Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

After Karien finished enjoying himself and got out of the car, that car instantly became the most sought-after item in the entire square.

This "finally" lasted for half an hour, during which he ran around the square no less than fifty times, performed more than twenty sharp turns and tail swings, flew over obstacles three times, and had a thrilling moment when he almost crashed into the tent.

Even the most popular name wouldn't do it justice.

It's like a hot potato.

speed.

Who doesn't like it?
Especially for elves with richer senses, the thrill of the wind whistling past their ears, the feeling of being pressed firmly into their seats by acceleration, and the sharp, long whistle of the wheels rubbing against the ground.

Every second was bombarding their sensitive nerves, every moment was releasing some kind of primal, instinctive excitement.

But Darkus didn't go. He stood on the periphery of the crowd, watching the roaring creation race around and around, a smile on his lips, but he didn't move an inch.

"Why don't you give it a try?" Serene appeared beside him at some point.

“I don’t have a driver’s license,” Darkus said seriously.

Serene paused for a moment, then rolled her eyes.

Of course, that's just a joke. The real reason is that there are more important things to do.

When Dakos lifted the tent flap and went inside, the scene inside made him pause slightly.

With a whoosh, the lord's massive body hovered in the center of the tent. In front of him floated a huge light screen with complex geometric patterns flowing across it. These patterns would recombine every few seconds, like some kind of living equation.

Below the light screen, there was a box.

No, it's not a box.

Dakos took two steps closer and examined it carefully.

It was a cube roughly the size of two fists, entirely black, with no seams, patterns, or decorations on its surface, like a perfect, pure black solidified into a physical entity. But it was not inanimate; Darkus could sense a faint, rhythmic pulse emanating from the depths of that blackness, like the breathing of some sleeping creature.

"Battery!"

Before Darkus could even ask, the lord spoke up.

"High-density battery?" Darkus asked after a moment of silence, then he approached the black cube, squatted down, and examined it closely.

During this process, Master Hua nodded slowly.

Darkus stared at the cube, his mind racing. After a long while, he slowly stood up, whistling as he did so.

He knew that the battery's existence was based on the magic that Raine had discovered on the Dragon Islands, and that Master Hua had reconstructed the logic of energy storage.

It seems like another opportunity has arisen for us to overtake!

Hybrid vehicle?
tram?

He recalled the roaring gasoline car from earlier, Miel's proud high-performance engine, Karien's crazy driving skills, and the excited expressions on the faces of the elves queuing up for test drives.

That car represents a victory for thermal efficiency and a leapfrog breakthrough brought about by new materials.

Unfortunately, that car was far from being the pinnacle of mechanical aesthetics.

The well-informed Dakos knew that, if measured against a certain coordinate system in his memory, that engine would probably be considered to be at the upper-middle level of a civilian vehicle.

We are still a long way from the peak. Lighter materials, more precise processing, more optimized structures, more efficient combustion—there is still a very long way to go.

In addition, there are different types of engines, such as those for heavy trucks, those for tanks, and even those for internal combustion locomotives.

Dakos snapped out of his thoughts and his gaze returned to the black cube in front of him.

Is it safe?

After a long time, he asked.

The lord did not nod immediately; his massive body remained motionless, as if time had lost its meaning around him.

One second, two seconds, five seconds, ten seconds...

Just when Darkus thought he wouldn't answer, the ancient head pressed down in an extremely slow arc.

nod.

Meanwhile, Dakos was nodding.

“Electrified fiber bundles?” he then posed a concept.

The lord closed his eyes with a whoosh.

The movement of those eyelids drooping was as slow as a mountain descending, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority. It wasn't a refusal to answer, but rather a need for calculation. A need for deduction, a need for verification, a need to rummage through countless possible futures in the boundless library deep within the consciousness.

Dakos did not urge him; he continued to examine the black cube, his gaze slowly wandering over its flawless surface.

A long time passed.

"Plastic?" The lord opened his eyes with a whoosh and asked in a voice that resonated deep within his consciousness.

There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone, a uncertainty that Darkus wasn't sure if it was just his imagination. It was as if even this ancient Slan, faced with a concept that had never existed in the grand plan, needed to carefully question and verify it.

Dakous neither denied nor affirmed.

He just...

"come on!"

He gave a thumbs up and a bright smile spread across his face.

