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On this day, instead of mining, Darko went to the section on the west side of the prison. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is no hard and fast rule that prisoners must go to mining every day, because it is enough to monopolize the price of prison transactions to motivate prisoners to work, and there is no need to add to it. And some prisoners will always have various connections and channels that allow them to earn gold ore without mining, such as Rossi is a stall owner in the free market, and the same is true of the district where Darko is going.

The area is located on the west side of the Adamantite Prison, and the flame-scorched and distorted air above the area can be seen everywhere and at any time and in the cell. The Adamantite Prison has relied on its resources to make it one of the best weapons workshops in the Mercury Plane. The head of the district is a high-level fire mage named Philip. But Philip can only decide on the type and quantity of weapons to craft, and the real person in charge of reviewing the quality of forging is an alchemist named Gambia.

Darko was stopped by the jailer as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the district, and the jailer who usually watched from the wall in the mining area could only watch the door here, and Dakko did not dare to slack off, and showed the jailer a dozen ferocious gopher skins, "This is the material that Master Gambia wants, I will give it to him." ”

The jailer had apparently also received an explanation from Gambia, and immediately led Darko inside. Not long after I walked in, a sharp voice sounded, "Where did the prisoner come from? Why are you hanging out here? Don't you know the rules of my district?"

Following the sound, it was a middle-aged man in a magic robe, his appearance was sharp and mean, and his eyes were as narrow as those of a ferocious gopher. Although his appearance is not good, Darko feels a strong fire elemental aura in him, and he looks like a high-level fire magician.

When the jailer saw this man, he hurriedly stepped forward and explained, "Master Philip, this prisoner has sent materials for the ferocious gopher, and Master Gambia has explained ......."

"What a ferocious gopher! I'm a district! a place to build weapons! not a ragged one!" Philip screamed sharply, and Darko felt his eardrums almost punctured.

"But, Master Gambia......"

"Give me less! I'm the head of this district! Either follow my rules or get out of here!"

Seeing this, Darko had already guessed that Master Gambia might have some personal grudges with this Philip, so he hurriedly took a few steps forward and quietly handed over a piece of gold ore, "Master Philip, I am Darko, a prisoner in the mining area. ”

Philip took the gold ore and touched it, and put it in his pocket with some reluctance, "If there is anything, go as soon as possible!

The jailer quietly wiped his sweat and continued with Darko deeper into the district. The district itself is divided into workshops, and crafting weapons is just one of the categories. The crafting of weapons is divided into two parts: casting and enchanting, which are operated by different support classes.

Among them, casting mainly refers to the formation of equipment, that is, the work of a blacksmith. There is also a big difference between advanced casting and blacksmithing, and it is necessary for a mage who specializes in fire to rely on his own magic flame to forge in order to perfectly integrate magic metal into the weapon. However, there are no professional foundries in the Adamantite Prison, and the production is all excellent and sophisticated weapons, and the requirements for casting are only to make metal into standard weapons, and the shape of each weapon cannot be too different, so as to facilitate other processes later. In addition to weapons, there are also defensive equipment such as forging armor, as well as special items such as hidden weapon traps.

Enchantment is the most critical step, and the reason why enchantment is the most critical is because the process of enchantment plays the largest proportion of the weapon's overall attack power. A famous alchemy master in history once said that no matter how powerful a forging master is, how powerful the forging skills are, and how rare the equipment is made of materials, if there is no late-stage enchantment, it is just a useless piece of equipment. The enchantment of standard weapons and melee weapons are all uniformly attached to the effect of slashing, which makes the effect of critical hits in melee more powerful, and the shield is all guarded to increase defense.

In addition to these two large workshops, there are several small workshops, which have everything from molding, refining, decomposition, herbs, inscriptions, refining, etc., as well as auxiliary departments such as warehousing and material reclaiming. The whole district is a one-stop flow operation, and there is only one road. The jailer took Darko around the entire district according to the production process, and Darko was sweating profusely.

The foundry is the largest of these workshops, and it is here that Daktronics finally finds the impression of a blacksmith. I saw that in the empty and hot hall, there were dozens of large furnaces side by side, and under each furnace there were magic arrays criss-crossed, and when they reached the bottom of the furnace, they spewed out raging flames. Standing in front of the furnace was a big man with a strong muscle, swinging a hammer and iron, sweating like rain, and the sonorous sound was endless. Some of these men were crafting armor, some were making swords, and some were making strange things that Darko couldn't even understand. Occasionally, someone made a sword and threw it into the sink next to it, only to hear a loud sound of water vapor rising from the ground. The people wielding the hammers next to the stove are also shackled prisoners, and it seems that there is a skill that can be reused even if they are in prison.

