Chapter 203 Unit appears!
Jingwei came over in the direction of the sound. She felt helpless as she looked at the innocent stool that was killed by Gongsun Yan's arms.

"Ayan, it's a desert there, with wind and sun, it's very uncomfortable."

"I don't believe it! It's obvious that he wanted to go out and play, but he didn't take me with him!"

Jingwei looked at Gongsun Ce and said that he was powerless.

Gongsun Ce stepped forward and hugged Gongsun Yan, then flew into the sky. When the two broke through the clouds and reached high altitude, Gongsun Yan felt the scorching heat of the sun.

"Where I'm going, the sun is almost as bright as here. If you really want to go, stay here with me and bask in the sun for a day."

After a day, Gongsun Yan quickly gave up the idea of ​​going to the desert.

When it was dark, when Gongsun Ce brought Gongsun Yan back to the ground, Jingwei felt that Gongsun Yan seemed to have been a little tanned.

Jingwei looked at Gongsun Yan, who didn't want to fall in love and followed Gongsun Ce to the desert, and rubbed Gongsun Yan's head helplessly.

The next day, Gongshu Chou entered Xianyang with the newly completed mecha model.

The streets of Xianyang welcomed a unique presence—a mecha carefully crafted from bronze and wood.

The body of this mecha is made up of thick bronze plates, and each piece of armor has been carefully polished and shines with a cold luster.

The skeleton of the mecha is carved from the finest nanmu wood, which not only ensures the sturdiness of the mecha but also adds a touch of soft texture.

The mecha's limbs are thick and powerful, and its cockpit is located on its chest, which is a semi-open design.

In other words, this mecha has no head. The cockpit is located above the collarbone-like part, and the operating console can be seen.

It was a simple wooden operating table with only a few joysticks on it.

Although these joysticks are simple, they seem to have magical powers in Gongshu Chou's hands.

He gently turned the joystick, and the mecha seemed to come alive, moving slowly forward.

Behind the mech, there were two huge wooden boxes. The two wooden boxes were tied tightly to the mech with thick hemp ropes, and swayed gently with the mech's steps.

The surface of the wooden boxes is engraved with exquisite patterns, which looks simple and elegant. However, what is hidden in these two wooden boxes is curious.

Gongshu Chou, the creator of the mecha, sat in the cockpit with a calm demeanor, enjoying the attention of the crowd.

His mechanical hand gripped the joystick tightly, and when the joystick was pushed, it seemed as if he was playing a silent melody.

Under his control, the mecha moved slowly on the streets of Xianyang like a docile giant.

As the mecha entered Xianyang, the prosperous scene of Xianyang City gradually appeared before our eyes.

There are shops lining both sides of the street, and people are coming and going, making it very bustling.

At present, Ying Zheng has not yet unified the six kingdoms, so although Xianyang is solemn as a whole, it is not completely black.

Ying Zheng's favorite color was black, so when the six kingdoms were unified and had a short period of rest and recuperation, he would definitely turn Xianyang into a black city.

Floor tiles, roof tiles, window coverings, wooden doors... everything would be painted black by Ying Zheng.

However, none of this mattered to Gongshu Chou. He had been to Xianyang more than once and was not surprised by it.

Gongshu Chou remembered that when he first came to Xianyang, he was shocked by the solemnity of the city.

However, at this moment, he had only one goal in mind - the Taiwei Mansion.

Six months ago, Gongshu Chou had guaranteed to Gongsun Ce that he would be able to produce finished bamboo paper in about four months.

He didn't expect that this process would last two months.

Taiwei Mansion, located in the heart of Xianyang City, is a magnificent mansion.

Gongshu Chou drove the mecha to the door of the mansion and gently knocked on the door knocker.

After a while, footsteps were heard from inside the door.

Yingge pushed the door open and looked up and down at this strange mecha.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

Gongshu Chou smiled at Yingge as kindly as he could. He bowed to Yingge from the driver's seat and said, "I am Gongshu Chou, and I have come to pay my respects to General Gongsun Ce."

Upon hearing this, Yingge's face turned grim and he quickly went to report.

After a while, Yingge opened the door.

"Master Gongshu, please come in. General Gongsun is waiting in the front hall."

Gongshu Chou controlled the mecha and walked into the gate of the Taiwei Mansion. Soon, Gongshu Chou arrived in front of the front hall.

When Gongshu Chou saw Gongsun Ce in the front hall, he controlled the mecha to bend down and spread his hands. The right hand of the mecha fell to the ground, and Gongshu Chou used the right hand of the mecha as a slide and slid down.

Gongshu Chou ran towards Gongsun Ce with his mechanical feet. He stopped at the threshold of the front hall and bowed to Gongsun Ce.

"Captain, Qiu is late. This is a mecha model, and behind the mecha is the finished bamboo paper."

As he spoke, he pointed to two wooden boxes behind the mecha.

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Ce hooked his finger, the wind blade cut the rope, and Qingfeng carried two wooden boxes to Gongsun Ce.

Gongsun Ce opened the wooden box and saw neatly stacked yellowish bamboo papers. These bamboo papers were thin and flexible, but not very smooth. Gongsun Ce felt that the craftsmanship needed to be further optimized, but this kind of bamboo paper could already be used as a carrier of text.

