The Final Evolution Limit! Struggling in the Misty Mountains! Chapter 41: Looting Is Also a Technical Job

Chapter 41: Searching is also a technical activity

Obviously, the things Saruman put here should be the result of the hard work of the dwarves in the past. They were taken from the dwarven city of Kezad-dûm, the predecessor of the mines of Moria, by half-beasts. People collected them, and Saruman enslaved and destroyed many orc tribes, so these things were naturally taken possession of by him.

Sheyan's eyes almost bulged out when he looked at this series of prompts, especially the fine gold. If this thing is used to forge a shield, it is likely to have a talent similar to Sheyan's: tenacity, which directly reduces the enemy's damage. properties. There is no doubt that this attribute is very targeted for attack types with high attack speed and low damage. However, these things cannot be taken out!

"You can't take it out and you can't keep it!" Sheyan thought through gritted teeth. Then he started to put all the wealth into a box.

At this time, Sister Wuge was also shocked. Although she was simple, she was not an idiot. Even among Rivendell, adamantine weapons and mithril weapons were rare. It was said that only the royal family of elves---- For example, the elf princess Arwen seems to have a perfect mithril princess crest (with a mithril content of more than 50%), and the elf prince Legolas has a perfect adamantine weapon and a finely crafted mithril inner armor!

In Rivendell, there are only three or five mithril equipment/weapons that can be titled "refined" (the mithril content is less than 20% and higher than 10%), and there is only one fine gold weapon. Even weapons called "spirit-plated" (only the edge is plated with mithril) can only be obtained by the strong in Rivendell. As for fine gold, it cannot be processed by the "plating" method. , so the most inferior adamantine weapons are also of refined quality level.

The reason why Sister Wuge knows these things so clearly is because she has done the job of cleaning weapons and armor before...

Although Sheyan was now an ordinary person, he was still very capable in doing things. After packing the good materials into boxes, he directly pulled a rope from the side and tied them up. . Looking down from the window of the mage tower. Then he said to Miss Wuge:

"I can't take these things with me when I leave, so you run away with the box now, and then after you get out of the orc camp, cast a "Dawn Elf's Blessing" on the box, bury it deeply, and then make a mark."

"If Saruman knew that the news here was leaked, he would not wait for the elves in Rivendell to come, and he would give up evacuating this place! Then you will come back to take out these things safely and transport them away. Remember, don’t tell others that you have this wealth! Go secretly to find a dwarf who is good at crafting and buy yourself a set of equipment! Your own strength is the most fundamental source. If you have any doubts about what I say, Think about how your fellow tribesmen treated you in the cell before you became a Dawn Elf!"

The elf girl looked at Sheyan timidly, with tears in her eyes:

"If you don't speak well, why don't you be so fierce? What about you?"

Sheyan smiled bitterly and said:

"Of course I'm staying here to end my marriage. Don't worry, I will never die. Let's do this. After you bury the contents in this box, come back to meet me. The premise is that those orcs haven't come back yet. Go quickly! "

When he said the last two words, Sheyan's voice became serious. The calculation in his mind is also very shameless. If you don't let me reap the benefits of space, I will let my lover reap the benefits! Looking at the docile appearance of Miss Wuge, isn't she just obedient? If she wants a girl on top, she will be on top. If she wants to do doggy style, she will do doggy style. Doesn't it mean that my strength has improved if she is stronger? It’s impossible to come to the world of Lord of the Rings just once!

Sister Wuge looked at him pitifully with tears in her eyes. She looked back every step of the way with a look of reluctance. Finally, she came back and hugged Fang Senyan's feet and cried non-stop. Fang Senyan looked very confused and finally couldn't help but cursed and punched. The one who kicked her drove her away and ran away in tears.

At this time, Sheyan, who had made up his mind, calmed down and started looking for his target -- of course it was Saruman's research notes! ! !

Obviously, research notes are used to record a series of experimental data. What matters is efficiency, speed, crispness, and neatness. If you just knock down the bottles and jars as soon as you record the data---------then Isn’t it half the result with half the effort? So Sheyan immediately stood in the experimental position where Saruman usually liked to stand. Then use this as the center of the circle to search around.

On the desktop, no.

Inside the table...the table has no drawers, ruling out this possibility.

The environment in the laboratory is relatively dirty, and test tubes and other items are placed in a chaotic manner, which shows that Saruman's alter ego is not a rigorous and organized person, so the possibility of randomly placing notes can't be ruled out.

