Chapter 187 187. Steelmaking, living weapons
Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
Air coral base.
The vein of Haiyou Mine.
A group of people holding mining pickaxes were looking at the golem struggling to dig in the mine in amazement - this golem was holding a mining pickaxe made of No. 1 alloy, which was extremely hard.
It seems to be tireless, mining the ore in this almost open-pit offshore oil mine with extremely standard movements.
The bright light emitted by the jellyfish swimming nearby shines on its shell, reflecting a cold and hard metallic color, like the sweat it exudes.
Dark black ore was excavated by it, and the gray demon ants were waiting nearby. Whenever an ore was excavated, they used their small bodies to carry the huge ore.
The gray demon ants came in groups and slowly walked aside, dumping the ore they carried into a pool nearby.
The surface of a coiled obsidian vine at the bottom of the pool immediately lit up with magical light, sucking all the ore in - it was transporting the ore to the ore warehouse.
The golem, the gray demon ant colony, and the wood-obsidian curved vine work together harmoniously and smoothly.
In just a short period of time, nearly a ton of Haiyou raw ore has been mined. Even the obsidian vines and gray magic ants were overloaded and fell into a state of exhaustion.
Only the golem is still working endlessly.
Nowadays, the number of ores mined on the seabed is gradually increasing. It will definitely cause some trouble to rely solely on manpower for transportation, and it is also difficult to make statistics on warehousing.
So Croya simply engraved all the remaining obsidian vines with space transmission arrays, and built a connected transportation array at the air coral base.
After all, it is not an existence like Mu Yaoqu Vine King that is nourished by the fountain of life and endless magic power. The number of items that can be transported is limited, and the distance is also limited.
Even if Croya soaked it with the magic power of the ethereal world for a few days, at most it could barely cover the underwater air coral base.
As the amount of ore transported increases, it will also fall into a state of exhaustion and need to be slowly recovered.
But even so, it saves a lot of trouble.
Seeing that each of the golems had done more than them, the miners finally couldn't help but relax, and then started chatting:
"Lord Kroya has done a great job with this golem."
"Won't it get tired?"
"We can't mine the golem fast enough, Lord Kroya. Don't you want us?"
His words caused good-natured laughter from his companions: "What are you thinking?"
One of the men has been working as a miner at the Air Coral Base for two months. He patted the shoulder of this young man who had just arrived.
"As long as you want to do it, adults will definitely let you continue to do it, but do you just want to be a miner for the rest of your life?"
The man proudly took something from his pocket. A small notebook came out. The paper in the notebook was light yellow with a frosted texture.
There are many patterns and words densely recorded on it. Although it is a bit like a mantra to drive away demons, it is at least a book, a carrier of knowledge.
In the eyes of these peasant servants, who were once the lowest level of the people, paper and writing were almost all high-class, treasures exclusive to the nobility.
So when he took it out like this, several people around him were surprised and asked: "What is this?"
"This is a course offered by adults."
His expression became very pious and respectful: "As long as you apply, you will have the opportunity to study in a class called a cram school opened by adults!"
"Hey, I won't hide it from you either."
"I am currently studying in the cram school set up by Mr. Samuel. When I learn it, I can work in the factory!"
“Do you know what is inside the factory?”
“The ore we mine and the production of these golems all come from the factory!”
Speaking of His tone at the end was almost fanatical.
It is simply unbelievable that an ordinary farm servant would have the opportunity to be exposed to such a thing.
"If you want to learn, I can take you to sign up, but we have to get things done first!" The man promised, patting his chest.
The other people looked at each other, and then immediately started to help the golem continue to mine ore without saying a word. The speed was quite fast, and they even almost caught up with the golem.
After a few hours of jingling like this, as the surrounding jellyfish left, the surroundings suddenly became a little dark.
There is also a faint sound of "ding bells" coming from the ocean.
This means that today’s working hours are over, and the farm servants working in the mining farm can go back.
Chloe does not advocate working hard day and night, as this will only drain their bodies, so the daily working hours are actually only until seven o'clock in the evening.
