Chapter 97: Tasteful, the Dwarf Blacksmith's Awakening to Knowledge (New) [

Chapter 97: There is a smell, the dwarf blacksmith's desire for knowledge (new) [Seeking follow-up subscription Ⅱ]

The process of "cultivating perception" is extremely slow.

Three low-level magic species are pulsating with dim light, and the invisible magic vortex is stirring.

Chen Xuan released his own mental power and tempered it through the process of sensing magic.

4.7 meters, 4.8 meters, 4.9 meters, 5 meters...

His brow chakra was hot and his forehead was full of sweat.

The external mental power was like a pool of water, slowly expanding toward the periphery.

When this range reached five meters, it suddenly encountered a bottleneck.

In Chen Xuan's perception, an invisible barrier seemed to appear around him.

They bound the mental power and made it difficult to advance.

The cultivation of magic element depends on quantity, and there is no mandatory bottleneck, but meditation is different.

Normally, it takes an average of 3 to 7 Naroya days for a Black Iron-level spellcaster with average qualifications to break through to the Bronze level. During this period, he must stay focused and calm, and try his best to sense the weak points.

Bottlenecks are also a kind of training.

These situations are all recorded in the "Mental Power Meditation Method".

Chen Xuan was not panicked at all. He concentrated his mind to control his mental power and tried to sense and integrate into the invisible barrier.

In this process, his mental power became more meticulous.

If the original mental power was just a pool of stagnant water, then in the process of sensing the barrier, it became a living water with stronger plasticity and permeability.

I don't know how long it took, but Chen Xuan finally found the weak point of the barrier.

He condensed his mental power into a stream and hit it hard.

"Crack!"

The sound of the cracking echoed in his head.

The invisible barrier collapsed, and the mental power stretched instantly.

The range quickly expanded from 5 meters to about 7 meters!

The standard for the out-of-body mental power of the bronze level is 7 meters to 20 meters.

At the same time, super-sensory vision was also improved.

In the super-sensory state, all the enemy's actions will be slowed down at 0.7 times the speed.

Elemental induction is also clearer and more intuitive, and it will be smoother to build a spell model.

After the induction ended, his mental power returned to his mind like a tide.

When Chen Xuan opened his eyes, his eyes were bright and became more and more clear.

There was a feeling of "eyes that captivate people".

But soon, the bright eyes dimmed.

Just now, I found that my eyes have a certain zoom ability, the multiple is not much, it can be zoomed into 1.2 times.

When he tried to zoom, his eyes would appear particularly bright.

These are all the five senses brought about by the mental meditation method.

Therefore, the casters are all sharp-eyed guys.

There is no adaptation period for the advancement of mental meditation, which allows Chen Xuan to clearly perceive the changes.

Slightly restraining his mind, he turned his head to look at the water clock timer beside him. The sky outside was bright, but the weather was still gloomy.

Both suns were blocked by clouds, revealing a dim halo.

The dark sun, which was farther away and smaller, was left with only a blue light dot like a jelly bean.

It was already the third water clock hour of the day, and the little cat girl was taking the Zerekan sisters to practice shooting in the simple shooting range on the first floor.

Rebecca personally transformed the place. She asked the leather merchant to buy a lot of thick animal skins, and bought a few low-level [Tranquility] runes to embed them, and it could become an excellent shooting range.

However, due to the area of ​​the room, it can only shoot at a five-meter target, but it is no problem to practice and have fun.

The passion of the Dora sisters for firearms is beyond imagination.

They seem to have seen some kind of magic explosive made by the Eastern alchemist somewhere.

Thus, they formed a love and worship for explosions and firearms.

Every time they practiced shooting, the two sisters would shout and scream in the ancient language of the Eastern Region.

Being Chen Xuan's slaves, there is no abuse, no humiliation, and no coercion as imagined.

As for asking them to chop people, it was even less of a big deal.

For Zerekan’s women, chopping people is as normal as drinking water and eating.

The two sisters were somewhat relieved.

