Chapter 590 Mithril Weapon

I have no idea what the thinking and aesthetics of inventors are like. I just know that there is always an impenetrable and impenetrable gap between me and them, which is as deep as the generation gap between different ages.

I really can't understand what's so interesting about this wooden puppet with broken parts and spinning in circles. He can actually keep staring at it with relish.

Also, why did Dewey watch it with gusto?

Uh, yes, Dewey was also an inventor.

After that, Dewey took me to see many other inventions and creations, including the portable talking crystal.

I asked Dewey, "How does this thing work?"

Dewey said: "The magic of making a call is burned into the crystal, so that it can produce conversations at long distances."

Oh, I see.

I thought about cell phones.

but--

"You are mass-producing so many, is it possible that the call records will be leaked?" I asked.

"Don't worry about this," Dewey said: "Each batch of portable call crystals has magic records inside. The same magic records can be heard and spoken to directly, but different magic records cannot do this."

"Is there a way for call crystals recorded by different magics to hear and talk to each other?" I asked.

"No," Dewey said, "unless you have the same calling crystal as its magical record."

Hearing what he said, I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that as long as our batch of portable communication crystals were not lost, the conversations between me and Phoenix and the others would be absolutely confidential.

After leaving this level, we descended directly to 270 meters underground.

I asked Dewey, "Why not just walk from floor to floor?"

Dewey said: "Because it's too boring. The layers in the middle are similar to the test sites we saw before, and there's nothing new about them."

Entering the testing site at the 270-meter mark, the first thing you see is dozens of wooden puppets, tall and clumsy.

"these are"

"This is the Puppet Testing Ground," Dewey said, "This is where we test the puppets."

Puppet man?

Why do I always feel like they are like robots?

On the testing ground, the puppets were arranged on both sides. On one side, a dozen puppets held heavy giant swords in their hands, and on the other side, an equal number of puppets were holding large shields.

On the side, the commander gave an order, and the two puppets walked toward each other. The one holding the sword raised his giant sword high and slashed at the other.

While the opponent was slashing down, the other side raised their shield high to block the attack in advance.

There was only a dull sound, and the giant sword hit the shield steadily. The huge wooden puppet also trembled slightly at the same time, but it did not break and fall apart.

I was surprised and asked Dewey: "What kind of wood is this? How can it be so strong?"

Dewey told me: "These firewood are all bought from Moonlight City, the best hardwood."

"Eh?" I asked doubtfully, "Don't trees be sold in Moonlight City?"

"Haha" Dewey laughed: "Xiao Yi, you are still too young. Who said that Moonlight City does not sell trees? They just do not sell saplings and saplings. As for the old trees that have grown for many years and those that died due to accidents, They will still export and sell it.”

"I see."

I learned another unspoken rule about how to cut down trees reasonably and legally.

While he was speaking, the wooden puppets had switched places, the attacking party became defensive, and the defensive party became attacking.

Then, there was another heavy collision.

After we watched the collision more than a dozen times, finally, a wooden puppet could not withstand the impact of the collision and broke apart with a click.

The commander immediately called a halt and began various tedious data analysis and investigations.

I can't understand or understand this process at all.

Obviously, Dewey also saw this, so he asked me to take the elevator and continue descending.

Three hundred meters underground, we settled down, and Dewey said to me: "From here on, there is no testing ground."

"Eh?" I asked him, "Then why did you bring me here?"

Dewey pointed to a piece of exposed silver ore and said to me: "Did you see that? That is the mithril used to make your bracelets."

"Oh~it turns out that the raw ore of mithril is also silver-white!" I sighed.

"No," Dewey said, "Mythril was originally gray, but it turned white when exposed to the air."

I nodded and said: "So, starting from here, it is the mine of mithril?"

Dewey said: "Yes, from here to five hundred meters underground, everything is rich in mithril mines."

"You said it's abundant?" I pointed to the exposed mithril and said, "But I always feel that the quantity is not as large as I imagined."

"Of course" Dewey said: "The abundance I am referring to is measured relative to the amount of mithril produced in other towns. Compared with common ores such as iron ore and copper ores, mithril can never be called abundant. Yes, their numbers are too rare.”

"But I see that mithril weapons are sold in many places on the market, and some of them are not so ridiculously expensive." I said, "Could it be that they are selling fakes?"

Dewey thought for a while and said: "That's not necessarily the case. The so-called mithril weapons are weapons containing mithril ore, and mithril, after being smelted, can easily fuse with other metals, so even if it is Any weapon mixed with mithril as large as a grain of rice can be called a mithril weapon."

After listening to Dewey's explanation, I suddenly realized that this was simply a shameless act of selling sheep's meat to dogs' meat!

By the way, can a weapon with a mithril particle mixed into it really be called a mithril weapon?

If that makes sense, then can a pound of rat meat mixed with a grain of mutton be sold as mutton?

I was a little indignant.

Dewey said: "Xiao Yi, you don't need to be so excited. Isn't this a normal thing? Although it is only mixed with a grain of mithril, no matter what, it still contains ores like mithril, right? The hardness is definitely higher than the same. Weapons without mithril are slightly stronger, so the price will naturally be higher."

After listening to Dewey's persuasion, I sighed. He was right. After all, there is no business without evil. If you don't do even this dirty thing, it will be difficult for businessmen to make big money. But this way of making money, listen. It sounds very unpleasant!

But then I thought about it, if Dewey hadn't explained these things to me, I might not have known about the evil involved from the beginning, and would have been kept in the dark. At least, from now on, I can be more confident in choosing weapons. Don't be fooled.

When I thought about it, my excitement gradually calmed down.

As soon as I calmed down, my stomach started growling.