Dirk, who was standing in front of the counter, naturally heard the roar coming from the other end of the card, and said to the front desk lady in a milky voice: "Sister, don't worry, I won't blame you with Master Creel." ”

After saying that, Dirk began to look up and down at the card used at the front desk. This was the first communication tool he had seen since he came to this world, and how could he not be curious.

In his cognition, the speed of information transmission in this world is quite closed, at least until today he has not been exposed to any means of communication. Also, the lighting tools here are completely different from those used by the family and the family.

Previously, it was used in the family as a magic crystal that could glow at night, but it was turned into a candle in the slums. After all, as far as Dirk knew, that kind of magical vigilance that produced light was expensive.

But the hall here has something like electric lights, so Dirk is starting to be curious. Could it be that this Enchanter's Guild has a presence that has crossed over like itself?

Just as Dirk thought of this, an angry roar came from the elevator, attracting the sideways glances of the people passing by.

"Which little bunny is slandering me here?!Believe it or not, I'm breaking your legs!" I saw that Master Creel's hair took on the appearance of an exploding head, and there was still some scorched black on his face, and even the original snow-white beard had faint burnt marks.

When Dirk saw Master Creel's appearance, he couldn't help but chuckle and raised his hand and said, "Here, Master Creel is me!"

The front desk didn't dare to squeak when he saw the honor of Master Creel, and hurriedly bowed down and said, "Hello Master, it's this kid looking for you." ”

Creel was also stunned when he saw Dirk, and then said with a little anger: "You stinky boy......!

At this point, his voice stopped abruptly. The reason is because at this time, Dirk has to hold a pair of gloves that are as colored as white jade in the palm of his hand, and there is still this Dao spiritual energy on the gloves that are constantly swimming.

Even from a distance of several meters, Creel could clearly feel the energy exuding from this glove, which was definitely a treasure!

"Hurry up, come with me, you kid, can this thing be taken out here casually?hahahaha, I know I'm not wrong!"

"This ...... This...... It's really the next-door neighbor of the master's lover. At this time, the front desk lady felt that she knew a big gossip, and the gossip spirit in her body was burning.

I forgot to mention that the ancestor of this front desk lady is a middle-aged woman with a strong ability to handle copywriting, but the disadvantage is that she likes to chew her tongue and ....... The consequence was that ten minutes after this incident, the entire Enchanters' Guild knew about it.

But at this time, Master Creel, who was still immersed in joy, was in his studio looking at Dirk's work.

Dirk was also shocked when he entered the studio, the last time he came to the master's studio, it was still scattered with all kinds of garbage and enchanted materials. And this visit can be described as a mess.

The room was almost bombed, it was a real bombing, it was full of charred marks, and there were even a few sparks on some of the discarded enchanted paper.

"Master, this ......" Dirk asked, looking around worriedly.

"Well, this is a common thing, I was just making a fire attribute enchantment, and it turned out to be so excited that it exploded. It's okay, I'll take care of it later. Quick, show me your work. Creel eagerly extended his hand to Dirk. 、

Dirk took out the glove and handed it to Creel, who did not hesitate to take out a small magnifying glass from his storage and place it on his eye. Look the work up and down carefully.

Dirk, on the other hand, was very well-behaved and helped Creel clean up the room. Truth be told, when he saw Creel's reaction, he already regretted playing this master who was so obsessed with enchantment.

Creel flipped his glove over and over in his hand, muttering from time to time, "Well, okay." The psionic energy is so abundant, and it also has the ability to attach. But how is this done?"

By the time Dirk had cleaned up the room, it was already half an hour after the fire scene was no longer the scene of the fire. Dirk was standing next to Creel, who was still looking at the work over and over again.

"Master, what do you think of this work?" asked Dirk.

Creel was awakened by Dirk's words from the state of study, and said happily: "Of course, too qualified. I knew you kid wasn't going to let me down. You see, there isn't a single bit of magic on the glove, but I can feel the flow of psionic energy, tell me how you came up with it. It's not simply enchanting, it's simply imparting magical powers. Creel unabashedly praised.

Dirk rubbed his hands when he heard Creel's praise and said, "Then you see, the material you said before ......"

Creel didn't hesitate, he directly took off the storage magic weapon in his hand, threw it to Dirk and said, "Take any piece, it can only be raw materials." Then show me. With that, he walked to the workbench with his gloves and continued his research.

Dirk didn't expect Creel to be so happy, and directly injected psionic energy into the storage magic weapon to see what kind of treasure was inside.

Actually, what Creel was thinking, what can you know as a child? Just find a pretty looking broken piece of brass and iron, and I'll just change it with you.

But he never expected that Dirk had an enchantment originator, Cangjie.

Dirk, who was sitting in his seat, was also stunned at this time, because he saw shelves in Creel's ring, and each shelf was placed with nearly ten different enchantment materials. There are hundreds of rings on such shelves!

Nearly a thousand enchanted materials appeared in front of his eyes, giving Dirk the urge to run away with the ring.

"Ancestors, ancestors. Dirk hurriedly called out to Cangjie.

"What's disturbing my old man's sleep...... I'll go, you are robbing who pulls, so much material. Cangjie's surprised voice remembered.

"Master Creel asked me to pick one of the ones to change my gloves with me, I really don't know which one to choose, you give me an idea. Dirk said.

"Oh, then, I'll introduce you. Cangjie said, after glancing around, he said: "I won't talk about the garbage, the one in the middle of the third shelf on the left is called air grass, which is a necessary material for flying enchantment." ”

"The black thing at the bottom of the ninth shelf on the right side is the dragon scales, the scales of the black dragon of the Cretaceous Empire's protector clan, but they are a good treasure that cannot be found. ”

"The cloth bag on the innermost shelf on the left contains soul powder, an essential ingredient for alchemists to make the Philosopher's Stone, which has no price. ”

Dirk's head was blindfolded at this point, but at that moment, he noticed something on the shelf in front of him and asked, "What is this?"