Chapter 168 The divine fire of knowledge is ignited again
Sawa felt that she was in an unprecedented good state. A question arose, and she quickly came up with an idea. After verifying it, she succeeded.
And the verification process was also very smooth, because the dragon beside him is not only a knowledge base, answering all questions, but the expressionless man next to him is also a universal toolbox, which can make any material needed, even if it cannot be made.
Find alternatives.
"I need to crush all these materials..." As soon as he finished speaking, Ange grabbed the materials in his hands. Cold air quickly appeared in his hands, freezing the materials to a hard consistency. Then he crushed them casually and crushed them into powder.
, and broken evenly.
"Freeze-dried and crushed, you are so amazing." Sawa said in shock.
Ange tilted his head, is it very powerful? But this is not even magic, it is just simple element control.
"I want these materials to be as dry as possible... Okay, they are dry enough." Sawa didn't know what to say. As soon as she finished speaking, it was visible to the naked eye that the powder had become dry, and it spread out as soon as she rubbed it.
It is also a simple element control, just stripping the water element from the powder. Many magicians can do it, but there are too few who can do it as lightly as he does.
"Add gelatin, is there any gelatin?" Sawa turned around and asked.
Nigris couldn't help it: "Don't you even have gelatin? You are a pharmacist, don't you even have such a basic material?"
Sawa responded with shame: "I was so hungry that I couldn't help but eat it."
"...Let's boil it now." Nigris was speechless. He was so poor that he even ate the ingredients. He was indeed a qualified pharmacist.
The so-called gelatin here generally refers to those sticky and edible translucent colloids made from materials such as skin horns and hair scales, which are used to wrap medicinal powder to delay the release of medicinal power.
For a moment, where to find the skin horns and hair scales? Nigris rolled his eyes and landed on the Minotaur girl's waist. Vanya hugged the beet and gnawed the juice, and the pot of rice was snatched by Sava.
Halfway through, she was not full. When Nigris looked over, he laughed silly.
Fortunately, there were live horses in the Palace of Rest. The horses that had been snatched from the sand bandits were all raised on the edge of the farm, and they were eating beet leaves and rice, making them smooth and smooth.
A purple-gold hand bone floated behind a horse's butt, cutting off a piece of skin. Before the horse screamed, a ball of holy light covered it.
Repeatedly, the buttocks of more than a dozen horses were cut off and treated with facial cleansing techniques, resulting in a bare patch on the buttocks of these living horses.
"Wow, this is such a beautiful cordovan leather. Wouldn't it be a pity to boil it? It would be nice to make a money bag out of it." Sawa probed regretfully.
Nigris was speechless. The Viscount was so poor that he even cared about a little bit of leather. Without a sudden fortune, she might not be able to change this character.
"If the invention of pesticides is successful... wait a moment, I'll ask about the market first." After speaking, he took Angela aside and used soul contact to find the silver coins. After a discussion, he mainly analyzed the silver coins, and finally came to the conclusion:
"If this insecticide is really successful, the patent will be worth at least 100,000 magic crystals."
"Okay, just a thousand magic crystals." Nigris slapped his head and shrunk a hundred times.
When a thousand magic crystals were placed in front of Sawa, the eyes of this madly poor baroness shone with golden light.
The energetic Sawa lit up the magic crystal stove, added a little activator, and boiled the cordovan skin. With the help of the activator, the water quickly became viscous. After filtering out the impurities, he got a small bowl of brown color.
of gum.
"I need to decompose this material, but my decomposition rod is gone, sir." Sawa scratched her head and said awkwardly.
"I know, what kind of decomposing rod do you usually use?" Nigris asked angrily.
"I have used the mahogany, jujube, and sunken wood, and the mithril one has been used by my mentor several times." Sawa said.
"What about the World Tree?" Negris asked.
"Uh, you're kidding. I've heard of it, but never seen it. How could I have seen a decomposition rod made of World Tree? My mentor has never seen it. Legend has it that World Tree has very powerful decomposition properties. The decomposition rod made of it,
Even magic crystals can be decomposed..."
As she spoke, Sawa watched Ange take out a piece of wood the size of an arm. The fresh and surging breath on it made her unable to talk any more. Could it be that this is the World Tree?
"Hey, world tree material, fresh, just cut from the old pile. Hurry up and sharpen your decomposition rod. If you want to use it, we will use the best. The decomposition effect of this thing is first-rate. It can indeed decompose magic crystals. Someone did it some time ago.
Using diseased branches as decomposed structural parts, we made a magic egg cannon." Negris muttered.
Sawa was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the stick, not knowing how much she had heard. No matter how slow she was, she realized the specialness of these people in front of her. Not only did they know everything, they were more knowledgeable than her mentor, and they also had a
The invisible space magic weapon is now even made out of the branches of the world.