Dakko found that the weapons made here were all standard swords, guns, swords, shields, and armor, and the armor was also made of one style, which seemed to be centrally supplied to the army. After thinking about it, Darko understood the main point, although the upper limit of the power of the Mercury plane does not limit the level of equipment, the magic skills used in the process of refining equipment will be limited.

In his previous life, Dakko was a fire method, and he accurately felt that the temperature inside these furnaces was about 1500C. Such a temperature can only add a trace amount of Adamantite to the surface of the equipment, and the weapons created are only of the Elite level, and about a thousand weapons only use the amount of a piece of Adamantite Ore, even so, it is enough to enchant below the second level on such a weapon, which is the great effect of magic metals such as Adamantite.

However, in order to create a superior weapon, it is necessary to fuse the Adamantite more and more evenly, which must require a high temperature of more than 2000C, and such a high temperature can only be achieved by the magic flame of the fire archmage, and the archmage cannot come to the Mercury plane. Therefore, the level of equipment created by the Mercury plane is limited to the elite level.

After going round and round, at last they came to an upward staircase, where the jailer tugged on a dangling bell, and then stood upright. Darko was wondering when he saw a magical image appear at the bell, and an old man with unkempt hair and pointed monkey cheeks appeared in it.

"What's the matter with me again? Antonio's bastard hasn't paid off the last batch of materials owed to me! How to make products without materials! I only know how to urge the goods every day! Get out of here!"

The jailer hurriedly explained, "Master Gambia, this prisoner has come to deliver materials for the ferocious gophers. ”

"Ferocious gophers? But let me see which one of them got lucky by stepping on shit, and picked up a dead and ferocious gopher? I told you a long time ago that my potions are not exchangeable for everything! There is no dozen of them to fool me!"

Darko stepped forward, "Master Gambia, I've prepared a dozen of ferocious gopher materials. ”

"Huh?" Gambia's eyes only flickered over Darko's face, and then he was attracted by the pile of fur next to him, "The scars of the rain archery?

Darko was shocked, he didn't expect Gambia to be able to identify the magic he was using by the scars on his fur, obviously with a very vicious eye. Gambia immediately said, "All right, come up!"

The jailer nodded, and led the way up the stairs.

"Fuck off! I'm calling this prisoner up! what's the matter with you?" the voice coming from the magical image was constant, but it felt as if it was twice as loud from Gambia's momentum.

"But, Master Gambia, this prisoner is a prisoner in the mining area, and it will be more dangerous. "The jailer was also embarrassed.

"Fuck off, I'm afraid of a prisoner wearing ten kilograms of iron shackles?" said as he said a ball of magical flame rising in his hand, even if it was just a magical image, Darko seemed to feel the temperature rise a little, as if the heat was transmitted through the magical image.

The jailer opened his mouth and didn't retort, so he waited where he was, while Darko walked up the stairs alone. The stairs soon came to an end, and a dark stone door appeared in front of him, and he was about to knock on it, when the stone door suddenly slid open on its own with great speed. Darko's hand that was about to knock on the door was lost, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Wahahahaha......" Gambia in the room was facing the door, looking at Darko's embarrassed expression with a smile, "Hahahaha, I'm laughing to death, no one has been here for a long time, you came in time!"

Darko looked inexplicable, and felt that the old man's laughter was really too low. Gambia's room was a straight-through strip with a doorway that looked out the window, with a long row of test benches on the left and bookshelves on the right. It's just that there are very few books on the shelves, and most of them are placed in potion bottles and various alchemy materials, and even several specimens of small magical beasts. It looked chaotic, but Darko had seen the world, and Phyllis's lab was ten times more chaotic, so he thought Gambia's experiment was too clean.

"Hey, you're not fun at all! Antonio is more interesting in comparison!" Gambia suddenly became serious, as if to reprimand Darko for not being funny, but then he laughed again, "Hahahaha, you will never guess how that kid Antonio got in, he climbed in with a roll, wahahaha! He saw that the stone door was too thick, and he was afraid that I would not hear the knock, so he used all his strength to knock on the door, and he rolled in......!

