The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

He used to use mud trowel gloves to gather sand into towers or turn towers into sand. They were all formed in one go and never further processed.

He jumped off the stone tower, solidified a pile of sand on the ground, and then solidified it again, three times...

On the fifth time, there was a pile of powdery impurities next to it, and a highly transparent glass-like thing appeared on the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin picked it up. It looked like fused quartz.

He used a mud trowel glove to make a very thick piece of fused quartz glass, and carried it back to the stone house.

He made a hole in the stone wall, cut the glass with an elf carving knife, and directly embedded the fused quartz glass on the wall with sand.

Then outside, he waved to Nikola Tesla who was sitting on the ground inside.

This is a good thing that most people cannot afford. It is usually installed on the windows of manned spacecraft or used in space stations.

At least for now, no country can make glass with higher permeability than this.

After Zhao Chuanxin entered the house, he opened the newly installed window of the marble house and said to Nikola Tesla: "This thing is insulating and can be used in the semiconductor field. If you need it, just tell me. If your home has the conditions, you can do it as you like!" "

Nikola Tesla's mind was not on this at the moment. He was rummaging among the experimental equipment and muttered: "I want to build a suitable generator first. Do you have a way to make a wind wheel and bearings?"

Later generations of wind wheels all used composite materials or carbon fiber, but Zhao Chuanxin also had a way.

He picked up a few pieces of wood on the ground and carved out several wind wheels and slots with a few cuts.

He doesn’t make bearings once or twice anymore. He can even make mini bearings.

Nikola Tesla was relieved to see that Zhao Chuanxian was a universal tool man.

Zhao Chuanxin is lazy, but everyone has been deceived. Now he will do whatever Nikola Tesla says. He must be kind... He is very, very rare. He never makes excuses or quarrels with others when talking. …

At this time, Captain Zhao really looks like a good man...

Seeing that Nikola Tesla had no other requests for the time being, he went to insert the folding leaf into the door frame, lifted the only door panel, installed the door first, and used rocks to patch up all the gaps.

After closing the door to completely block the cold wind outside, he ran to the corner to build the fireplace and chimney without any time to spare.

The stone walls are thick enough and the sound is extremely quiet.

The fused quartz glass is very thick, and the flying sand outside makes a slight rustling sound.

This thing has many advantages, but it is too brittle. Fortunately, there are no stones in the desert, otherwise it would be easily broken.

People can always tap into their own potential in adversity. Before that, Zhao Chuanxin would never delve into more possibilities of his various equipment.

While Zhao Chuanxin was thinking about it, Nicholas Sterling found a device from his experimental equipment. Underneath this device is a wooden box with two horizontal and vertical coils on it. The top end is connected to two uprights, and the uprights sandwich two small metal pieces that look like "chu".

He suddenly pointed at the device and said to Zhao Chuanxin in English: "Zhao, do you know that when I was at Wardenclyffe Tower, I had already figured out the clues of cosmic rays. I am the first in the world. The man who discovered cosmic rays. You can hardly imagine that I naturally had a wonderful feeling about them. And when I was in New York, I found that cosmic rays were reasonable at every step of the research. They are small particles, and every Particles carry a small electrical charge, which I call neutrons. They move faster than the speed of light. I want to develop a device that can collect and use their energy. I call this device a capacitor. A capacitor passes through an electric motor. circuit to discharge. In fact, I completed most of the capacitor, but I lacked one material. Just because I told this matter, J.P. Morgan sent someone to burn my experimental data. But he didn’t know that all the processes Keep it in my mind..." (Most of the above are true words said by Tesla and are not fabricated.)

Zhao Chuanxin was sure that he heard correctly. Nikola Tesla was talking about cosmic rays, which translates to cosmic rays.

And neutrons…

Is there a similar concept now? But listen, it seems paradoxical to the cosmic rays and neutrons of later generations. Zhao Chuanxin didn't quite understand.

He really didn't want to argue, but many of what Nikola Tesla said were very idealistic, making it unclear whether they were his hallucinations or true.

In addition, he has a big mouth and talks about everything. He has suffered from this many times in his life, making people fear him more than admire him.

It can be seen that choosing to build a laboratory in the desert is by no means unnecessary.

At least this guy won't make his invention known to the world.

Zhao Chuanxin tried his best to hold back and did not reply. Instead, he followed him and said, "Now that we have an idea, let's try more and see if there are more possibilities. We still have to have ideals. What if we succeed?"

Nikola Tesla grabbed his messy hair and said: "But I lack materials, and I need electricity even more."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up, put away his trowel gloves, clapped his hands and said, "Don't think so much, lay down your bed and have a rest first. I'll get some firewood and come back to light a fire for you to keep warm, and cook some noodles by the way."

Seeing that he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, Zhao Chuanxin quietly walked out the door.

He stepped on the Misty Traveler and ran towards the southwest.

There were low sand dunes nearby. He put on his diving goggles and ran at full speed.

That is to say, I slowed down slightly when crossing the weak water, and arrived at Wangzizhuang in eight minutes.

When it gets dark, the herdsmen have all gone home, and no one is seen outside.

Zhao Chuanxin found a house with the largest amount of firewood piled outside. As soon as he entered the courtyard, the shepherd dog inside started barking.

The door creaked open and a little head poked out.

Zhao Chuanxin looked through the weak skylight and found that she was a girl with braids. Her hair was a little messy, her forehead was full, her eyes were round and almond-shaped, her eye sockets were deep, there was a hump on the back of her nose, and her lips were plump... Zhao Chuanxin arrived in the northwest region. I can't figure out the ancestry, but this is obviously not Han Chinese.

When she saw Zhao Chuanxin, the girl was not afraid, but opened the door, holding a scimitar in her hand and staring at him menacingly.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at himself and then at the pile of firewood: "How much does it cost for me?"

Who knew that the girl could speak Chinese: "Buy firewood? How much do you give me?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't know the market price, so he took out two dimes and bumped them in his palm.

The girl walked closer with the knife and took a look. Her eyes lit up. She took two small foreign coins from Zhao Chuanxin's hand and bit them with her teeth.

"You take five piles, and you are not allowed to take more."

At this time, someone yelled in the room, and the girl chirped back again, then turned around and scolded the ferocious sheepdog, and the sheepdog returned to its den obediently.

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "I have to tell you something, otherwise I will have uneasy conscience."

The girl accepted the money and became less hostile to Zhao Chuanxin: "What's the matter?"

"You have a little Camel Xiangzi on your face. I really wouldn't be able to notice it unless I got closer..."

"..."

Starting from chapter 650 can be read as a new volume.

The first part will be as warm as water.

The year of 2008 was as peaceful as the reflection of a dying old man, and the fatal blow of a certain red-top man soon after was the trigger for the collapse. If you are willing to read it, I will keep writing, bypassing many traps until the end of the next era.

In fact, if I couldn't write that, I would get angry myself...

Oh yeah.