Chapter 456 Steel is the boat that defeats the Mohists

Lin Su took this step and the cliff disappeared. There was only a wide river. By the river, a man in short clothes and short sleeves held a giant ax and looked at him quietly.

On the tree next to it, there is a big word written: Mo.

On the Western Mountain, before Lu Yi could fully shake off his pride, he was shocked by the huge word "ink".

"Mo Family?"

Princess Yufeng frowned slightly: "He is also proficient in the ways of the Mohist family. The various utensils he made are enough to show that he is proficient in this way. However, he does not know how to compare this way..."

Yes, people all over the city asked the same question.

The man in short clothes in front smiled slightly: "The way of Mohism is to use all things for one's own use. There is a river in front of you and me, there are thousands of trees behind you and me, and we have an ax in our hands. Let's see who can control the boat first.

How about reaching the other shore?"

Outside the Confucian Temple, Zhang Haoran slapped himself on the forehead: "Academic competition has turned into boat building competition. Does White Deer Academy have a bad face? Does he look like a carpenter?"

Yes, this is clearly making things difficult. White Deer Academy is so shameless.

On top of the Western Mountain, several women's eyes were focused on the green man: "How is his hands-on ability?"

Green clothes almost jumped...

How is his hands-on ability? He is extremely lazy, wishing that he had to let someone else take care of him when going to the toilet. When has he ever done anything? The most he can do is draw drawings and let Sister Chen implement them. The only hands-on thing he is more interested in is probably picking up the toilet.

Their sisters’ clothes...

In front of the Wen Dao wall, Lin Su stared at a huge ax in front of him and smiled: "Competing with Mohist methods, are you sure you are doing real things? Rather than talking about theory?"

The Mohist master smiled and replied: "The best is to apply what you have learned!"

Applying what you learn is really a literary theory!

Everyone in the city felt something was wrong, but they couldn't tell what was wrong...

"Okay then, let's compete!"

Lin Su agreed immediately, and even Zhang Juzheng frowned...

The Mo family elder slowly raised the ax in his hand: "Grandmaster Lin, you can start chopping down the trees."

Lin Sudao: "Who told you that you have to cut down trees to build a ferry?"

The elder laughed loudly: "What will we do if we don't cut down the trees?"

"For example, this axe!"

Zhang Haoran and Huo Qi looked at each other...

What does he mean?

The words of the great road?

Why can't I understand it?

Together with the experienced hands of the Mo family, a big tree fell down and quickly turned into a pile of ship planks, almost turning into a boat at a speed visible to the naked eye. With various ingenious connections and various incredible combinations, the boat gradually took shape.

Lin Su suddenly raised his hand: "Fire!"

The flames formed by Wen Dao's power shot towards the giant ax in his hand. The giant ax melted rapidly and the juice deformed, forming the shape of a boat.

About half a quarter of an hour later, a boat appeared in front of both of them.

In front of the Mohist elder was a wooden boat, but in front of Lin Su was an iron boat.

"Haha, Grandmaster Lin is really subversive. I can tell you that boats are used to cross rivers. If your boat sinks when it hits the water, is it still a boat?"

With a roar, the wooden boat entered the water.

He floated up.

At this moment, the iron boat landed next to him. Lin Su stepped on the boat and said leisurely: "My boat has been launched into the water. Has it sunk?"

Elder Mo's eyes suddenly straightened...

The whole city was stunned...

How can an iron ship not sink when it is launched into the water?

Is it the power of literature and art?

No, impossible!

This river is not a regular river, and the inherent rules cannot be changed with the power of literature and morality. If his boat cannot float in nature, it will not float here even with the power of literature and morality...

However, how can a ship made of iron float on the water?

Countless people have fallen into dead ends.

The Mohist Grandmaster slowly relaxed his brows: "When the iron boat entered the water, it turned out to be Lin Lang, a master of craftsmanship. Unfortunately, Grandmaster Lin still lacked one thing. How can a boat cross the river without an oar?"

Lin Su smiled: "Who told you that my boat has no oars?"