Without understanding the specific technical details, how could he deny or affirm it? He only knew the general idea, that an electro-fiber bundle is a linear material assembly that can directly convert electrical energy into mechanical motion.

Simply put, it is a type of artificial muscle.

If this technology could be developed, perhaps it could be woven into clothing? Could the clothing automatically adjust its breathability based on temperature or instructions, or even actively contract to provide support for muscles?

Could this be used to create bionic prostheses? Quieter and more natural than motor-driven prostheses, making the wearer almost unaware that it's a "tool"?
Of course, most importantly, it might be possible to achieve force feedback?

The fiber bundle is not only a driving device but also a sensor. When an external force attempts to stretch it, it generates a back electromotive force. By detecting this signal, the system can determine the magnitude of the force. Pushing against a wall, the fiber bundle tightens, and the resulting resistance is precisely what the wearer feels, indicating that the wall is there.

do not know.

Dakos really didn't know.

All he could do was let Lord Hua-Hua continue his research to see if this path was feasible.

Then, encourage him.

If this path proves viable, batteries can be directly used in armor, eliminating the need for complex transmission structures and cumbersome joint motors. The fiber bundles themselves are muscles, they are sensors.

It can simultaneously enhance strength and provide force feedback, achieving two goals at once.

By conserving the amount of crystals used, more crystals can be incorporated into weapons, reducing the burden on soldiers.

This conserves the energy stored in the crystals that adapt to the armor, and that saved energy can be used to activate a magical shield, to activate more complex magical effects, and so on...

Resisting artillery fire?

Hybrid powered armor?

Dakotas chuckled at the word that popped into his head.

On one side are the physical layer of batteries and fiber bundles, and on the other side are the magical layer of crystals and runes; one side provides basic power and feedback, and on the other side provides protection and bursts of power in critical moments.

The two systems coexist, backing up and complementing each other.

It seems like it might not be a bad idea?

As for electric vehicles, hybrid vehicles, and the like.

To conduct research, one must have the corresponding technological reserves.

As for whether to use it or how to use it, that's a matter for later.

However, Dakos is well aware that gasoline-powered cars will remain the mainstream for the foreseeable future.

This was not determined by technology, but by the elves' politics, their own circumstances, and the territory they controlled.

Planting ethanol-2 wheat is a long-term national policy.

Elves need to farm, cultivating, harvesting, and multiplying on lands like Ulthuan and Ecyriel. Given a surplus of food, planting Alcohol-2 wheat, which can be converted into fuel, is the best option.

This will stimulate the agricultural industry, requiring more land, more farmers, and more tools.

This will boost the transportation industry, requiring more fleets, more warehouses, and more trade routes.

This will drive the chemical industry, requiring more factories, more workers, and more distillation and conversion facilities.

This entire industry chain will create countless jobs, ensuring that the elves have food to eat and work to do.

Instead of resting on their existing wealth and indulging in lustful desires, the lessons learned from the later years of Bernard Shane's rule are still fresh in our minds.

Dakos shook his head, deciding not to think about it anymore.

He looked down at the black cube, then looked up at Lord Hua-Hua, who had closed his eyes again and was clearly deep in his consciousness contemplating the possibilities of electric fiber bundles.

Gasoline-powered cars are the current standard.

Batteries and fiber bundles are the future.

What he wants to do is to create a path between the present and the future.

"Keep it up," he said again, this time in a voice so soft it was as if he were talking to himself.

Then he turned and walked toward the tent exit.

The moment the curtain was lifted, the roar of the gasoline-powered car in the square filled the air once more. Aysarion had somehow gotten into the car and was now carrying Chupakoko, Inzo, and the others, racing laps around the track. Chupakoko's cheers could be heard from a great distance.

Dakos stood at the tent entrance, watching the roaring creation, a slight smile playing on his lips.

That's where it is now.

Behind us lies the future.

He stood in the middle.
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Fourth day.

It's new material again, still based on the spell that Renn discovered on the Dragon Islands.

Over the past few days, Darkus has increasingly felt that the spell is practically a bug. In terms of material development, it's almost formulaic and universal, able to be applied to anything. Metals, ceramics, batteries, and now resin—it's as if, given a target attribute, the spell can deduce the corresponding material structure, and then… in conjunction with the corresponding machine tools and production equipment.

And there you have it!
Without a doubt, these few days are of great importance to both the elves and the lizardmen.