After seven o'clock, the miners who are still working in the mine have to leave to rest in order to achieve sustainable development.
Anyway, Croya didn’t lack the little time they had to fight for.
The work of mining ores is of course very tiring, but now their hearts have been filled with the temptation of knowledge, and they do not feel tired at all.
"Brother Arthur, let's go quickly!"
"We'll treat you to a drink later!"
After the mining came to an end, they pulled the tall man Arthur, a handsome man, couldn’t wait to go and see it.
The latter also understood their feelings, did not show off, nodded and said: "Let's go!"
The miners left the tools directly on the tool rack aside, and then embarked on the return journey.
Guided by the light of the small lantern-like trees growing on both sides of the road, they quickly returned to the underwater town.
This submarine town covers an area of about five square kilometers. The overall location is directly below the submarine ranch. It is a town built after the wind-eroded sandworm construction team dug out the rock formations.
Its building material is also white soft mud. There are houses and buildings of various sizes in the town, most of which are dormitories for workers who work hard on the seabed.
The underwater town was very lively at this time, because people who had been busy outside all day had come back one after another.
Looking from a distance, the entire town can be said to be brightly lit - a light source that seems extremely precious to the outside world. For Croya, it is just a matter of transforming a few Warcraft and Demonic Plants.
The workers who came back were talking and laughing. Some planned to go home to take a bath first, while others couldn't wait to go have a drink and a meal.
After entering the town, Arthur and his party did not go to the tavern to eat and drink first, but came to a huge building in the deepest part of the town.
This building is surrounded by light blue mist, and some large sharks are vaguely visible patrolling the mist. After feeling the strange atmosphere, the sharks immediately gathered over.
These giant sharks, which were as big as submarines, stared at the strangers with their small eyes, and the magic patterns on their bodies shone brightly.
If they don't give a suitable explanation immediately, they will be greeted by the shark's magical energy breath - the magical energy breath of the third-level magic shark is enough to turn them into ashes.
Where have the miners seen such a scene?
Although they are relatively well-informed compared to most people, it feels quite bad to be stared at by a group of huge sharks.
At this time, Arthur took out a small golden badge in the shape of a sun.
The sharks sensed the magic power that belonged to Croya on the golden sun badge, and immediately swam away with their heads shaking.
Arthur breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat - it was actually his first time here, and he didn't expect this badge to be so useful.
He and several companions quickly passed through the blue mist, and quickly entered the underground level through a small door on the side of the factory. It is very hot here, and in the huge open space there is only a small, chubby tree staring at a small grass that exudes a steady stream of golden light.
Shirtless workers are throwing the collected iron ore after preliminary processing onto the conveyor belt next to the tree.
After the halo of energy storage trees and night-bright grass shines on the iron ore, the iron ore will melt like ice cream and be sent to a blast furnace in the distance along the conveyor belt.
The blast furnace is even more special -
Seven energy storage trees topped with luminous grass surround the blast furnace made of crystal. The golden light they emit is refracted by the cover made of magic crystal. Get inside the furnace.
Looking from a distance, it looks like seven rays of sunlight shining on a blast furnace. Under such terrifying heat energy, the molten iron in the crystal blast furnace quickly melts completely and turns into a golden liquid.
Besides, workers in work clothes were adjusting the magic output of the small trees in the magic circle to ensure that the molten iron in the blast furnace received sufficient temperature.
This crystal blast furnace was made by Croya himself. It is a treasure that today's apprentices cannot possibly make.
So even the workers are careful when operating.
Seeing such a magical scene, Arthur and the others did not dare to move, for fear that they would affect the operation of the factory, which would be a life-threatening situation.
"Huh?"
Someone discovered them.
A man in work clothes came over with a serious expression: "Why are you here at the steelmaking factory?"
The worker was very vigilant and had already pinched an alarm in his pocket. He pressed it, and the Ether Demonic Wolf who maintained order immediately rushed over.
