Alan took advantage of his free time to look through the engineering drawings and found that there was a mine drawing that matched their current situation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is said that this is a technology developed by a group of cunning creatures called goblins, who have been working on the edge of the mine in the past, so they have a particularly deep understanding of metal, and they have discovered a high explosive that is much more powerful than Allen's crude explosive powder, and then combined with the clockwork synchronous coordination gyroscope with gold as the main axis, it can make controllable goblin mines.

Alan approached Raven Keith and Mirune and asked them to help him replicate it.

Now that the pre-war mobilization was in full swing, everyone had a lot of work to do, and Raven Keith had to forge the matching parts of the gun casings in the last few days, so that the soldiers would have time to practice before going into battle.

Milune's words were even busier because of forging armor and weapons.

Everyone should know that the quiet forest produces copper ore, tin ore, and mythril, but it does not produce iron ore, and if you want iron ore, you probably need to go out of the forest and go to the deep mountains and cliffs to find ore veins.

In this mysterious and meticulous discipline, Mirune showed the same genius, and after finding a way to transform gold and real silver, she found a way to transform metal into iron.

But this work is very delicate, although Alan has thought of finding a few Night Elves to help her, but those Night Elves who are quite quick to get started in other aspects, but they can't do anything about alchemy, maybe there is also the reason why the Night Elves are still hostile to the Dryad, and in desperation, Alan only occasionally comes over to help, but more often, it is the fawn who sacrifices his sleep time, and it seems that this time-consuming and labor-intensive work is extremely necessary for care and patience.

For this reason, when Alan brought the two of them in, he was also a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, it looks like I'm going to add more work to you." ”

Raven Keyes punched Allen in the chest, meaning that I still need to be polite, and as for the deer, he will be much shy-

She shook her head into a rattle: "It's not hard to help the master at all. ”

Of course, this is reckless, how can it not be hard, Alan knows very well that she has only slept a short time every day in order to complete her work recently, and although alchemy is not as hard as physical labor, it is unexpectedly large for mental consumption, and there is no room for sloppiness.

The Night Elves are fighting for their own survival, which is naturally not said, but the fawn is just living here and working so hard, her kindness and diligence are pitied.

Alan reached out and stroked Mirune's pothos-like hair, causing the latter to squint in comfort, and promised her, "When I'm done here, I'll give you a leisurely vacation, and maybe we can go on an expedition to the forests and valley bottoms in the west." ”

There is a big difference between Alan and other time-travelers is that most of the time-travelers are determined to establish a great achievement in the new world, such as a prince and general, or a generation of overlords or something, but Allen has no intention of dominating the world at all, his struggle history has ended as a reincarnation, and the rest is just to work how to live the comfortable life he expects.

After all, the main god has a pit, and his god is called a god, but he is not completely freewheeling, and he must protect his people to get through the difficulties, otherwise he will lose his faith and the main god will also be unlucky.

Therefore, now I have to help the Night Elves win this war, and when the Night Elves establish a revolutionary base in this land, and the spark can ignite the prairies, then Alan, the agent of Darth Rema, can retire successfully.

You say that he is slinged or brain-dead, anyway, he has that little ambition, after having a stable rear, to be like Zeus everywhere to stir up flowers and grass (scum god) to travel around, while seeing all kinds of customs and customs, meet (scourge) a beautiful woman, search for all kinds of delicacies and ingredients, and then by the way, preach and solve problems for the locals, and then bathe in the admiration of the crowd.

"Master?" In the face of Mirune's inquiry, Alan came back to his senses from his lustful - no, it should be said that the future is imaginary, looking at the puzzled eyes of the two in front of him, Alan coughed to reveal the embarrassment, and forcibly changed the topic.

"By the way, let's talk about this goblin Dark Thunder."

Next, Alan used the engineering blueprint he had in his possession to exchange faith points for the effect of this goblin Dark Thunder with Raven Keith and Milune.

"Like the explosives packs we used to deal with the gnolls, right?"

"No, it's a little different, this time you don't need to ignite, the enemy will explode as long as you get close, and it's not so easy for the other party to find out if you're buried underground."

"It's amazing." Ravenketh did not hesitate to praise Allen, "Darth Rema, I am sometimes really curious about how that magical knowledge fits into your mind. ”

This may have been just Raven Keys's emotion, but Alan was really embarrassed.

All he could say was, "These are just gifts from God Allen." ”

Ravenketh smiled, his expression clearly unconvinced, but not skeptical.

He still remembers the time when they fought against the Werewolves, and when they faced so many enemies, everyone thought it would be impossible to do it, but Eren confidently told them that they were far from despairing, and brought gunpowder and explosives packets to them.

It was the first time he had seen such an amazing and unimaginable thing in this world, and even those stones were dug by him and Jarey themselves, but it was these completely useless things in their eyes that allowed them to get through the difficulties and win. After this, new things suddenly became more and more in front of them, one after another, wooden houses, porcelain, bronze, and now muskets, and although Ravenkes still felt magical, he was no longer as surprised as he had been at the beginning.

It was as if the Night Elves, nay, perhaps the time they had been sealed in the dust as dark trolls, had finally left the past behind and began to flow forward, though the process might have been dangerous, but ......

"I'm starting to believe in the future you and Master Azhara describe."

With such a sentence, the dignified Ravenketh turned around and left with Alan's request.

Because of the large number of armor and weapons that were now being manufactured, all the furnaces were moved to the camp to work collectively, and Ravenkes, as the oldest and most skilled of the craftsmen, often gave advice to others while building, acting as an instructor.

As for Alan and Mirune, they continued to stay in the alchemy hut, and the alchemy equipment is a precision instrument, which cannot be left outside to be exposed to the sun or watered by rain.

"We can make one according to this drawing first and test the power, and then consider how much we need and where to bury them."

Everything starts with the parts.

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