"Mr. Knight, are you thinking about Miss Attila?"
Tata sat on the soft pillow, watching the cold moonlight shining on the wooden boards through the sea of clouds and the portholes, and asked quietly.
Fang Yu nodded: "Miss Etila seems to be in a very low mood."
The huge hammock swayed slightly as the Berio sailed among the clouds.
The wind howled outside the window, and occasionally a small suspended island could be seen between the clouds and mountains, flashing past the field of vision.
The dark sky seemed to be flowing into a light blue hue, and dawn was rising from the horizon, but the sky was still dotted with starlight, twinkling.
Those ancient constellations, both named and unnamed, tell stories from before this era, like gods and people, hunters and beasts, heroes and beauties, and wars in ancient times.
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The Star of Gold is rising slowly. It is the last morning star at the end of the long summer. After that, everything becomes desolate, just waiting for the coming of winter.
Above the sea of clouds, stars are scattered all over the fields, the sea and the sky blend into one color, water mist condenses under the clouds, and the starlight is reflected darkly in the distance.
And some are winding lights on the ground, which are cities, villages and ports, possibly located on an island above the route where the Berio does not dock.
The gently rocking ship seemed to be sailing forward in a dreamland.
But beneath the calm is restlessness.
Every quarter of an hour, a rhythmic clicking sound came from the communication tube. It was the sailors communicating with their specific codes. The sound spread throughout the Berio, more frequently than in the past.
A storm was gathering on the northern course, and the barometer predicted its arrival in a few hours.
The same goes for the swifts passing through the sea of clouds.
The elves in the north of Kaolin call these little creatures wind messengers, and they often bring heavy rains and strong winds that wash away the earth.
Fang Plover's dizziness eased a little after midnight. The elf princess's mother, an old elf woman who was described as withered as tree bark, mixed the juice of a rare leaf with belladonna liquid and dripped it on his nose, stimulating it.
It almost caused him to convulse, but fortunately, the medicine tasted bitter, and the effect was sufficient. The symptoms of Drunk Ether were greatly alleviated.
After that, Brianne let him drink some soothing black goat's milk, which sounded like witchcraft and allowed him to sleep for two or three hours, and then he woke up with natural turbulence.
He was not sleepy at the moment, and his eyes reflected the starlight outside the window brightly.
He quietly recalled the previous events in his mind, and after a while he answered:
"No one wants their relatives to be involved in a huge conspiracy. Her brother embarked on a journey away from his hometown from Sanshak, the hill of the giant tree, and finally died in a foreign land. He was the one behind all these rumors.
It created this tragedy."
"My parents also died in an accident. Although it was not man-made, I can understand her feelings."
"This feeling is a bit sad and lonely, as if everything in the past is sealed in a yellowed photo and can only be touched with memories." Tata shook his head gently: "It's a pity that this feeling...
But I can’t understand it.”
She straightened up and covered Fang Plover's eyelids with her small hands.
Fang Yu was a little surprised, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he closed his eyes and remained motionless.
He heard the soft voice of Miss Goblin in the darkness: "People often say that the hand of a goblin has the power to soothe people's hearts. Although I am not a real goblin, and I don't know whether the rumors are true or false, does Mr. Knight feel at peace?
?”
Fang Yu felt the touch that was as gentle as a thin feather, and his heart seemed to really calm down. In fact, he had long forgotten what happened when he was a child. In his memory, he only had the warm care of his uncle's family.
The eyelids were itchy and slightly warm, which was the warmth of the goblin lady's palms.
"Thank you, Miss Tata."
"You're welcome, Mr. Knight."
The hammock's net swayed gently and rhythmically.
A kind of silent silence filled the cabin, like stories from many fairy tales, which suddenly came to Fang Plover's mind. He remembered those bedtime stories that his aunt told him and his sister when they were young.
Just like right now.
After a long time, Miss Goblin said softly:
"Actually, I have something to tell Mr. Knight."
"Um."
"Did Mr. Knight notice that at that time, the noble lady actually looked a little unnatural?"