But it still takes time to develop a sense of identity and belonging.

When he walked into the “shooting range”, the two sisters were competing with the cat girl in shooting.

Although the distance was fixed, the target could be reduced.

At this time, their target was a dead fly the size of a mung bean.

There was also a bulletproof plate below, which was full of dents left by the gunshot.

“Master!”

The clever cat girl put down her pistol first and saluted him.

The elder sister of the Zerekan sisters, Silan, also put down her gun.

“Master, good!”

Only the younger sister, Libeya, raised her hand and shot the dead fly to ashes before turning around and sticking out her tongue at Chen Xuan.

“Master!”

“Gun, awesome!”

Both sisters changed into linen shorts, the same cool style.

When they raised their guns and fired, Chen Xuan could still see the wheat-colored side-kicks leading the way.

Without lingering on these scenes for too long, he rubbed Rebecca's ears and asked softly.

"Has Ophelia contacted you?"

The cat girl enjoyed his touch and shook her head slowly.

"Not yet!"

"No... No! No!"

Belia imitated him, this guy's temperament was more lively and naughty.

And Chen Xuan found that the Zerekan women were completely different faces when they were usually and when they were chopping people.

"If she still doesn't contact you after another water clock, you can contact her actively using the codeword."

"Okay, Master!"

The little cat girl bowed and saluted him.

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After that, he smiled and stood up and left the simple shooting range.

Standing outside the house, Chen Xuan thought that the current residence was still too simple.

Since there was still a water clock hour of vacancy, he didn't plan to waste precious time.

Prepare to practice the magic crystal purchased from the crooked bone market.

It is very efficient to practice first-level magic with the bronze level of mental power meditation.

After he returned to the upstairs, the two sisters Zerekan in the shooting range fired a few more shots.

The little cat girl blushed and fiddled with the magazine absent-mindedly.

The house was filled with smoke, which looked a bit misty.

But at this moment, sister Belia's nose suddenly moved.

The Zerekan people hunt all year round and are extremely sensitive to various special smells emitted by living creatures.

Because there are many smells that can expose the state of the prey.

"Sniff..."

Beria finally smelled the kitten girl.

"Sister, smell, she, has a smell."

"Smell, smell, hydrogen~"

"Hahaha!"

...

Magtan City Blacksmith Association.

Roughness is the only style here.

Two-thirds of the area of ​​the huge association is forging workshops.

The core area is several huge furnaces.

Even the air is emitting the smell of coke.

The stone chimney reinforced by runes discharges smoke and dust into the sky.

There is a layer of charcoal ash on the ground in the yard, and there are messy mud footprints everywhere.

Because it rained last night, the charcoal ash is shining black.

The dusty third-level blacksmith, the dwarf Jason Iron Furnace, was waiting for Ophelia at the door in person.

When he saw that the other party was also riding a bicycle, he couldn't help but smile.

The 28-inch bicycle was like a flat ground on the hard stone road next to the association. The accumulated water was all rippled, leaving only a water mark after the wheels rolled over.

"Hello, Yaowu! Dear half-elf lady!"

Ophelia stopped her bicycle and nodded to Master Johnson in response.

"Hello, Yaowu, Master Johnson."

She knew what the master in front of her was like. He was one of the few iron knights in Bang City.

Then she followed Johnson to the inside of the association.

The temperature here was a few degrees higher than outside.

When they came to the not-so-clean reception room, there was only Johnson Iron Furnace.

The entire blacksmith association was busy with their own things.

"Where is the president?"

She asked in confusion.

Johnson was rummaging through the cabinets in the reception room.

"Damn it, where did Mars hide his bottle of good wine?"

"Hey, isn't this the bottle of fruit wine brought back from the giant city?"

"My dear lady, I'm sorry, what did you say just now?"

He climbed out of the cabinet, holding two horn cups and a half bottle of wine in his hands.

Ophelia was speechless when she saw this scene.

Most dwarf blacksmiths are a bit weird and cynical.

