Reborn In 17th century India with Black Technology-Chapter 950: The Technology Is Leaked

After Charles made the decision, he left, and the group of intellectuals were ordered to set off in a few days, where they would be relocated to either Cambridge or Oxford as Senior professors.

As the members of the newly formed Royal Society of Natural Philosophy, they were promised luxurious lives, but in exchange, they will still be responsible for making further progress and tackling problems pertaining to the Stuart Atmospheric Steam Engine and try to improve its capabilities so that it could reach the same level, or at least as close as possible, to the one used by the Bharatiyas.

Of course, being a professor is just a cover for what they are tasked to do, but thankfully, due to the merits they had obtained by cracking the working of an atmospheric engine, they still got a lot more freedom than they previously had. They now had the privilege of talking to the people openly, to live with their family, have academic discussions with fellow scientists, live in a large mansion only a walking distance away from the research facility, and....if they wished to not completely waste the title of professor in one of the most prominent colleges of England, they could also teach a few classes in a month, calming their minds and earning some pocket money while they were at it.

As for the prototype they built? It was packed and shipped in multiple carriages, relocated to Newcastle for it to be reborn and replicated.

Since there were a couple of days to spare before setting off, most of the scientists did whatever they could to unwind themselves from the last few years of mindless and mind-numbing research.

Isaac Newton had just come back from London after meeting with His Majesty, so he did not go anywhere and simply immersed himself in the research of fractions and in finding interesting numbers and things in the binomial theorem. Isaac Burrow slept under a tree, deciding that his days were better spent basking in the sun. Henry Moorewood walked around the town curiously, looking at the way the leather makers worked. He had recently developed an interest in leather making, and since he is a chemist, a thought appeared in his mind whether it is possible to increase the lifespan of leather by developing a chemical reagent. And a few scientists made a travel group and travelled to Northampton.

Getting to Northampton, the people did not stick together either. Some people went to take a dip in the River Nene, some went to a whorehouse, while others simply went to a pub.

"2 more pints,*Burp!*", Jonas Moore shouted in a hoarse voice as he slammed down the jug onto the table, spilling what little beverage it had. He took a big gulp of the wine that had been newly served and clinked jugs with a Familiar scientist who had joined him across the table.

"I say, His Majesty Charles did the right thing, removing that Infidel’s name from the machine we built. Serves him right, honestly."

"Also, that Bruce, he must be fuming now, innit? Haha, all that effort and his traitorous Scottish recommendation tossed aside like nothing."

"Tell me, Edward, why’d they even choose him for the Royal Society? Sure, he knows his way around gears and cranks, but you’re far better."

Sitting opposite Jonas was Edward Fairchild, who wobbled like he was completely drunk, but he had a slight glint in his eyes that was imperceptible.

"Right, right—hic—you were dead right. If it weren’t for that Scottish filth, Alexander bloody Bruce, burp—I’da been in the Royal Society too! Hah! Serves him right losin’ face like that. Now come on—hic—drink more!"

"Haha, yesh!!" Jonas Moore drank a few more pints of beer and was completely drunk. He did not want to drink anymore, but under the encouragement of Edward Fairchild and being stimulated by the defeat of his rival, he continued to drink, and on his 5th pint, he burped and collapsed on his chair.

At this time, Edward Fairchild, who had collapsed onto the chair just like his partner, suddenly woke up with a dizzy head and leaned forward.

He directly put his hands into the shirt of Jonas Moore and took out a bundle of papers. He was in no position to do anything with the paper, so he quickly passed it on to the seat behind him, where a man quickly snatched the papers, copied their content to another paper, and 15 minutes later, he passed the original back.

Edward Fairchild, with his dexterous hands, stuffed the paper into the shirt of Jonas Moore; however, at this time, Jonas made a few sounds and opened his eyes.

Edward was shocked, but he thought quickly and suddenly lay down on the table, throwing up some alcohol while he was at it.

Jonas Moore felt weird. "Did someone touch me?" He was confused. "Huh, when did I open the collar button?" He looked around, not fully awake. He patted his chest to see if the document was still with him. Thankfully, it was.

Bidding farewell to the sleeping Edward and stumbling onto the carriage, he collapsed onto the floor and asked the carriage driver to take him back to Earls Barton.

The stolen documents travelled for several days and reached a secret research facility in Groningen, Netherlands.

The Royal Collegium of Natural Sciences of the Netherlands had already started to research the atmospheric steam engine of the Bharatiya Empire for the last four to five years. They were very close to completion, and now, with the designs obtained from the English, the steam engine was finally built.

The beacon of steam rose up in the Netherlands for the first time ever.

However, after the Netherlands, the Royal Academy of Natural Sciences in France also succeeded in researching an atmospheric steam engine.

Whether the Europeans liked to admit it or not, the Bharatiya Empire had a great influence in Europe. Due to the Bharatiya Empire, scientific talents were treated better, and inventors were being sought after. Most importantly, in order not to fall behind, each and every major nation in Europe had set up its own research organisation for the sole purpose of cracking all the technological advancements of the Bharatiya Empire so that they could replicate it on their own.

