Chapter 189 Mozi Woodfish

For the first time, Lin Junhuai began to think about why fish can fly in the sky, why forests can grow legs and run, and why tigers can meow. Maybe all of this is the same as why he exists in this world - it makes no sense.

So devastating.

It's a pity that a layman like Huangdi not only surpassed himself in mechanical skills, but also performed brilliantly.

Listening to the elder's praise, Yunyu rubbed her cheek with her index finger embarrassedly. She turned around and was about to talk to Lin Junhuai, when she found the young boy squatting at the corner of the table with his head lowered, not saying a word.

There seemed to be a dark cloud overhead and a light drizzle was falling.

Yanyu was startled and hurriedly said, "Elder, you are overthinking it. I don't know anything about mechanical techniques."

Lin Junwei has a brain.

"Young Master, you are just less lucky than me today, not inferior in terms of mechanical skills."

Lin Junhuai nodded again.

"I am a dumb person, and I only know how to fight and kill. I was really lucky to win in the mechanical art this time..."

Lin Junhuai wanted to lower his head and bury it in the crack of the ground.

Hey, are you done yet? Can you please stop mentioning machinery in every sentence?

Yi An, who had seen everything, stood aside with his arms folded and said with a smile, "Didn't you say before the game that you wanted to show off your skills?"

Lin Junhuai clenched his fists silently.

"In the second round, it was actually up to the jade to turn the tide."

Lin Junhuai hugged himself tightly.

"It would be better to have Emperor Jing come up. At least she can stand there and intimidate the other side as a gate god."

Lin Junhuai began to wipe his tears.

Hey, I'm really sorry that I didn't contribute! And can you please stop going down the path of beating up your teammates?

Jun Lin, who was outside, was shocked.

What is this called? This is called an avalanche when every snowflake is bravely breaking through the horizon. Everyone here is responsible for Lin Junhuai's becoming like this.

The bully was too pitiful. She walked over with a clear conscience, raised her hand and touched the boy's head comfortingly, and said softly: "The third game will start soon. If you can't win, I will open your head and pour good wine into this head."

Everyone: "..."

This person is even more important. This is no longer a matter of dignity, it is a matter of life and death!

Lin Junhuai jumped up reflexively, his eyes lost their luster, and walked towards the stadium with his hands and feet together, which made the people watching chuckle.

Le Zhou looked away from the other side and said, "The atmosphere there is very good."

It doesn't fit in with the repression here.

The commander-in-chief frowned upon hearing this: "The score in the second game is currently 3-3. The third game is the deciding game again. We must win."

Le Zhou: "The commander-in-chief should calm down now, don't be anxious, and don't mess up your position."

The commander pointed to the corner and sneered: "How can I lie flat?"

Le Zhou turned his head to look, and saw Wu Shi sitting with Emperor Jing again, chatting about something, with his thin lips curved in a happy arc. Bingwen stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the two of them with narrowed eyes, like a woman waiting for her husband to leave, and did not move for a long time.

Le Zhou: “…”

This Emperor Jing is really a disaster. He can directly defeat two of our generals without even showing up on the battlefield.

"The third round of the mechanical arts competition needs to be moved to another venue. Please follow me."

After discussion, Elder Mo Ge led everyone to the display room.

Although the place was spacious, it was dark and oppressive. The flickering warm light of the candles illuminated the faces of several people.

There are many small compartments on both sides of the road, each of which displays magnificent and shocking works of the organization.

It was our first time here, and inevitably everyone was distracted.

"Every item stored here is an important weapon for attacking and defending the city."

The elder studied the expressions of the few people without revealing any trace of his eyes.

Passion, surprise, excitement, desire...

Even though it was just a flash, he still caught it with his keen sensitivity.

The old man, who had lived for so many years and had a lot of experience, had a gleam in his eyes. He continued calmly, "This is a vehicle. It is covered with iron on the outside and partly buried underground. It is a machine that can project charcoal fire. It is operated by multiple people to defend against the enemy's siege team."

"Not only that, but after the reforms of successive Mohist craftsmen, three more changes were accommodated in the machinery."

Mr. Lin was surprised: "I didn't know that the Mohist school had such a treasure."

The commander-in-chief looked honest and simple: "My Mohist ancestors are truly unmatched."

The elder had been secretly observing the two of them, and finally laughed heartily: "This is a place that you can only come to after you become great men. Now it is opened as an exception for the assessment. All right, come to my side quickly, we are here."

As the words fell, the door of the last compartment slowly opened, revealing a giant mechanical bird that looked like a mecha, with powerful and lush wings, smooth and beautiful lines, and a huge yet sturdy body.

"This was the favorite mount of the first generation of masters, but something went wrong when it was passed down. I don't know what went wrong 20 years ago, and the joystick can no longer make it fly."

The elder raised his hand and stroked the bird's wings with a nostalgic look on his face: "The content of this competition is to repair it within one stick of incense."

Le Zhou was puzzled: "If a fellow practitioner is a bird of the government, how can we calculate the score?"

The elder stroked his beard and smiled: "Whoever first finds the reason why the machine bird can't take off can get one point, and if he repairs it, three points. So, please get started."

The elders came out and the six contestants quickly got into the game. Jun Lin stood outside and watched: "Mozi was a wooden eagle. It took him three years to make it, but he lost it in one day."

She looked at the mechanical bird in admiration: "The first kite in the world was made by Mozi. It was not made of paper but wood, just as amazing as this mechanical bird."

The old man turned his head and looked at her, with admiration in his eyes: "Your Majesty, what you said is very true. This wooden bird is the predecessor of the mechanical bird. Now the mechanical bird can be controlled by four people and fly thousands of miles straight into the sky."

It is truly comparable to modern aircraft. How could Jun Lin not be amazed to see such great and avant-garde mechanical technology in this era?

Wu Shi lifted his eyelids and took a few more glances. He also had a feeling of admiration for the Mohist mechanical art: "Mozi is good at craftsmanship and manufacturing. He can carve a three-inch piece of wood into a bearing that can bear 300 kilograms in a short time. His military weapon manufacturing is amazing."

"The art of defending a city is also honored by later generations as Mohism. If the monarch obtains the support of Mohism, the defender will be safe and the attacker will be invincible."

This is where the conservatism comes from.

When Wu Shi said this, it directly revealed the evil intentions of these big shots who appeared here. The elder was stunned for a moment but then burst into laughter.

How could he not know?

That's why we have to take a good look at whether any of the young master and the commander-in-chief is a traitor.