Chapter 324: Accumulation [2 in 1 Chapter]

After saying goodbye to Tiffany's, Du Dian left the castle directly. He thought that he could learn from other people's experience and gain something this time. He didn't expect that the so-called seminar on magic would just stay on the discussion of basic magic, and there was nothing fancy about it. The innovation made him quite disappointed, but to say that the gains were not completely lost, at least he found out what the level of other high-level angels was.

The weaker the others, the better for him.

After returning to the castle in the carriage, Du Dian immediately got into his underground laboratory. The last time the shark spear weapon he made had insufficient launch power. He has already thought of a solution in the past few days, although this method is exposed. , it will cause an uproar, but he has already made a design drawing and a complete magical model, as well as the overall concept, and when it is pushed out, it will be the moment to completely stabilize his temple position, and, in order to let Patton and Joseph To successfully enter the Holy See of Light and the military, he also needs to use the identity of the temple.

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The Temple of Elements, in a certain castle.

Quepos sat on the chair, rubbed his neck lightly, and threw aside the divine art paper in front of him. Since he passed the age of sixty, his health has been deteriorating. The position of review is extremely easy. After all, the number of senior envoys is limited, and there is less time for seminars. Usually there are only seven or eight papers a month. If there are more than ten papers, the review can be completed quickly and effortlessly. , but now that he hasn't finished reading a paper, he feels sore shoulders and muscle pain, and his eyes are a little dim.

He leaned back on the chair, gasped lightly, and glanced at the maid next to him.

The maid served him for many years, and she immediately understood and came to help him knead his shoulders.

"Hey, I'm old..." Quepos sighed, he no longer has the heart to contemplate new magical techniques. After all, his identity is a master. If the magical techniques he conceived are too low-level, he will only lose his worth, and advanced divine techniques will only cost him money. , All it takes a lot of energy to conceive and produce. He is powerless and can only pass on some of his own inspiration to his students, so that they can study and produce. If they become famous, this honor will also be Accumulated on him, he has a face, and he only needs to review a research discussion paper of a high-level envoy every few days, and he can receive extra generous rewards in the temple. It's just that this decent and easy job now makes him feel a little hard.

He has thought about it several times, relying on his identity to exchange "God's Blessing" in the temple to transform his body and restore its vitality. This is also advocated in the temple, and there are even exchange promotions for these elderly masters. It's just that he has heard some rumors about God's blessings, plus what he has seen and heard, he is unwilling to be stained with this filthy thing, even if the latter can bring him a body full of strength and long-term life, He didn't want to touch either.

"Grandmaster,

This is the Divine Art of the Thirteenth Fort of the month. ' A middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper entered the doorway cautiously.

Quepos felt a little bored in his heart, but nodded and said, "Let it go."

The butler respectfully presented it and then left.

Quepos glanced at the clean-covered divine art paper, too lazy to pay attention, closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed the maid's kneading. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the divine art paper just presented. In the thesis, "Recently, the little guy named 'Du Di'an' in our wood system, who has just been promoted to a senior god, seems to be assigned to the god castle, the Thirteenth Fort..."

Thinking of this, he immediately sat up straight, and when the maid saw this, she immediately stopped and stepped aside.

Quepos opened the magic paper and looked at it. The writing on it was neat, which made him more satisfied. He glanced at first, and soon saw the word "Du Di'an", and then he looked at it seriously. When he got up, the look of surprise on his face grew. After a while, his eyes closed at the end of the divine art paper, and there was a hint of thought in his eyes, "It seems that this little guy's shortcoming. It doesn't seem to take longer than we old guys imagined. It's been less than a year after entering the temple, and it is possible to analyze such a small plant as 'thorn awn' so thoroughly. The angle of looking at the problem is also very sharp, but it is a malleable Talent, in the future, I may not only become a master, but also a relatively outstanding master, and then I will use some means to obtain the title of 'outstanding master' by borrowing the qualifications of the 'era' medal."

He pondered a little, and immediately picked up the pen to write.