So, like pieces of dominoes, one research institute after another started to master the manufacturing technology of the atmospheric steam engine.

The Royal Society of Natural Philosophy of the English was the first, after which was the Royal Collegium for Natural Sciences of the Netherlands, Royal Academy of Natural Sciences of the French, Mediterranean Scientific Academy of the Italians, Electoral College of Sciences of the Prussians, Lusitanian Academy of Natural Sciences of the Portuguese, Royal College of Natural Sciences of the Swedish, Royal College of Natural Sciences of the Spanish, Royal Society of Natural Knowledge of the Polish-Lithuanians, and finally, it was the Imperial Commission of Science and Imperial Academy of Nature and Art of the Russians and the Holy Roman Empire who came up with the development at almost the same time.

In a continent where there are several hidden intelligence organisations, where even a naturally born person could be a spy who has inherited duty from his father, grandfather, or even from his earlier ancestors, keeping secrets is very hard.

Stuart Engine Ignites Industry, England Embraces Fire-Born Power

Williams Steam Engine Unveiled in Amsterdam, Dutch Industry Set to Roar

Bharatiya-Valenti Engine Demonstrated in Milan, A New Era for Italian Workshops

Bharatiya-Liebnitz Model Gains Traction in Prussia, Iron and Fire Give Life to the Mining Industry

Porto-Bharatiya Engine Rolled Out in Lisbon, Set to Revolutionise Mining in the Colony

Bharatiya-Tolosa Engine Enters Service in Madrid, Spanish Workshops Rush to Get Involved

Imperial Steam, Bharatiya-Mendeleev Engine Sparks Transformation Across Russian Mines

Steam Without Borders: Nations’ Race to Harness Atmospheric Power

Such were the newspaper headlines all over Europe after knowing that almost all the countries had already mastered the manufacturing of the atmospheric engine.

The European kings were rejoicing as they could now keep up with the iron and steel production speed of the Bharatiya Empire, which had been lagging behind due to the inability to mine resources at a fast rate, but what they did not know was that they were all being watched by the cold eyes of the Bharatiya agents spread across the continent.

Dorian came out of a restaurant with a smile, but this smile slowly faded away as he turned into an alley. In the blink of an eye, several pieces of information were passed to another person at the end of the alley using nothing but the reflection of the sunlight through the mirror and communicating in Kumar code.

After sending the message, Dorian let out a sigh of relief and left the alleyway, his heart filled with hope for the future. When he escaped Transylvania, carrying his sister on his shoulder, running next to the countless dead bodies of unfamiliar and even familiar faces like the neighbouring grandfather, he originally had no hope. But after remembering that a mysterious intelligence handler he had last worked with had told him to contact him, saying that there was a job for him, as if grasping the last straw, he took the opportunity and ran straight towards Chișinău.

Thankfully, the man was not cheating him, because when he showed the letter the man left behind, he was enlisted and was trained along with a few others in the art of espionage and secret communication. From the time he came out of the training class, he has been working for the mysterious organisation, which currently, as far as he could tell, only works for the Bharatiya Empire.

’Maybe after today I will be promoted, ’ he thought, a slight smile appearing on his face.

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Across the globe, in the Bharatiya Empire, the news about the Europeans inventing the atmospheric steam engine did not cause any waves because, primarily, the news had not reached yet, and secondly, even if it did, most of the people would not care, since they had already moved past several generations in the atmospheric steam engine and were also a huge step ahead by implementing and utilising the Kesari Engine.

Instead, there was excitement as the whole nation got busy digging canals in various places across the empire, putting their heart and soul into what the people are now calling the millennium infrastructure plan, meaning building infrastructure that will benefit for a thousand years.

"Boom"

A boulder was blasted apart using construction explosives near the Tungabhadra River so as to make way for the canal to be dug.

Thousands of people came with iron spears and shovels, widening the reservoir near the Indravati River, preparing to use it as a water diversion channel.

Elephants screamed in loud voices as they pulled trees from their roots near Thapi River. And in a few other locations, the construction companies started to construct large-scale temporary homes to act as residences for the Labourers for the next few years.

As time went on, all the canal construction projects were also given their own names by the people, like the Samudra-Maddiya Sangam Canal, for the longest 1250-kilometre canal connecting Ganga, Subarnarekha, Brahmani, Sone, and Narmada.

Vindhya-Jal-Setu, for a canal connecting Narmada, Betwa, Parbati, Chambal, and Mahi.

Dakshina-Wahini Canal for the one connecting Tapi, Wainganga, and Mahanadhi.

Indra-Maha Sangam Canal, for Indravati and Mahanadi.

Thar-Yamuna Jalpath for a canal connecting Luni and Yamuna.

Aravalli-Jal-Milaap Canal connecting Sabarmati and Banas.

Finally, the Dravida-Sangam Canal connects Tungabhadra and Kaveri.

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