Chapter 725 707. Taboo
After confirming that the blood of the ancient gods on the original [Turbid Current] seemed to just give the leader of the second phase of the regiment nightmares during the forging, Lan En breathed a sigh of relief.
But before he left, he still warned that if there were other physical or mental problems, he should self-isolate in time and then notify him to deal with it.
Although Lan En can't actually deal with the pollution caused by the blood of the ancient gods, isn't there the Lady of the Lake behind him?
When it's time to leave, he can take people to the magical world, ask the Lady of the Lake to help purify the uncleanness, and then use the elf beacon to send the people back.
During this week, Lan En also took the time to use the elf beacon to leave a mark on the world, which can be used as a mark for future travel through the celestial sphere intersection.
The nature in this world is so prosperous, whether it is prosperous natural resources, medicinal materials, or special biological materials. Whether it is ecological knowledge or monster knowledge, Lan En feels that this world is like a treasure.
And he has a very good relationship with the New World Investigation Team, which is also a good basis for future contacts.
Now, the elf beacon in Lan En's hand has left the coordinates of two worlds: the ancient Greek world where Cassandra lives, and this natural ecological world.
When Lan En left with his [Turbid Current·Destruction] on his back, the leader of the second group also left the small workshop and returned to the melting pot.
As soon as he entered the door, his eldest apprentice threw him a bottle of yellow [Vitality Drink], which is a hunter's drink used to restore energy.
"Master, are you okay?"
The bald man opened the bottle and drank it in three or two gulps. In the past few days, he has drank more than a dozen bottles of this.
"Pfft~" After drinking it in one breath, the bald man was stimulated by the drink and his whole body became alert. "It's okay! Everyone, just do what you should do and stop crowding around."
But after he spoke, he found that all these young disciples had sneers on their faces.
"That's easy to say, master. But when it comes to a good job like that, he does it all by himself, and refuses to even let us help him, huh."
The bald man looked at his eldest apprentice, but I found that he also tilted his head and muttered: "That's cologne material! It is my lifelong ideal to use cologne material to make equipment!"
So the leader of the second phase could only wear insulated gloves. He scratched his head with his hands, leaving traces of ashes on his gloves on his shiny forehead. Smiling in the face of the 'anger' of many disciples and colleagues.
The route between the New World and the Old World has always been unstable. All those who joined the New World Survey Team were actually prepared not to go home for at least ten years.
As for the craftsmen who can make such preparations and insist on going to the New World, they are basically all pursuing pursuits in the technical field, or simply regard technology as the meaning of life.
The purpose of coming to the New World is to discover new monsters, new materials, and then develop new technologies.
Then last week, the boss of the forging area. I took a bunch of materials from an ancient dragon that I had never discovered before and started the furnace. No one brought them with me, not even the attackers!
What does it mean?
It’s understandable that you want to make progress, but how can you make progress alone?
So even the leader of the second phase of the regiment understands the resentment of his apprentices and colleagues.
But there is nothing he can do! The pile of things Lan En threw over were so evil that these people were obviously not qualified to touch them!
Not only among hunters, there are rumors that "unqualified hunters cannot wear high-end equipment, otherwise they will be driven crazy by the monster essence in the equipment."
There is also a blacksmith version in Blacksmith.
For example, a story about a blind blacksmith who took over the material of an ancient dragon and ended up injuring himself.
The blacksmiths in this world even put the monster's venom bags and flame bags into weapons and equipment with activity.
If the processing technology is not good, these materials are not harmless dead things.
It will hurt people!
Reluctantly, everyone in the forging area now feels that the leader is living alone.
Although they are not really angry because of this, they are definitely unhappy.
It is true that the mental state of people in this world is healthy, but it does not mean that their emotions have not fluctuated all the time.
So the bald man's one eye rolled around, thinking that he could only let these guys see through it a little, and then this matter could be settled.
Although among senior craftsmen, those who are below the default level are not qualified to know this information. But this is in the New World, and a series of terrible changes are about to happen.
The default rules don’t have to be too rigid at this time. So the leader of the second group coughed lightly and began to describe the torture he suffered while forging that mysterious giant sword.
In the past, the apprentices who only knew that poorly handled monster material could hurt people, but had not experienced much mental torture, now listened to it in a way that was close to 'listening to a legendary story' Follow the master's narration.
".So!" The bald man slapped his chest with an expression like 'I've paid so much and you still blame me'. "Can you come here with this kind of thing? In the old continent, you are not even allowed to know about this kind of equipment! Are you still clamoring to fight and watch?"
A group of disciples looked at it The master was feeling haggard, relying on a sip of [Vitality Drink] to hold on, so he believed most of it.
So no one cared about anything else, and their eyes were all excited.
They didn't know before that there was such a device that could bring psychological pressure to people and even drive them crazy just by its existence.
Not only are they not afraid now, they actually see lofty goals.
Only the eldest disciple with the most seniority and skills asked with a frown.
“Master, you said that you used an ‘old method that you have seen before’ to melt the sword, which is an almost ritual forging method. I haven’t heard you talk about it? ”
The leader of the second phase of the group froze.
The expression of relief just now because the attention of the apprentice and colleagues was diverted, in a moment of distortion, showed a moment of fear and a feeling of avoiding memories.
But because the memories are too far away, these fearful emotions only burst out instinctively for a moment, and then were forgotten again.
It was like a veteran who had been away from the battlefield for a long time, constantly describing the horror of the battlefield. But in fact, he himself had somewhat forgotten the emotions he felt when he was young, and only remembered the concept of 'fear'.
“Oh, I’ve told you this much, it doesn’t matter if I reveal the rest a little bit.”
“When I was young, I studied in the Old Continent and became a disciple. I saw this method when I passed a place."
As the leader of the second phase of the group narrated, an inexplicable sense of heaviness spread, and the entire furnace became quiet.
“Ancient Shulet King City. You must have heard of this place at some point, right?”
The pupils of everyone present involuntarily shrank at this moment.
"I saw that spear there - the black dragon spear was terrifying just to look at."
The bald man seemed to be murmuring some kind of nursery rhyme story.
“Those who are injected with the dragon veins of the earth to suppress evil thoughts and cruelty, and are stored in the east gate of the imperial body.”
“Inherited the ultimate power, and can bring about natural disaster-level destruction with just one blow. ! ”
"Of course, I don't have the ability to find the earth's dragon veins here, so I just set up a shrine just like this."
In the deep silence, the eldest apprentice swallowed his saliva and looked at him with disbelief. Look at the master.
“You are saying that what you took over before was a weapon comparable to Black.’s spear?!”
“Who knows? After all, it’s just an incomplete body. I can You are not arrogant enough to make a weapon that can match the black dragon material."
When the leader of the second phase team said the word 'black dragon' several times, everyone present was conscious or unconscious. He lowered his head, as if he was tabooing something.
In the end, [Vitality Drink] did not allow the bald man to gain energy beyond ordinary people.
The leader of the second group just sat at the door of the furnace, tilting his head and falling asleep.
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(End of this chapter)