These days are so important they deserve to be recorded in history and included in timelines. They will be frequently mentioned in future textbooks and teaching materials. Students will memorize these dates, learn the characteristics of these materials, and answer on exams: "Material X was jointly developed by X and Y on X date."

Yes, it truly was an era of miracles.

Because materials science is the foundation.
All technological breakthroughs, in the final analysis, are based on "what is available". Without new materials, engines cannot improve thermal efficiency; without new materials, armor cannot provide three layers of protection; without new materials, batteries cannot store such high density.

The things related to materials these past few days have essentially been chain reactions caused by that spell, and today's new fruit is resin.

Produced by Lord Ados-Tehga and Belorda.

When Dakos took the sample, his first reaction was probably, "Is it fake?"

It's too light.

It was so light that he could barely feel it in his hand; so light that he wondered if Bellorda had handed it to the wrong person; so light that he even subconsciously weighed it in his hand to make sure there was something there.

But its physical state is strange.

It wasn't a dense solid resin board; he'd seen those before.

Rather, it's like... hardened foam?

"gas?"

“Gas,” Bellorda nodded, “encapsulated within countless tiny, isolated resin bubbles. Like rigid white foam packaging, but each bubble has thicker, stronger walls.” Dakos held the sample up to his eyes, examining it closely against the light, but he saw nothing. Densely packed, yet each bubble was completely sealed, an unconnected, hollow structure imperceptible to the naked eye.

This structure is somewhat like a skeleton, with a dense, rigid outer layer and a porous support structure inside, which optimizes the strength-to-weight ratio to the greatest extent.

What gas?

"It's a long story." Bellorda's expression stiffened slightly for a moment.

Initially, she pursued the ultimate in lightweight design and cost control. With her skill level, she could have made the bubbles small enough, uniform enough, and strong enough.

hydrogen.

It is the gas with the lowest density, and it is relatively cheap and easy to obtain.

perfect!

Then, an explosion occurred during the test.

So she changed her choice.

Helium.

Inert gas, non-flammable, safe, and stable.

The only downside is that it's expensive, very expensive.

She chose helium.

Then, she took the test.

Cut the resin sample with a chain cutter.

The chain blade cut in.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds.

It took a full five seconds for the chain blade to completely cut through the resin. And during the cutting process, there was no explosion, no combustion, no unexpected reaction. The resin simply endured the cutting silently until it was completely separated.

After hearing the number, Dakotas remained silent for a moment.

Five seconds.

Why would we need a two-wheeled vehicle?
In actual combat, who would stand there and let someone cut them with a chain blade for five seconds?
Unless he's completely wiped out.

Five seconds is enough time for an elite warrior to run fifty meters, enough to draw his weapon and fight back, enough to shout for help three times with time to spare. And this is just the bare resin; if needed, it can be upgraded with a kit, coated with a layer of ceramic steel. When the chain blade cuts through, it will first pass through the ceramic steel, then through the resin, and by the time it cuts through, it'll be too late.

Not to mention the properties of the resin itself, its extremely high specific strength and strength per unit weight far exceed those of most materials.

It provides insulation, making it difficult for heat to penetrate the individual bubble structures.

Soundproofing also makes it difficult for sound to penetrate.

As Darkus looked at the incredibly light sample in his hand, his mind began to race.

The stride this took was so vast that it led directly into the universe.

His first thought was of the Loyk followers, followed by the Matheran followers who operated in the deep sea under immense water pressure. How much would their mobility be enhanced if they were equipped with this resin gear?
Then there's the Radiant Shadow Hunter.

How far can those experts who track prey in the dark go if they wear light armor made of this resin, which is soundproof and heat-insulating, making them almost undetectable?
Then came the action team.

Those assault forces that need to move rapidly and appear suddenly in complex environments. If they were equipped with this kind of almost weightless protective gear…

Then there are reconnaissance units in the military, those scouts who need to operate right under the enemy's nose. If their equipment could simultaneously provide protection, lightness, and concealment…

Dakos took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

The only drawback is that helium is too expensive.

It seems Ossiyotan is going to be busy from now on.

Now that we have the spear, we also need the shield.

As for why he said that this step had taken him into the universe, Darkus looked at the resin sample in his hand and a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

This material is certainly useful on the ground. But its true potential may lie elsewhere.

It's a vacuum environment!