Only when it comes to blacksmithing and forging will they be serious.

Jensen poured two glasses of wine, picked up the glass and laughed heartily.

"According to the rules of the dwarves, you must drink a glass of wine before talking about things."

"For your health, for Magtan City, and to kill all the damn monsters!"

"Cheers!"

He was enthusiastic and never on the same channel with Ophelia.

Helplessly, the half-elf lady picked up the glass and touched it lightly with him, and took a sip to pass.

"Why is the president not here?"

She asked the question that was suppressed in her heart again.

Jason smacked his lips, savoring the taste of the fruit wine.

Then he stared at Ophelia as if she were a fool.

"The president only wants to stay in the forge."

"This matter is handled by me, Jason Iron Furnace, a third-level blacksmith certified by the Kingdom of Duroya, an iron knight awarded by the Multi-Ethnic Alliance Blacksmith Association, and a second-level material alchemist in the giant city!"

He reported a long list of titles, and then, like a magic trick, threw out two bulging money bags.

"Here are sixty dark gold coins!"

"The Magtan City Blacksmith Association orders three hundred bicycles from you!"

"It must be the style and quality I bought before!"

"How many Naroya days will it take for your caravan to deliver the goods?"

Ophelia was stunned, picked up the money bag and opened it to take a look. It was all brand new dark gold coins.

The deposit was given as soon as it was said. She had never seen such a straightforward customer!

"I need to confirm, maybe a few Naroya days..."

"I can give you an accurate answer tomorrow."

Remembering that her master said that a large quantity of goods could be obtained quickly, she conservatively reported a deadline.

Jason Iron Furnace disagreed and took another sip of the wine glass.

"I know you are the daughter of Ansethus."

"All the goods must arrive within ten Naroya days."

"They will be used on the Western Front soon, and the Blacksmith Association will need to improve them during this period."

He said bluntly that the main products of the major manufacturing associations are mainly supplied to the front line.

Compared with border towns like Magtan City, battlefields everywhere are the real hell.

Hundreds of monster burrows of all levels form formations. Hundreds of thousands of monsters appear every Naraya Day. Moreover, these monsters are no longer as scattered as scattered burrows. They move in groups and can also Co-ordination.

High-level monsters and gold-level experts fight each other, which is very brutal.

Moreover, those guys would also collect supplies from the corpses of multi-ethnic alliance soldiers to build a counter-attack defense line.

The battles between the two sides in large battlefields can sometimes even reach millions.

Compared with the real battlefield, Magatan City under daily conditions is definitely a cozy rural place.

The bones accumulated in those forward fortresses could fill the hills.

As long as one front line collapses, it will be a disaster for the surrounding towns within thousands of kilometers.

If we borrow Chen Xuan's "rat hole" metaphor to describe it.

The scattered burrows are like the occasional small mouse holes.

The caves connected together are huge holes that can collapse walls and houses.

This point-to-point confrontation method is the mainstream in Naroa today.

Adventurers and mercenaries are more like wingmen who provide assists.

It’s no wonder that the cultivation methods in Naroya Continent are not valuable. This is clearly moving in the direction of all people becoming soldiers.

The larger the base of lower-level cultivators, the more stable Naroya's basic strength will be.

Moreover, it is easy to give birth to high-level strong men.

Ophelia was not surprised at all when she heard that it was an order from the front.

"Don't worry!"

Businessmen don't say anything, they finalize the matter first before talking.

"Quick lady, you can put your money bag away now."

"Of course, we have to conclude a contract first..."

Jason said with a smile.

…

The contracting process ended quickly.

The dwarf blacksmith finished the wine in his glass and stood up to see off his guests.

When he reached out and turned the finished horn cup upside down on the table, a string of strange bracelets hidden in his sleeves suddenly slipped down.

Ophelia glanced at it accidentally and couldn't look away immediately.

"Can you...can I see the bracelet in your hand?"

Dwarves often make their own ornaments from favorite minerals or leftover scraps from a satisfying creation.

