as the bighorn sheep are the sheep that God herded in the Bible, or they are the gods. The descendants of the incarnation on the ground—An Xu doesn't understand the brain circuits of these people very well. How did they make up the Shenyang sheep with a devout look on their faces? Is it really not black?

When Chris and Lydia were free (the first knight and the first surgeon are often very busy now), Anxu teamed up to play books outside, and met a group of bighorn sheep. Before she could do anything to the sheep, Chris and Lydia tried to persuade her to stop, with such eagerness that Ansu became jealous. Chris suffered from philanthropy, and seeing Lydia, who had habitual facial paralysis, began to caress the bighorn sheep dreamily, An Xusheng had goosebumps on his arms, and felt a strong regret after he finished, regretting that he could not take the sheep. A camera captured the scene.

In the end, An Xu vowed not to harm the sheep, and the two little friends agreed to help her drive the sheep out together. And at the bottom of the mountain, it is difficult to convince a large group of animal protection organizations who suddenly burst into tears and said, "Why do you eat sheep and sheep when sheep are so cute?" However, she hadn't planned to eat sheep... oh bah, bighorn sheep.

Bighorn sheep have two major physical features, one is the two spiral horns, and the other is their hair. In autumn, bighorn sheep will grow a whole body of fluffy and thick soft hair. A ten-year-old child stretching his arms into the wool may not be able to touch the body of the sheep.

The bighorn sheep of Wenjialuo are docile, with a strong physique, soft and shiny hair, long and shiny wool, and an amazing amount of hair. Anxu deeply feels that it is better than being fed and waiting for parasites to grow and then seasonally Brushing hair removal, these fluffy ones have a better home, obviously they are turned into sweaters.

Wengala sheep farm and wool products textile factory came into being.

So far, Wenjialuo's animal husbandry has reached a certain scale, consuming a lot of fodder every day and producing a lot of manure. The livestock and the newly increased population will produce a considerable amount of excrement in a day, and the underdeveloped farming industry in the Northland is not enough to completely consume it. When the leadership team under An Xu was discussing whether to throw these things into the river to let them return to nature, An Xu finally thought of another energy source.

biogas.

An Xu doesn't know much about biogas, he only knows that the biogas digester should be sealed, the temperature should be kept at 20 to 30 degrees, there should be enough water, and the raw materials should be neutral to alkaline. But anyway, she doesn't need to know everything. She has an increasingly rich team of scientists, unscientific supernatural beings, sufficient assistants, and, uh, very, very sufficient raw materials.

Physicist Gavin and his research team are still working **** the light bulb, and they can't come up with results for a while. The doctors headed by Lydia are good at treating the human body, but they can't get along with biogas research. Although the remaining people do not reject this, the research progress is slow, and they cannot make the biogas digester produce enough flammable gas like a swamp. Anxu was missing Alva, and the second batch of alchemists from Tibes arrived like timely rain.

This group of alchemists did not call themselves doctors or medical students like most of Alva's apprentices. They called themselves alchemists because their field of research was not how to cure diseases and save lives.

"Why do people live, grow old, get sick and die, why does wheat turn into wine and vinegar, can countless plants be classified, why do strange beasts appear, how much the bodies of living things have in common, how do medicines work in living bodies... Human life is limited Yes, but the mysteries of the world are endless. These are the questions raised by the teacher, and we are the pathfinders of these questions." The leading alchemist named Peko said, "Sorry, my lord, our research may be useless , it may take hundreds of years to get a meaningless answer, just out of mere curiosity."

biology.

An Xu quietly picked up the fallen jaw, she thought, if Alva still had supernatural powers such as clone technique, they would be able to run into the modern scientific world.

"I don't think it's meaningless." She said seriously, and changed the subject, "There is something that needs you here!"

In the final analysis, biogas is the result of feces and other raw materials plus microbial fermentation. An Xu feels that the appearance of these biologists is simply a pillow for sleepiness, professional counterparts.

Compared to when it was poor and empty at the beginning, Earl Anna's alchemist team is getting bigger and smaller, but it is becoming more and more short-handed.

There are not many people who have graduated from the literacy class in the Wenjialuo defense line, and the Tibes defense line, which has promoted compulsory education for several years, is ready to harvest a crop of talents. Everyone who has a good basic education and is willing to learn from an alchemist is waiting for a mentor who is eager to see through. Not long ago, people who have just graduated from the teacher have matured rapidly through various experiences, and began to roll up their sleeves and compete with teachers and classmates for students .

The doctors and alchemists who stayed in Tibes first intercepted a batch, and the second batch of alchemists came with the new blood of the apprentices who supported Wen Jialuo. An Xu watched the scene where the new blood was divided up, as if he saw the welcome party of the university club.

Roughly switch the language, it feels like this:

"This classmate, do you want to join the medical team? Medical students are good, you can save lives and heal the wounded! The chief medical officer, Mr. Alva, values ​​medicine the most! Do you want to become a doctor who is loved as much as Mr. Alva? Still waiting What, come sign a contract with me and become an angel in white!"

"Students, please think carefully! Are you dizzy? Do you have the heart to dissect small animals? Do you want to deal with dead bodies every day? If you hesitate, listen to someone who has experienced it, don't become a medical student who is exhausted every day! Friends, do you know physics? Physics is the science of the law of all things, named by Earl Anna herself! Come here, you can deal with the mysterious thunder and lightning, you know, (lower your voice) thunder is the favorite field of the Queen of Thunder."

"Human life is limited, but the mysteries of life are infinite. Why do people live, grow old, get sick, and die, why does wheat turn into wine and vinegar, can countless plants be classified, why do strange beasts appear, how much does the body of a living thing operate? commonality, how the drug works in the living body..."

…Wait, Peko, are your lines fixed! Have you really memorized what Alva said? Hey, the heart of an idiot fan is really not to be underestimated.

In short, after the research of an alchemist who Anxu didn't know very well, those who didn't have enough fuel used biogas and electric heat in the winter of this year. An Xu was wearing a sweater made of bighorn sheep wool, holding potato stew soup boiled by methane gas, sitting in the warm electric kotatsu, and found that he had forcibly entered the electric age in the background setting of medieval fantasy ABO.

She is such a genius.

An Xu wears a sweater produced in his own territory, eats hot soup with raw materials grown and raised in his own territory, heats himself with his own electricity, and hugs his own omega, suddenly feels a sense of farming-related happiness like his wife’s farm-produced hot kang. . Sitting next to her, Chris was reading this year's new book, and didn't pay much attention to the hands she was touching him. Mr. Knight's physique is quite good, the muscles on his body are not the decorative and stiff pieces of meat trained in the gym, but the kind that are flexible and full of wildness. An Xudong touched here and there, like an old farmer touching his own grain, lazily greedy.

Chris was a little tickled by her harassment, and he freed his hand to pinch her hand and tucked it into the quilt, while still staring at the book. An Xu failed to harass him, but somehow he was in a good mood. It feels a little, well, a bit like a feral cat still looking at the scenery when you approach, and you're ignored, but you don't feel bad because you know it trusts you.

"Hey, baby, are you tired of him?" She squeezed her throat deliberately, watching Chris shudder, "You don't care about him, baby is unhappy..." An Xu stopped at this point, she I accidentally made myself sick.

Chris laughed, obviously seeing the predicament she'd thrown herself in the foot. He tucked An Xu under the quilt, put down the book, blew out the lamp, and got under the quilt himself.

"Go to sleep," he said, "good night."