Gambia laughed for a while, but found that Darko at the door was still standing like that, so he instantly straightened his face, "Boy who doesn't understand humor, he wasted so many jokes on you for nothing!

Darko placed a dozen bundles of fur on the ground and handed over a small cloth bag containing the teeth of the gopher.

Ferrero took the skin of the ferocious gopher and looked at it carefully, "You're a water magician? No, this one has four systems of magic on it." Oh, it turned out to be an ice magician, and his talent is not bad. Huh, there are also scars from the attack of the fighting spirit, are you a dual cultivator of demon and martial arts?"

Darko was also amazed to hear that Gambia could tell his and Wood's attacks from the scars on his fur alone, and was about to answer, when Gambia continued, "The first layer on the shelf is full of small bottles of magic potions, you can pick any bottle." ”

Only then did Darko know that Gambia was just asking casually, and didn't really care about the answer. In his opinion, it made no difference whether Darko was a mage or a warrior, as long as he could be provided with materials.

Daktronics immediately excitedly browsed through the first floor of the bookshelf, each bottle of potion with simple text indicating the type of potion. Dakko also knows a thing or two about potions, just looking to see if it works for him.

"Primary Defense Elixir, which increases a small amount of defense in one hour, is not needed, Primary Agility Elixir, which increases a small amount of reaction speed in one hour, is not used, Primary Tenacity Elixir, which increases vitality a little in one hour, is not needed, Primary Strength Elixir, don't, Primary Precision Elixir, don't ...... Why is it that there are no potions here that can be used by magicians?" Dakko looked at the bottles, and found that none of them could be used by himself.

"What can't a magician do with his own magic? Why do you need magic potions? You magicians with exclusive elemental talents want to use potions to make up for their shortcomings in battle?, why didn't you realize earlier that you are not as good as all mages?" Gambia sneered when she heard Darko's complaints, and sneered, "Hurry up and choose a bottle, get out of here if you choose it, don't disturb me to do experiments!"

Only then did Darko know that this Gambia was a full-range magician, that is, like Orlando, his talents in all elements were very mediocre, no wonder most of the bookshelves were primary-level potions, only a few bottles of intermediate-level potions, and high-level potions were not at all, it turned out that Gambia's talent was limited.

Darko guessed that Gambia might have been despised, so now as a pharmacist, he deliberately refrained from refining potions that magicians could use. For this kind of person, Dakko is also unimpressed. At this time, Darko finally found a bottle of Weak Troll Blood Elixir in the primary potion that he had never seen before. Because of the urging of Gambia, Darko thought that other potions would not be used anyway, so it would be better to change this bottle and study its effect later.

Darko picked the bottle, informed Gambia, and prepared to leave. As he walked to the door, he was stopped by Gambia, "Hey, boy. There are only a few people who know the rules of my trading here, and if you can find me, you must know one of them. Then I should have heard them say that there are zombies in the depths of the mine. ”

Darko nodded, waiting for Gambia's next step.

"If you kill zombies, bring me their eyeballs, I have important experiments to use. ”

Darko couldn't help but scoff, thinking to himself that there are no potions to trade, why should he help you kill zombies. Zombies are no more than ferocious gophers, they are creatures of up to the third order, and they live together in groups, even if high-level fighters are besieged by zombies, they can't take advantage. Seeing Darko's expression, Gambia also guessed his thoughts, so he opened the drawer and took out a strangely shaped alchemy prop from it, which looked like a beast's horn.

"This is an alchemy machine I built based on a unique drawing, and it can accurately capture the sound of its prey, even the slightest sound of an ant. And the attack power is not weak.,Demonic beasts below the third order will lose their ability to act when they are attacked by it.,Use it as a trap to kill your opponent with absolute ability to skip the level.。 Gambia proudly promoted his work, "I have only made three pieces of this alchemy machine, so the price is naturally not cheap, and you need to exchange it for the eyeballs of ten zombies!"

Darko was puzzled, "Why do I want this alchemy machine?"

"Stupid! With this, you can set traps to kill zombies and get zombie eyeballs! That's the raw material for me to do a key experiment! You stupid person doesn't understand the great ...... of this experiment."

"Why should I get the Zombie Eyeball?"

"You can exchange zombie eyeballs for this alchemy machine of mine! With this alchemy machine, you can continue to hunt zombies and get more eyeballs......

Darko understood Gambia's logic and left his lab without looking back.