"Borderland Earl of the Kingdom of Hadrang, Richie Preel, Patron of the Crimson Lady", Zolde didn't care about the other party's resentful curse at all, and waved his hand to light up a light screen in the air. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the light screen is a handsome young man, with black hair and gray eyes, talking and laughing with a little girl with pink hair and horns on her head.

"I want to see what his workshop looks like, what his relationship is with Theresia Hadran and the royal family of Hadran, and what the gods he worships!"

In the light screen, Li Qi's image suddenly froze, as if it had been cut out, and condensed into a faint phantom in mid-air.

The black gas seeped out from the yellow sand and filled the virtual shadow, making the virtual shadow gradually clear and three-dimensional, becoming like a real person.

The image suddenly moved, stepping in mid-air, with a faint black aura behind him, which quickly condensed into a blurry and shaky image.

Zord saw that Litch had crossed from Tangus's Loyal Divine Alliance to the kingdom of Hadrang, and entered a simple but spacious room.

Zelder saw that the blacksmith pressed the mold against the copper plate, and the bell struck a few times to press out the grooves of the circle, and the conveyor belt next to the cutting board was piled up with hundreds of copper plates.

Zolde saw that the blacksmith shook the handle and moved the copper plate through the conveyor belt to the next group of blacksmiths. The blacksmiths manipulate the magic furnace and pour melted Mithril onto the copper plate. After cooling, the handyman took the copper plate away and sent it to another room.

The more than ten apprentices here each have a table, and first rudely flatten the embryo of the magic circle with a frustration board, and the frustrated Mithril and the handyman are responsible for collecting it, which should be re-smelted. The apprentice then polishes the circle and fills in the missing parts. Even so, it is several times faster than carving a circle from scratch and then inlaying Mithril threads.

Zelder saw that when the number of apprenticeship circles reached a certain number, the handymen were collected in the next room, where they were rolled into cylinders by blacksmiths, put on iron pipes, and moved to another group of people through a conveyor belt. This group of people specially assembled the receiver, and the assembled receiver was moved to another group of people on the conveyor belt, and the handguard, grip, and butt were installed, and the magic guide gun was completed.

This is not at all the magic workshop that Zolde is familiar with!

Isn't it all about the carving of magic circles to the assembly of parts, all done by one person from beginning to end?

However, Li Qi divided the production of the magic guide gun into several links, each link was fixed by a group of people, and each person only did one thing. All the links are connected, so that the production of the magic guide gun becomes an invisible river, from beginning to end, always flowing.

Zold's scalp tingled at the sight, and he estimated that this workshop could produce thousands of magic guide guns a day!

This output is not terrible, and the magic guide gun workshop he expects to open is expected to produce two thousand guns per day.

The problem is that the daily production capacity of 2,000 is based on the fact that he has concentrated more than twenty magic craftsmen, each of whom has twenty or thirty magic craftsmen.

And in Li Qi's workshop, in addition to being a magician who has been wandering around, like a magician checking the quality, only the dozen or so apprentices who polish and test the magic circle should be magicians, and the other dozens of blacksmiths, carpenters, and handymen are all civilians!

Zolde was thrilled that the Finney 26 Magic Guide Gun could be achieved at such a low price, the design was only secondary, and the real secret came from such a production process!

In this way, even if the unit price of 20 gold bushels, Li Qi has to earn each branch, and his labor is incredibly low!

Wait, how did he manage to put so many parts together?

Like a civilian blacksmith carpenter's workshop, a craftsman must work on a product from start to finish to ensure that the parts don't go wrong. Even if it is the same design, the parts of the products between different craftsmen cannot be used together.

Then Zolde noticed that there was a person at each stage who checked the parts, and they compared the parts with models that looked like they were made of stainless steel, and they picked out all the problems with the specifications and dimensions. This is true from copper plates to iron pipes, from magazines to butts.

That's right, the magic guide gun is not like a precision device like a puppet, there are not many parts, and the accuracy requirements are not high. As long as the specifications of the parts are simply unified in this way, they can be used in common with each other.

Mistra bless!

Zolde was excited, fortunately he had such hole cards, and saw Richie's hole cards.

As long as you follow Li Qi's method to transform the production of the workshop, not only can the production capacity be guaranteed, but the cost will also be greatly reduced. Even if you cross the price threshold of 20 gold bushels, as long as the amount is large, you still have to earn!

But Zolde was a little worried, if Li Qi really had an ulterior relationship with Theresia as rumored, then he was just accompanying the prince to study in the entire public election, which would be troublesome.

Li Qi's figure walked out of the workshop, as if walking in the long river of time, and the scene around him changed rapidly.

Zolde saw that in the dark and deep underground space, Litch was talking to a samurai wearing a crown.

Although the figure and face are vague, Zold is sure that it should be Hadlang's previous king, Tragdi Hadlang's father.

