Chapter 169: Why did you notify me when you returned to the Elf Clan?
"Oh, that's amazing!" I sighed as I looked at the two identical sets of light metal armor in front of me.
Because the materials and tools were readily available, I recreated two sets of light metal armor in a very short time.
The only difference is that when I choose materials, I try to find metals with the same magical elements as I can make them
The two sets of equipment have different attributes in appearance, introduction, and equipment with the same name.
One set has 6 defense and no protection at all, and the other has 2 defense reduced to 5 protection.
It turns out that the nuances of materials make such a big difference in the equipment made of it?
I tilted my head and thought as I looked at two sets of light metal armor with different attributes.
It seems that you will need to pay attention to it in the future, and you may be able to use these features to create equipment that goes beyond the specifications of the blueprints.
I learned a lot today, write it down first!
Looking at the sky outside, I shouted loudly, "Uncle Orik, I'll go back first, and I'll come back tomorrow!" ”
With that, I walked towards my temporary residence.
"It's fast." Olick walked back and said when he saw the cleaned forging room.
"Hey, I've got two more sets of equipment so quickly." Uncle Oric looked at the two sets of light metal armor hanging on the side, and walked over with some surprise and said.
"Hmm, this little human girl's magic perception is very good, and the metal materials selected are not bad at all." Olick tapped on the light metal armor and said. "I thought it would take a long time before I started teaching the following content. Looks like it's time to get ahead. ”
That night, a cylindrical fire rose in the palace of the dwarven clan, and I was awakened to look at the fire outside the window, and said helplessly: "I'll go, it's going to start dismantling so soon."
The next morning, while I was hammering the iron, the Dwarven King appeared in Uncle Orric's blacksmith's shop.
"Your Majesty, the King of the Dwarves, what are you doing here?" I looked at the dwarven king cautiously and said. "The edict is written by your own hand, don't think about going back."
"Hmph. Despicable human beings. As the king of the dwarves, my words definitely count! The dwarven king said to me with an expression that wanted to pluck my skin. I'm not coming to you today for the materials, but for your flying machine. ”
"You said the J-10 fighter." My eyes rolled. "The seventh-order demon core above is mine, this is not provided by the dwarf clan, so don't want it."
"It's just a seventh-order demon core. The dwarves don't embezzle. I want all of the above techniques! "The dwarven king saw me stumbling around. said with an unhappy face.
"Oh, the technical data." I nodded. "But isn't the content of the transaction the J-10 fighter jet for materials? It doesn't seem to include technical information, right? ”
"Hmph, just your stuff. We dwarves can completely imitate and make it, and I don't need these technical materials. The dwarven king said with a sigh of relief. I want the recipe for the thing you dropped yesterday, you don't have it on it! ”
"So you want information on thermobaric bombs." I nodded knowingly. "Don't say I didn't explain it in advance, although the principle of this thing is simple, but the materials inside are made by special methods, and you can't make it with conventional methods at all, so you'll die of this heart."
I'm not lying, the hydrocarbon high-energy fuel in it can't be made without the corresponding industrial base, even if it is forcibly made by the soil method, do you dare to use the things made?
It's going to explode at any moment!
As for how I got the fuel, well, I'm hanging on again.
In fact, it only took me two days to make the J-10 fighter, and the rest of the time was used by me to make its weapons.
After spending three days rebuilding the furnace, I slowly transformed all kinds of flammable and explosive dangerous goods in the makeshift hangar.
It was at this time that the fuel for thermobaric bombs was converted.
"You can directly put forward the conditions for me, and don't beat around the bush here." The dwarven king said with a shaky beard. "You can make it alone, can't you combine the dwarves and elves to make it?"
"Well, this is a unique technique for humans, why don't you go to Dean Phyllis?" I nodded.
"Hmph, I'm going to find Phyllis going to go!" With that, the dwarven king turned around and walked away.
"Keep working." I shrugged my shoulders and went about what I was doing.
This morning, Uncle Oryk told me how to mix the same metal with different properties, and I've been busy with this until now.
There's no way, Uncle Oryk will leave me alone after he finishes the general principle, and let me slowly explore it alone, saying that what I have explored by myself is the most impressive.
Isn't this a cheat?
There is ready-made information to consult, so why do I have to go through the path of my predecessors again?
Isn't this a pure waste of time?
As long as you dare to hand over all the information to me, as a member of the Great Shanzhai Empire, I will copy all the technical materials of your dwarf clan in minutes, believe it or not!
It's a pity that I can only silently vomit in my heart, and I still have to experiment with the characteristics of the appearance of different proportions of fused metals, and record them with a pen.
Why do I feel like I want to be so those people who study materials science?
The work is almost done, there is wood!
Fortunately, with the help of skills, as long as the stamina is enough, it can not only speed up the production process, but also directly judge the condition of the material in the system panel, saving a lot of time.
So it only took me three days to find out all the characteristics of the commonly used metals in the same proportion.
At present, I can change the inherent properties of the equipment I have made within a certain range if I need to.
Although it doesn't seem to be of much use.
After doing all this, I began to ask Orick for the blueprints of other metal armor and weapons, and to practice the cultivation items needed to upgrade the "iron" skill.
So time passed without hurry, and in the blink of an eye, ten days passed like this.
"Hey, bastard Qin Xin, are you really learning to strike iron with the dwarves?" Liara got into Uncle Orric's blacksmith and looked at me.
"Yo, why did you get here?" I glanced at Liara and went back to what I was doing.
The "Iron" skill is much more difficult to practice than the "Clothing Making" skill, although Uncle Olic has enough blueprints and raw materials to cultivate my "Iron" skill level to level 1, but at present, my iron-striking skill has only been cultivated to level 5.
Even if there is a design drawing, this astronomical amount of cultivation points will take a long, long time to complete!
In the past, I have always lacked skill points, but with the improvement of skill level, skill points are not lacking much, but I am stuck by various pit daddy cultivation projects.
Let's not talk about life skills.,As long as you keep making it, you can practice to the top one day one day.,Some of the strange cultivation projects of combat skills are called pit dads.。
For example, when the "Heart Piercing Arrow" skill level 5 was upgraded to level 4, that strange heart piercing arrow attacked the cultivation items of several targets.
Under normal circumstances, how can a single powerful attack skill have the opportunity to attack multiple enemies?
The enemy won't honestly stand in a line and let me shoot!
In the end, this strange cultivation project was solved by me through astuteness and intelligence.
The cultivation item didn't say anything about the enemy's state, just tie a group of slimes together and then shoot a heart-piercing arrow, how simple it is.
"I'm not as idle as you, I have a lot to do every day." Liara looked up proudly.
"It's busy to mess around with your mother?" I said without looking up.
"You! Forget it, I'm not here to quarrel with you today. Liara glared at me angrily. Tomorrow I'm going back to the elves with my mother, just to say goodbye. ”
"Yes, I didn't come to inform me that no one would come to see me off, and it would be miserable to return to the elves in the last place." I put down my work and looked at the ceiling and said.
"Hmph, ignore you!" Liara walked out of the hall in a huff.
"Ha Luha, looks like I'm going to have to do something else today." I pinched my fingers and said. (To be continued......)
PS: Sure enough, family is the biggest obstacle to writing.