At this time, people who were working not far away laughed at this guy named Philip, but in fact, they called him a "madman" behind his back.

Because Philip is only in his twenties this year, but he already looks like he is thirty, because he holds a lot of books every day and is working on his own theories.

What about external combustion engines, internal combustion engines, what Blake, what theories of latent heat and specific heat, I go crazy every day, working on my own machine...

In the eyes of these people, this Philip is completely crazy.

Their family was originally a middle-class family with their own manor and vineyard, but they were determined to be defeated by him!

Phillip's face was covered with soot. He raised his head and smiled: "Wait for my internal combustion engine! By then, you won't have to work anymore!"

Everyone burst into laughter immediately.

No more work?

Is there such a good thing?

Of course they don't believe it.

These farmers have been facing the earth with their backs to the sky for so many years. If you ask them not to work, what will they do?

In France, they, the common people, only farm and dig coal.

There is nothing else that can be done.

Phillip shook his head and said nothing, but sighed in his heart.

He came back from studying in Britain, but he knew that in Britain today, the industrial revolution was in full swing. France, which once pushed Britain to the ground, still maintained a high degree of centralization under the rule of the benighted Louis XV, and did not give industrial power at all.

Opportunities for development.

France like this is not even comparable to the Ottomans...

How can we compete with Britain in Europe?

Philip came back full of talent...

But when he came back, he found that he couldn't use what he had learned here.

People here don’t even know who Blake is!

Without that environment, there is no such environment, there is no such atmosphere, which can support his ambition!

Thinking of this, Philip looked desperate.

If it weren't for the centuries-old feud between Britain and France, he would have wanted to stay in Britain...

continue!

No matter what, he was unwilling to give up his academics. He lowered his head and continued tinkering with the internal combustion engine. In his workshop that had been half blown up, there were extremely complex drawings and his notes...

.

He must do it!

"I'll improve this today. This thread should be able to solve the sealing problem..."

"A little less fuel?"

"No, there is not enough fuel, and the internal circulation cannot be reflected..."

"continue!"

Finally another busy morning has passed.

Philip had prepared everything and started gearing up.

then.

After one minute.

Boom!

There was a loud noise.

"You bastard Philip! Why didn't you remind us earlier what I just told you!"

"Quick, quick, there's a fire over there!"

"And this way!"
Chapter completed!