Black Corporation: Joseon - Chapter 989
Episode 989: Clear-Eyed Madman (14)
“Hmm…”
With a small snort, Hyang carefully examined the sketch submitted by Da Vinci.
‘As expected, it has changed!’
In history before the intervention of fragrance, the helicopter sketched by Da Vinci had rotor blades that looked like drills. However, the helicopter that da Vinci submitted now had rotor blades similar to pinwheels, like helicopters made in the 20th century.
‘If this is fun in its own way, it’s fun. ‘It’s about checking what has changed.’
“Hmm…”
Hyang, who was studying the sketch while hiding her true feelings, looked at Da Vinci and asked.
“Are we going to use this pinwheel here to go higher?”
“That’s right.”
“Hmm, that’s interesting. How did you come up with this idea?”
“The idea of a flying machine with ‘Spirali’ wings has been around for a long time. However, after coming to the Empire and meeting Gong Yajang, I was able to make great progress.”
* * *
As Michelangelo was busy in Gyeongju, da Vinci was also busy in Seoul. This was because he was in charge of drawing illustrations for various encyclopedias as well as illustrations for various illustrations produced at the medical school and supervising others. However, the place da Vinci was most attached to was, of course, Area 51. Therefore, da Vinci stopped by Area 51 and spent time whenever he had time.
“Oh! Da-hyeong (兄), it’s been a while since I’ve seen you!”
“Oh! Gong-hyung (兄)!”
As Master Gong, the most senior and outstanding craftsman among the ironsmiths working in Area 51, greeted him warmly, Da Vinci also greeted him warmly. At some point, the person who got along best with da Vinci in Area 51 was Gong Yajang. Although they were similar in age, they were an excellent match, making up for each other’s shortcomings.
If da Vinci came up with a genius idea, it was Gong Yajang who made it a reality. The two people, who held each other’s hands and shared joy, soon moved to Da Vinci’s studio.
“What’s going on with someone who’s so busy outside doing all kinds of things?’
“I came here on purpose because I have something to tell you.”
“To me? No way!”
Da Vinci held out a piece of paper to Gong Yajang, who looked pleased.
“Like I said before, I drew the frame of the picture frame once.”
“Oh! Ohh! That’s amazing! I have to tell Soga and ask him to make it like this! Thank you so much!”
“It’s no big deal. I really envy you. “You have such a precious heirloom.”
After seeing the design drawn on the paper, Gong Yazhang expressed his sincere gratitude. However, da Vinci envied Gong Yazhang in a different sense. A handwritten prayer that Gong Yazhang’s grandfather received from his wife when he was a crown prince. That was because. It was a treasure among treasures that even had Hyang’s handprint on it. Afterwards, the two sat across the data table and continued chatting.
“Anyway, you come up with so many amazing things. I feel like I’m looking at Old Man Jang Yeong-sil from the past.”
In response to Gong Yajang’s words, Da Vinci hurriedly waved his hand.
“Don’t go somewhere and say something like that. I am cursed.”
This was Da Vinci’s sincerity.
* * *
Before coming to the Empire, or even before meeting Hyang and seeing part of the Jeonjeonrok, Da Vinci did not doubt his genius.
“The technology of the world cannot keep up with my brain. there is! I am so irritated!”
Da Vinci, who was arrogant like this, realized his shortcomings when he saw the empire’s cultural relics and records of his achievements. However, he did not completely surrender.
‘The empire’s level of technology is superior, so I can create what I have in mind. Now the world knows how much I can do. ‘You’ll know if he’s a genius!’
However, when da Vinci saw Jang Yeong-sil’s works at Area 51 in Seoul, he fell to his knees.
“I was arrogant! You didn’t know how wide this world was or how many talented people there were!”
After that, da Vinci gave up his pride. Instead, he gained people.
* * *
“Isn’t that right? Did you say that too much? It was a joke. By the way…”
In response to Da Vinci’s reaction, Gong Yajang looked around and tried to change the topic. While looking at the sketches around him, his eyes were instantly fixed on one sketch.
“What is that? “It’s something I haven’t seen before?”
“Oh, that one? I found this while organizing drawing tools for the illustration work I’m doing these days.”
“I’ll look at it in a moment. Hmm…”
What Gong Field Manager was interested in was a sketch of a helicopter that da Vinci had designed in Italy.
“No matter how you look at this roof-like thing, it looks like a drill bit attached to a bowsprit?” ”
It’s not a roof. It’s wings. By rotating the wings, you fly upward.”
“Ah…”
Gong Yajang, who was nodding his head at Da Vinci’s explanation, chuckled and joked with Da Vinci.
“Then these wings are ‘an awl that pierces the sky.’ ‘Is it? ‘My wings are like awls that pierce the sky!’ What is this?”
“Maybe? Haha!”
“Hahaha!”
The two of them started out laughing lightly, but before they knew it, they were seriously considering the possibilities.
“The wings should be covered with cloth, right?”
“I guess so.”
“In order to fly up properly, you’d have to turn at an incredibly fast speed. Then I think a steam engine would have to go in. Considering the size and weight, can the cloth covering the wings hold up?’
“Then how about using iron?”
“Wouldn’t it be too heavy?”
“Hmm…”
While the two were thinking about how to make a flying machine that actually flies, there was a commotion outside.