"With such a talented person, I should try to win him over as soon as possible while he is still young. The consortium he belongs to is the Xinshi Consortium, and he has not been invited by any other consortium so far. It can be seen that he is a person who values ​​love and justice." Quepos thought to himself. Then, the pen in his hand quickly wrote his own comments and reward points at the end of the three signed papers. After writing, he blew lightly to make the ink dry faster, and then took out a letter from another place. , wrote it quickly, finished it quickly, stuffed the letter into the envelope, called the housekeeper outside, and said, "This letter, send it to Angel Du Di'an, I have finished reviewing this paper, send it back."

The butler was stunned for a moment, hurriedly accepted the promise, turned around and stepped back.

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In the Thirteenth Citadel.

Tiffany and the old man in the red cotton jacket, as well as the middle-aged man with a hook nose and another middle-aged man in a black suit were sitting in the manor, drinking afternoon tea, and chatting about some curious questions about his insights and explorations in magic.

"Since the gold-based alloys came out, steel and alloy materials have quickly occupied the market, and our wood tools and magical techniques have fallen out of fashion, including bows, which used to be wooden bows, but now the gold-based guys are trying to use them in vain. Bow chords are made of steel, hum, don't think about the elasticity." Another middle-aged man in a suit snorted coldly.

Tiffany nodded slightly. She had a deep understanding that wood was eliminated from the market, which was a great blow to these wood-based gods, which meant that their wood-based magic could be replaced by gold-based magic, and they were superior. And win.

"I've been researching the difference between wood and metal recently. I believe that the importance of our wood system is definitely better than that of gold!" The old man in the red cotton jacket said with deep eyes. The feelings of the department are deeply rooted. When he was young, he slept with wood almost every day. It was absolutely unacceptable that cold metal could replace wood that can be used for fire.

The hook-nosed middle-aged man snorted softly, and was about to say something when a carriage approached outside, and one person got off the carriage. It was the middle-aged man who was the housekeeper in front of Quepos. He saw Tiffany in the manor at a glance. The four of them, their eyes lit up, immediately strode over and said with a smile, "Are they all so leisurely?"

The old man in the red cotton jacket and others were obviously familiar with him. They were surprised when they saw him, and said, "The review is over so soon?"

"Well, Master Quepos just happened to review another paper there today, and you happened to be in time, so you will review it together." The middle-aged butler smiled.

Tiffany said with a smile: "This is good luck, let's see how it turns out?"

The middle-aged butler smiled, handed her the paper in his hand, and said, "Look first, I have something else to do, see you later." After speaking, he turned and left, got on the carriage and went straight out of the castle.

At the same time as the carriage drove out, Tiffany quickly unwrapped the wrapping paper on the outside of the paper, and quickly swept to the comments and rewards at the end. He was suddenly surprised, "Two hundred points? This, so many?"

The old man in the red cotton jacket was surprised when he saw it close, and said happily: "The first one is only two hundred points, which is equivalent to the points obtained by a two-star divine art work. Wouldn't it be six hundred points if there are three points? Take it out? If you give us ten percent of points, you can also get more than ten points, haha..."

The middle-aged man with hook nose next to him was heartbroken. Although he was a high-level divine envoy, it was a lot of money to get 200 points for participating in a seminar. You can easily create a two-star divine art.

Tiffany sighed, "It's just that the 'Thorn awn' plant has so many points. If you write all the other plants in the plant illustration, wouldn't you be able to get the master's points directly?"

The old man in the red cotton jacket smiled and said: "You think too much, this time I gave two hundred, it should be based on this kind of utilization thinking, any plant can be analyzed and utilized according to this kind of thinking, so I will use this method to study. For a plant, it would be good to have ten comfort points."

"That's true." Tiffany opened the second article, and it turned out to be 200 points. There was also a sense of appreciation in the comment. When she opened the third article, the smile on her face was stunned, and she blinked. Blinking my eyes and looking again, I found that I was not mistaken, there is no point reward below, and the comment is very straightforward: "It's not feasible!"

The hook-nosed middle-aged man guessed that the third paper was his own. Seeing her dazed expression, her heart skipped a beat, her blood quickened, and a surprise thought came out. Could it be that she has not gotten less than 200 points?