"You're talking about Miss Sylvide? Do you think she has anything to do with this matter?" Fang Yu turned over and asked, "Speaking of which, she and Princess Brianne seem to be very concerned about the Brave Goddess."
"Perhaps you can ask her," Fang Yu said, feeling a little frustrated: "But she may not tell me anything. Can you tell what kind of person she is, Miss Tata? Miss Sylvide has always been a bit puzzling in my eyes.
well."
"I can only feel that she has some curiosity and affection for you, and you feel the same for her. Mr. Knight is just a little annoyed because you think you are too clumsy in front of her."
"You're right," Fang Yu nodded: "Miss Sylvide is very good in my opinion, but she also seems like a mystery."
"Don't worry," Tata looked up at him: "Curiosity is the beginning of animals getting closer to each other. They will smell each other's body odor and test further until they confirm that the other person is safe and harmless."
Fang Yu couldn't help but laugh: "Your metaphor is a bit inappropriate. Humans are not animals."
"But humans also have animal nature."
"Okay, you're right." Fang Yu nodded, feeling a lot more relaxed.
"Actually, I feel that Miss Sylvide is deeply involved in this matter. She and Princess Brianne are both the same type of people. They are not easily stumped by difficulties, but they can reveal a lot of information with a frown.
"
"You know, Miss Tata," Fang Plover looked at the sea of clouds outside the window: "I have a hunch in my heart that maybe we will encounter many things during this trip."
"Your premonitions are often very accurate, Mr. Knight."
"Do you feel that way too?"
The goblin lady nodded slightly.
Fang Yu suddenly got up from the net bed, found the wind lamp in the weak light, turned on the switch and lit the flame. A golden light shined from under the grid glass, reflecting on Tata's small and exquisite face.
The room glowed with warm orange light.
Not far away from the bedside, there is a stack of Kingfisher AAE-type magic stoves of Fang Plover, with a yellow reflective surface. Its shell was opened, the main crystal was pulled out, and it was soaked in a jar of light blue liquid.
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The magic power extends out of Silver Blazing Forest's eyeballs, covering the crystal like a neural network.
The Silver Blazing Forest is a very strange creature. It looks like a silver cedar, and its surface is covered with eyeballs like mercury balls. But when it runs, it looks a bit like a Pegasus wrapped in silver flames. It is fast and lightning-fast.
There are few things in the world that can catch up.
It is extremely sensitive to magic power. Each eyeball is a separate magic sensor. Its network of magic power is extremely special, but it just allows the crystal to have the ability to sense ether.
Fang Yu looked at the set of things and suddenly had an inspiration in his heart.
Prior to this, he had experienced many failures in the construction of this small device, the magic sensor.
Although failure is necessary, he never expected to succeed once on this long road of exploration. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a kind of throbbing, as if his mind was awakened, and his soul was blessed with a little light.
Illuminating the darkness of the future.
That was an idea that he had never thought of.
He took out a sliced chip that was soaked in the magic solution. There were not many of these chips left. If he couldn't find the accurate direction within just a few experiments, he might have to look for another silver blazing one.
Lin's eyeballs.
Although after experiencing an adventure, the team's funds no longer seem so stretched.
But lost time can never be regained.
The mesh ether theory believes that every point on the magic network can feel the increase or decrease in the flow of magic power, because any point on the network will tend to the center of rich magic power.
Fang Yu realized that this theory seemed to coincide with the magic network of Silver Blazing Forest.
His idea was to no longer use the socket direction of the main crystal to determine the flow of magic power like the orthodox use of core crystals. Instead, he would make something similar to a gyroscope and use the direction of the magic flow to determine the output direction of the main crystal.
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As long as the resonance crystal is always at the magic power enrichment point and ensures that it is at a low point in the magic network, the effectiveness of the magic flow can be guaranteed.
There is even an advantage to this, that is, the controller does not have to worry about maintaining the direction of the flow of magic power, because in the network theory, the magic power will automatically flow to the lower point.
Although it may still have many problems, it has undoubtedly opened a new door for the square plover.
He only tried three times. The first time he accidentally broke the crystal piece, and the second time there was a slight mistake in the configuration of the magic solution.
