Durin's Diary

Chapter 418 Duinstein Oppenhelin
Internal meeting of the School of Engineering.

The dean frowned as he looked at the pile of reports in front of him.

Ever since the last fight with those bastards from the Circle, the School of Engineering decided to find out exactly how much contribution Du Lin had made to this land.

Do these guys think Du Lin just made a few guns?
Bah! If it weren't for the academy's requirements and the inability to manufacture them, would there only be these few guns!

But then again, are there really so many drawings?

He looked at his old friend from the Firearms Division and asked, "Haven't you gathered all the blueprints for your division yet?"

"Yes, Du Lin has eleven sets of drawings in our branch, but we are still missing sets number seven and nine. We are now searching the safe." The white-haired old friend looked embarrassed.

The dean turned his head and looked to the other side. The dean of the Mechanical Engineering Department was wiping the sweat from her forehead. She noticed the dean's gaze and said, "We have a total of seven drawings, and we are missing numbers three, five, and six."

"What about these in front of me?" the dean asked as he flipped through the twenty or so drawings in front of him.

"Please take a look. Our academy doesn't have any branches related to these drawings. They were collected by several branches and given to you to look at."

The dean picked up the first drawing.

Well, it is a small mechanical body with three legs, one in front and two in the back, a 5-centimeter metal plate with a 60-degree tilt in the front, and a short-barreled mm gun.

When was this drawing made?

Confused, the dean glanced at the time on the first page and converted it... Was this drawn by Du Lin when he was eight years old?
Take a look at the ratings.

The score was only three out of ten, but the dean of the Mechanical Department gave a comment - full of imagination.

Indeed, the cost of this kind of joint is shockingly high, and its obstacle-clearing ability is not good, not as good as the six-legged platform that Du Lin is currently using.

However, being able to draw something like this at the age of eight is enough to prove Du Lin's talent in engineering - his peers at this age can't even draw what their mothers look like.

The second drawing.

A two-wheeled arcane motorcycle.

The dean was very familiar with this - this was the Arcane Powered Motorcycle that was selling like hotcakes these days, a favorite means of transportation for all messengers in the world, and the School of Engineering was making millions a year.

However, this is a prototype, and the ones currently on sale are already the fourth generation models.

Less consumption per 100 kilometers, a stronger frame, a better suspension system, and the best lambskin double leather seats.

Taking a girl out to play, he is both handsome and cool.

From Andorra to Everforged, from Rhodes to the North, everyone loves the Wind Chaser.

The dean happily put down this copy and picked up the subsequent copies.

They are all kinds of vehicles. The cooperation with Du Lin is very pleasant and everyone can make money. The four-wheeled vehicles launched by this kid are widely praised by the upper classes of various countries. They have luxurious interiors. This year's latest luxury models also have bulletproof armor. The whole vehicle is engraved with a deflection magic circle, and it can even directly deflect incoming shells if attacked by the first three shells.

When it came to the thirteenth page, before opening it, the dean glanced at the time. It was when Du Lin was eleven years old.

The previous ones were all guns. These should have been taken before the kid went to Copenhagen. It's a pity that he was on the front line at the time, so no one has probably seen these yet.

Turn to the first page.

Hexapod fire support platform.

It's quite interesting. The dean used to think that Du Lin was hiding something, but now he sees that he was the villain who had tricked Du Lin.

Well, the concept is much more mature than the original three-legged machine. It controls the cost and anything can be placed on this platform.

The Engineering College had organized people to go and see that cannon a long time ago. Except for the fact that the integrated casting was a bit troublesome (it was said that Du Lin integrated it himself, there was nothing we could do about it), everything else was fine. The military factory under the Military Commission for Artillery could make it themselves.

A high-arc attack can easily bypass city walls and buildings, striking large targets behind them. It can also swing the barrel downwards for a curved shot. While the range is much shorter, it still offers near-direct fire capabilities. "Give this to the Military Commission, and let them worry about it." With that, the dean began to look at the next one.

Discussion on the Dual-Use of Tracked Platforms for Military and Civilian Use (The following three documents represent different application areas)

The dean flipped through the documents briefly and finally confirmed that they would be handed over to the Agricultural Branch. "You should discuss these three documents with the guys from the Military Commission."

Du Lin provided several mechanical platforms, all of which were tracked. There were agricultural tillers and something called a tank with a turret and a long-barreled gun on it. The dean was not very knowledgeable about military affairs, so it was better to leave this thing to the most professional person.

So the seventeenth one.

This should have been handed in by Du Lin just before he left Copenhagen.

The dean opened the drawing.

Very simple name.

The principle of disassembly of a general-purpose machine gun and the drawings of the Type 11 Tuhring machine gun.

The dean took a look and then became less calm. He put the drawings aside and asked: "Has anyone seen the last few copies?"

Everyone shook their heads, but the dean was still worried. "When you return, immediately use Lie Detect on all the instructors and students who have access to these things. Ask them if they've seen all the blueprints Du Lin has submitted since he was ten years old, how many copies they've seen, and the numbers."

After giving the instructions, the dean looked at the eighteenth one.

How incendiary bombs work.

The dean patiently glanced at it for a moment, then put the document down with a guilty look on his face. "I'm going to report to the Military Commission in a while. Patch, if I can't come back soon, you'll take over as dean. If I can't come back for the next while, you'll elect another dean."

Old Patch, who was drinking tea nearby, raised his head. The red dragon warlock looked surprised and said, "No, is it really that scary?"

"It's very scary." After saying that, the dean wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief and opened the nineteenth copy.

How cluster bombs work.

After reading it, the dean threw the wet handkerchief aside and looked at the last document on the table with some hesitation.

But in the end, he mustered up the courage.

What is there to be afraid of? Du Lin is only sixteen years old. He was twelve years old a few years ago. What scary things could he create?

Thinking of this, the dean picked up the document which looked very thick.

He opened the first page.

I have never seen the gods of this world. I know they exist and that they can distinguish right from wrong, but I am not sure whether my invention can really make future generations understand my love for this land.

Ever since gunpowder was invented in this world, I have been wondering that if the formula of gunpowder can be continuously improved and purified, then will there be a substance that can be even more lethal and astonishing than gunpowder after purification?

Is it possible to destroy a city or even a small kingdom with just one bullet?

I hope all this is my own fabrication, but if it really exists, then I feel that I have grasped the truth of destruction.

If one day all this can really be realized, I hope my theory can lead us grassland elves to victory.

The dean turned to the second page.

He saw the title.

On the possibility of mysterious atomic collisions.

　Oh, I forgot this morning, I'll post both chapters together...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)