"Please, go ahead, Sir Nalant!" Ram the dwarf had no idea what he meant, but in order to make the deal happen, he replied politely.
"Mm, wait a moment!" Nalant did not explain right away. Instead, he took out a sheet of paper from his spatial ring, spent a moment drawing, then handed it to Ram.
Black Tower immediately leaned in as well.
Yet the two dwarves studied the drawing for a long while and still could not make out what it depicted. All they could see was a straight line winding back and forth, like a great many rings, yet not quite rings.
As the two puzzled over it, Nalant spoke again. "Ram, can the carriage compartment and the chassis beneath it be separated?"
"Yes, Sir Nalant. Are you planning to dismantle the carriage?"
"Not exactly. You see the pattern on this drawing? It is called a spring, made by bending a straight iron rod."
"I think that if we make several springs like these and install them beneath the carriage compartment, they can reduce the jolting when the carriage travels over the road!"
Nalant had ridden in quite a few carriages in this other world. With soft cushions laid inside, they were certainly much more comfortable than riding a horse, but compared to the cars—or even electric scooters—of his previous life, they were nowhere close. They jolted far too badly.
So, if possible, he absolutely needed to make his carriage a little more perfect.
And judging by the carriage's structure, he truly felt this modification might succeed.
"Springs? Installed on a carriage? To reduce jolting?" Though Nalant had explained it, this was the first time such a thing had appeared in this world. Ram and Black Tower still could not understand.
Seeing this, Nalant knew it was probably