Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1340 Dawn of Space

"I have a question for you." Shangluo asked, "I remember you needed to wind up the spring before it could function properly?"

This is the most important control over these automata that Shangluo knows. When they were still under the control of the Roman Empire, the Romans restricted them to the point that they had to be wound up every day.

This is the limitation of the Vulcan Core. All Vulcan Cores must be wound up to operate once a day. These springs do not actually drive the Vulcan Core itself, but only when the springs are running, the Vulcan Core has the authority to operate.

After all, the Vulcan core is a perpetual motion machine and does not need to be wound up.

But for so long, no one had wound up Columbia's automaton.

"Yes, that's right." The chef confirmed his flaw.

"Then how did you wind it up before?"

"Go to each other."

"Then I order all of you to strictly follow orders - you are not to wind up each other. This will be an iron rule and must be enforced. It was fine when I didn't supervise it before, but now I want you to thoroughly implement your original intentions in the design."

"As you wish. But I don't know how you plan to wind them up one by one?"

"The three-legged machine will do the job." He looked at the "Swamp Puppy" next to him, and it agreed.

"As you wish." The chef still did not object.

"Then let's get to work." Shangluo clapped his hands, "Let's start by creating a livable environment."

He looked around.

The main body of this space station was prepared by the Romans. Like other creations of the Romans, this space station has many unnecessary decorations, even the hatch is painted with neoclassical imitation marble. The window used to observe the universe is surrounded by gold patterns.

"What is this? Are you treating the space station as a bathhouse?"

“Do you want to remove these?”

"Just leave it there for now. It's just a temporary stay anyway. Bring your people with you to help me clean up a living area, then evacuate from the core module and prepare to hand it over to our people for management."

"As you wish." The chef promised again. He never asked why, but only what the mission was.

When Phaethon arrived, everything was in place.

The docking port opened, and when Phaethon and Zhu Ling appeared from behind the hatch wearing glass-like helmets, two rows of automatic machines lined up at the door.

"Welcome to the Bagel." All the automata bowed together, and the tripod in the middle circled to welcome them, with its three tails spinning in the air like propellers.

The scene was so strange that Phaethon almost felt that the way he opened the door was wrong.

"Cough, leave now." Shangluo appeared at the end of the corridor. [I've already said that there's no need for a welcome ceremony. There's no human touch here at all. It's scary to hold such a ceremony.]

"Hey, doesn't this show that I've been working hard these past two days? Come on, everyone can come in."

"Are they okay?" asked Phaethon, who came in first.

"No problem, they have been working hard these past two days, there is no problem at all."

"What is the Bagel?"

Bagels are a type of bread that looks like donuts, or you can just call them bagels. The method of making them is to boil them in water before baking, so that the dough can be cooked first and then baked, so that they can have a chewy texture and a crispy crust.

"This is my reward to Chef. He has done all this diligently, so I grant him the right to name this space station."

This is very important. As Shangluo said before, relief and alms are a kind of power from above to below. The same is true for rewards. Although the chef showed obedience to Shangluo before, the relationship between them was not clear. This fragile connection was established entirely by the chef's personal loyalty.

Shangluo plans to intervene systematically. The first step is to grant the chef the "naming rights". This confirms Shangluo's sovereignty over this place and the master-servant relationship between the chef and the chef, which is nominal power.

The actual power was also consolidated within these two days. Now at a fixed time every day, all the automata would go to a unified location to wait, and before the tripod machine rewound the spring for them, they would remain dormant in the same place, motionless, until the spring ran out.

This process has been consolidated over several days of operation, without any exception to the automation.

"No wonder." Phaethon nodded, "No wonder you started to let me wind up the chef. I used to have automaton servants. When I think about it, I would also let the automatons wind each other up when I was lazy. I'd better be more diligent in the future and do everything myself so that they know who is the master."

"From now on, all systems will be maintained in this way." Shanglu replied, "I have ordered that, except for the headquarters of the Columbian Automaton State, all other automata in all other places where people can be found around must be wound up by people before they can operate. If no one is found, they will stop working."

"Would you like to request some more tripods to assist?"

"I was just about to say that. Apollonia said, do you want to apply for this?"

[Yes. The tripods are under Syracuse's control. You can transfer them over, but it may require some administrative procedures.]

"This time I'm not just going to clean up the automata, I'm also going to clean up Rome - I just talked to Victoria about this, and she agreed. Phaethon, you and I will sign together, and then I'll have Apollonia and Victoria sign as well. I will set up a four-member committee in Rome, consisting of the four of us, and I will act alone. This committee will gradually take over the power of all current Roman administrative agencies, starting with Syracuse."

"Wait, how are you going to take over? This is a very professional job."

"Just let the chef come up. Right?"

The chef bowed respectfully and said, "As His Majesty the King of Rome said, governing a large country is like cooking a small bun. The Columbian Automaton Country will return to the Roman order in the future. The King of Rome and the Byzantine Emperor have confirmed that we will succeed the fallen New Antioch and become the Sixth Rome."

"Byzantine Emperor is a disparaging honorific. How on earth did you learn it?"

"I'm sorry. But I hope to distinguish the two, because in my heart there is only one sun, the King of Rome, and the emperor in Byzantium can only be behind the King of Rome."

(End of this chapter)