Gongsun Ce nodded with satisfaction, picked up the wooden box on the table, opened it, and a special brush appeared.

This is a fountain pen-style brush. Gongsun Ce had disassembled this type of brush before, so it was not difficult for him to rub out a pure copper fountain pen-style brush with his bare hands.

In this age without paper, these bamboo papers are undoubtedly epoch-making creations, and the all-copper fountain pen in Gongsun Ce's hand is also ahead of its time.

Gongsun Ce looked at the bamboo papers, took out a piece at random, put it on the table, and then began to write casually.

"After baking for a while, the green gradually turns yellow, and the light shines through the hundreds of folded flowery garments.

Why not let talented people write poems and share with those who are good at calligraphy and painting? "

Gongshu Chou walked into the front hall at some point, stood beside Gongsun Ce, looked at the poems written by Gongsun Ce, and slowly read them out.

After finishing reading, Gongshu Chou clapped his hands.

"Excellent! General Gongsun is very quick-witted and his writing is very impressive. Excellent."

Gongsun Ce smiled, took out a new fountain pen from the wooden box and handed it to Gongshu Chou.

"Master Gongshu, please help me take a look. Is this thing not convenient for mass production?"

Gongshu Chou took the fountain pen-type brush, and in a short while, he had completed the disassembly work.

"This thing is quite ingenious, but it is not difficult to mass produce. General Gongsun hopes to use it as a new writing tool?"

The production of bamboo slips with seal characters is to dip a wooden stick into ink and write the characters on the finished bamboo slips first, and then use a carving knife to carve the characters according to the ink marks.

After the seal carving is completed, apply another layer of ink to allow the ink to seep into the text.

After bamboo slips, people gradually discovered that silk and air-dried animal skins could also be used as carriers of text.

However, silk has low production and high price, making it difficult to use as a common carrier of text.

Animal skins were mostly used to keep out the cold. The winter was extremely cold, and there was no cotton in that era. No one thought of stuffing duck and goose down into clothes to keep out the cold, and the production of ducks and geese was not high.

Moreover, some animals’ skins have patterns on them, which makes it inconvenient to write on them, so animal skins were mostly used as cold-proof clothing in this era.

There are signs that parchment was used, but like silk, parchment was used to convey important information.

Therefore, bamboo slips remained the mainstream carrier of text for a long time.

Gongsun Ce clapped his hands, and Chen Sheng and Wu Guang carried a huge wooden box into the front hall together.

"Boom!"

After Chen Sheng and Wu Guang put down the wooden box, Gongsun Ce waved at Gongshu Chou, indicating that he could open it and take a look.

After Gongshu Chou opened the wooden box, he found that it was full of small copper blocks, each of which was engraved with a traditional Chinese character.

Gongsun Ce handed the used fountain pen to Gongshu Chou. Gongshu Chou took the brush and wiped it on the copper block, then pressed it on a piece of bamboo paper, leaving a character "gong".

Gongshu Chou's eyes suddenly lit up. With his keen eyesight, it was not difficult to see that as long as these copper blocks were arranged in a certain order, brushed with ink, and then pressed on the paper, words would be left behind.

This technology can print books quickly.

Gongshu Chou rubbed his hands and asked Gongsun Ce hesitantly, "I wonder if General Gongsun can let me use this first. I have already written an article based on my life's learning, and it is just waiting to be published."

For individuals, teaching their apprentices will only starve them to death, but for academic schools and families, they hope that future generations can innovate and carry on the past.

At this time, it is very necessary to be able to leave behind all you have learned throughout your life in written form.

"This thing is not difficult. It is not difficult for Master Gongshu. Master Gongshu can print it by himself. As for these copper blocks and bamboo paper in front of me, I need to print the medical skills for Nian Duan first."

When Gongshu Chou heard Gongsun Ce's words, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. His desire to defeat the Mohist mechanical technology has not subsided to this day.

However, his primary target to defeat was Master Ban. Since he could be the first to make a statement, he would naturally have a slight advantage over Master Ban.

"Thank you very much, General Gongsun. I will take my leave first."

Gongshu Chou was somewhat impatient to leave but was stopped by Gongsun Ce.

"A Zheng will be here soon, let him experience his mecha addiction first."

Gongsun Ce believes that Ying Zheng will not refuse the opportunity to drive a mecha himself. Although this mecha is a Fruity Robo-style mecha, it does not affect Ying Zheng's enjoyment.

An hour later, Ying Zheng slowly walked into the lobby of the Taiwei Mansion. At first sight, Ying Zheng locked onto the model of the mecha.

The mecha was quite large. Ying Zheng estimated that the model was more than twice his height, which meant that the mecha was over four meters tall.

Although the mecha's artwork is crude, the mecha's fingers and toes are detailed and fully movable.

In other words, the mecha's toes can dig out three rooms and a living room on the ground, and its palms can also complete tasks such as carrying.

Once mass-produced and equipped with weapons, this thing will be epoch-making for current warfare.

As long as there are no experts on the scene, and the troops the mecha faces are not monsters like the Wei Wuzu who are all trained in horizontal combat, it will be difficult for Gongsun Ce to find troops that can withstand the mecha's charge.

The more crucial point is that this thing is just a prototype, and the finished product will undoubtedly be more powerful.

(End of this chapter)