Mock Skull Bay, Rileys Jurisdiction.

The unloading gate in the workshop area was blocked by five horse-drawn carts, and when the maintenance workers lifted the covers, they saw bundles of red poles.

"This is the Crystal of the Underworld, damn it, which guy ordered the material?"

The Administrator took off one of the lenses and turned around cursing in a gruffy voice.

The group of apprentices behind him looked at each other and shook their heads with blank expressions.

The workshops are connected together, and the houses with unique shapes are connected and superimposed, gathering the famous design geniuses of Mock Bay and the young people who want to learn the technology.

Every morning, the ordered materials are delivered here, and the laborers with the emblem have to pay for the goods according to the list and take the corresponding items with them.

It's orderly, and everyone gets things done quickly and quickly, more efficient than machines and arcane puppets.

However, this batch of sudden crystals has affected the rhythm that should be, and now hundreds of workers in the unloading area are all looking at them, expecting someone to give an explanation.

"Okay, is there any misunderstanding?"

The Administrator frowned, wiping his glasses with a half-oil-soaked cloth, slanting his glasses into the three strangers in the corner.

The vendor coughed lightly, thanking God that he finally had a chance to interject and speak.

"This is, uh, Miss Belan's goods, and I was asked to send these samples."

He felt that the other party's eyes suddenly lit up, like a sharpened carving knife, making the bones in the back numb and feeling deep discomfort.

"Ahem, there is still half a warehouse in the back, at least the ...... of dozens of carriages"

The crowd became quiet, and their expressions were contemplative, not at all noisy or impatient, and the hard-legged fellows had already run towards a certain shed.

Several well-known designers came up to watch.

They use strange reagents and dazzling secret techniques to test and analyze these consumables to find out how they differ.

"No way, this is an ordinary crystal."

"You can make weapons, but it's not practical at all, and the cost is too high."

"Beran is the most talented, she's not going to be able to collect a bunch of scrap, and maybe we're missing some fantastic idea."

……

The three brothers of the vendor were in the corner, helpless, and diluted their presence many times.

They had been around for a while, and they recognized these as designers of great repute, and many of the practical and sturdy weapons, as well as the elaborate household items, were all from this building.

About a glass of wine had passed, and the crowd got out of the way.

Beran walked out slowly, holding a strange-looking ball and three tools stuck in her right fingers, attracting everyone's attention and successfully stopping the whispering in the corner.

She was wearing multi-pocket culottes, holding the rare fishhook in her mouth, and stomped on the edge of the car.

"What? It's not my goods, and I won't forgive it for anyone's joke! Damn, I've got the latest arcane orb in my hand, and it's a waste of my time......"

The vendor raised his eyebrows, a little nervous in his heart, and he wanted to go out and explain.

The crowd was in an uproar, many with disappointed expressions, and the weariness of the craftsmen resurfaced and doubled.

"I ordered it!"

The voice came from afar.

Gather all the scattered attention, and the invective of the fragmented thoughts, and finally gather at one point—young Adam from the side.

He walked briskly, as if he had just arrived.

"Hey, Béran, you took my drawings and owe me a favor, right?"

He raised his arm, bit on half a piece of soft bread, smiled and moved to the middle, and the regular clothes on his body were very individual, standing out among the craftsmen and apprentices.

Belan raised an eyebrow, squinted and smiled, and gently removed the hook from the corner of his mouth.

"You don't seem to be happy?"

Adam spread out his arms and felt some kind of unease.

[The expression of a lady's anger is often dangerous, and the people around you are quickly moving away from you, which is a very bad omen. 】

"This is the second time we've met, and last time, you got the attention of the bastards in the casino and threatened me on the spot, oh my God, Mr. Duchen, who do you think you're talking to?"

Click!

The metal ball was slammed shut by her, making a device-triggered sound.

"The captain has to come forward, I have to break those sling mechanisms, and I have to find a way to save you, hehe, guess what, which hapless maintenance worker was reprimanded and scolded in the end?"

The corners of Belan's mouth seemed to curl higher.

The thing began to glow, and in the early morning outdoors, it was a little dazzling.

"Uh, sir? Whatever you've done, it's best to apologize quickly. ”

The vendor said loudly that the brothers were unfortunate that their escape route was blocked, and to be precise, they stayed behind one of the perpetrators.

"It's too late."

Adam bit his lip, replied helplessly, and used brute force to remove the frame bezel.

Belan put away her smile, and the speed of change was like pressing a switch mechanism, and at the same time, the ball in her hand that began to tremble was thrown out with all her might.

There are many accidents in the shed, many of which are quite serious......

It's all about Belan!

She was an awesome designer of character and talent, repairing and creating things that were barely equal in number to those she destroyed.

Blue flames, mixed with white light, enveloped a huge amount of smoke and dust, swallowing the entire unloading area like a giant sea beast opening its mouth.

[You are attacked by the arcane arts, and the powerful impact affects your perception, and the fleeting heat burns half of your arm. 】

Adam gasped for breath and coughed up bloody sputum with charred ash.

He thought it would be a joke, but in that moment, it was like a whole basin of lava turned upside down, soaked in the poison of a mad wizard, poked back and forth by a steel fork.

"Of course, you're still alive, after all, you can tie with the captain, albeit with a little moisture."

Belan walked over with his feet up, the anger on his face gone.

But instead of apologizing for her impulsiveness, she just put away her fleeting worries and threw away two bottles of potion.

"Drink it and tell me how it feels, it will help me refine the design, and you should be glad it's a half-finished product......"

【Advanced Healing Potions】

[The works of professional alchemists, the materials and the price point are all staggering. 】

"In the bay, don't mess with women, especially Captain Rileys' precinct."

"Instead of nagging, you should apologize sincerely!"

Adam took it and put it in his pocket, his recovery ability could generate income, but half of the blood bar evaporated in an instant, which was the price of a lady's anger.

"I, I just can't control my temper, family inheritance, forget it, you're here to ask me for help, go to the maintenance room to talk, and take this pile of garbage with you by the way."

Belan muttered and left, baring his teeth and claws for a long time, but still did not apologize.

Adam looked around:

A huge canvas rose from the roof, hula-la-la-blowing away the residual smell of medicine, revealing the mess on the ground.

In the fan-shaped area behind him, there are people lying horizontally and vertically, most of whom have been fainted by arcane techniques, or have temporary deafness and hallucinations.

The three brothers who delivered the goods twitched at the corners of their mouths, and they almost hurt their souls.

Craftsmen directed, moved broken parts, planned reconstruction, supported and evacuated the crowd, and almost in the blink of an eye, the unloading area was restored to normalcy.

Everything, so skilled!

Before Belan left, he left behind a piece of parchment with the blueprint of the arcane orb and some research notes.

The Administrator took it with a smile.

The designers of the bay are willing to empty part of their heads for the sake of the above knowledge, and erase the accident caused by today from their memory.