Chapter 169: Go back to the elves, why do you go out of your way?
"Oh, it's so amazing!" I sighed as I looked at the two sets of identical light metal armors in front of me.
Because the materials and tools were readily available, I made two sets of light metal armors again in a short period of time.
The only difference is that when I was selecting materials, I tried to find metals that contained the same magical elements to make them. The result...
Two sets of equipment have the same appearance, introduction, and names, but they have different attributes.
One set of armor has a defense of 6 but no protection at all. The other set of armor has a defense of 2 but a protection of 5.
It turns out that there is such a big difference between the equipment made from subtle differences in materials?
I tilted my head and thought while looking at two sets of light metal armors with different attributes.
It seems that we need to pay more attention in the future. Maybe we can use these characteristics to create equipment that exceeds the design specifications.
I learned a lot today, write it down first!
After looking at the sky outside, I shouted loudly outside: "Uncle Orric, I'm going back first, and I'll continue coming here tomorrow!"
After saying that, I walked towards the place where I lived temporarily.
"He ran very fast." Orric walked back and said when he saw the clean forging room.
"Hey, two more sets of equipment have been prepared so quickly." Uncle Orric looked at the two sets of light metal armors hanging on the side and walked over in surprise.
"Well, this little human girl's magic perception is very good. The metal materials she picked are actually not bad at all." Orric knocked on the light metal armor and said. "I thought it would take a long time before I started teaching.
As for the following content, it seems that it should be brought forward."
That night, a cylindrical fire soared into the sky in the palace of the dwarves. I was awakened and looked at the fire outside the window, and said helplessly: "I'm going to start dismantling it so quickly."
The next morning, when I was hammering the iron, the dwarf king appeared in Uncle Orric's blacksmith shop.
"Your Majesty, the King of the Dwarves, what are you doing here?" I looked at the King of the Dwarves carefully, and then said. "The letter was written by you yourself. Don't even think about going back on it."
"Hmph, despicable human being, as the king of the dwarves, I absolutely keep my word!" The dwarf king said to me with an expression that he wanted to rip off my skin. "I came to you today not for those materials, but for your
An aircraft."
"You're talking about the J-10 fighter jet." I rolled my eyes. "The seventh-level magic core on it belongs to me. It's not provided by the dwarves, so don't want it."
"It's just a seventh-level magic core. The dwarves will not be corrupt. I want all the technical information on it!" The dwarf king said with an unhappy face when he saw me interrupting everywhere.
"Oh, technical information." I nodded. "But isn't the transaction content for J-10 fighter jets in exchange for materials? It doesn't seem to include technical information, right?"
"Hmph, we dwarves can completely imitate and make those things of yours. I don't need these technical data." The dwarf king said angrily. "I want the production method of the thing you dropped yesterday. Your
It’s not on the aircraft!”
"So you want information on thermobaric bombs." I nodded clearly. "Don't say I didn't explain it in advance. Although the principle of this thing is simple, the materials inside are made using special methods.
It’s impossible to make it using this method, so just give up.”
I'm not lying. The hydrocarbon high-energy fuel inside cannot be made without the corresponding industrial foundation. Even if it is made by force using local methods, would you dare to use what is made?
It will explode at any time!
As for how I got the fuel...well, I cheated again.
In fact, it only took me two days to make the J-10 fighter jet, and the rest of the time was spent making its weapons.
After spending three days to recreate the alchemy furnace, I slowly disassembled various flammable and explosive dangerous goods in the temporary hangar.
It is at this time that the fuel for the thermobaric bomb is released.
"You can tell me what conditions you want directly, don't beat around the bush here." The dwarf king said with his beard trembling. "You can make it by yourself, can't you combine the dwarves and elves to make it?"
"Well, this is a technology unique to humans. Why don't you go find Dean Felice?" I nodded and said.
"Hmph, I'm going to find Phyllis right now!" After saying that, the dwarf king turned around and walked away.
"Keep working." I shrugged and continued busy with the work in hand.
This morning, Uncle Orik told me how to mix the same metal materials with different properties. For this reason, I have been busy until now.
There is no other way. After Uncle Orik explained the general principle, he will ignore me and let me explore slowly by myself, saying that what I have explored is the most impressive.
Isn't this a scam?
Why do I have to go through the same path that my predecessors have taken when there are ready-made materials available?
Isn't this just a waste of time?
As long as you dare to hand over all the information to me, as a member of the Great Counterfeit Empire, I will copy all the technical information of your dwarves in minutes, believe it or not!
Unfortunately, I can only complain silently in my heart. I still have to experiment with the characteristics of metals fused in different proportions and record them with a pen.
Why do I feel like I miss those hard-working guys who study materials science?
The work is almost done, okay?
Fortunately, there are skills to help. As long as the physical strength is enough, it can not only speed up the production process, but also directly judge the condition of the materials in the system panel, saving a lot of time.
So it only took me three days to figure out all the characteristics of common metals mixed in the same ratio.
At present, if I need to, I can freely change the inherent attributes of the equipment I create within a certain range.
Although it doesn't seem to be of much use.
After doing all this, I started to ask Orric for the design drawings of other metal armors and weapons, which were the items needed to upgrade the "blacksmithing" skill.
So time passed by unhurriedly, and ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
"Hey, bastard Qin Xin, are you really learning blacksmithing from the dwarves?" Liara got into Uncle Orik's blacksmith and looked at me and said.
"Hey, why are you here?" I glanced at Liara and continued busy with my work.
The "Blacksmithing" skill is much more difficult to develop than the "Clothing Making" skill. Although Uncle Orik has enough design drawings and raw materials to upgrade my "Blacksmithing" skill level to level 1, my current Blacksmithing skill is only **
to level 5.
Even with the design drawings, it will take a long, long time to complete this astronomical number of ** points!
I have always been short of skill points in the past, but as my skill level increases, my skill points are no longer lacking. Instead, I am stuck with various cheating projects.
Let’s not talk about life skills. As long as you keep making them, you will one day be able to reach the top level. Some of the weird ** projects in combat skills are called cheating.
For example, when the "Heart-Piercing Arrow" skill is upgraded from level 5 to level 4, that weird one-heart-piercing arrow attacks several targets.
Under normal circumstances, how can a single powerful attack skill have the opportunity to attack multiple enemies?
The enemies won't just stand in a row and let me shoot!
In the end, I was able to solve this weird project through my cleverness and ingenuity.
The ** item doesn't mention the enemy's status. Just tie a group of slimes together and shoot a heart-piercing arrow. How simple.
"I'm not as free as you. I have a lot of things to do every day." Liara raised her head proudly.
"Is living with your mother considered busy?" I said without raising my head.
"You! Forget it, I'm not here to quarrel with you today." Liara glared at me angrily. "Tomorrow I will go back to the elves with my mother, just to say goodbye."
"Yes, I didn't come here specifically to inform you that no one was here to see me off. It would be miserable to end up returning to the elves in despair." I put down what I was doing and looked at the ceiling.
"Humph, I'll ignore you!" Liara walked out angrily.
"Haha, it seems I have to do something else today." I pinched my fingers and said. (To be continued.)
