Rhett leaned against the wall, holding a pocket-sized pipe in his paws, puffing away smoke, squinting his eyes, watching the smoke forming mountains, rivers, and various shapes of birds. The Papalars looked up at the notice boards
There is a thick layer of paper, most of which are commissioned tasks, some are looking for craftsmen to accompany the team, some are looking for technical support from factories, some are even seeking marriage, or some are a prank by a selector.
Parker read out the item curiously: "I, Dancong, am thirty-eight years old, born as a swordsman, with good conduct, dignified appearance, and not yet married..."
Not far away, a cat stood up from the chair, glanced at him with disdain, jumped off the chair, and left with its tail raised.
"Okay." Not far away, surrounded by dwarves, Fang Plover stood upright and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.
"Okay?" The dwarves blinked their little eyes and looked at each other in confusion. Especially the white-bearded dwarf. He used the square plover to attack his bad friends, but he never thought that this little boy could really repair this thing well.
"Okay." Fang Yu replied affirmatively. He patted the projection crystal, as if he was trying to spot a piece of his own work.
Arquette came over with a lunge, holding the crystal with his short and fat body, and carefully inspected it up and down. He took a breath of air, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he trembled: "This... this
yes……"
"Is it really repaired?" The other dwarves were even more disbelieving and asked all kinds of questions.
Fang Plover had a black line all over his head. He thought, since you don't believe I can fix it, why do you want me to do it? Are you kidding me?
Arquette turned around cautiously and gave Fang Plover a strange look. Under the gaze of everyone, he ran over and bent down with his short, chubby body to take out two magic storage crystals from the cabinet.
He ran back and inserted the crystal into the base of the projector, but saw that the inside of the slender projection crystal shone slightly, with a deep blue light. The dwarves cheered in unison: "Lotus, it's really fixed!"
When Parker heard the sound, he turned around and stood on tiptoes, but he could only expose the hair on the top of his head above the counter. The little guy shouted anxiously: "What's wrong, what's wrong, what's going on? Big Cat Man, hurry up and hug me."
I get up!"
Rhett watched this scene from outside the counter, holding the pipe in his paws and knocking it against the wall.
Arquette stroked the projection crystal with his rough hands as if stroking his lover, turned around and asked in a trembling voice: "Young boy, this, this is a new idea... No, a new configuration, this is you
invention?"
Fang Plover couldn't help but glance at the dwarf alchemist in surprise.
In fact, it is not difficult for him to repair this crystal, but it is easy to lead to a dead end under traditional thinking. However, Hain-Fum's several ideas about the efficiency of magic conversion on the first-type crystal can just solve this problem.
He just copied it and used it in repairing the projector. It was also a practice of what he had learned. Unexpectedly, he was recognized by this old dwarf.
a new configuration
When the other dwarves heard Arquette's words, they all took a breath. In this era of rapid advancement in alchemy, various magic configurations emerged in endlessly. But in the crystal structure, it was just the opposite. The empire was the dominant one.
The major alchemy workshops in Lin-Ithulian have not designed any effective new configurations for many years.
Even the Kingfisher Workshop, which specializes in the design of magic furnaces and crystal structures, has only repeatedly tinkered with the Kingfisher structure over the years.
"Aquet, what nonsense are you talking about, what new configuration?" The white-bearded dwarf was even more anxious. He and Aquet were both alchemists from the Elpaxin Craftsmen Association, and they both happened to be on the crystal structure.
Getting involved. "What's going on?"
Arquette ignored him, straightened up, straightened his robe and beard, and then extended his right hand to Fang Plover: "Let's get to know each other again, boy, I am Arquette Graybeard, a fourth-level craftsman.
Vice president of the Elpaxin Craftsmen Association and head of the crystal department."
Fang Yu couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that this short, fat, ordinary-looking old dwarf would be the vice president of one of the three major departments of the Craftsmen's Federation.
The alchemists of the Craftsmen's Association are divided into multiple departments according to different divisions of labor. However, the most powerful of all departments are only the three most traditional Magic Departments, the Flexible Construction Department that manages combat craftsmen, and the Crystal Structure Department that is responsible for the design of crystal structures.
Departments. These three departments either have the most practitioners, are the strongest, or have the most important functions. They have always ranked first among all departments.
If we really want to talk about it, the Ministry of Magic is definitely the traditional big brother. After all, it has the largest number of people. But the Flexible Construction Department, which manages combat craftsmen, has to succumb to the Ministry of Crystals. After all, although the former is powerful, it does not have a small number of people.
Wang, it can be said that it is only higher than the Fairy Club, which is famous for its three or two big cats and kittens.
The Crystal Department is responsible for the crystal structure at the core of the magic weapon, which can be said to be the cornerstone of alchemy in this era. Countless alchemists have shown their talents in this field. If the crystal structure threshold was not higher than that of ordinary magic weapon production, it would be said that
Maybe the Ministry of Magic won't even take the top spot.