But the third time.
He achieved the long-awaited success.
At this moment, the window outside the window was dark, as if it had returned to midnight from early morning. Only the hot air in the room condensed on the glass when it was cold, forming a thin layer of frost.
Fang Yu looked at the thin frost and was lost in thought for a while.
Only then did he take a deep breath.
He looked at the small sphere in his hand, which was the culmination of his work for several consecutive nights. It still looked a bit crude, but it already symbolized an unknown future.
This little thing can be said to be the best magic sensor of this era. It can effectively detect and divert magic power, and help the accelerator filter the elemental attributes in magic power.
This is the first step in the non-attribute crystal process.
The prototype of beta crystal.
But this is already the most difficult hurdle to overcome. Facts have proved that Hein-Fam's idea is correct, at least up to this point.
Fang Yu held that thing up, feeling a little excited in his heart.
He knew that other materials were readily available, and that Baphytos's accelerator was one of the most mature accelerators in this era. There was also a magic circulation device, so he didn't need to worry about it.
Once this line is crossed, Yishi Crystal's next generation products are already close at hand.
He took out a box, carefully placed the metal ball inside, and wrapped it with cotton stuffing and flannel.
The final configuration of a crystal requires an extremely stable environment, which will definitely not work on a ship. However, Princess Brianne has said that a storm is coming, and he may spend a long time at an anchorage in the north of Fenris Island.
to carry out the final step of experimental work.
He closed the box, fastened the metal buckle, turned around, and looked at Miss Goblin for a moment.
The two of them looked at each other in silence for a moment.
After a while, Miss Goblin finally spoke:
"Congratulations, Mr. Knight, you succeeded."
"That's just the first step."
"The first step is also the most important step."
Fang Yu did not deny this, only nodded slightly. He pressed the wooden box with his hand and felt the cold touch in the palm of his hand. That feeling gave him a sense of reality.
It seemed that no matter how many difficulties he encountered in the future, he could not be afraid of it.
Because he had taken this most solid step, the shackles of the stowaway on his body seemed to fall apart with a cracking sound.
he knows.
From now on, no one can limit his steps.
Fang Lu put the box away, and then silently picked up a book. Under his gaze, the title page of the book was wrapped in thick cowhide with gold edges on it.
The Kaolin people wrote its most well-known name "Medium-sized Flexible Construction Theory" on it in simple words.
This is the first step for the combat craftsman to embark on the pseudo-dragon knight journey.
After reaching level 10, this profession truly begins to step onto the stage that belongs only to them, possessing amazing combat power. Although Fang Pliance had used various fancy means before, he had managed to solve many problems by relying on unexpected battles.
trouble.
But at this moment, the door to the world of craftsmen was truly opened to him. After that, it was the world of Wu Di, Hongye and Liuliyue.
He was finally no longer the frail little trainee alchemist.
The door was very close to him.
After Dolifen's adventure, combat experience and knowledge experience have both reached an astonishing height, and Fang Plover has estimated it more than once. If he uses all of it, it will be enough to upgrade him to half the experience of level eight.
It's almost level three.
It is only ten levels away, but only one and a half. After that, the alchemists will replace the core crystal of the magic furnace, and the beta crystal is enough to support the use of skill plug-ins and auxiliary interfaces of the magic furnace while maintaining a flexible structure.
Not to mention the higher magic output power, which allows combat craftsmen to start using more advanced second-level flexible structures such as Shield Guardian, Fearless, and Annihilator. When the combat power is added up, the improvement is not only
It's as simple as a level.
And some of the tactics he had envisioned could finally be put on the table. As a young man who had dreamed of coming to this world, Fang Plover naturally had plans in his mind for what kind of path he would take as a combat craftsman.
Therefore, with the experiences he has now, he has actually already decided where he should go.
Fang Yu gently placed the book on the table.
He looked up.
The thin frost on the bed is melting, and outside the porthole, a red sun is jumping out of the sea of clouds.
On the wooden table, the flame of the candle flickered a few times and then went out as the last wick burned out, leaving only the melted wax liquid.
In the sunlight, it solidified into a strange shape.
