Chapter 506 505 Burning Gold Monopoly and Profit Big Capital from Another World
Chapter 506 505. Burning Gold, Monopoly and Profits·The Rise of Big Capitalists from Another World
Not to mention the quick actions of Murphy and Tris, in the Stonemasons Brotherhood office in Scarlet Castle, the old dwarf Ilyich who accidentally leaked the "secret" was sitting on a chair with a face filled with regret.
Facing various inquiries from others, the dwarf priest who maintained a classic look kept a straight face and said nothing, but from the frown on his brow and the regret in his eyes, it was clear that the voice he just shouted made him realize
Got himself into trouble.
But the more the old dwarf behaves like this, the more it proves that he was definitely not wrong just now.
Although Professor Chen is not very involved in the daily battles and gaming life of players, he has been in Transia for almost three months. He also sees the unique "burning gold" in this world and its almost "universal" utility.
In eyes.
As a scholar, if the gold-burning business of the entire continent had not been monopolized by the brass dwarves hundreds of years ago, he would definitely have to find a way to do some research.
This unexpected surprise caught people off guard, but Old Chen Tou was still very organized.
His eyes scanned everyone around him.
The meaning in that look made Xiao Ashina and Lumina immediately cover their mouths. They realized that Old Chentou did not allow them to tell where the ore was found, and the grayer who was accompanying them did not care at this moment.
The others grabbed Sister Palian and rushed out of the house.
As a disciple of Old Chentou, he knew what his mentor's eyes meant. He now wanted to confirm again as quickly as possible whether there was indeed gold-burning ore that could be excavated in Scarlet Castle.
It is no exaggeration to say that this is a real "strategic resource"!
"Master Ilyich, can you confirm that this is the burning gold rough stone?"
When there were only old Chentou, his guards and the silver dwarf priest left in the room, the outsider scholar pushed the unique ore in his hand towards the dwarf and asked softly:
"I know this is an absolute secret of you dwarves, but you see, even if we find the ore, we can't smelt it. Even the psionic master apprentices know that the only people on this continent who have the ability to process the raw ore for a second time are
Your dwarven mining enterprise.
From this point of view, you should not feel sorry for our discovery of the Burning Gold Mine.
On the contrary, doesn't this mean that our dwarf companies can make more profits from Transia?
This is a good thing.”
"But no matter what you say, it can't change the fact that I revealed something that I shouldn't have revealed. Damn it! Mother Earth will punish me for talking too much."
Ilyich complained with a very regretful face:
"When little Loren told me that all the things in Transia were terrible, I thought he was joking, but it turned out to be true. I had caused such trouble less than three days after I came here.
Ah, if Lord Hadran knows about this, my high reputation among my people will be completely ruined.
The gold-burning industry is the lifeblood of the brass dwarves
You can't understand how much sacrifice and how much terrible blood they have paid to hide every link in this industry chain in the past. That is a piece of fat meat. The brass dwarves have paid too much to keep this piece of meat.
many.
Alas, I am really old."
The dwarf architect rubbed his broad forehead and sighed:
"Perhaps after helping you repair the defense line, I should go back to Baiyin Castle to take care of the apprentices as an errand instead of wandering around the mainland and causing trouble. You don't have to ask, Mr. Chen, about this aspect.
I can't reveal too much about it.
Although the gold-burning business has little to do with us silver dwarves, I have enough responsibility to maintain this profitable business for my compatriots.
This is a matter of morality and loyalty, please do not test my bottom line."
This statement made Old Chen feel helpless, but he quickly blinked and whispered a few words to the guard beside him. The witch hunter strode out of the room and returned a few minutes later with several bottles of wine.
Old Chentou uncorked the bottle and poured a glass for Ilyich himself.
But how can the old dwarf be in the mood to drink now?
He was worried about whether he would be hunted down by the Iron-Hearted Hunters sent by the Brass Dwarves. However, even so, when Old Chentou put the cup of unusually pure liquid in front of his eyes, his iconic big nose of the dwarves still remained.
Instinct seemed to be moving, and even his well-maintained beard trembled.
"What is this?"
The dwarf standing on the chair asked in surprise:
"I have never seen this kind of wine before, and in my memory, the Transians are not good at making wine. Except for the occasional fruit wines with unique flavors made by the mountain people, it is rare that you have made any achievements in this field."
"Oh, this is a flavor from the Seris tribe."
