Chapter 13: I just want to show off

After a long period of silence, the alchemy hut was already filled with smoke and smoke.

"The circle inside this pipe is a kind of circle about temperature, right?"

Finally, Merge, who had been keeping his eyes fixed on the pipe, raised his head and asked the old man as if he had not seen the smoke that filled the room.

Hearing Merge's voice, the half-squinted old man raised his eyelids and waved his hand, and the smoke in the room dissipated in an instant. When the smoke no longer blocked the view, the old man with the gray beard nodded at Merger.

"Not true. Merge shook his head.

"This is not a simple temperature circle, the alchemy circuit inside the pipe is of different thicknesses, and the temperature circle depicted is also more complex, so that the temperature generated by the inner circle of the pipe is not constant, and the temperature will automatically change with the amount of tobacco and the degree of burning of the tobacco. In this way, the pipe allows the tobacco to burn more fully, producing more and more aromatic fumes, while reducing the amount of gases that can spoil the flavor of the tobacco. ”

Seeing the old man nodded, Merge retracted his gaze and said to himself: "Moreover, the temperature circle is to sense the temperature generated by the burning of tobacco, and use the temperature of the tobacco burning to change the temperature of its own magic circle, and produce a complex heat network, so that the tobacco burns more fully and perfectly." ”

"Wonderful, this circle is amazing. ”

"There is also a magic circle inside the pipe that can produce water mist, and this circle also senses the temperature of the tobacco burning, which complements the temperature circle inside the pipe, so that the tobacco inside the pipe can produce a more fragrant smoke. ”

"No, there is only one driving circle inside this pipe, but there is no driving slot, where does the energy to drive the operation of the circle inside the pipe come from?"

Seeing that Merge was talking to himself as if he was enchanted, explaining to himself, and denying himself, the gray-bearded old man spat out a cloud of smoke and said, "I still consume this bit of magic power to drive the pipe, old man." ”

"Yes, I didn't think of this, the pipe is not a battle armor, and the pipe needs much less energy to drive the magic circle than the battle armor, and it doesn't need a magic crystal to assist in the drive. ”

"The driving circle on the mouthpiece of this pipe is powered by mana. ”

"All it takes is some mana or other energy to activate the circle inside the pipe. ”

"How much mana do you need?"

As he spoke, Merge slowly passed the mana in his body into the magic circle in the pipe through the driving circle in the cigarette holder.

When the mana in Merge's hand flowed into the pipe, the temperature on the surface of the pipe did not change, it still felt cold, but the temperature inside the pipe gradually increased, obviously, there was a good temperature isolation circle inside the pipe.

"The magic power of a one-star magician can activate the alchemy circle inside the pipe. ”

Merge tried to change the amount of mana injected into the pipe, but the temperature generated by the mana circle inside the pipe did not change.

A smile of excitement tugged at the corners of Merge's mouth, and it seemed that his conjecture was correct.

Changing the amount of mana input does not change the temperature generated by the alchemy circle inside the pipe, which just proves that the temperature generated by the magic circle inside the pipe is changed and adjusted by sensing the degree and temperature of the tobacco burning in the pipe.

At this moment, there was no tobacco in the pipe, and Merge only activated the magic circle in the pipe. Therefore, without burning tobacco, the magic circle inside the pipe cannot sense the temperature of the burning tobacco, and therefore cannot adjust and change the temperature generated by the circle.

At the same time, because there is no tobacco in the pipe, the magic circle that can produce water mist in the pipe is not activated by the mana input from the outside world.

It seems that several of Merger's initial conjectures about pipes are correct.

As for the circle inside the pipe, Merge only saw some scratches in a moment, and some of the more subtle changes were still not able to be understood by Merge in a short period of time.

After all, the alchemist who refined this pipe was much higher than Merge.

However, one thing Merge can be sure of is that there is no problem with this pipe, whether it is the craftsmanship on the outside or the alchemy circle inside.

In other words, the pipe is very well maintained, except for a few more smoke stains, there is nothing left to repair.

"There's nothing wrong with this pipe, why should you let me fix it?" Merge was a little puzzled, not understanding why the old man had let him repair this pipe without any problems.

The alchemy level of this pipe has far exceeded Merge's level, and if it weren't for Merge having seen some relevant alchemy records in his notes, Merge wouldn't even be able to read the fur of the inner circle of this pipe. Moreover, if there were some problems with this pipe that Merge could not see, it would be impossible to make repairs with Merge's alchemy level.

"There's nothing wrong with this pipe. The gray-bearded old man's face wrinkled, and he spat out a cloud of smoke and smiled, "I just want to show off." ”

Hearing this, Moge rolled his eyes, "Dare to love your old man is here to entertain me." ”

"Nothing, everything. The gray-bearded old man squinted his small bright eyes, and his eyes were full of smiles. I don't know if it's funny for my prank, or if there's something else.

"Do you still have tobacco? the kind you just smoked. ”

"Of course, here for you, do you want to further test your conjecture?"

Merge took the cigarette from the old man and put it in his pipe, but did not answer.

Merge put the spiced tobacco into the bowl and knocked the pipe in his hand a few times to make the tobacco in the pipe firmer. Murge recited the magic spell of the fireball technique, and a walnut-sized fireball danced at his fingertips.

Seeing that there was some uncertain fireball technique in Merge's hand, the gray-bearded old man pouted, "Crappy fireball technique." ”

Ignoring the old man's taunts, Merge lit the cigarette and injected mana into the pipe, activating the alchemy circle inside the pipe.

Merge shook his hand and extinguished the fireball spell in his hand, and took a hard puff of his cigarette holder. Opening his mouth to spit out a thick and fragrant cloud of smoke, Moge's expression was somewhat enjoyable.

"Just checked the dragon elephant glue used in the pipe, and it costs you two gold coins. ”

This time it was the old man's turn to roll his eyes, and when he heard Merge's words, the old man in the red robe was so angry that his beard was cocked, "What did you say?!"

Merger's expression in the smoke was still very calm, "I said, you need to pay two gold coins. ”

"A bucket of dragon elephant glue doesn't cost two gold coins, stinky boy, do you want to pit me? Although I am old, I still have the strength to teach you a lesson!" The gray-bearded old man rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to do it.

"My prices here have always been on the high side, didn't you inquire when you came?" joked, knocked on the door for a long time at noon to wake himself up, just to show off this pipe, how could Murge let this old man play himself so easily.

"What about my tobacco, old man, my tobacco is sold for gold!" said the gray-bearded old man with a glaring eye.

"As you say, it's just a matter of validating the conjecture. ”

"You ......"

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Merge weighed the two gold coins in his hand, and with some reluctance, he returned the pipe to the gray-bearded old man, waved his hand and said: "Let's go, let's go, even if it's cheap for you this time, I'm going to make up for sleep, old man, you better go somewhere else and continue to show off." ”

The gray-bearded old man, who had already walked out of the door, heard some unbeaten words from behind him, and his long beard curled again. The old man turned around and raised his hand to say something, but Nemerge had already closed the door.

The old man moved his lips a few times, and he didn't know what he had said, but it was obviously not a good thing, and then he turned away stupidly.