This is a memorial.

"oh?"

"Is this what you're talking about?"

Jason raised his arm and shook it, then took it off and handed it to her.

"Have you ever seen something similar?"

He narrowed his eyes, and the previous simplicity and casualness no longer existed.

Ophelia took the bracelet, and the strings on it were all warheads with severely deformed copper-clad steel lead cores.

There were also several intact shell casings and grenade fragments.

To be honest, there were two Beretta M9 pistols hanging on her waist.

Looking at the dwarf's suddenly serious expression, it was not difficult for the clever Ophelia to guess what he was thinking.

She looked normal and even smiled.

"Very strange metal!"

"I wonder which of your works is the leftover material?"

This question made the dwarf Jason blush.

"Forehead!"

"This is not my work!"

"You businessmen are well-informed. If you know anyone who has clues about this, please inform me!"

Jason Ironforge, who was eager for new technology, requested with longing.

"No problem!" Ophelia agreed readily.

Then he asked curiously.

"Can I ask why?"

Seeing that she agreed, Jason didn't hide anything and said it bluntly.

"There's new technology hidden here!"

"I want to learn!"

"No matter what the cost!"

"Look at this little bullet wrapped in soft copper!"

"You must have never imagined that it can penetrate a hand-thick hard earth wall!"

"The most important thing is that it has no elemental residue of magic gunpowder."

"I have to see the prototype and see its craftsmanship, from the projectile to the structure..."

"Every time I think about this, I get goosebumps!"

"If the blacksmith from Boltan Village hadn't reported it to me, I wouldn't have known that such a weapon existed in the world!"

"I'm not just a blacksmith!"

Jason shivered involuntarily.

This is a common reaction when emotions are aroused.

Having said this, he paused for a moment and added seriously again.

"Look for it, look for it!"

"A dedicated business lady! The young flower of the colchicum business group!"

"If I find it, I will be grateful to you."

He knew Ansetus, so he naturally understood the influence of the Colchicum merchant group, and thought that Ophelia could use the influence of the merchant group.

When the half-elf eldest lady heard Jason say the words "Blacksmith of Boltan Village", she immediately understood everything.

If blacksmiths in villages across the country find strange minerals, metals or mechanical artifacts, they can bring them to the association for appraisal. If they are judged to be valuable, they can be exchanged for a certain amount of black iron forgings.

"Whatever it takes?"

By some mistake, she asked subconsciously.

"Of course, no matter how big or small it is!"

"Okay, miss, it's time to send you away."

"According to alchemical research, the smoke from the blacksmith shop is very harmful to the health of beautiful ladies!"

"Please be careful about your bicycle!"

"Soon these bicycles will be on the front lines, replacing inefficient wooden two-wheeled transport vehicles!"

"Look at that thick flat plate. Just add two baskets and it will become an iron mule!"

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Standing at the door of the Blacksmiths' Association, Ophelia rode away.

Jason Ironforge waved goodbye behind her.

After running around for several water clocks, many tasks finally had clues.

But the stalker was still haunting her!

At least three guys at the senior scout level were watching her.

One of them was suspected to have mastered some kind of stealth technique.

The stalker appeared after Howard's autopsy, and it was self-evident who commissioned these guys.

Her anti-reconnaissance ability was extremely strong, but the other party was also very arrogant and did not hide the whole time, more like a demonstration.

But she was just worried, not afraid.

Don't look at Ophelia wearing a black iron badge and taking on a log-level commission.

But in fact, her magic element level reached the bronze level three Naroa months ago.

And her talent is better than that of the cat girl, and she has more resources.

If she hadn't neglected her training before, I'm afraid she would have reached the peak of the bronze level.

It was also because of this that she didn't panic at all when she met the wild boar man Ragnar in the forest.

The Adventurer's Association is too loose, and the information update period is ten Naroa months.

For novice adventurers with good talents and time to practice, ten Naroa months are enough to make a big difference.

"We have to find a way to get rid of them!"