Old Chen smiled and introduced:
"One of my fellow villagers recreated this craft using some grain and distillation techniques that were supported by the Nords but were about to expire. He named the wine 'Flying Sky'. Of course, it still tastes the same as in my memory.
Very different.
But it still has a hint of charm.
I've heard that all dwarves are heavy drinkers, so don't worry, my illustrious colleague, take a drink and say I'm sorry. I remember a similar custom among you dwarves.
When someone admits a mistake, he must bring the best wine he can find to show his sincerity."
"snort."
Ilyich knew that this was the cunning old man in front of him trying to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't care. He was very confident in his ability to keep secrets and felt that this little trick was of no use to him!
Isn’t it just sugar-coated bullets?
Hey, watch this priest eat the sugar coating and throw your vicious cannonballs back!
Master Ilyich thought this way and reached out to pick up the wine but did not drink it immediately. Instead, he put it under his nostrils and took a sniff. Like the best wine taster, he first judged the quality of the drink based on its smell.
.
The aroma from the grain made him greedy, and he raised his head and took a drink.
The entrance was soft, cool and had no peculiar smell. There was no special feeling in the first second, but then the spicy taste when the liquid slid into the throat made the dwarf take a deep breath, and then the sweetness of the drink in his mouth made him squint his eyes.
"ha!"
The dwarf placed the wine glass heavily on the table, gave Lao Chen a thumbs up and said:
"Yes, it has a different flavor. Although it is far from comparable to our earth-aged wine and Frostburg's winterfire wine, it is already unique. If it continues to develop, it may become a new wine series.
Hey, my mood has improved because of this rare wine."
"Then let's have another drink."
Professor Chen laughed and poured another glass for the dwarf, and the witch hunter guard brought a few plates of appetizers. The two old men drank one glass at a time, and the atmosphere quickly became better.
Old Chentou was not in a hurry to ask.
After all, he was a professor, and he knew the rules of the wine shop very well. He patiently accompanied the dwarf until he drank the fifth bottle. When he saw that the other party began to talk more and began to brag about his proud deeds in the past, Professor Chen knew
The heat is almost done.
He repeated what he said just now, emphasizing that this was just the curiosity of scholars, and swore an oath in the name of knowledge not to reveal anything before Ilyich finally spoke.
"Okay, okay, I can tell you a little bit, just for the sake of you treating me to such a good drink."
The dwarf had already begun to blow at the bottle.
He took a huge sip of his drink, and while breathing heavily, he patted the table boldly and said:
"But you must accept the invitation to the Temple of Gaia!
I know that you have to face the black disaster, so I am not in a hurry to let you go to Silver Castle, but after the war is over, you must go back with me. If you can pass the temple architect test, if you can become a priest of the Mother Goddess of the Earth
, then this information is not considered a leak. Anyway, we also shoulder the responsibility of prospecting for the Brass Dwarves within the continent.
If you are one of us, there is no knowledge that cannot be shared.
You must promise me, Lao Chen, this is the basis for all our subsequent conversations."
"If the Temple of Gaia is the first-class and only large-scale architect guild on the continent, then you don't need to invite me. My dear Ilyich, I will definitely go there to visit and meet the best architects on the continent.
They exchange ideas and experiences.
It is not advisable to work behind closed doors.
Only when knowledge circulates can both parties burst out with more inspiration. This inspiration is the driving force for all knowledge to advance deeper.
truth!
That’s where all wisdom ultimately goes.”
Old Chentou was also a little tipsy, but the alcohol content hidden under his elegant appearance was not overshadowed by time. After making a promise in a very orderly manner, the old dwarf opened up his chatterbox:
"What you dug out is indeed raw gold ore, raw ore that has not been processed in any way.
This is actually not a big deal, because there are six processes between the raw ore and the real burnt gold products, two of which are not even understood by us silver dwarves. They are the secret method of the brass dwarves to press the bottom of the box.
Alas, in the past few hundred years, the brass dwarves have joined forces with large and small mining companies, and the wealth they have accumulated through monopolizing the circulation of fuel is enough to make us and the frost dwarves feel jealous from the bottom of our hearts. You know, we dwarves don't actually
As greedy for money as others have sarcastically said, we do have a natural love for the treasures under the earth, and gold is one of them.
But those guys are pretty good at doing things, too.
The Brass Fortress distributes its wealth to the other two dwarf territories every year, inviting us to help them explore more gold-burning mines within the continent.
However, so far, the mineral veins with the largest reserves are still in the vast range of the Dark Mountains. It cannot be said that there are no other places in the continent, but their reserves are so small that the brass dwarves do not have the need to travel there.