"Where's the oar?"

The bow of Lin Su's boat sank, and the stern of the boat tilted up, revealing something like a fan blade underneath.

"This is also a paddle, I call it a propeller!"

Elder Mo looked at this completely different oar and suddenly had a sense of crisis. It would be a joke for such an oar to appear under any boat, but if it comes from his hand, it should not be underestimated...

Set off!

The wooden oars flew, and the boat shot forward like an arrow...

Lin Suwen got lucky, and the propeller suddenly rotated rapidly. With this rotation, water splashed everywhere, and the boat made a white splash and moved forward quickly, ten times as fast as him!

All the onlookers were stunned. For the first time, they saw a strange thing spinning in the water and pushing the boat forward ten times faster than an ordinary oar.

"You...what's your point?"

When the Mo family elder shouted, Lin Su had already passed by him, and his voice came from a distance:

"Even if I tell you, you won't understand this truth, so goodbye!"

His voice was ruthless, and his speed was even more ruthless. The distance between the two quickly widened, with an incredible gap widening to the point where everyone was stunned.

The embankment is just ahead. As long as he reaches the embankment in front, it will declare the failure of the Mohist elder.

"No!" The elders of the Mo family were all excited...

Lin Su's boat has reached the river embankment!

With a bang, the river behind him plummeted, the Mo clan elder's boat ruthlessly overturned, and his people also fell from the sky...

The river disappears, the boat disappears, and the scene of the long river in the wild disappears completely. Goodbye, the green waters and green mountains of White Deer Academy!

The Mo family elder fell from the sky and landed on the ground. Looking at Lin Su on the Rainbow Bridge above, he was completely dumbfounded...

Everyone in the city was turned to stone.

Even the women on the Western Mountain are like this.

After a long while, Princess Yufeng exhaled softly: "Is it really possible to use steel as a boat and a propeller as a propeller?"

Green's face turned red: "Before he invented the white cloud edge, perfume, and textile loom, who really believed that they would become a reality?" This is not an answer, but it is also an answer!

In the memorial pavilion, Lu Tian let out a long breath: "The Mohist way is so great! Master Ding, have you seen what role this ship has in military affairs?"

The person sitting opposite him was about forty years old. Although he was a little fat, he was in good spirits. He was Ding Jiye, the former magistrate of Luzhou and the new Minister of War.

Ding Jiye's eyes flashed: "This boat can be used to verify Mohist theory, but if it is used in reality, it is nothing more than a fool's dream."

"Are you talking about a dream?" Lu Tian narrowed his eyes.

Ding Jiye said: "Exactly! Mr. Xiang, even if steel can really make a boat, it must be unusually heavy. It will be difficult to propel it even an inch on the water. In war, it is not all about the hardness of the hull. The competition is about speed. Using steel

A boat that cannot be propelled is no different from a steel coffin?"

"How do you conclude he couldn't have managed to push forward?"

Ding Jiye laughed loudly: "How to advance? Each ship is equipped with a few great scholars to drive it with literary spirit? Or should he use his usual demonic method?"

Lu Tian's face darkened.

This is the reason why he doesn't like Ding Jiye. They are both ministers of the Ministry of War, but Zhang Wenyuan is not as arrogant as him.

But he also had to admit that what Ding Jiye said was right. To drive this propeller, it needed power. Lin Su was driven by literary spirit, which was not feasible in reality. Who among the real boatmen has literary spirit? How many boats are needed for one boat?

A great Confucian is obviously unrealistic

…

A thick volume appeared in front of Lin Su. On the title page of the volume, there was a big word written: On!

The third level is the Taoist level.

This is the greatest expression of the institution’s heritage.

The holy way is all-encompassing, discussing the Tao, focusing on the understanding of the holy scriptures...

Lin Su opened the book and stepped inside. Thirty-six great scholars were sitting side by side inside. Lin Su was not familiar with these great scholars, but if he thought about it with his toes, each one of them would be a peak when viewed from the outside world.
To be continued...