Shen Yanxiao devoted himself wholeheartedly to the creation of the holy weapon, but Ge Gelu was very depressed.
As dwarves, almost all the alchemists in the entire Alchemist Guild are studying the creation of mechanical puppets and mechanical dolls.
As the only guild member besides himself who possesses strange fire, Shen Yanxiao never builds things like mechanical puppets. Instead, he spends all day studying those palm-sized balls.
Ge Gelu felt like vomiting blood.
When he saw Shen Yanxiao reading so intently before, he thought she had understood some truth, but in the end...
Ge Gelu's heart was bleeding as he looked at the palm-sized iron balls he got back from Shen Yanxiao.
He could tell that this was a sacred weapon, but in Stormwind Continent, few dwarves liked to use sacred weapons. The rare metals used by Shen Yanxiao during this period could be said to have consumed the last bit of inventory in the guild. .Gegelu doesn’t care that much about this, but the problem is...
If Shen Yanxiao continues to practice like this, the guild will really have no rare metals to provide.
"President, do you want me to go talk to Mo Moxiao?" Pipika's status in the guild is not low. He understands the difficulties of the guild very well. During this period, the president has put himself in order to replenish the metal stock within the guild. The two Samsung mechanical puppets that I had been reluctant to sell before were sold.
"No, as the president, how can you disturb the members' experiments with such things." Ge Gelu rejected Pipika's proposal.
The holy artifacts made by Shen Yanxiao were perfect, and she gave them all to the guild, but... Ge Gelu and the others couldn't sell these things!
The value of holy weapons in Stormwind Continent is really pitiful. Basically, alchemists can make them, and the dwarves prefer huge mechanical puppets. They really don’t have a very cute need for holy weapons that enhance their own combat capabilities.
With high investment and zero delivery, the Alchemist Guild is really overwhelmed.
Ge Gelu felt that he was useless. As an alchemist, no matter what kind of alchemical products he created, it was his personal freedom. He had no power to reverse the consciousness of alchemists and force them to do things they didn't want to do.
This is a guild that provides a good environment for alchemists, not a business place.
"Wait a minute. I still have some things there. I'll sell them and buy some rare metals. I see that Momo Xiao has already started making high-level holy artifacts. Her progress is amazing. As the president, I should support her. She." Ge Gelu's belief is very simple. No matter how poor you are, you can't delay the research progress of the members.
"In a while, the funding from the royal capital should arrive, and we should be better off by then." Ge Gelu said.
Pipika was silent. No matter what Ge Gelu said, he knew very well that the amount of funding given by the royal capital to the Alchemist Guild was not generous, and could not even guarantee the most basic research for each member.
The reason why Ge Gelu said this was probably because he wanted to reassure himself.
At the corner of the living room, Shen Yanxiao stood there blankly. She did not expect that her research during this period would actually bring such a big dilemma to the Alchemist Guild. She did not expect that the Alchemist Guild would The finances are actually like this.
Shen Yanxiao looked down at the half-finished high-level holy artifact in her hand, and her eyes narrowed slightly.