"So, the alchemy factory in Ibrček is also finished?"
Even from the synthesized sound coming out through the magic circle, Constance's deep doubts could be heard. He kept his head hanging down and looked at Polu and Zhu Yiwei who were sitting in front of him with their heads raised.
After Landau and Hendrick confirmed that Constant was still sane and that due to the energy problem, the destructiveness of his sudden madness was minimized and it was impossible to cause serious damage, they went about their own business.
What destructive power can a robot have when the screen goes black as soon as it raises its hand?
So the task of recounting to Constance what happened during his slumber - now that we know whether their consciousness was awake, whether it could be called a slumber or not is a question - was given to Poirot and Juvie.
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So the know-it-all lady with dark circles under her eyes took on the important task of explaining.
"Those XX, I've known for a long time that those giants can't be trusted. I told them not to set up factories on these people's territory, even if it's close to a copper mine. I can still live without a copper mine, but now it's better, human mine
Both are empty! But this doesn’t make sense. Although alchemists will always die from explosions created by themselves, it is almost impossible for external forces to attack the alchemy factory successfully. Otherwise, such a large piece of meat would have been eaten long ago!"
"That's right."
Zhu Yiwei's tone was soft and calm. Facing her lake-like green eyes, even the irritable Constance softened. She told her about the clues and history found in the northwest mountains that Polu had told her.
After the records in the book corroborated each other, most of the timeline was pieced together.
Steel's face was still cold, but his voice was obviously a little surprised: "So all those alchemists who went to the mountains to study strange creatures are all dead? They left the factory and ran into the mountains and ravines, and they swelled a lot? There are no resources.
What's the difference between an alchemist and a salted fish? Now, everyone who can be beaten is dead, and even the factory is gone!"
He turned to Poru, as grumpy as ever:
"Nowadays, various types of potions are in short supply. Alchemy weapons are even more expensive but not commercially available? Ha, this is great. He also said that he wants to summon all the golems, so are you planning to knock them out by hand?"
"That's impossible. I'm designing an automated production line for manufacturing golems."
"It's just you? You're not even a high-level person! You can't make it by hand, but you dare to boast that you can design a production line?
Huh, even I couldn't get the goods on credit back then. The alchemist who had to pay with one hand and deliver the goods with one hand, such a big school and such a big factory, if I hadn't been very good at it, I would have been taken over by others. I didn't expect that we
Climbing out of the grave, how did they get away with it?
As a result, the only two people left in front of me now are you and your teacher, who are completely surviving, no, it can even be said to be functionally extinct?"
"Sir, you just said you could fight?"
After automatically filtering out Constance's endless vulgar words, the description "can" jumped out from the pile of information.
This description completely overturned Polu's understanding. In his understanding, he was in the cloth armor industry. He was responsible for hiding behind the battle lines and making equipment for his teammates. That was all he could do. Whether it was himself or Landau, both
He does not have a strong self-combat ability. So every time he encounters a battle, he will not move forward unless he has to.
"So it's broken again? Ah, this is too bad. Your knowledge level seems to be only worthy of being an apprentice before! God knows how you put this body together, okay, now let me give it to you
Explain."
"Some of your ancestors are by no means the weak and bullied laboratory nerds you imagined. On the contrary, they are very powerful in combat. How can the unit that controls most of the production of talismans, weapons, armor and potions be weak?"
Constance may have been in the dark for too long, and her desire to talk to people was particularly strong.
"Imagine you have a conflict with an alchemist who is just wearing an alchemical robe. You attack first and the constant shield on the robe is activated. Then you attack again and his amulet takes effect. Then you suddenly see
He also has a bunch of the same talismans around his neck. If nothing else, there is a bundle in his pocket."
"Anyway, he can make it himself. Amulets that are valuable to others are just things that can be made after dinner or even on the toilet. He ignored your attacks and drank the priceless talismans.
Potion, and then rushes over with an amplified radiance all over his body, his weapon slashes at your weapon, and if you are not strong enough to protect the weapon, it will even be corroded and softened by his spell!"
Constance, who was not breathing, spoke incessantly, and the desperate angle of what he said even gave the audience a sense of suffocation.
"You hit with all your strength and finally broke his turtle shell, leaving a wound on his body. At this time, you saw him take out another bottle, and then the wound healed in front of you.
Do you feel a sense of helplessness? Yes, this is the way the alchemist fights."
"If you're not dead by this time, you have to turn around and run away. Generally speaking, they can't catch up very quickly, and they can still survive. But if you choose to fight hard, congratulations, his potion has started to take effect——
The power is surprisingly strong, and if you can still catch it, you can see the force field shield and defensive spell damage barrier surrounding his body."
"Although his attack skills are not very good and he only has brute force, it is difficult to really kill him. Especially when he masters the spell sequence, if there is a teammate to cover him, he can even make amulets on the spot to resist damage.
.Before his resources are exhausted, it will be almost impossible to defeat him unless there is a level-crushing strength gap!"
"If he has learned it, he can even make more powerful weapons - rays, missiles and balls, neither of which are things that warriors are willing to carry. No matter who you are, there is always one thing that you are not good at.
It can be dealt with. And he can rely on himself to be tough enough to test out this shortcoming."
This sounds like a very meaty fighting method that makes Bolu fascinated - such a durable profession can be said to be very needed! Then the question is:
"But I don't think I've heard of it?"
Polu looked at Miss Know-It-All, and she just shook her head slightly. It was Constance who explained for him:
"I had never heard of it before the war. It seems to be a set of operations developed during the war. Maybe it was because it was too expensive, or maybe it was because there was no chance of fighting in the past. Normally, no one would want to conflict with the alchemist.
——You still expect to buy life-saving medicines and equipment from them?"
What Constance said made Polu yearn for it. However, a basin of cold water came to him.
"It's a pity. Although the combat method of stacking resources can be advantageous at the same level, it is difficult to become a legend with this method. After all, legends need to train themselves, and equipment is only supplementary."
The statement that everyone died before made Polu feel very uncomfortable, and he was not so polite when he spoke:
"Is it easier to become a legend in other professions?"
Constance paused at this remark, and then he changed the topic: "Why are you asking? Is it advanced? Are you starting to think about legends? Look at your talisman, it's not very good, I feel like it can
One punch smashed both the man and his shield!"
However, Polu's attention was not diverted:
"I want to know if the legendary alchemist can fight?"
Constance's voice suddenly became distant: "Ah, he was very capable of fighting, and matched with the equipment, but unfortunately he is also dead. I seem to remember him... he should be the designer of the standard model of the golem. What is his name?
…I can’t remember.”
"Okay, hurry up and find a way to change my position. I feel very uncomfortable lying on my back with my butt stuck out like this!"