Li Qi continued to walk, and the next scene made Zold's heart tremble.

It was the royal hall of the Iron Crown of Hadran's royal capital, and the king with a large hole in his chest sat on his throne with his head tilted, and Theresia was wearing the blood-stained crown on his head, and Richie and a Benuin bowed to her.

Before he came back to his senses, the scene of the royal hall suddenly froze, and Li Qi's figure seemed to break free from the oil painting, and then the scene turned into black gas and continued to haunt Li Qi.

Li Qi continued to stroll, and the black qi around him was still frozen into a clear scene, and he could only vaguely see what looked like a woman's figure.

It's a moment of truth!

According to past experience, this is the most secret thing that has been spied on, maybe not only can the relationship between Richie and Theresia be exposed, but also the true details of Richie!

Zelder shouted, "Vicky-Sulomon, if you don't show me a clear answer, I'll take all the remnants of your Sulomon family to you! Your brothers and sisters will all be turned into living corpses in your corrupting air! I swear by the name of the Servant of Mystra!"

The black shadow in the yellow sand swayed, and the black gas around Li Qi's image accelerated its solidification.

A tall figure gradually became clear, but it was still a little short of forming. Zelder could only see that it looked like a bare-winged armored samurai, hugging Li Qi from behind, looking very intimate.

Zolde was anxious that the image was not clear enough and that the samurai was still wearing a helmet. The samurai's helmet suddenly dissipated into smoke, revealing a beautiful face, smiling innocently, and was immersed in extreme happiness.

The samurai's eyebrows were still a little blurred, but Zolde was like being electrocuted.

He was no stranger to this face, and he hadn't slept well for several nights after meeting him for the first time in the king's tent. When I used the face-changing technique on the maid to refresh myself, I felt that the strange maid was blaspheming her, and the boiling lust was instantly extinguished by guilt.

Theresia Hadlang......

This blood-crowned queen has always been holy and elegant, like an iceberg snow lotus, which can only be viewed from afar. But when she was with Li Qi, she was as warm and amiable as a daisy, which was her heartfelt pleasure.

Li Qi really has a leg with her!

Bitter water flooded Zold's heart, and in an instant he had a lifeless thought.

The figure of the female warrior is clearer, and the color of her hair and eyes are revealed, and the lost Zord's eyes are not noticed.

Then the figure of the female warrior was wrapped in white light and turned into a small temple.

In the middle of the hall stands a wooden stake that is two people high, on which is engraved the words "All for one, one for all".

This is the Crimson Temple in Richie's domain, and Zolde has this information.

The column of words bloomed brightly, brighter and brighter, and something seemed to gradually appear in the light, and it was as unpredictable as a cloud.

"Come on, Vicky!"

Zold's heart was beating faster, this was the bottom line of Richie! The crimson lady he believed in was about to reveal her true face!

In the bright light, a huge face appeared, even more beautiful than Theresia, and with the terrifying power that could turn souls into ashes in an instant, Zold's mind went blank.

"Huh, there's a voyeur!"

Faintly, Zolde heard a nice voice say this, and he also heard a terrible cry, it was Vicky, but it seemed to come from the dark void hundreds of millions of miles away.

His consciousness drifted upward, going to some strange place, talking and laughing with some great and strange being.

I don't know how long it took for Zolde to come to his senses.

He patted his head and muttered in surprise, "Why did I get distracted just now?"

Looking up suddenly, he frowned, "What about Theresia?"

The figure of Li Qi in the air had already dispersed, and Zolde rubbed his forehead, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember: "What do I seem to see after Theresia, what is it?"

"Vicky!"

He beckoned to the figure in the pillar of sand, but there was no response, and the other party sat on his knees, seemingly out of his life.

"It looks like she's collapsed, and she'll have to rest for a while," Zolde sighed.

He perked up again: "Even if Richie has a leg with Theresia, if my price is about the same as his, Theresia can't cheat for personal gain, otherwise she won't have any public elections." ”

When he left, he still muttered: "I seem to have forgotten something......"

Just as he was about to step through the portal, he suddenly stopped, his face turning pale.

"No! It's like a memory has been erased!"

Closing his eyes, Zelder examines the soul.

Then he opened his eyes, his pale face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly.

"It's completely blank! I've completely lost the memory of a while! Even the records in my soul have been wiped clean!"

He shivered for a while, exhaling a breath of turbid air before calming down a little.

"Whatever the god is, there is no doubt that Richie must be the Pope of a god. ”

Zelder shook his head and smiled wryly, stepping out of the portal, he had to reconsider how to get along with Richie.

After he left, the figure who was kneeling in the sand pillar with a rich black aura suddenly raised his head.

The face was obscured by black gas, and it was not clear to see, and a pair of purple eyes were exceptionally bright.

In her eyes, a trace of silver-white light swam, and she murmured, "Goddess...... Help me......"