The former is popularization, while the latter is core area.
In fact, except for a few areas, the distribution of the craftsmen's federation and its personnel in every country in Aitaria almost always has this pattern.
Fang Plover shook hands with the other party cautiously, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous. The fourth-level craftsman is the great alchemist, and the next step up is the master craftsman. This is a living legend. This old dwarf may be
This was the first master-level aborigine he had ever seen in this world. Of course, that does not count the kind of person he had met from afar.
Such as Princess Brianne.
But before he had time to express his admiration, the white-bearded dwarf next to him came up and squeezed, pushing the dignified vice-president of the Elpaxin Artisan Association to stagger. "Don't listen to this old boy's nonsense, little guy.
Please tell me what your so-called new design configuration is all about?"
"Damn it, what did you say!" Arquette was so angry that his hair and beard were all hairy, and he rushed up and struggled with the white-bearded dwarf.
The other dwarves had no interest in the crystal structure, so they all ran over to play with the projector, and no one paid attention to the two old dwarves who were struggling together. Fang Plover hurriedly separated them in a cold sweat.
"I didn't invent that, Mr. Arquette," he replied truthfully.
Arquette's eyes lit up: "Ancient technology?"
Fang Plover nodded.
"Then you're in luck!" Arquette exclaimed.
Alchemy began to flourish at the end of the Numerin Elf Empire, and many talented alchemists emerged, including the master of alchemy Ed, and many design ideas that continue to influence today are only in the process of the fall of Eshorin.
, with the departure of the Numerin elves, most of these ancient alchemical heritages were inevitably lost.
These technologies are still being discovered by people today. Some of them are relatively old, but some of them are astonishing to the alchemists of this era.
It is not an easy task just to find the inheritance of the Numerin Empire, let alone get the useful part of it, so Aquette said that Fang Plover was lucky.
But the white-bearded dwarf was not concerned about this problem. He was pushed to the ground by Arquette and said breathlessly: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, what riddles are you playing? Can you tell me first?"
Fang Plover nodded. As the legacy of Hain-Fum, he did not think he was qualified to cherish the broom. Besides, this technology is not that great, it is just the simplest part of the crystal design.
He described the idea of repairing the projector, which made the eyes of the two old dwarves light up. "What a genius idea!" Arquette sighed: "No wonder I can't fix this thing. In this way, we can
Bypass this extra accessory and wait a minute!”
The old dwarf suddenly shouted, startling both of them.
Arquette didn't know what he was doing and said excitedly: "Old man, wouldn't this make your design idea feasible?"
The white-bearded dwarf also widened his eyes. "Lotas," he said, his face flushed, and he shouted, "You're right, Arquette, my battle elf is saved!
"
Fang Yu was still curious about what the fighting goblin was when he saw Arquette lift the white-bearded dwarf from the ground and said to him: "This is Merifen, Merifen-Steelbrow, my best friend.
, Vice President of the Construction Department.”
Fang Plover looked at Merifen in surprise. The Construction Department, isn't that the department of combat craftsmen? Speaking of crystal structure, he can only say that he has some understanding of the crystal structure through Hain-Fum's manuscript, but in fact, his
My job is to be a combat craftsman.
At this time, Arquette turned around and yelled at his friend: "Merrifin, why don't you hurry up and take out your drawings!"
"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Although Merifan was excited, he was much calmer than Arquette. He got up and straightened his long white beard. "That's not the problem now. Before you care about my fighting goblin,
Let me ask first, little guy, have you applied for registration?"
“What is the application for registration?”
"Just apply for a patent. Didn't you invent this thing?"
"Lotus, are you stupid?" Arquette said in a rough voice: "He just said that he is just a trainee alchemist, how can he apply for a patent for Laoshizi?"
"Wait!" He suddenly shouted again, like thunder.
Fang Plover was almost used to Arquette's surprise, but he was still startled by the old dwarf's voice. The dwarf looked at Fang Plover with wide eyes. "You said you haven't registered yet? No, no, no, this
No, this is too outrageous, how can you openly disclose a technology that has not yet been patented so casually?"
He covered his friend's mouth: "Merifen, keep it a secret!"
The white-bearded dwarf was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and pulled his hand away: "Shut up, Arquette, of course I know. But now our top priority is to quickly make this kid a formal craftsman, and then complete the patent registration procedures."
!”
"You're right," Arquette clapped his hands and exclaimed loudly: "That's what we'll do!" Then, he turned back: "Guys, guys, where are you people, what are you doing?
?”
The other dwarves were gathering around the projector, and they were all excited by the sight, and they all discussed:
"How could this be?"
"Lotus, sir, does Elpaxin have no chance?"
"These hateful Guta people!"
"Are we Ithurians going to have to endure the ridicule of these barbarians this year?"