Gong! Gong! Quack, quack!
“It’s a competition! It’s a competition!”
“The pinwheel competition has begun!”
As the sound of gongs, gongs, and people’s shouts mixed together and became noisy, Da Vinci looked back at the ballpark.
“What’s going on? Was it an accident?”
“No, it’s like a traditional event in Area 51. A child’s fight has become an adult’s fight.”
“Huh ?
”
This was a way to play with a pinwheel. Another way was to hang wings made from thin pieces of bamboo or wood on the handle and then turn the handle to make the wings rise into the sky. In this case, the wing that rose the highest won.
Here , A child’s fight had become an adult’s fight. Regardless of the time and place, there were bound to be children with a particularly strong competitive spirit, and there were parents who would listen to whatever the child wanted. This was the same for the craftsmen of Area 51. Area 51 The artisans lived together in a village around Area 51. Therefore, most of the children in the village were the children of the artisans
in Area 51. It all started when a child who lost a competition whined and an artisan made a pinwheel for the child. Even if it was roughly made, it was made by a skilled craftsman, so the workmanship was far superior to that made by children, and of course the victory was the child’s share. And this made other children whine to their parents.
“So-and-so’s father made a pinwheel. They said they made it for me, but what am I? Make me one too!”
Tired of the children’s constant whining, the fathers made pinwheels. But the winners and losers were still divided, and the loser children once again whined to their fathers.
“I lost to so-and-so’s pinwheel! I heard your father’s skills are good! ‘I heard it’s good!’
“Oh my gosh! Are you coming? It’s good! I’ll show you what I saw!”
In this way, it became an adult fight with the pride of adults at stake. As the matter grew, naturally the Hyang became aware of it and the Hyang issued orders regarding this.
-I won’t stop you, but I won’t sit idly by and tell you the truth.
– So, I command you as follows:
-Competition is allowed only once a year on the full moon of the first lunar month.
-The use of all materials except gunpowder is permitted.
-Participation is also allowed, not alone but in groups.
-Anyone who steals or interferes with other people’s ideas will be disqualified from participating as soon as they are discovered.
-The person who flies the highest will receive a prize of 3 taels of silver.
Hyang smiled sinisterly while creating a ‘contest’ like this.
“To create a moderate competition that is neither too much nor too little, this amount of prize money is enough. And hopefully… guess what? The helicopter will come out before Leonardo da Vinci?”
However, helicopters did not appear until da Vinci came to the Empire.
* * *
Da Vinci, who heard the explanation of the origin of Gyeorum from Gong Yajang, expressed doubts.
“It’s been several years since I came to the Empire. Why didn’t I know about it until now?”
“Who is the person who locked himself in a studio and practiced Tao?”
“Ah…”
Da Vinci nodded without realizing it and stood up.
“I heard the story, so I guess I should take a look.”
“It’ll be fun.”
The two people left the studio and headed to the place where the competition was taking place.
“But how do you judge who goes higher? If the competition gets this big, a fair decision will be necessary, right?”
“That’s why it’s done at the artillery test site. There’s a watchtower there, and they attach strings to their wings. It’s to check the distance the string is loose.”
“Ah……”
“Wow!!!!”
“Wow!!!!!”
The shouts continued as people continued to talk.
“It flew. !”
“It’s already started. “Let’s go.”
“Yes.”
* * *
Where the two headed, all the craftsmen and officials of Area 51 had gathered. As it was one of the things to see only a few times a year, Crown Prince Wu was also present to watch the competition. The two people who paid their respects to Wu took a seat in an appropriate place and began to watch the competition. Gong Yajang explained to
Da Vinci in more detail, “It’s already been several decades since this competition took place. Thanks to that, these days, everyone forms a group and participates.”
“I see. Because I can’t make something that big alone.”
Da Vinci nodded as he looked at the pinwheels that were as wide as the arms of a man with his arms outstretched. In the competition that followed, the craftsmen showed off all kinds of pinwheels. Three or four wings. There were pinwheels with wings, and there were pinwheels with wings that looked like the blades of a fan. Or there were pinwheels with wings that looked like trays.
“Wow!”
“It flew!”
Every time those pinwheels rose into the sky, the craftsmen They shouted and clapped. Among them were Crown Prince Wu and Da Vinci.
Chuk-chik, chook, chook, chook!
“Huh? Steam engine? Why?”
Wu and the craftsmen expressed their doubts at the tow truck that suddenly appeared in the competition arena.
“I’m meeting His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!”
“Yes, I hope to see good results.”
The craftsmen who paid their respects to Wu asked the parts attached to the tow truck. A pinwheel was connected between the pillars where the pinwheel blades were installed. After confirming that the pinwheel was connected properly, the craftsman motioned to his colleague standing next to the tow truck. The co-worker operated the lever attached to the attachment. Clap!
The
attachment to the tow truck is powered by a steam engine. He began to turn the pinwheel violently, and the wings of the pinwheel began to spin so fast that they were invisible to the eye. At some point, the craftsman near the wing moved the lever connected to the Giduo, and at that moment, the pinwheel soared high into the sky.
“It floated.” !”
“High!”
“It’s the best! The best has come out!”
As the craftsmen stood up and shouted, Da Vinci and Gong Yajang looked at each other.
“This is it!”