Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 615 Storm Generator

Richard kept manipulating several metal levers. The coyote was no longer clearly visible in the passage; only a golden shadow could be seen, and even its howls had become eerie.

This is the Doppler effect, which states that the wavelength or frequency changes due to the relative motion between the observer and the sound source. When a car honks its horn and drives past at high speed, the sound heard will undergo this change.

Hughes felt a little surreal; the world before him seemed to follow the laws of physics, yet it also seemed to defy them.

Amid the eerie and twisted howls of the coyotes, the air seemed to gradually become viscous. Hughes took a deep breath and felt extremely damp; it felt as if seawater was entering his lungs, not air.

In a daze, it felt as if I was gradually sinking into the deep sea, and the sound of the tide gradually rose in my ears, accompanied by a few murmurs.

Lightning flashed across the dark clouds in the sky from time to time, and lightning actually gathered in the sky. With a thought from Richard, a clone dragged a huge target into the test field.

It placed the target in the middle of the test field, then stepped back a few paces away.

"My lord, thunder is about to descend!"

boom!
As soon as Richard finished speaking, a thick bolt of lightning pierced through the sky, instantly illuminating the dark testing ground.

Hughes looked closely and saw that the huge target was completely unharmed, while a pile of smoking debris had appeared where Richard's clone had been.
“Uh, its accuracy is still not very good.” A fleeting hint of embarrassment crossed Richard’s face.

The remaining clones quickly pushed the lever back. As they operated, the sticky, humid air gradually calmed down, and the sound of the deep sea tides could no longer be heard.

The coyotes' eerie and distorted howls gradually returned to normal, though they were still very mournful.

Richard's clone opened the jar, and although the coyote looked half-dead, it was still struggling.

"You see, the catalyst we use can even be reused. A storm generator only needs to be equipped with a coyote to work for a long time. It is also one of the parts of the equipment, hmm, a wet part?"

"The entire device can reproduce stably and can be used for a long time. It is also very easy to maintain. I have modularized the ritual runes. If there is a problem, you can simply replace the corresponding rune plate."

"Coyotes are quite difficult to obtain. I've tried several other creatures, but none of them are as resilient as coyotes. They often die during rituals, Lord Ash. Could your coyote farm supply wet items for this area?"

Hughes stared blankly at the testing ground before him, unsure of what to say.

Richard's storm generator was indeed completed according to Hughes's research process, and both its level of automation and modular repair approach were very reasonable.

The research results they presented were simply outrageous.

It's like following a recipe exactly, but the dish turns out to be hellish.

The coyote was trembling and howling when Richard's clone took out a bag of dog food, pried open the coyote's mouth, and stuffed it into its stomach. He then fetched water and poured it in before putting it back in its cage.

"My lord, what do you think?"

"Hmm, this one is very strong and powerful, it's just..."

"It's a bit weird, isn't it? Oh, you're worried about its practicality? Don't worry, this storm generator is just for experimentation. There's still a lot of room for improvement. For example, I plan to increase the number of wet items that can be sacrificed at the same time and make the ritual runes smaller. This way, it can be directly fixed to the permanent fortifications."

"Moreover, it can not only be used as a defensive weapon. I am considering linking it with airships and using it in the sky, dropping bombs while striking with lightning."

"If that's the case, the precision needs to be improved further, and we can no longer complete the sacrifice process directly using the tentacles of the sea god. Perhaps we can try cutting off some tentacles?"

"The airship has a fairly good load-bearing capacity, so flying with a section of the tentacle shouldn't be a problem. However, the tentacle still retains some activity. It's relatively quiet when it's attached to the star reactor, but carrying the airship might interfere with its flight."

Richard became more and more excited as he spoke, stroking his mustache and squinting his eyes.

"Alright, alright, we'll discuss this later." Hughes couldn't take it anymore. He felt that Castell's style had become increasingly strange ever since Richard started developing weapons.

From the Dragon Breath Cannon to the current Storm Generator, Richard is indeed doing serious scientific research and has incorporated the extraordinary as Hughes requested, but Hughes always feels that he is not quite satisfied.
"The storm generator is a very important invention. This idea is groundbreaking. Mr. Richard, you have not let me down. I look forward to it."

"However, Castells does not need too many weapons for the time being; future research will focus on the specific applications of electrical equipment."

Hughes suddenly remembered that Richard seemed to have a few other projects on his plate.

"By the way, how are the modifications to Chloe's body and the rendezvous with Nora going?"

Richard's face stiffened.

"Well, both of these studies have basically encountered bottlenecks."

Is there any trouble?

“Yes.” Richard sighed. “The research directions on both sides are different, but they both point to the same result: the Mechanics Society.”

"Mechanical Society? Oh, the Mechanical Sanctuary, right? Its predecessor was the Mechanical Society. I remember it had a good relationship with you, the Fire Moths."

"That was a long time ago, and there's no contact between them now. Moreover, it's said that they've sided with the Candlelight Church, and the Mechanicus might have been involved in the Queen's assassination attempt."

Richard waved his hand, his voice somewhat grave: "The Mechanical Sanctuary was initially obsessed with mechanical research, but later, for some reason, it turned to physical modification. They have a deep understanding of the body. Although I don't have their specific technology, I know some of the names."

"For example, they are very good at replacing the original body with mechanical limbs and controlling them freely. If we have this technology, it will not be a problem to let Nora control her body or even build her a new steel body."

"Moreover, they are said to have a kind of 'backup' technology that can transfer consciousness into a new body. Although there will be some loss, if we obtain it, we will have hope of helping Chloe repair her body."

"Of course, we can start researching it from scratch ourselves, but at the current pace, Chief Chloe will probably have to work many more days of overtime."

Hughes frowned. The Mechanical Sanctuary—he had previously possessed a batch of steam rifles, which also used technology he couldn't understand at all. He had a general feeling about this organization's technology tree.
Out of step with this era.

(End of this chapter)