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170 Of course it's because you're too weak

"How many days have you been studying seriously? Although the parts you have learned are pretty good from application to proficiency, your foundation can be said to be worse than that of an apprentice. How many basic alchemy spells have you learned? You can master it without knowing it.

A shaping spell?"

"I can also use induction and detection spells!"

"I'm not afraid of being embarrassed if I say it! In the main directions of machinery, fabrics, talismans, and potions, you can only pass it mechanically! In terms of ordinary assessment, you might not even be able to pass the apprenticeship basic written examination!"

Polu lowered his head and answered in his mind:

"No, teacher, if the exam is all multiple-choice questions, I will definitely be able to pass it. I just don't understand it, but I remember everything I read."

Landau didn't notice Polu's expression. As he spoke, he asked the workers to leave the other half-installed stove. He continued to cast spells and quickly installed the remaining half of the stove.

In just one meal, two small blast furnaces were already standing at the predetermined location. Now Polu was dumbfounded - the furnaces were installed, but the planned transportation plan had not even started, and the mining was even more complicated.

There is no way to keep up.

There is no mined ore or charcoal to fill the furnace!

He had no choice but to explain it to Goola, who was also dumbfounded, and put forward the plan from iron mine to furnace for implementation. The opportunity was rare, so Landau simply started giving him lessons.

"Assembly is a spell that has always been with alchemists. Although the name does not sound powerful at all, it is indeed a spell with great potential for growth. The elementary assembly spell has the effect just now, shortening the long assembly process to this

To the extent that advanced assembly can even start from raw materials, there is no need to prepare parts in advance, and it can be completed in one step."

"Is there anything more up there?"

"Also, but the name has been changed. At this level of assembly, it is generally called material control. After all, it has the ability to directly gather matter from the surrounding environment to generate creations. So some people call this spell the creation spell."

Polu thought in his mind:

"Doesn't this sound like a magic fitter? It's elementary level. Can I already learn it?"

He asked decisively, but the answer was counterproductive.

"No, this is a high-level spell."

Landau decisively rejected him. But he glanced at the frustrated Polu again: "It's useless even if you memorize the complete spell now. You haven't even done the basic exercises now, have you? Then you just start digging the foundation.

When I started practicing, alas, if I didn’t lay a good foundation, it would be impossible to make the leap.”

"So the digging hole will end up on me? Teacher, I'm very busy!"

"Digging is the only way for every high-level alchemist. If you want to learn this skill, you have to practice digging! If you don't dig now, how can you improve?"

Under such a premise, Polu could only give up the struggle. After some study, he began his miserable digging career.

The principle is very simple, just like the basic shaping spell, it changes the material in front of him into the shape he needs. However, compared with the shaping spell that he can basically control, the span is a bit large.

The size of the workpiece of the shaping spell can basically be mastered by one person. Once the scale is suddenly enlarged to the size of a house, the control of accuracy and level will inevitably drop off a cliff, so digging holes is necessary for practice.

According to Landau, you have to practice until you let go of your magic power and you can pull out a piece of soil that is about the size of a house, square and smooth, and you are qualified to learn the next step. You don’t even need to do it when you take it out.

Mud is allowed to fall down! It even needs to be placed smoothly on the ground without any damage!

"Teacher, at what stage can I have such control, especially taking it out? I really can't do this!"

"It's okay if you can't do it. You just have too little practice in controlling objects. You can't even do experiments with your hands! You're too weak! Do you think you work like an alchemist? Except for your head, you and an apprentice

What’s the difference? Practice honestly and don’t be lazy!”

With Polu's current control, he can only cut about 1 cubic meter. It is impossible to take it out as a whole! It can only be divided into eight pieces and taken out from the pit. This adobe brick is very suitable for building

Defensive measures - But if the enemy can hit here, what's the use of just a layer of earth wall? It can only block the wind, right?

He was busy going back and forth. This kind of operation required a lot of concentration on his part, so he quickly became immersed in the concentrated control and didn't notice the passage of time at all.

It wasn't until he felt dizzy and cold sweat streaming down his forehead that he noticed that it was getting dark.

Snap!

When he was distracted, the adobe bricks in front of him shattered and turned into dirt and scattered on the floor. This seemed to be a signal that he felt that he could no longer stand.

"Okay, that's it for today. We'll continue here tomorrow. My laboratory won't be built for a while, and there's nothing else to do these days, so just use it as teaching time. Eat.

After dinner, go back and rest early."

After speaking, Landau waved and left.

Bolu took a few deep breaths and finally regained consciousness. He forced himself to move to the canteen, ate the bread distributed today as if he were swallowing a stone, and then poured the soup into his mouth without tasting it at all.

Afterwards, he returned to his tent and fell asleep.

When he woke up from his sleep the next day, he still felt a splitting headache, as if the numbness after working overtime for a long time filled his mind.

He smiled bitterly, touched the holy symbol on his chest, and once again experienced the fear of being controlled by the injection rod.

When he arrived at the construction site and met his teacher, Landau said: "It seems that he has recovered well. Today we will practice a new topic. The bricks you dug out yesterday are good, and we have to process them today. This is also the basis of assembly skills."

Practice. It’s very simple, just like using fire to make bricks, but it needs to be controlled by your magic power.”

Lang Dao started to demonstrate while talking.

"The first step is to classify the impurities, the second step is to force the moisture out of the pure adobe bricks, the third step is to unify the size and modify the adobe bricks into sintered bricks. Pay attention! This step seems small, but it is

It’s the key to us being called alchemists instead of magic craftsmen! Come and try it!”

"Stop! Take a look at your two bricks. Are they the same size?"

"There are bubbles! How can there be bubbles!"

"The corner is broken! The control is uneven!"

The time was spent in such repeated exercises, and Bolu could only spare time every day to arrange the reconstruction work. Fortunately, little Irene knew his plan, and with the help of Goola and Smith, plus throughout the whole

Almost all the digging work in the town has been contracted by Polu, so a large amount of manpower has been devoted to the work of repairing the iron ore to the furnace.

Bolu was in a daze. He no longer knew the passage of time and was completely immersed in his own practice. Until one night, he had just completed a day's training when he suddenly heard a blast from the small blast furnace not far away.

Familiar whistle sound!

He was excited, as if he was awakened by the whistle. He looked at Landau, who nodded, so he spread his legs and ran along the street towards the small blast furnace. From a distance,

He watched Geola lead the workers to open the furnace excitedly and release the first pack of red hot molten iron!

An indescribable joy surged into his heart. It was a refreshing feeling like being reborn from the ashes. It was like a weak current that suddenly penetrated from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, making him tremble uncontrollably.

.

The experiences he had accumulated during this period seemed to come together suddenly, and his groggy mind suddenly became clearer and sharper than ever before. He felt that the magic power flowing around him seemed to have suddenly taken on physical form, although it was still difficult to figure out and unable to grasp.

In the hand, but now it becomes like wind and can be felt.

He stretched out his hand and stirred the magic power around him. He felt the subtle fluctuations of the magic power and the slight feeling of it brushing against his skin. He could even see clearly that the energy-concentrating plate on the small blast furnace was pulling the magic power into it. It was as if there was suddenly a cloth in the air.

Filled with dust, the flow direction becomes clearer.

"You are, this is too..."

Lang Dao's voice came from behind him.

He turned around in surprise and saw Landau, who also had a surprised expression.

"Is this guy able to comprehend something just after practicing for a while? He hasn't had time to catch up on many lessons yet?"


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