Arthur quickly took out the sun badge again and explained: "Sir Samuel said there are courses here to learn..."
Before he finished speaking, the worker's face turned serious He faded away and his eyes lit up: "Brother Samir said, come here quickly!"
He couldn't wait to lead a few people who were a little confused down the ladder on the side and arrived at the refinery. The second underground floor of the steel factory.
After sending the people here, the worker turned around and went back - he still had things to do.
Arthur and the others looked at it curiously, the scene here was even more exaggerated than above.
Clumps of luminous grass grow densely on the ceiling and walls. The light they emit is controlled by the magic circle and turned into heat energy that can be used at any time.
The entire space was filled with unbearable high temperatures, almost like being exposed to the sun.
Samuel was shirtless and hitting a piece of steel in front of him with a heavy hammer. From time to time, he would need the surrounding luminous grass to irradiate the steel with heat to soften it.
The muscles on his body are bulging high, sweat is flowing on his body, and his expression is intoxicated. Every time he strikes, he will inject his own magic into the steel.
The steel block became brighter and brighter under his beating.
Gradually there is a touch of deep gold.
At this time, he stopped and directly reached out and picked up the piece of steel.
But the strange thing is that the hot temperature inside did not burn his fingers at all. The piece of steel seemed to have self-awareness, gently "holding" Samir's fingers.
“It’s finally done.”
Samuel sighed deeply, and then he noticed Arthur and his party next to him, with a smile on his face: “You guys came just in time. , come here."
He walked quickly to the side and entered a small room.
Arthur and others also followed in.
As soon as I entered, I was shocked because this small room was filled with various turtle statues.
These statues are lifelike and seem to be deliberately imitating human postures, which is really eye-catching.
A turtle with a crystal on its back is sitting among the statues with a blood-red candy, crunching and chewing. It doesn’t know what’s going on, it seems listless.
"Teacher Crystal."
Samir handed it the steel in his hand: "I just made this, what do you think about it?"
His expression was very respectful.
"Yeah."
The Crystal Turtle took the steel and looked it up and down, "It's okay."
After making the evaluation It stepped on the ground with its short turtle feet, and a downward passage immediately appeared on the ground beside it.
It glanced at Arthur and others and asked:
"Are these people also going to learn this?"
"Yes."
"Then let's go take a look first. It still depends on whether they can make those guys take notice."
After saying that, it continued to chew on its hand. The blood-red candy in it seemed to have some back pain, like an old man who had overindulged in sex.
Arthur and the others felt more and more strange, and even Arthur was a little confused - didn't he come to learn how to make weapons and golems? Why do you feel so sneaky?
But out of trust in Samir, they followed obediently.
......
After entering the third underground floor, the environment here has undergone very obvious changes, and the surroundings are filled with blue magic flow.
There are also some cat-like guys jumping around and playing. They are not curious at all when they see someone coming and continue to play and play.
Further away, there is a small tree standing. The small tree is surrounded by various gems, and its branches are also hung with various gems.
The sparkle and brilliance from gems simply blinded the eyes of Arthur and others. For the first time, they clearly felt why nobles like gems.
"Follow me, don't walk randomly."
Samir led a few people to the side of the small tree, pointed to the things placed aside and said:
"Look , This is what I want you to learn.”
A few people looked quickly, and what they saw was a pile of weapons such as swords, guns, and sticks placed on the ground.
When they saw these weapons, the weapons suddenly started to move, circling around them one by one, as if they were observing them.
They could clearly feel that these weapons were alive, just like the Warcraft they had seen before, possessing fresh vitality.
A living weapon?
A few people looked at Samir in confusion.
“This is the living weapon that Lord Croya asked me to research.”
Samuel’s eyes were sparkling.
Thanks to Mr. Yue Hua for the reward.
Thanks to Sui Li, Haoyu Chenxi, Yue Hua, Nuo Nuo’s royal shovel officer, confused migrant worker, book friend 20210604070342395, and Mr. Qingfengying for their monthly votes.
Today's family gathering...a little less QAQ
(End of this chapter)