"Immediately get the branch manager and Master Lawrence over. www.biquge.info The older appraiser rushed directly into the studio with two other colleagues. Several large workbenches are filled with tools of all kinds, and some young craftsmen huddle together to try some simple work. What makes the Goblin Research Institute even better than other commercial organizations is that it is good at training young people.

Craftsman is a very special profession, and the only thing that can be found in two words to describe this profession is "skillful" and "stable".

No one is born to make high-end magical goods, and behind every step of the artisan's growth, it often means the birth of a large number of waste products.

In the process of growing up, ordinary craftsmen need to face four difficulties.

The first hurdle is how to get rid of a lot of heavy and cheap labor after getting started, many craftsmen follow the master to get started, and after learning some basic knowledge, they are often used as cheap labor, making some simple and inexpensive goods all day long, in order to seek benefits from the master.

Each mid-to-high-level magic commodity has its own unique material recipe and ratio, and if no one teaches it, then you can only find a way out and get a product through countless failures. But this process is extremely long and difficult, unless the super-rich family has the capital to let a craftsman squander, it is better to honestly make those small things that cannot be bought for a few dollars.

The second hurdle is that I have been recognized and appreciated by the Master, and I have obtained some formulas through inheritance, but this does not mean that I will be able to reach the peak of my life from now on. High-value goods also mean higher costs, and if you want to master the production of a product, it is inevitable to fail more than a dozen to dozens of times. If there is no material support, even if there is a formula, it will soon be lost to everyone.

The third difficulty is how to stand out from the original inherent image after becoming a craftsman with some fame. To put it simply, it's innovation. It doesn't take three seconds to write the word creativity, but it can take three or even thirty years to be innovative. Behind a mature and innovative magic commodity, in addition to a flash of inspiration from the goddess of fate, there are a lot of basics to be understood.

At this time, it is no longer as simple as repetitive work, it is necessary to figure out what the meaning of each step is and what kind of idea is conceived.

The last hurdle is time, which can also be said to be years.

Many craftsmen are only beginners in their old age, and their operating skills are not much worse than those of the top masters, but they just don't have the talent. If you can't prove that you are unique and irreplaceable among countless craftsmen, then you can only become a craftsman without a sense of existence. After a lifetime of stumbling and finally turning into a pinch of dust, he is the worst enemy of these craftsmen who have no talent and no inspiration.

But unlike the Goblin Academy, which is good at training craftsmen, they can even waste a lot of money and manpower for the sudden whims of an apprentice. It is precisely because of this attitude and practice that the Goblin Research Institute, a commercial organization, has the most outstanding group of craftsmen in the entire Central Empire, and the number is also the largest.

"Mr. Wilson......", Master Lawrence walked briskly in a white-on-white gold-trimmed overall, his work at hand was at a critical juncture, if it weren't for Wilson, an appraiser, who was well-connected and high-ranking in the Goblin Research Institute, he wouldn't have been a bad old man like Wilson at all.

In the face of Lawrence's displeasure, Wilson was not annoyed at all, but he clutched the unknown spar in his hand tightly like a child, and leaned to Lawrence's side, "Guess what, what is in my hand?"

The corner of Lawrence's eyes twitched, he took a deep breath, stared at the hedron in Wilson's hand for a moment, and shook his head in confusion, "I'm sorry, I haven't seen this material, but I can feel the magic fluctuations in it...... Hiss-", Lawrence gasped, and after he focused, he realized that the magic fluctuations of this hedron were not contaminated by the basic elements, and it was absolutely pure magical energy!

His trembling hands were enough to reflect the excitement and shock in his heart, just as his wife had picked up her own child when she had given birth for the first time, and carefully picked up the spar in Wilson's hand and rubbed it in her hand. At this moment, countless messages exploded in his mind, making his temples ach faintly, but he was extremely excited. Many jobs that had to be abandoned because some problems could not be solved had a new way of thinking and methods at this moment, and his face flushed with excitement, this was definitely the greatest discovery in the history of magic!

"Notify the shopkeeper immediately! Find the place where this hedron is produced, whether you buy it or grab it, it must be in our hands!", Lawrence grabbed the hedron in his hand and waved it vigorously twice! Suddenly Lawrence reacted, very rudely and unceremoniously grabbed Wilson by the neckline, and pulled him over, "Where did this thing come from? Who sold it?"