Tiffany looked up at him, saw the surprise in his eyes, and moved the corner of his mouth, took out his paper and handed it to him.

The hook-nosed middle-aged man quickly took it and looked at it, his excited heart suddenly drenched like cold water, and he was stunned on the spot.

The old man in the red cotton jacket saw his appearance, and even comforted: "Since Master Kebos said that it is not feasible, it means that there are still some problems here. I think if we want to know more, we should visit the lower military headquarters to learn more, maybe we will know. What's the problem."

The hook-nosed middle-aged man turned blue and red, gloomy, and turned away while clutching the paper.

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In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

It was just dawn, Du Dian got up on time, read the newspaper while eating breakfast, and at the same time ordered nicotine to rent a mammoth car today, and prepare some cloth to wrap things.

"Military newspaper."

"The savages occupy the Red Maple Mountains, and the terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The army made a fourth night attack at 7 o'clock yesterday evening. After conquering the Red Maple Mountains, they were attacked by savages again..."

Du Dian glanced at the newspaper. Now he is in a high position, and he has communicated with Old Fulin many times. He has learned how to read and understand the newspaper. The fourth night attack of the military is true, but it will defeat the savages... but it is very likely It's just to annihilate a small team of men and horses. Otherwise, he will not mention it in the description, and he has seen the map and deduced the terrain of the Hongfeng Mountains. According to the number of troops and horses sent by the military, it is too difficult to capture the Hongfeng Mountains. , unless the Guard is dispatched, if the Guard is dispatched, there must be a record in the newspaper.

But the Guards were not mentioned above, so it was difficult for the soldiers on the surface of the army to take down the Red Maple Mountains, and he had already guessed the purpose of the army, and he was going to take the final defense at the city wall of the living area. , At present, the attack on the Red Maple Mountains is only a symbolic harassment, expressing his responsibilities, so as not to be gossiped by the consortium or the Holy See of Light.

As for why rely on the walls of the living quarters for defense? In the past few days, Du Dian has also thought about this problem in the gap of the experiment. There are many reasons, but he thinks the two most likely factors are, first, relying on the defense of the city wall can reduce the consumption of soldiers in the army, Second, through the defense of the city wall, it can reflect the sacrifices and efforts made by the military to defend the civilians, thus winning the love of the people, and quelling the public grievances caused by the military's repeated recruitment during the defense of the fort some time ago.

"Not only must we win this war, but we must also maximize our own interests..." Du Dian put down the newspaper and muttered to himself, feeling that he had learned something, but he did not have the joy of harvesting.

After eating breakfast, he sat in the hall and waited quietly, while thinking about other things, and gently kneading a ball of ooze with his left hand. This was another way he thought of to exercise the flexibility of his left hand. This is not mud, but plasticine. It can be easily made with the current technology. It is not difficult to make. It can be made with the main ingredients of salt, oil and flour.

He used his left hand to exercise and knead it into a ball. The plasticine is small and portable, so he can exercise at any time, and because he is unconscious, his hands will not feel sore after kneading for a long time.

After a while, the nicotine came back and said, "Master, everything you want is ready."

Du Dian nodded slightly and continued to wait.

After a while, Kaqi and Guinness returned together. The two are now a little less casual with Du Di'an. These days, they have clearly recognized the energy and background of this young man. They used to think that Du Di'an was supported by someone behind him. Therefore, it was taken into consideration, but only after contacting during this period of time did I know that the background of this young man was himself!

Especially the pile of letterheads that Du Dian brought back, as well as the people who have come to visit in the past few days, including reporters from news agencies, diplomats of big financial groups, ordinary nobles and wealthy businessmen, etc. There are all kinds of people, so It can be seen how powerful the head of this castle is, no less than those famous nobles or business giants who have been operating for decades.

"How is the situation there?" Du Dian asked.

Kaqi shrugged and said: "I really don't know, I was startled when I saw it. When Guinness and I sneaked in, the mountain range was completely occupied by savages, and the army wanted to take it down. It’s hard enough to send guards, and these savages are also equipped with swords, I can’t understand, these primitive people dressed like orangutans, where did the swords come from? theirs?"