Time moves forward slightly by one minute.
In an empty room on the third floor of the three-story main building of Blue Lake Manor, Richard appeared here.
The room here has been used by him as a temporary laboratory, mainly used for conducting wind tunnel simulation experiments on shapeless, miniature spell-tracing missiles.
Turning his hand over, a miniature spell-hunting missile test model appeared in his hand.
You can see that it is a slender metal body, similar to an arrow, but slightly shorter and thicker than the arrow. The whole body is pitch black, with golden magic patterns engraved on the surface, making it look very mysterious.
Holding this miniature spell-tracking missile, Richard had a thought and cast a wind spell. A strong wind suddenly emerged in the empty room, and a large amount of air began to flow at high speed according to certain rules.
Richard raised the miniature spell-tracking missile in his hand, controlled the free energy elements in the magic source in his body to flow out, injected it into it, and triggered the first magic pattern carved on it.
"Buzz!"
With a sound, the entire miniature spell-tracking missile was successfully activated and began to operate on its own. Amidst the regular vibrations, the free energy elements stored inside continued to flow out, and the numerous magic patterns carved on the surface were set off in sequence.
The next moment, the surface of the miniature spell-tracking missile suddenly lit up, detached from Richard's hand, slowly accelerated, and flew forward.
Richard promptly increased the air flow speed in the room and controlled the direction of the air flow, which was completely opposite to the micro spell-seeking missile.
Under careful control, the speed of the micro-spell tracking missile became faster and faster, but it remained relatively stationary with the flowing air, neither moving forward nor retreating.
Richard nodded with satisfaction, squinted at the miniature spell-tracking missile, and thought carefully about what improvements needed to be made.
The projectile body may be appropriately added. After all, only the magic patterns related to wind spells are engraved on it. Later, the magic patterns for tracking the target will also be engraved, as well as the magic patterns for the warhead explosion to release the power.
In addition, the shape also needs to be adjusted to a certain extent. No problems were found during the previous design, but now in the simulated wind tunnel experiment, it can be seen that the flight stability of the warhead is relatively poor, and it is easy...
As soon as the word "out of control" flashed through Richard's mind, he saw the miniature spell-seeking missile flying in mid-air, swaying suddenly, tilting his head, and crashing into the side wall at high speed.
Richard quickly adjusted the direction of the air flow in the room. Who knew that this adjustment would have a chain reaction on the miniature spell-seeking missiles.
"Click!"
The miniature spell-seeking missile made a strange noise, shook intensified, and kept changing directions, like a deflated balloon scurrying around the room.
Not only is the direction changing, but the speed is also changing. With the magic patterns on the surface of the projectile flashing, the speed is sometimes faster and sometimes slower. Obviously, the stability of the free energy elements stored in the projectile is not as expected.
Richard had no choice but to control the air flow in the room with all his strength to adapt to the constantly changing direction and speed of the miniature spell-seeking missiles, so as to make the opponent stop.
But this is not an easy task. The rapid changes in air flow in the room have gradually formed a very unstable air pressure center, which puts the walls of the room under severe test.
After all, this room was originally built without any consideration for such testing, it was just for people to live in it.
"Kakaka..."
There was a permeating sound, and large cracks appeared on the surrounding walls.
The next moment, there was a "boom" and the entire roof flew up, followed by a "crash" and the two walls on the left and right collapsed at the same time.
A large amount of outside air rushed in, trying to neutralize the unstable air pressure center in the room, which also caused the miniature spell-seeking missile to completely lose control.
With a "whoosh" sound, the miniature spell-seeking missile broke away from its restraints and flew straight towards a corner of the manor. That direction was the stables, where several servants were brushing the horses. When they heard something was wrong, they subconsciously turned their heads.
Richard frowned, not wanting his servant to suffer undue disaster. He clenched his fist suddenly, causing the surrounding air to shrink sharply, then waved his hand and threw a heavy air missile.
"boom!"
After the air missile was launched, it caught up with the miniature spell-seeking missile that had almost exhausted its energy at a faster speed. The two collided, changed their direction of movement together, and fell towards a nearby stone building.
"boom!"
There was a muffled sound, the stone building shook violently, the air missiles dissipated, and the miniature spell-seeking missiles that exhausted their internal energy also fell to the ground.
Richard breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ta-ta-ta-ta."
At this time, footsteps sounded, and a person ran out in panic from the stone building that was hit. It was Gallie. After looking around, Gallie was a little stunned. Apparently he didn't quite understand what was going on. It took him a long time to look over and asked weakly: "Master, is there anything you want me to do?"
"Well..." Richard was very calm. After all, experiments had happened more than once or twice. He said quickly, "Don't be nervous. Just find a few people and repair the house."
"yes."
"By the way." Richard thought of something again, "Wait a minute, you go to my study, I will give you a list, and you go buy some building materials."
"do what?"
"I want to build a place specifically for experiments in the manor." Richard said.
What he plans to build is a real wind tunnel laboratory. What happened today has told him that it is difficult to control the effect of simulating a wind tunnel entirely by relying on wind spells. If something goes wrong, the consequences are unpredictable.
After that, in order to perfect the micro-spell tracking missile, more wind tunnel experiments will be conducted, so it is better to build a real wind tunnel laboratory.
Jialie didn't know what Richard was thinking. After hearing what he said, he just nodded to indicate that he would write it down.
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After a while, Galie arrived at Richard's study and got the so-called list. After reading the list and hearing some of Richard's ideas for building a wind tunnel laboratory, Gallie had only one idea.
That is, there are not too many people in the manor, but too few.
According to Richard's vision, to build a wind tunnel laboratory, it would not be enough to have dozens of people. A large number of masons would also be needed, and many people would be needed for subsequent maintenance and cleaning.
It seems that after purchasing various things, we need to hire a group of talents.
And after these people are hired, they have to arrange food and accommodation. There are so many things.
Gallie couldn't help but have a headache and felt that being a servant was not that easy.
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In fact, it didn't take long for Gallie to discover that things were more difficult than he expected. On the first task of purchasing supplies, he encountered an obstacle, and it was an obstacle that could not be solved.
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