Without a pressure difference, the bubble structure is more stable. Without oxygen, there is no risk of combustion. Extreme temperature changes are precisely offset by its insulating properties. The extremely high specific strength means that larger structures can be achieved with less material.

Moreover, there is far more helium in the universe than on this planet.

The atmospheres of those gas giants contain helium by percentage; if we could extract helium from them…

Of course, that's a long, long way off, and by then the cost of this resin will no longer be an issue.

Dakos returned the sample to Belloda.

In the sunlight, the incredibly light resin panel reflected a soft halo. Belloda took it, nodded slightly, and turned to walk towards her tent. Dakos stood there, watching her figure disappear between the tents, then looked up at the sky.

The sun was just beginning to dip westward, and in the afternoon in Lorthorn, a gentle sea breeze carried a slightly salty scent.

The fourth day was not the end.

It's still early.

When he returned that evening, it was already completely dark, and he was invited to Master Hua's tent.

Electro-optic fiber bundles?
It's only been a day, and he's already produced a sample? This can't be faster than this. We were just discussing the concept yesterday, and we're already producing a sample today?

Isn't that a bit too outrageous?
Theoretically... it's not impossible. Slan's way of thinking is different from that of elves. He doesn't need trial and error or iteration. He only needs to deduce, calculate, and verify deep in his consciousness, and then directly output the results. He is essentially a supercomputer in flesh form.

One day might really be enough.

His pace quickened unconsciously.

look forward to.

He was looking forward to it.

The moment he stepped into the tent, he was already imagining what a sample of the motorized fiber bundle would look like: a bundle of fine threads? A sample of a piece of fabric? Or a finished product that could directly demonstrate the shrinkage effect?

Then he saw it: a shield.

No, it's a board.

It was square and straight, without any curves or decorations; it was just a plain, grayish-white flat board about half a person's height.

Dakos stood there, stunned. What happened to the electric fiber bundle?

He looked at the board, then at Lord Hua-hua, then at the board again.

The next second, a stream of information poured directly into his consciousness.

Telepathy.

A passionate telepathic connection.

Countless images, formulas, data, and structural diagrams exploded in Darkus's consciousness, flashing wildly at a rate of hundreds per second. His pupils contracted sharply, his body swayed slightly, and he barely managed to steady himself.

After the wave of information finally subsided, he stood there, silent for a full ten seconds.

Then he raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

Speechless.

He was speechless.

Master Hua didn't work on electric fiber bundles, or rather, he had to develop plastic first before he could.

And so, plastic came into being.

No, it's a variant of plastic.

Plastic steel!

An advanced synthetic material that combines some of the properties of plastics, such as plasticity, corrosion resistance, and ease of molding, with the tensile strength of alloys.

From a materials science perspective, this is a huge breakthrough.

By combining two completely different properties, a completely new substance is created.

Very good material.

It really is excellent.

The only downside is that it's too heavy.

How heavy is it?
Dakos walked over to the shield and tried to lift it.

Not moving.

He used both hands to steady himself in a horse stance, gritted his teeth and exerted his strength. The shield finally left the ground, but at the cost of his face turning bright red and his arm muscles taut as if they were about to explode.

He lowered his shield, took a breath, and looked at Lord Hua-Hua.

How heavy is this thing?

Another number came through telepathy.

Dakos remained silent.

Even with lightweight and reduced thickness, armor made to this weight is simply unusable without support systems. Wearing it would make you a living iron turtle, panting after just a few steps, and on the battlefield, you'd be left to exhaust yourself to death by the enemy.

To elves, this thing is basically junk.

but……

Darkus's gaze fell on the shield, and his expression slowly changed.

That's true for elves.

But this world isn't just about elves.

Lizardmen, monitor lizards.

For lizardmen and monitor lizards, who are naturally strong and have thick skin, what is this weight?
Equip them with plastic steel armor...

The scene was too beautiful for Dakotas to even contemplate.

A group of fully armed, invulnerable, and incredibly strong lizardman warriors charged into the enemy ranks... It was no longer a battle, it was a demolition.

And that's not all.

Dragon armor plates!

Thinking further ahead...

Tanks and aircraft.

It's practically tailor-made for them!

He looked at the shield again.

Iron turtle?
Yes, for elves.

But for this world, even an iron turtle has its uses.

The curtain fell.

In the darkness, Dakota's steps were lighter than when he had come.

The fourth day has ended. (End of Chapter)