The next day, it was light, and the travelers woke up early. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info cooked some simple food, washed up a little, and after eating and drinking, continued the journey.

The situation on this day was no different from before, the journey was very smooth, and in addition to learning some common sense, Raif and the others also learned some words.

The same is true on the third day, and the same is true on the fourth and fifth days.

On the evening of the fifth day, they arrived at the town of Gold Rush.

There is a gold vein near the town, from which the name "Gold Rush Town" is derived. Many pioneers came from afar to find gold and get rich overnight. But in fact, the quality of that gold vein was so poor that it didn't produce much gold at all - it was said that it was eroded by negative energy, and the three gem veins near the town of Pyroxene were also of poor texture because of this.

The real pillar industries of Gold Rush Town are copper and iron ore. That's why the town is often called "Ore Town", because ordinary ore is its foundation.

Unlike gold and precious stones, copper and iron ore are not afraid of negative energy erosion, and even these two veins can effectively resist negative energy. So the houses in Ore Town, oh, Gold Rush Town, often used ore as foundations, and there were large tracts of open space outside the town that used ore to lay foundations for business travelers.

The leaders of the gold rush town are more knowledgeable, they take advantage of the local advantages, buy a large number of low-grade ores, and then use them to pave the ground, with the town as the center, little by little to spread around.

It's a huge project that has been underway for more than two decades, and ore is currently buried in about two or three miles of ground around the town. Of course, this made the town unplanted, but it also made the Gold Rush Town not worry about the skeletal tide on the night of the Extreme New Year—the distance of two or three miles was enough to completely cut off the skeletons' sense of life. What's more, even if they were going to attack Gold Rush Town, they would walk on the ground without the support of negative energy. It won't take long for them to become very weak, and by the time they get outside the town, even a child can kick them apart.

Among the four towns in the northwest, the gold rush town is quite safe. Therefore, the population here is also quite large, and in general it is slightly more prosperous, and it can be roughly regarded as the hub of the northwest region. It is bordered by Rye Town to the south and the Void Mask Playground to the north, and its status is quite important.

It is said that a few decades ago, the hub of the four towns in the northwest was actually Pyroxene Town, but now Pyroxene Town is no longer good, if it weren't for the hard work of Mayor Ferex, I am afraid that Pyrox Town would even continue to fall into ruin, and finally be completely deserted.

None of these things had much to do with Raif, because he could get a day off. He wandered around Gold Rush and, naturally, came across a blacksmith shop.

Copper ore and iron ore don't sell for much money, but if they are refined into copper and iron ingots, the price is much higher. And if you can go one step further and make copper and iron ingots into metal tools or weapons and armor, the price can be even higher.

In line with the principle of adapting measures to local conditions and taking materials nearby, there are several blacksmith shops in Taojin Town, and the "old wrought iron" blacksmith shop he came to visit at this moment. It is one of the most famous.

This blacksmith shop was not supposed to be called that, a few years ago. A dwarven adventurer named "Wrought Iron" arrives here, buys a blacksmith shop that is not doing well, and runs it himself. This dwarf is highly skilled in martial arts, and his iron-striking skills are not ordinary. The most amazing thing is that he is obviously not a powerful mage, but he has a precious magic furnace that can refine the best copper and iron. With excellent craftsmanship and excellent materials. Naturally, quality products can be made.

When Raif came to visit, he happened to see the magic furnace open. The furnace, which looked like a huge ball, slowly spun on the shelf, then opened a gap, from which fiery red copper poured out and fell into the stone trough not far below. The red-hot molten copper came into contact with the slightly chilly air. It soon turns to a bright fuchsia, then darkens and darkens, and finally to almost black.

After pouring out the molten copper, the furnace continued to move on the shelf, and when it reached the top of another pit, the whole furnace was fully opened, and many residues mixed with the copper waste were poured into it and piled up at the bottom of the pit.

Controlling the furnace was a stout dwarf, his head reaching only Raif's chest, but Raif bet his arms were probably thicker than his thighs!

After pouring the copper liquid and scrap, the dwarf controlled the furnace to turn to the bottom of the shelf, took out something that looked like a brush, and brushed it in it, and the brush sparked in all directions, and the brush was overturned, and some scrap was dumped.

At this point, once the furnace is opened, it is over. The dwarf fixed the furnace, then clapped his hands, walked over, and took off the protective suit on his head, revealing a face that looked energetic, looking at the appearance, about to touch the appearance of a thirty-something.

For dwarves, the appearance of "thirty years old" is about seventy or eighty years old. This long-lived race often lives to be 150 years old or more, which is truly enviable.

"Hello, do you want to buy something, or is it just for fun?" said the dwarf with a smile on his face, not as arrogant and stubborn as the legend suggests.

Reif hurriedly said that he had only heard that the blacksmith shop was of high quality, and he had come to visit it out of curiosity - he had just noticed the price of the goods, and he was sure that he would never be able to afford it.

Well...... Actually, it's not that I can't really afford it, it's just that it's not necessary. I finally saved some money, and there is no need to waste it on buying things that are not needed.

The dwarf didn't mind, and said with a smile, "Then just look at it, I don't mind anyone visiting my workshop." As long as he doesn't make trouble. ”

With that, he sat down at the counter, picked up the herbal tea that the apprentice had prepared, took a deep sip, and smiled with satisfaction.

"It's a pity it's not wine......," said the dwarf called "Wrought Iron," sighed.

"Brother Parin said that you can't drink alcohol during working hours. The equally stout apprentice said.

"Hey, that kid is stupid at reading, we dwarves have to drink to get stronger!" Wrought Iron said with some dissatisfaction, "that kid...... Back then, I was a little bit big, but now I'm a big man, and I actually don't drink ......."

"But in fact, since you listened to Brother Parin's advice and don't drink during working hours, your skills have improved, and there has never been a mistake. ”

The dwarf sighed helplessly: "yes, that's why I had to listen to that kid." Is...... Is reading really so useful? It's completely different from our dwarven traditions......"

"Tradition isn't all right. A low, crisp voice came from the doorway, and Raif turned his head to see a young man of the same short stature. He was dressed in a robe, carried a wooden staff, the tip of which was inlaid with a cold gem, and a pair of glasses on his face, and looked very cultured.

Behind him, the adventurer who had been teaching them literacy all these days, as well as several other adventurers who had served as teachers in the other carriages, followed with great respect.

Raif was slightly startled, and his intuition told him that the young man was a big man.

He was about to ask, but the temporary teacher of the past few days had noticed him, and hurriedly ran up a few steps and introduced him: "This is our teacher, the librarian of the Void Masquerade Church, Mr. Parin. ”

As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said to Reif, "a great scholar, and a brilliant magician. (To be continued.) )