Chapter 410 Make Your Debut, Miss Yvonne Nana!

Swipe.

Sigmund's wrist moved quickly across the paper, and with perfect body control, he drew a drawing with mechanical precision.

In the process of his drawing, Appleyard, who had been standing beside him, changed his expression greatly, and unconsciously even his breathing became lighter, as if he was afraid that any of his actions would disturb Sigmund at this time. .

Soon, a complete sketch was completed in his hands.

Ripping off the white paper on it, Apraiad took it subconsciously, but he was surprised to find that this was not the end.

After completing a blueprint in his hand, Sigmund's movements didn't stop, so the second blueprint was quickly completed in the astonishment of everyone.

Then the third, and the fourth.

At the beginning, Savery showed some surprise, but later, the expression on his face gradually became calm, because he had experienced similar things at sea.

At the beginning, it was Sigmund who drew 10 sketches of the steam-powered engine in one breath, which inspired him a lot and allowed him to modify the original design in a very short period of time.

At this moment, he noticed the surprise on the faces of Newcomen and Appleyard, recalling his previous reaction, he couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Quite a feeling of having seen the world.

Haha, you have today too.

"Huh..." After drawing the sketches of all the memories, Sigmund let out a long breath, and only saw the expressions on the faces of the three when he raised his head.

Savery's face was full of pride, and those who didn't know thought that Sigmund was a student he taught himself, while Newcomen was confused in shock. After all, the research on internal combustion engines was a new field for him, because I don't know how difficult it is to explore, and I am less shocked by the results of Sigmund's casual drawing.

But Appleyard was something else entirely.

He knew the weight of these blueprints better than anyone else, and when he looked at Sigmund, there was only a little shock, and the rest was regret and solemnity.

"I made a wrong decision. When you just entered the fourth level, I should go to Dressel in person and keep you by my side." He said regretfully.

After saying this, he glanced at Newcomen again, "You should have brought him to see me earlier... Forget it, I can't blame you for this matter, maybe everything was arranged."

He looked at Sigmund seriously, "You are not a genius. To describe you as a genius is to belittle you. I even think that the creation contract exists because of you. Such a talent is unimaginable."

I know my own affairs, and in the face of Appleyard's praise, Sigmund has no waves in his heart, "I don't have any talent, I'm just a porter of blueprints."

"Compared to your talent, your humility is more admirable." Appleyard said with emotion, "The things about you should be known by more people, let those so-called geniuses see, compared with you , their meager accomplishments have overwhelmed them."

Well, what you say is what it is.

For Appleyard's brain supplement, Sigmund no longer explained anything. Anyway, when a person looks at you differently, no matter what you do, he thinks it is right.

"These drawings will usher in a new era!" Appleyard put away the drawings, "but what we need to think about is, is our country ready for this new era?"

Sigmund nodded, with a face of approval. He didn't expect that Appleyard, a transcendent, would see this.

The development of science and technology is a double-edged sword. The faster the better, it must match the economic development and social progress. One old and one young, the two people looked at each other tacitly, and they both understood each other's thoughts .

"If you have time, come to the Royal Academy of Engineering and find me. I have a good book in my collection. You should be interested." Appleyard sent an invitation.

"What book?" Newcomen asked for Sigmund excitedly.

Book of Contract.

"The original contract of creation," Appleyard added with a smile.

"No problem!" Sigmon agreed without hesitation. He had seen the original version of the hunter's contract with Dressel, but he did not expect that the book of the creation contract was in the hands of Apraiad.

Thinking about it carefully, it is not surprising.

Both Apraiad and Dressel are rare, and there must be more important reasons for transcendents who have reached the seventh level through their own efforts besides talent and hard work.

Book of Contract.

"Let's get started before the thunderstorm comes." Appleyard looked up at a clear sky.

"Won't this thing be disturbed by lightning?"

"Don't worry." Newcomen walked to a table and took out a triangular device with grooves, which seemed to correspond to the miniature structure of the "satellite".

At this time, three huge pedestals rose from the ground, and the steel puppet put the metal ball into the pedestals. At the bottom of the three pedestals was a complex and precise spiritual path cycle.

Apraiad injects power, the spiritual circulation is activated, and then amidst the roar, three huge metal balls are slammed into the sky!

Boom!

When the three metal spheres were about to hit the dome of the research site, three holes with a diameter of more than 5 meters suddenly appeared, and at the other end of the holes was a piece of blue sky.

"Portal?"

"That's right, so that we can quietly send these three big guys into the sky indoors." Newcomen smiled and activated the tiny device in his hand. At the same time, the three metal spheres in the sky were activated. .

"The circulation of the spiritual path is stable, we...successful!" Newcomen roared excitedly.

"Congratulations, Newcomen, you are now a veritable permanent member." Appleyard said with a smile.

In fact, after becoming a permanent member with the help of Sigmund, Newcomen has always had a great psychological burden. Recently, he has not been less exposed to explicit or implicit cynicism.

It wasn't until this moment that he accomplished a feat through his own efforts that he cleared away all the haze in his heart at once.

"It's only a small part of my effort."

"No, teacher, this is your work." Sigmund raised his head, looked at the three "satellites" in operation, and said seriously, "What can they do?"

"As you can imagine, live calls, broadcast images for face-to-face conversations, and..."

"Can images be transmitted?" Sigmon suddenly interrupted Newcomen's words, "If I have an image recorded through a supernatural object, can it be transmitted through these three big guys?"

On a whim, he naturally thought of the blockbuster movie with Yvonne as the leading role in his mind.

Pirates, merfolk and rippling ships.

"Of course, no problem. If I were in Abetus, I would have the ability to be seen by the whole city." Newcomen looked confident.

"Get ready to make your debut, Miss Yvonne, your first one, let the whole city watch!"