"Wait a minute, what are you doing?" Arquette was about to scold him, but when he separated from these people and walked in to take a look, the second half of his sentence was swallowed up in his stomach. It turned into a question mixed with shock and anger: "What's going on?
One thing?"
"Mistake? Humph, I knew those little bastards were unreliable!"
"What about the people from Otalos? What, they haven't arrived yet?"
"The Ghouta people don't give us time, bullshit, these barbarians don't follow the rules!"
In just a moment, Arquette turned into a standard dwarf audience member, mingling with others, gathering around the projector, waving his fists, and shouting angrily.
Fang Plover stared at this scene with his mouth open. Fortunately, Merifen couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over and pulled the guy out. At this time, the other dwarves finally noticed Fang Plover.
Then they remembered who had repaired their projector, and they all thanked Fang Plover a little embarrassedly. Several dwarf craftsmen also offered discounts and guaranteed tickets to Fang Plover, saying that with skills like his, there was no need for any assessment at all, and he could just do it directly.
Become an official craftsman.
"Wait a minute!" At this time, Arquette seemed to suddenly think of something. He stretched out his hand to stop the others and said loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about? How about becoming an official craftsman directly? You will always let the craftsmen go."
Where did you go?"
He blinked his eyes, looked at Fang Plover and said, "Little guy, did you say something before?"
"Ah? What did I say?" Fang Yu was confused.
"The earliest times."
"Help you repair the crystal? I did it."
"No, no, no," Arquette shook her head: "It will be sooner."
Fang Yu frowned and thought about it carefully, and then finally remembered that wasn't the purpose of his visit. He replied: "I said that I am a trainee alchemist registered in Kapka, and I hope to complete the formal craftsman assessment here?
"
After he said this, he suddenly felt that the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
All the dwarves were looking at him with a very strange expression, and they all said: "Oh"
Fang Yu looked at these guys in confusion. If he hadn't been convinced that he was entering the Elpaxin Artisans Association, he would have almost doubted whether he had entered a cult ritual.
These dwarves are casting spells around him.
"Then do you have a brooch that can prove your origin?" Arquette asked, his eyes rolling, as if he was thinking about something.
Unfortunately, Fang Plover's mind was filled with the stereotype that dwarves are a simple and stubborn race, so he nodded subconsciously: "Of course." He also took out the brooch from his pocket and hung it on his chest.
Arquette's eyes lit up when he saw the brooch, and he quickly waved to a companion not far away: "Quick, why are you standing still? Go get a number plate for our future outstanding formal craftsman!"
The dwarf exchanged a mysterious look with Arquette, ran over quickly, and took out a silver metal plate from the drawer, with Kapka's place name and a number on it.
When Fang Yu got the sign, he was still a little surprised: "Is this an assessment certificate? Why don't I remember it should be black?"
"The Kapka brand is black, but this is El Pasin." Arquette replied matter-of-factly. Melifin on the side seemed to want to say something, but the former covered her mouth.
"Keep it a secret!" Arquette shouted.
Fang Plover looked at the two weird old dwarves and couldn't help but check the number plate in his hand suspiciously, but he didn't see anything wrong anyway.
At this time, Arquette had already waved and shouted to the back of the counter: "Jenny, Jenny, come out quickly, your job is here!"
I saw a little girl in an apron with disheveled hair running out from behind in a panic. While wiping her saliva, she shouted: "Come on, come on, Mr. Arquette, I didn't sleep!"
"Lazy girl, who cares about you?" Arquette rolled his eyes at her. "Take this..." He looked at Fang Plover.
"Ed." Fang Plover replied.
"Take this Mr. Ed to room 5144."
"Room 5144?" Although the little girl was sleepy, her brain was not broken yet and she couldn't help but asked suspiciously: "Isn't that...?"
Arquette coughed heavily: "I know that's Kapka's room. This gentleman is from Kapka. If you don't believe me, look at his brooch."
The little girl rubbed her eyes.
Then he looked at Fang Plover curiously, until he saw the latter's brooch clearly, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah, you are here, why are you the only one?"
Fang Yu was a little surprised. He didn't seem to be a big shot, so why did these people seem to know that he would come? He couldn't help but think of the boss of Traveler's Rest, or Wu Di and the others. It seemed that the only prominent people he knew here were
These are the few.
Could it be their fault?
At the same time, he replied: "My friend is outside."
At this time, the little girl had already seen the tall lions and Papalars shaking their stupid hair on the counter. Although she was a little surprised that these Kapka alchemists were really unique, she still nodded: "Ah, I
I understand, Mr. Ed and your companions, please come with me."
"Are they going too?" Fang Plover looked at the lion man in confusion, while the latter was filling his pipe.
"Of course." The little girl replied, while looking at Fang Plover with a somewhat pitiful expression, thinking, isn't this a matter of course?
Although this player from Kapka looks quite pleasing to the eye, there seems to be something wrong with his brain.
