TERRA EMPIRE: ON THE EVE OF WORLD WAR

Episode 18: DEMO WAFT SERIES TWO

The 'hidden' thing turned out to be a metal tube with a diameter of three meters, having holes all over its sides, while at the top there is a paralon pipe connected to a glass box containing a pile of garbage beside it. While next to the glass box filled with garbage there is another glass box full of sea water.

"WAFT series two is a development of the automatic irrigation system that we created earlier and this filter machine as a vital component that allows WAFT series two more advanced than the previous one..." Professor McQueen said. "...What kind of sophistication, let's see the following... "

Carl and his friend took to the stage, lifting a cylinder tube that had been tuned with the program inputted by the Professor to a computer on one side of the wall of the previous filter tube, which had been installed, then throw it into a glass box filled with murky water.

The professor turned to the audience, "The water in this glass box contains sea water, as a picture of the ocean where we will build the system. While the tube that has just been inserted is a two-series WAFT filter engine that is around the vehicle."

"On the filter tube there is a distiller pipe connected to the box containing a pile of garbage that functions as a planting vehicle, and look what happens when the filter machine works and someone spreads the corn seed that gets cultivated..." Professor McQueen took out a handful of seeds from a paper bag that had been on the table and placed them in a glass box containing a pile of garbage.

The vibrating filter tube is accompanied by a gentle heavy hum.Slowly the turbid water in the glass case decreases and continues to fall even though Carl then turns on the tap water to increase the volume discharge... and from the paralon pipe out the water that soaks the garbage pile.

"In this demo mockup we can see how the flow of glaciers down into the sea can drop up to five to ten inches after the filter tube consumes water greedily in a short time...with a hundred tubes like this alone we can see the dangers that can be prevented from the potential to increase sea water later...with this filter tube, the ocean field system can reduce the volume of seawater around the perimeter while draining the distilled sea water into the glass containing this waste to give life to the seeds in it."

The camera mounted on top of the glass box sent images to a large screen that left people throughout the room amazed ten minutes later, when some small leaves burst out from the sinking point of the seeds dropped by the professor. Everyone applauded in admiration.

"The seed grew in just fifteen minutes?" Howard Tramp whispered in admiration to his son.

Tramp Junior nodded proudly, "The harvest only takes one or two weeks."

"Brothers, this is the ability of the WAFT system series two.We are able to build a new agricultural model in the form of corn, wheat, or rice fields in the middle of the ocean with a rapid production process..." Professor McQueen said out loud to compensate for the rumbling of applause that never stopped. “, you can raid the grilled corns on the row of tables on your left to enjoy what the produce of this sea farm feels like.”

"Impressive demonstration, Professor," President Tramp praised as he shook Archibald McQueen's hand as the scientist stepped off the stage.

"Thank you, Mr. The president! I hope this concept can be offered to the USDA, we are ready to send proposals if they are interested" the scientist responded.

"Sure! Farm in the middle of the ocean. Who thought of such an idea," Senior Tramp shook his head as if inexhaustible. “Tell me, how big are the rides you have in mind in the construction of this system?”

Duncan Tramp replied, "We've already experimented with this system on a two-hundred-meter area of water near Cabrillo Beach. The result we managed to harvest about two tons of corn within a month.”

Aghast Senior Tramp, “That much?”

“That's much!” Junior Tramp nodded. “And what the Professor has in mind is to change the area of thirty hectares in the waters near the Antarctic continent, as originally.”

“You know what will happen with that much result?” Senior Tramp frowned.

Duncan Tramp noticed the look in his father's eyes before replying, “It depends on which angle Dad sees it.”

Howard Tramp laughs, “Our work will multiply, son!”

“That means we do need to work with USDA,” said Professor McQueen.

“Sure, Professor...certain.” comments the President. “I'm sure they will be happy to contact you.”

“More..” said Archibald McQueen smiled happily but at the same time his smile was lost when he saw one of the Presidential guards, a dark, burly man with sunglasses, blocking Lana and Jordan. “…but before that cooperation happens, can I ask for cooperation from your men? My daughter wants to take pictures with you.”

“Let them pass, Jack!” reprimand President Tramp with a wave of hands.

“Happy to meet you, Mr. Tramp,” Lana unfolds her sweetest smile. “Last met you, the gray color in your hair has not been as much as now.”

“Hei..hei don't talk carelessly Lana,” the father warns while Duncan Tramp explodes in laughter.

“Your son is not only more beautiful but also more funny, Archie..” said Duncan Tramp. “...From childhood he always managed to make me laugh.”

“Can I request a photo with your father, Mr Duncan?” Lana asked timidly.

“Why don't you ask it yourself?” Duncan glanced at his father.

“Are we going to take a selfie or should I ask my son to take a picture for us?” senior God Tramp.

Lana giggles, “Don't, I don't feel good about Mr. Junior Tramp. We'll take a selfie.”

“OK..” Howard Tramp smiling nods.

“Come, Jordan! You also come..” said Lana while preparing her phone camera.

“Good girl. Invite him here often,” comments Duncan.

“I've brought him here several times, really! It's just that you guys haven't had time to meet.”

“I'm too busy, huh?” Duncan.

“Not! Lana is the one who does not really like to attend events like this. Boring said. Only tonight he was forced to come because there was no food at home, because our housekeeper was having family problems so he could not serve, he said, as he invited his schoolmates to dinner together,” Archibald McQueen said to Duncan Tramp while his daughter took several poses with her colleague father and schoolmate. At that time he realized something was wrong in Lana's body. “And I feel safer carrying it even though I am aware of the risks he likes to wander around at will.”

“Enough?” Howard Tramp inquired amusedly after the ‘berfoto’ session is over. “You didn't ask for my autograph?”

“I think it's enough, Mr. President,” Archibald McQueen interrupts before Lana answers. The man held onto Lana's shoulder to remind her what she was wearing. “For Lana and Jordan must return to the warehouse to return what he took from there.”

Lana suddenly became embarrassed to realize that she had not had time to remove the safety vest she tried with Jordan in the warehouse, “Gosh, I completely forgot, Daddy! Pardon me! I rushed down as soon as the security guard told me Mr. The President has already started making speeches to open the event.”

“Luckily you are not late,” Tramp Senior smiled widely, seemed happy to get such an enthusiastic fan.

“As father said, your speech is indeed good, Mr. Tramp,” praise Lana.

“Thank you, sweet boy,” said the President with a beaming face.

“Lanaa..” Professor McQueen warned.

“Iya, father... I'm going there now.” Lana laughs amusedly. “You want to accompany me again to the warehouse right, Jordan?”

“Sure!” Jordan smiled.

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