Wilson didn't mind Lawrence's rough movements, it was because of his determination to discover something that could change the current pattern of the wizarding world, not only would he leave his own page in the general history of magic, but he would also be given an unprecedented increase in status. He can already imagine what kind of reward the shopkeeper will give him when he knows the news, the sixth-level steward will definitely not be able to escape, maybe there will be a chance to sit in the headquarters, think about it!

"I've asked someone to register the information for the previous owner of this hedroon, don't worry, he can't escape!", at this time, Wilson's deepest eyes flashed with a fierce light, the temptation he faced was too amazing, if that guy didn't cooperate, maybe he would have to use some means.

As the initiator of everything, Wren did not know what kind of changes a Tiberium spar had brought to this world, let alone the world pattern that had not changed for thousands of years, and with the appearance of this spar, it gradually underwent earth-shaking changes.

At this time, he held a "caged bird" in his hand and played with it carefully, which is a half-finished magic commodity, which is a one-time consumable. The caged bird was made of a crystal nucleus that had released all the magical energy hollowed out, and inside it was a bird the size of a little finger flying around. It's not a creature, it's a magical item made through some special method.

Throw someone's blood into this shell as disposable food and feed it to the bird inside, and the bird will record the person's breath, and when it is necessary to find the person, it only needs to enter the mana, and the bird will keep fluttering in the direction of the person. When within 100 meters of the person, the bird can break out of the cage, fly towards the target and explode itself, unleashing a striking magic.

To put it bluntly, it's a one-time global supernatural GPS locator.

The price of this kind of thing is not too high, at least in Wren's opinion, it only sells one hundred and ninety-eight imperial gold shields, which is simply a free gift!

Angela looked at the caged bird in Wren's hand that kept rolling and playing, and couldn't help but pout, the cost price of this thing was only sixty or seventy imperial gold shields. Instead of wasting money here, it is better to buy more magic materials, and maybe you can summon some powerful summoned beasts.

After an exhaustive wandering, Wren discovers that the two worlds complement each other materially and technologically. Here, for example, dragon bones are very expensive magic materials, and dragon hearts are incredibly expensive. But on Dragon Island, the piles of dragon bones were ground into powder by those dragons, and they boasted that they would be able to live a long life if they ate them, and they were sold for money. Even the dragon's heart and reverse scales were made into collectibles and transported to any corner of the continent, becoming an indispensable decoration in the homes of nobles and wealthy merchants.

Similarly, many of the magical materials here are scarce resources for alchemists, especially Mithril and Adamantite, which in the Orlando Empire would mean a money-throwing contest. But here, it's the most common material.

In addition, there are many other technologies that Wren covets, such as the Magic Imaging Device, which only needs an imaging crystal, which is enough to record up to ten minutes of footage, and can be played back over and over again. There is also enchantment technology, which can attach some special attributes to some weapons or items.

Wren wants all these things, but he also knows very well that this is just a common-sense exploration, how to trade, what to trade, and a deeper understanding of the world.

Satisfied with their shopping desires, Angela and Wren quickly settled all the accounts and left with a large bag of goods. As soon as he left on his front foot, the sixth-level steward of the Goblin Research Institute appeared here directly through the teleportation array.

"What about people?"

"Just left!", a delicate bead of sweat appeared on Delia's forehead, and her heart was about to pop out of her mouth. The sixth-level steward means that she can already control her life and death, and she can apply to meet the shopkeeper at any time. This kind of big man wants to deal with her as a small shopping guide, and she doesn't even have to say a word, a look is enough to make her die without a place to be buried.

"Is the information registered?"

Delia immediately took out the copy and handed it over respectfully with both hands.

The man pinched the card polished into the fifth-level crystal nucleus, and after a burst of magic fluctuations, Wren's phantom and information appeared in the air. This is no longer a simple flat image, but a three-dimensional image. He nodded and stuffed the card into his arms, "It's better to forget what you should forget, and don't think about confiding in anyone you shouldn't say, otherwise you will not only harm yourself, but also others." Go get a collar and put it on, the time is set to three months, and the key words you know. ”

Even if Delia was unwilling, she had to nod her head in agreement.