Chapter 7 Dark Lines of Metal
Standing at the door of the laboratory, a strong, pungent smell spread.
Workman shrugged his nose, it seems that Loren has not stopped smelting in the past few days, and the pungent smell that continues to emit is the best proof of this. Regardless of whether the result is satisfactory or not, at least the student's attitude is correct, and what is lacking is only the aptitude and talent to learn.
Unlike the senior mentor of Rockefeller, the supervisor of Class A, Workman always believes that a person's acquired efforts will eventually make up for his congenital deficiencies.
Feeling a little relaxed, he walked into the laboratory, and Walkerman soon saw Loren lying on the display of the small base metal conversion smelter, looking at the display from time to time, and writing something quickly with the pen in his hand.
Luo Lun didn't notice anyone approaching him, just wrote the paper in front of him, and he made a deduction and statistics of the formula embedded in his mind and the experimental experience and results of the past few days.
Soon Walkerman walked behind Loren, his eyes fixed on the densely written paper, his pupils shrank sharply, and his surprised expression was fixed on the wrinkled face.
"Loren, you...... What are you doing? Workman asked, wide-eyed.
After watching it for a while, he found that he couldn't understand what Luo Lun was writing, although those ant-like things had formulas and words, but when they were put together, he was confused as an intermediate tutor.
Workman had to ask out loud.
Luo Lun was taken aback, raised his head, squeezed out a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "I'm calculating, calculating randomly." Hehe! ”
As he spoke, he crumpled up the paper and slipped it into his trouser pocket.
"Is your homework done?" Workman glanced at Loren's trouser pocket uncertainly.
If it weren't for the fact that the mentor should maintain his majesty, he would have wanted to take out the piece of paper in Loren's trouser pocket now, spread it out and take a closer look at what was written.
"It's done." Luo Lun rubbed his hands excitedly, this was not pretending, he was indeed excited that he was able to refine Pang metal for the first time.
Facts have proved that the so-called alchemy inheritance is indeed useful, allowing him to avoid many detours and greatly reduce the likelihood of failure.
If you refine Pang Metal by yourself in the last promotion assessment, you will already reach the passing line, although the score may not be too high.
Workman's eyes lit up, but he still maintained the majesty of a mentor as he should have, and stretched out his hand and said, "Show me." ”
Loren took out the Pang metal, about the size of an egg, which had been successfully refined in the first experiment, and stuffed it into Workman's hand.
Workman looked closely, and Loren said hello to his mentor, who had made an appointment with Keygen for dinner and left directly. He didn't know what kind of shock Mr. Workman would experience in the three hours after he left.
"No...... No way! Workman muttered to himself, "This piece of pang metal is at least level two, how did you refine it?" ”
When Workman looked back, he realized that Loren had already left.
Workman looked suspicious, staring at the pang metal in his hand again, and suddenly he gasped, his eyes widening.
I saw that under the surface of this piece of metal, there were faint lines showing a few lines. It's not obvious, but Workman can be sure that there's nothing wrong with the lines.
"Dark lines, there are Pang Jin dark lines!" Workman rubbed his fingers against the surface of the pangmetal.
The appearance of the Ponjin Dark Pattern means that this piece of metal has reached the standard of Level 3 or even Level 4, and can be directly used for the construction of real-life vehicles. If it is placed in the promotion assessment, the students who can refine the fourth-level metal with the Pang Jin dark pattern will be close to the full score, and it is no longer as simple as just passing the passing line.
The suspicion on Walkerman's face did not dissipate, and he quickly used the various testing instruments in the laboratory to closely test this piece of metal. Even Workman activated a kinetic shock wave in the kinetic chamber, affirming the toughness of the metal with the dark veins of the gold.
The test results showed that the pangmetal was undamaged and of exactly the same quality as the metal required for ground vehicles.
"This ...... Is this what Loren refined? "Workman was completely shocked this time.
Loren and Keygen had a beautiful meal outside the school, although every time Keyie invited him, it was always Loren who paid the money, and the two seemed to have agreed on it.
Keyi studied the command side, and although his grades were not the kind that could win the Purple Gold Medal, he was not bad. His wish is to be able to get a position as a low-level commander when he ascends to Battlestar in the future.
Of course, if the Battlefortress chooses to break out of the space-time turbulence and the starry sky beasts, he doesn't mind leading the soldiers to conquer this starry sky and leave his own legend.
Upon learning that Keygen was going to sign up for a virtual intelligent control commander contest in Yida Region 3, Loren immediately raised his hands in approval. He has always supported the growth of his friends unconditionally, and immediately stated that he would pay for Keygen to equip him with the strongest virtual intelligent control equipment to give him as a special game for the competition.
"Damn, you're doing that to me. What if people think I'm scheming and want to hug your thighs all the time? Keygen looked at Loren with tears in his eyes.
Luo Lun was a little moved in an instant, and his eyes were hazy with tears, he stretched out his thick white and tender flesh palm, and patted Keygen's shoulder heavily: "Good brother, for a lifetime!" I never cared what people said. ”
"And ......," Keygen wiped away a handful of tears, "Don't put so many chili peppers next time, it's so spicy!" ”
As he spoke, Keygen wiped his tears, looking like he was really crying.
Loren: "......"
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After eating and driving Kaiji away, Luo Lun still came to the familiar Pengxin Lake, burrowed into the grass where he meditated, and began to meditate every day.
Since he started meditating, he has found that the underground of Mogui Star is full of leyline psionic energy, the difference is only that some places are weaker, and some places have more leyline spiritual energy.
And according to the records of the knowledge map, the leyline spiritual energy is only the most basic energy. If you want to greatly improve your strength, you can also choose to absorb certain special energy and elemental energy, and even from some spiritual objects, you can also absorb their attached spiritual energy.
But with the current strength of Luo Lun's junior alchemy apprentice, just absorbing the leyline spiritual energy is enough for him to consume, and even if it is too much, he will not be able to fully exert it.
This is only less than two weeks, and Luo Lun can already store 4 units of magic energy in his body, and the speed of absorbing and transforming the leyline spiritual energy through meditation is also increasing dramatically.
Luo Lun didn't know that Mentor Workman was already shocked in the laboratory at this time, and he just wanted to open the knowledge graph node of "Hundred Things" as soon as possible. This node needs to be hit with 5 units of mana, and as long as the impact is successful, it is immediately equivalent to having a library of ores and plants in your mind.
Spend mana at a fast speed, find ores and unknown plants, and spend time quickly transforming the leyline spiritual energy into the mana in the body. Loren worked tirelessly.
Until the communicator implanted under the skin rang, prompting the Workman mentor to call.
Loren recovered from his meditation and was surprised to receive the message.
"Loren, my dear student, please come to the lab at once, now! Right away! Workman's expression was agitated, and he seemed to be about to dance.