"Black, shimmering silver stone?" Linda muttered to herself, isn't that the origin of the blackstone collar that Alice had mentioned to her?

Linda's heart was full of admiration, and when she searched again, the voice gradually faded away, and she lost her response.

Cultivating the witch's ability to think independently is Qin Song's main purpose, and the witches will be his right-hand man, not an ornamental vase plaything. Adopting different strategies for different characteristics, a hundred flowers blooming, each with its own merits, but closely united under the gods, is a force full of vitality and unlimited potential.

Before leaving, Qin Song deliberately left a [Connection Imprint] on Linda's forehead to share Linda's vision at any time. For he was sure that Linda would definitely look for the black, silver-shining stone, and that the bandit camp, also entrenched in the west, might come to the surface.

And Alice, there is a high probability that she will not go with her, the first is that it is too dangerous, and the second is that her energy should be completely focused on the Whitney ginner.

The next morning, when the first rays of the sun poured into Alice's room, Alice, who had experienced enough sleep and beautiful dreams, slowly woke up, and the structure of the cotton gin was clearly engraved in her mind, so that she couldn't wait to get dressed, finish washing, and run downstairs.

Halfway through, Alice and Linda meet, and both see the brilliance of excitement in each other's eyes.

"Linda, as you might expect, the gods have inspired me!"

"Alice, so do I!"

"Really?"

The two girls hugged each other excitedly, eagerly exchanging their dreams and experiences. When they found out that they had received two different revelations, first they were surprised, then they were surprised, which meant that the cold winter was no longer an unsolvable problem.

As Qin Song expected, Alice and Linda decided to split up, with Alice going to the workshop to study the machine, and Linda going to the west alone to find the black stone.

"Linda, this is my father's saber when he was younger. Before leaving, Alice held a knight's sword with a leather sheath in her hand, the handle was a pair of symmetrical brass wolf heads, sharp fangs, hideous expression, the sword body was about a meter long, and the spine of the sword flashed with cold light, with the intricate patterns peculiar to Bethka's steel, which was also one of the memorials left to her by her father:

"It's one of the masterpieces of Bain Heim, the master of weapons in the city of Arabe, called Wolf Edge, made of the finest Bethkar steel, tempered thousands of times. Now, I present it to you, in the hope that you will restore it to the glory of the sword. ”

"This ...... How can this be?" Linda was a little flattered: "This is too precious. ”

"Linda, the west side is full of danger. Alice's expression was serious: "You deserve a weapon to defend yourself, this sword is very sharp, and it is lighter than the knight's greatsword, which is easier to carry." Even if you don't know how to do swordsmanship, you can easily pierce through leather armor with a simple stab. Moreover, you have been blessed by the gods, and the power drawn from the stone is beyond the imagination of mortals, enough to multiply its power. ”

Linda looked at the sword wolf blade with some hesitation: "Alice, but I'm not good at swordsmanship. ”

"It doesn't matter. Alice smiled and winked: "When you come back smoothly, I will arrange the best guard in swordsmanship to teach you swordsmanship." ”

"But ......"

"Linda. Alice accentuated, "We are friends, and it is not natural for friends to give gifts to each other, and if you had skin harder than armor, I would have given you a knight's full body armor." ”

"Okay. Linda's heart was full of warmth, and she solemnly took the wolf blade from her hand: "I will protect it well and never let it be lost." ”

"No, Linda, it's for it to protect you. More than the sword, you are my most precious friend. Alice held her hand: "Good luck and a safe journey." ”

The western part of the Black Stone Collar is a vast expanse of wilderness, overgrown with clusters of shrubs and full of potholed loess pits. With a sword at her waist and a hooded cloak of linen draped over her body, Linda walks through with light and swiftness, followed by Kara, an alert hound dog.

There wasn't much shelter in the wilderness, and Linda's eyes could easily see the scenery miles away, while the low bushes allowed her to hide and avoid danger in advance. After half a morning's journey, in the distance of her vision, a rolling mountain finally appeared, stretching all the way to the south, faintly intersecting with the Black Mist Forest.

Picking up a stone from the ground to replenish her strength, Linda entered a state of energy again, and took the hound Kara, and quickly approached her destination.

But as the mountains continued to expand in her field of vision, Linda began to notice something unusual, and in the northwest, near the Blackstone Canyon, there were actually fields of golden wheat appearing.

This is by no means the wheat field of the Black Stone Collar, Linda's heart suddenly became nervous, there is only one possibility, those bandit groups really decided to take root in the Black Stone Collar for a long time, not only to establish a small town, but also to cultivate fields and grow crops.

Cautiously getting closer, the wooden watchtower at the end of the wheat field confirmed Linda's reasoning. At the rear of the tower, there are simple shacks, large and small, and in the central area of the shacks, there are a few wooden houses.

Exile Town.

This is not good news, if it is true that the gods say, black stone can solve the problem of heating the people. Then it is necessary to organize people and collect enough stones. But this exile town is like a sharp knife, blocking the way it must pass, and with the advantage of the watchtower, it is impossible to hide from it.

Linda, who was worried, did not recklessly continue to approach. Instead, under the cover of the bushes, away from the town, they advanced towards the mountains. Only Alice can make a decision about the Exile Town, but it is clear that Blackstone Fort does not have enough troops to wipe out the bandits.

Even the mountains that are so close in front of you in your field of vision take more than half a day to reach the foot of a marginal hill.

To Linda's surprise, the mountain was covered in yellow gravel and soil, and there was no legendary black stone. This forced her to cheer up and start a difficult journey over the mountains to find rocks.

The twilight was sinking and the cloudless sky turned a deep purple like a bruise. The sand raised by the mountain wind slapped against Linda's face, and the cloak hunted with a hunting sound. After an afternoon's trek, she went deep into the mountains, and was standing on top of a mountain, looking around for the expected black stone.

Linda, accustomed to solitude and darkness, decided to spend the night in the mountains, and she took flint and flint, black bread and bacon to defend herself, as well as a sword given by Alice, even if she was deep in the barren mountains and mountains, she did not feel afraid.

......

"Dalin, what I need is a drum that is round enough, about this thick, and the length is just right to fit in a wooden box, and the surface must be as smooth as possible. ”

In the workshop, Alice is using her hands to describe the shape and size of the roller. In front of her was Daylin Quinn, the only carpenter in the Blackstone Collar now, and her daughter Elena was by her side, listening curiously.

For a whole day, Alice restored the hooks and rows of teeth according to memory, and the wooden box shell was also made, but the most important component, the drum, was not manufactured for a long time.

"Mistress Alice, do you mean to make two rollers and put them in a wooden box?"

"Not only do you put it in, but you also have to dig round holes on both sides to fix the drum on top. So, you need to reserve wooden shafts at both ends of the drum that can be rolled. ”

Dai Lin's face was full of doubts, at first he thought he was just going to build a wooden box, and the description of Lovely Lisi became more and more strange. As a carpenter in the Golden Diamond and Black Anvil Society, he specializes in building homes, wardrobes, beds, and chests, but he has never seen such a strange idea.