It can be inferred from this that the tables, dining tables, and toilet doors around the door have a higher probability of having research notes.

Fang Senyan continued to search, but still found nothing. He was not discouraged. After repeated guesses failed, it at least showed that although Saruman's clone was relatively unkempt, he also valued his research notes, so the place where they usually placed them was in the drawer.

However, he rummaged through seven or eight drawers in the laboratory... and still found nothing. At this time, a full half hour had passed since they entered the orc city. Obviously, if the time spent by Fang Senyan and the others on the road was taken into account, then Saruman and his party would have at least been able to determine the outcome if they were not completely wiped out. On the way back.

Even though Sheyan was calm and collected, he couldn't help but feel anxious and depressed. He yelled and swept wildly at the table next to him! Of course, the glass and crystal test equipment on it was scattered all over the floor, and then he smashed the bench and threw the box in anger, finally venting his anger.

Ever since he saw Saruman's clone intending to plot against the big octopus Hachimgar, he had been making intense plans. Finally, there were no glitches in the execution... but the plan was so smooth that it was considered a success. Shunfeng actually failed in this last step! !

"Could it be that Saruman, a fool who looks powerful on the outside, is actually a weak and insecure little boy inside? Therefore, he took the unusual path of installing numerous mechanisms outside the mage tower and building a trap inside the mage tower. A magical mechanism with a hidden compartment in the safe to store good things? "

Sheyan gasped, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was possible, and there was a wave of despair in his heart... If Saruman really did this, then there is no doubt that he would blow a kiss directly to the research results and say good bye. . Seeing the passage of time, Sheyan couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a long sigh. In annoyance, he unconsciously slapped his hands heavily on the test table in front of him...

"Eh!" Sheyan suddenly felt something was wrong. At this time, he has only the abilities of an ordinary person and has lost that series of powerful bonuses. Why does the tabletop feel like it is sinking slightly when he slaps it with his left hand?

At this time, Sheyan looked at where he was standing, and at the smoothness of the wooden table in front of him and the floor under his feet. He suddenly realized that the place where he was standing should be where Saruman stood the most when he was doing experiments. long time place.

Fang Senyan thought in his heart and pressed hard with his left hand. He suddenly felt that the seemingly seamless tabletop could indeed be pressed, but there was still no movement. Sheyan thought about it carefully, put his hand on the wooden table, applied a slight force, and then pushed it downward!

Still didn't move.

Sheyan took a deep breath, and the hope he finally raised became as fragile as porcelain. He is also a person who never looks back until he sees the south wall. At this moment, he finally got a glimmer of hope. How could he give up so easily? So he pressed it gently and pushed up!

Didn't move either...

So, try pressing and pushing to the left? As the saying goes, the hand follows the heart, and with this push, a click was heard immediately, and a book-sized wooden block popped out from Fang Senyan's right hand, about ten centimeters higher than the tabletop.

Then the board was opened evenly from the middle like a book folded in half. The left half of the board held a stack of parchment paper lying horizontally, while the right half of the board held an ink bottle and a white quill! There was also a crumpled white cloth stained with black stains underneath the ink, which seemed to be used to wipe away dripping ink.

Obviously, this is where Saruman used to record his experiments. This clever little mechanism needs to be pressed and then pushed to the left to be activated, thus minimizing the adverse consequences of accidentally touching it. On the pocket writing table that will automatically float on the right, it can be seen that small magic such as "small floating spell", "luminous spell", "spell extension barrier", "constancy spell" and so on are permanently fixed. Undoubtedly, it brought considerable convenience to Saruman's work, study and study.

Fang Sheyan picked up the parchment on the pocket writing table and flipped through it quickly. His heart suddenly became cold again. It turned out that the parchment that was at least three fingers thick was all brand new! ! ! Not to mention any words on it, there is not even a drop of ink splashed on it------Emotions. Saruman, the boss, has just finished a project recently, and his experience has only been completed recently (or eunuch)------- And the new pit is in the belly and is waiting to be fattened!

Sheyan closed his eyes in pain. If he had known this would be the result, he would rather not be able to find the mechanism! It would be better not to give someone hope in the first place than to let them down later! Suddenly, the crumpled white cloth with black stains suddenly flashed through Sheyan's mind again... Didn't the black stains seem a little too regular?