Oh my God, this thigh is beyond imagination. Sawa feels it’s a bit difficult to hold her up. What should I do?
"What should I do if I don't have a dry stir-fry stove?" After a while, Sawa ran into another problem.
"It's easy to do. This is fire-proof silk cloth. Just wrap the material and put it on the fire and burn it directly."
"It can't be burned? What kind of cloth is so magical?"
Under Ange's guidance and Nigris' guidance, the entire research and development progress has progressed by leaps and bounds, going smoothly as never before.
"Okay, now we have reached the most critical step. Seal the Angel Tears. Where are the Angel Tears?" Sawa looked at Ange expectantly.
She now knows that Ange is the one who does things, and the Brass Dragon is only responsible for moving his mouth, but being able to move his mouth is already very impressive. The person Sawa admires most is the kind of person who can do everything with just his mouth.
Nigris smiled calmly, came to the little angel with a bowl in his hands, and said after discussion: "Well, be good, cry a few tears for me."
The little angel was so bored that he squatted on the ground and drew circles. He looked up at Nigris and suddenly punched him in the eye socket.
Plan 1 to beg for tears failed.
In desperation, just look for the Holy Spirit Angel that Ange captured.
But the Angel of the Holy Spirit, who had been imprisoned for a long time, only had anger in his body, and no tears. Even after struggling for a long time, he still couldn't get a drop.
"The angels of the Holy Spirit are so difficult to deal with. Where do you think the tears of the angels from the Church of Light come from?" At this point, Nigris suddenly had a flash of inspiration and cursed angrily: "Zobada, fake! The members of the Church of Light come from it?"
Those are not the tears of angels at all, angels don’t have tears.”
Well, guessing is useless. Even if they know that the Church of Light is fake, they don’t know what they use to make the fake. The research and development work is stuck on the most critical step - the main material.
"Can I switch to bitter apricot salt?" Amaretto salt is a white crystalline granule or powder with a faint bitter almond smell, which is highly toxic.
Negris shook his head: "No, the attack is too violent. If you eat it, you will die. The bug will die before returning to its nest."
After discussing several poisons, none of them worked. When the two guys were at a loss, Ange took out a bowl and said, "Use this."
Inside was a black juice at the bottom of the bowl, exuding a strong and alluring...aura, a smell rather than a smell, because the brass dragon had no sense of taste or smell at all, but when he saw the juice, he had a strong urge to stick out his tongue.
Not only it, the little angel came over and wanted to stick out his tongue to lick, but was slapped away by Ange. The little zombie came over and was slapped away. Sawa came over and was slapped on the head and fainted.
Maybe it was because of the wrong touch. When he lowered his head and looked at Sawa who had fainted, Ange realized that he had used too much force.
"What...what is this?" With a strong willpower that would never leave the house until he finished chewing a large tome, Nigris stopped the urge to stick out his tongue.
Nigris understood as soon as he heard it. Emotions are obtained by extracting insect ashes by extracting sacred essence, and then evaporating the water. Isn't that still insect ashes?
"Uh-" Nigris suddenly lost his appetite, pushed the bowl away a little, and asked, "Why does it smell so tempting? Everyone wants to take a lick. It touches the soul."
Ange tilted his head, not knowing how to explain it. He turned around and looked around, then picked up a stone egg from the corner of the room.
"That's the stone dragon egg I bought. Legend has it that it's the egg of an ancient dragon. It's just been buried in the ground for too long and turned into stone. I bought it for five copper coins and used it as a paperweight." Sawa said quickly.
Nigris sneered: "I don't know if it's an egg, but it's so small, it's just an egg at most. The eggs of our ancient dragons are bigger than your room."
"Scared? Is my room so small?" Sawa was shocked.
Ange put a drop of holy insect ashes on it.
It's just that the insect ash liquid slowly seeped into the stone, and the fossil egg that had already turned yellow-brown slowly turned gray-white, which is the true color of the eggshell.
"...It doesn't matter if the dead wood sprouts, and the fossils also rejuvenate. This effect is a concentrated version of insect ash." Nigris didn't know what to say.
It wanted to say that this was not in compliance with the laws of the plane, but then it thought about it. These bugs were originally created by Hemeltus and were a type of holy object. It was not surprising that they had such strange effects.
After careful inspection, only the surface layer of the fossil egg's shell has been restored. After it was removed, there was still a hard stone underneath. It is probably that the amount was not enough. If more sacred insect ash liquid can be used to soak the stone, maybe it can really be used.
It reverts to a living egg.