They only need to send a prospecting team to dig locally for a few months, which is enough to empty out the gold-burning raw ore there. The raw ore they have stored over the past hundreds of years is a truly astronomical figure, enough to last the entire continent for a long time.
I don't know how big the burning gold veins are here, but I guess even if the news is really exposed, the Brass Dwarves won't take it too seriously. They are currently busy repairing the fortress to fight against the gnolls.
Alas, after making so much money, one must bear a heavy price. If the brass dwarves want to keep their mines, they have to be on the front line against the gnolls.
destiny!
Mother Earth teaches us that fate is fair!
When you get something, you have to give something.”
As he spoke, the old dwarf took out a special magnifying glass from his pocket, took the ore fragments that Old Chen put on the table, put them in his hands, and carefully observed the veins of the crystals.
While checking, he said:
"Look, the crystals are very pure, which means the quality is okay, but the crystal clusters are very small and scattered, which means that the proportion of rough processing that can be extracted from each piece of raw ore will not be too much. According to the brass dwarves,
In terms of grading, the ores you have here can get a mid-to-high rating at most.
Not particularly good.
But it’s a little better than the raw ore in other parts of the mainland.
However, this does not actually affect the preparation of burning gold. After hundreds of years of development and iteration, the Brass Dwarf Mineral Company has been able to guarantee that all the high-energy substances in a piece of ore can be extracted. Well, these little cuties can be sold at a good price.
Do you need me to help you contact the company over at Brass Dwarf?
They will send people over to inspect and negotiate a contract with you. In the past, we were responsible for this kind of thing, but I think it's better for me not to get involved in Transia's affairs.
There’s something wrong with this land of yours! It’s really evil here!”
"Haha, you really are still prejudiced against Transia."
Old Chentou smiled and said:
"However, we, the Stonemasons Brotherhood, cannot make the final decision on this matter. We need the administrative office to coordinate. I am personally more interested in the working principle of a special substance like burning gold. I cannot understand why a substance can be used in multiple fields.
All show strengthening effects that are completely inconsistent with physical characteristics?
Not only can it be used as a combustion accelerant, it can even be used as a catalyst and propellant. I also know that in some psychic spells, burning gold can be used as the core casting material.
Don't you think there is a problem with this?
It’s like a ‘universal material’!
I don’t think this is a normal substance that nature can produce.”
"It really isn't."
The dwarf Ilyich shook his head and enjoyed the wonderful feeling of being tipsy. He threw a handful of crispy peanuts into his mouth, biting them loudly, and said:
"In the eyes of the Earth Priest, Burning Gold Mine is a miracle given to the world by the Mother Goddess of the Earth. Therefore, it was first discovered by the dwarves, and was extracted and used by the dwarves to create a brilliant career based on Burning Gold!
However, this is a statement on the level of faith. A long time ago, the Temple of Gaia had full-time priests who conducted various experiments on burning gold.
We still can't figure out where the universal effect of burning gold comes from, but we can be sure that the birth of this ore under the earth has nothing to do with the mother goddess Gaia.
The Earth Mother doesn't even like our offering of burning gold as a sacrifice. She is more satisfied with the sacrifice of other ores and gems.
This means that the birth of burning gold is due to the action of other forces.
However, after it was proven that it was not a creation of the Earth Mother Goddess, the earth priests lost interest in it, and the research could not continue. The main reason is that there is no burning gold near Silver Castle, and we cannot get enough raw materials.
Conduct more psychic level analysis.
As for the brass dwarves
Alas, even though they are all of the same race, I have to make a harsh judgment on this matter!
They have all been dazzled by the huge profits brought by burning gold. They know that this is not Gaia's creation but still regard it as a sacred object. Therefore, they are no longer loved by the Mother Goddess of the Earth. In the past few hundred years, Huang
There are fewer and fewer earth priests born among the copper dwarf tribe, but more and more of their tribesmen give up their normal lives and become iron-hearted warriors.
This proves that the mind of the Brass Dwarf is no longer as pure as the mountain gems given by the Mother Earth.
They were polluted by the greed of the world, becoming more and more indulgent, extravagant, and violent. They were also getting further and further away from the teachings of the earth. The stories spread on the mainland about the small-mindedness, greed for money, and bad temper of the dwarves.
Most of the story stems from the changes in the Brass Dwarves over the years.
Even the number of Sin Dwarves they exiled to the Castle of Sin has increased year by year, more than five times that of our Silver Dwarves and the Frost Dwarves in the Wilderness combined.