Holding the handlebars with one hand, she touched the intercom hidden under the hem of her waist with her other hand.

I have been to the Blackthorn Tavern last time, and going there many times will definitely arouse suspicion.

"Got it!"

"Let's go there!"

"These guys dare not go in even if they are arrogant!"

Thinking of this, Ophelia turned a corner and drove towards the second circle not far away.

More than ten minutes later, she arrived at her destination.

...

[Water Elf Bath]

This is a mid-to-high-end bath in the city.

It is divided into male and female baths and corresponding single rooms.

Magic detection means are arranged at the entrances and exits inside and outside the bath.

It has a certain counter-effect on stealth, magic disguise, and illusion.

Even high-level magic can be warned in time.

After all, the most important thing about a bathhouse is comfort and privacy.

Ophelia parked her bike next to the stables that were guarded by someone.

She spent 50 kronor to buy a bath ticket and walked into the women's bath. She didn't change her clothes and really wash up.

Instead, she directly found an empty single room, closed the door and took out the intercom.

...

"[Thorn Entanglement] is considered to be basically mastered!"

Chen Xuan unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and drank a few big gulps.

The kitten girl Rebecca and the two sisters Zerekan changed into regular clothes and bulletproof vests and were training.

There was a pile of withered and blackened vines in front of him, all of which were magical creations.

In the past water clock hour, he had tried more than a dozen times and could complete the construction of the spell model in about 1.2 seconds, making the ground grow entangled vines.

However, these vines can only last for half a minute before they suddenly wither and turn black, turning into something like mud.

It is estimated that they will return to the land and become nutrients again.

Sitting on a wooden chair, Chen Xuan closed his eyes and meditated to recover the mental power consumed by casting spells.

This kind of life is actually quite good.

Just as he was concentrating on meditation, the intercom next to Rebecca rang.

When Chen Xuan was with her, he would only leave one intercom outside.

"It's dark, little bird requests to return to the nest!"

This is another code word. The little cat girl picked up the intercom and replied skillfully: "Please return to the nest!"

"Rebecca, is the master here?"

"I want to report the situation to him in person."

A stable electronic sound came from the intercom.

This magical thing once again aroused the curiosity of the two sisters Zerekan.

And in the state of meditation, Chen Xuan, who was emitting mental power, immediately opened his eyes.

He took the intercom handed over by the cat girl and replied in a steady tone.

"Go on, Ophelia."

As his voice appeared, the other end of the intercom soon responded.

"Master, the Blacksmith Association has paid a deposit of 60,000 kronor!"

"The other party requires the delivery of 300 bicycles within ten Naroya days."

"I wonder if you...?"

The key to the bicycle supply still depends on Chen Xuan.

Hearing this good news, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"No problem, ten Naroya days are more than enough."

At this time, Ophelia's slightly distorted voice came from the intercom again.

"By the way, Master, the Iron Knight who contacted me seems to have found traces of your use of weapons."

"He was wearing a bracelet made of fired bullets on his hand."

"He also asked me to find you!"

"He said he was willing to pay any price to learn from you."

"The other party got the news from the blacksmith in Boltan Village."

After Ophelia finished speaking, Chen Xuan was silent.

"Good guy, there is such a thing?"

He was not surprised that the Naroya natives might find traces of firearms.

If you want to use it, it will inevitably leave traces, various shrapnel, shells, and bullets.

It's not possible to clean up the battlefield slowly in every situation.

If you are afraid of this kind of thing being exposed, then just go home and raise pigs.

He was surprised that the Iron Knight could actually collect a lot of shrapnel, which means he spent some time on it.

If there is a chance, maybe he can make a tentative contact.

Chen Xuan is worried that there is no way to contact.

If possible, he can absorb it through a contract.

For example, let the blacksmith sign a one-day slave contract in exchange for pistol technology.

As long as the other party agrees, then he will be completely on his chariot and lose the possibility of betrayal!

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If nothing unexpected happens, today will be gone.

See you all tomorrow.