But……
"This is just a liquid that can reverse the state of life. Is it poisonous?" Negris asked.
Ange shook his head: "It's not a reversal, it has powerful vitality coming in."
Invite Negris back to the Palace of Rest, and lead him to a remote corner. I don’t know when, pits have been built with soil. The breathable covers are also made of soil, and bugs are kept in them.
.
The soil is full of the smell of death, which can dry out and dehydrate living things. It is the nemesis of any living creature. Only dead skeletons and zombies will like the environment of the soil.
The wall is made of solid soil, so insects cannot bite it, or even touch it. The pit is also covered with a layer of ordinary soil so that the insects can survive.
In this kind of environment, there is no fear of bugs escaping.
The situation in each pit is different. In some pits, there are few insects and they are living feebly. In some pits, all the insects are dead. In some pits, the insects are dormant and some are laying eggs.
There are also food residues in some pits, and the residues in each pit are different.
"Isn't this the control group again?" Nigris asked helplessly.
An Ge nodded matter-of-factly.
"You can control everything. Later, you can set up a birth control group for the Dragon Clan to see how you can increase the fertility rate." Nigris was angry.
Ange nodded.
"Uh, no, no, no, I'm joking, I'm joking, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously." Nigris couldn't help but want to slap himself in the mouth.
It also forgot that this skeleton takes everything seriously and should not joke easily. If he really catches a bunch of giant dragons and comes back to set up dozens of control groups, the dragon family will be tortured to death by him.
He quickly changed the topic and continued to look at the pits, and finally saw a large pit almost filled with bugs.
This pit was full of bugs, almost filling the entire pit, but they were all dead at this moment. A closer look revealed that they were all starved to death.
"That's not right. The pits are full of bug corpses. Why don't they eat the corpses of the same kind but starve to death? And why are there so many? If it is a control group, the initial number of bugs in each pit should be the same."
Nigris saw the problem at a glance and asked doubtfully.
After Ange explained it, he finally understood the reason. It was simply a replica of the Death Halo.
The quenched sacred insect ash has strong vitality and can accelerate the growth and development of living things. If Anthony had this thing when he was resurrected, there would be no need to eat scrambled eggs from the World Tree buds and fill it with essence. Instead, he would have to eat several bowls of this insect ash.
The liquid is enough to make him grow to forty or fifty...or seventy or eighty.
And this effect will not weaken due to the expansion of the spread range, but because of the continuous stacking, the bugs eat bugs, the more they eat, the stronger the effect will be, and finally it will be so strong that the bugs will die of old age and starvation before they have time to bite them...
"Is the comparison method really so easy to use? This is simply an infectious version of the quick-death halo, and it is extracted from their corpse ashes. This is really killing them with their poison." Negris sighed: "
Just use it as the main material.”
With the main material in hand, other operations fell into place. Soon, a large bottle of insecticide was ready. The faint smell from it still made Nigris have the urge to stick out his tongue.
"That's good. You don't have to think of ways to lure them to eat. Just throw it where the insect infestation occurs, and the insects will pounce on it and eat it." He murmured, and suddenly, Nigris heard the sound of falling to his knees behind him.
Sawa's eyes twinkled with excitement and she asked: "Excuse me, are you the God of Knowledge?"
"Hey, you actually know the God of Knowledge?" Nigris was a little surprised. It doesn't matter if the elf knows it, but a low-level pharmacist like Sava also knows it?
"You really are, you really are, right? God of knowledge, my mentor is your loyal believer. I started to learn medicine from him when I was five years old. For ten years, I prayed to you devoutly every morning."
Sawa said excitedly.
Nigris rubbed his nose and said awkwardly: "Really? Why can't I feel it?"
"Yes, why can't you feel it? Is it because my mentor is not pious enough? No wonder he stopped praying three years ago. It turns out that he is not pious enough."
Nigris almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. It was still in the seal three years ago. Could it be that his last believer gave up his faith just before he was about to leave the seal?
"I am also your believer. I am devout. I am the most devout. With my most devout belief, I dedicate myself to the god of knowledge. Please give me endless knowledge!" Sawa bowed his head piously.
Before today, Sawa would have believed in a bullshit god of knowledge. Her mentor had believed in him for so many years and never received a response.
But after refining the insecticide this time, she deeply realized that this God of Knowledge has real talent. This thigh is a real thigh, and she is worried that she can't hold it firmly...
As Sava bowed, a thick soul flame was thrown at the Book of Brass. The Book of Brass sandwiched under Negris's wings lit up slightly, and the Godhead of the God of Knowledge was ignited again.
Just ignite it. It was none of his business at first, but the moment Nigris's godhead was ignited, Ange felt as if his own immortal godhead had also lit up.