It’s really sad.”
Ilyich raised his head and drank a few more mouthfuls, wiping his beard and saying:
"We, the priests of Gaia, have always wanted to save the souls of our compatriots. However, Burning Gold and the value it generates are like invisible chains that have locked them up and continuously pulled them into the abyss.
Alas, let’s go back to the previous topic, about the ‘universal properties’ of Burning Gold.
Although we don't have a final conclusion, the halflings' research on burning gold has never stopped.
I heard that Lord Minx Steamvalve, the most outstanding mechanic among the halflings, has published many papers to prove his theory.
I haven’t read many complicated and obscure papers, but I heard several of my disciples tell me that Mr. Minks believes that the universal properties of Ranjin do not come from the body of Ranjin, but after it is made into a finished product and
After being used, it will create a wonderful coordination with spiritual energy.
Minks calls it a kind of 'energy field'.
When the burning metal is completely burned, it will work with other substances to form a unique force field to promote and accelerate all energy conversion processes that occur within it.
This is why it can be used as both a combustion accelerant and a catalyst.
Essentially, it’s a special psychic effect!”
The old dwarf shrugged and said to the confused old Chen:
"Neither you nor I are psionicists, so it is difficult for us to understand Lord Minx's theory, and I think Minks's theory is also problematic, because he is also not a psionicist!
All of his conclusions are based on theory and have not been recognized by professionals, and Minkes has not been able to come up with a reasonable conclusion to tell us where the fuel comes from.
He only made a very vague judgment that Burning Gold was an "extraterrestrial thing", that is to say, he believed that Burning Gold came from the energy interaction between an alien plane and the material world.
Are you blinded?"
"Well, I didn't understand when you mentioned the energy field."
"Just keep it in mind, don't think about these messy things, it's not very friendly to the minds of old people like us, come on, come on, have a few more drinks! Oops, you guys are getting better and better with this traditional wine of Seris.
This feeling of being drunk but not drunk is so wonderful. I dare say that your wine will definitely become the new favorite of dwarf society.
Hahaha, I am the first dwarf to enjoy happiness.
It seems like there are good things going on in Transia, I’m starting to like it here.”
——
"So, what do you think about the legend about burning gold that Mr. Ilyich said?"
At the bottom of the urban rift in Scarlet Castle, Murphy held the core orb and played back the conversation between the old dwarf and Professor Chen. In front of him was a group of blood servants who were desperately wielding mining picks to dig out raw ore.
Beside him, Tris narrowed her eyes and listened to what the dwarf said. She shook her head and said:
"I have never seen raw ore before, so how can I analyze its origin? But I feel that the argument of Mr. Minx Steam Valve is somewhat reasonable. The material world does not have the conditions to form such properties.
Wonderful ore.
The theory that the energy that shaped it came from outside is highly explorable."
"So, is it astral energy?"
Murphy frowned and said:
"There has never been any trace of burning gold in this land before, but after the disaster in Cadman City, the star energy poured down and stayed here for several months. Under its influence, even the stones turned into energy.
It is not difficult to understand that a strange substance like burning gold ore is derived from the body."
"No, astral energy cannot create such a thing! The attributes of astral spiritual energy are filth and madness, and it does not have the attribute of 'shaping'."
Trish vetoed:
"Perhaps it was something else. When the disaster occurred, in addition to the impact of the star realm, there was also this ravine very close to the Scarlet Corridor. It was right above the corridor, so."
Murphy blinked, looked at Tris and said:
"You mean, subspace?"
Tris didn't answer.
She just frowned and maintained the thoughtful expression that a psychic master should have. After a while, when the blood servants dug out a huge piece of ore mixed with spar, Tris finally couldn't help it anymore.
She pulled Murphy back to the corridor with her wings spread out, and flew all the way to the place where the Hall of Holy Blood collapsed.
It is so damaged that it has not yet been excavated and repaired.
Tris picked up the mining pick left by the worker next to her and said to Murphy:
"Dig this place out! The impact of the subspace started here. If the birth of the burning gold ore is really related to the subspace, then there must be a larger and pure vein of minerals under the ruins of the hall."
"Hmm, good idea!"
Murphy nodded, but then he curled his lips and said:
"But does this kind of hard work require me to do it myself? Can't you just send me a task? There are so many idle little players who will come and volunteer their efforts. Make the best use of everything, Tris."
"Well, what you said makes sense, I'll send you the mission right now."
