The chariot drove into the alchemy under the gaze of everyone.

Iron Maniac Vormish and Hutos Oilplane narrowed their eyes at the same time.

"The power core of Curiosity."

"Judging from the vibration frequency, it doesn't look like a common magic core system."

I saw the head of the alchemy workshop, goblin engineer Hutos Oiler, muttering to himself.

As he spoke, it shook its nose and took a big breath of exhaust from the diesel engine.

"Strange smell..."

"Hmm..."

"But it doesn't smell bad!"

Oddly enough, the Naroa natives don't seem to be averse to the smell of exhaust.

Even the general perception that this smell is not bad.

The iron idiot Vommish, who was standing next to it, did not pay attention to the powertrain.

He stared intently at the casting process and track structure of the chariot, as if he could see through the paint and the essence of the metal.

"Very special alloy steel."

"In the same volume, it is much stronger than black iron, but slightly inferior to oralmostalcose."

"And the material itself isn't blessed with magic."

"Hutos, it seems that a remarkable figure has come to Magdam."

The iron idiot Vormish looks very young, but his voice is extremely obscure and hoarse, like two pieces of iron felt rubbing against each other, making goosebumps about to pop out.

To this, Hutos Oiler just nodded in a daze.

Then he raised his arm and pointed to the track marks left on the rear of the chariot and said: "Look! ”

Vomish followed its gaze and quickly came to a conclusion.

"It's heavy."

"At least much heavier than the Magic Energy Transporter."

"I'm afraid the full weight is not less than 10 stone units."

At this point, Wormish and Hutos silently glanced at each other, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

The Stone Unit is a unit of weight on the continent of Naroa.

Each unit of stone is equivalent to about 3.7 tons of the Blue Star standard.

Due to the common practice of magic by the natives of Naroa, the concept of power is very different from that of the Blue Star.

But in any case, an object weighing ten stone units is considered a heavy mass.

I have to say that these two guys still have a very accurate vision.

The Type 69II, as a medium tank, has a total combat weight of between 36 tons ~ 38 tons.

But what surprised the duo the most was not just the weight of the vehicle, but the powertrain that could carry such a weight.

Judging by the size of the vehicle, the Hutos Oiler can roughly estimate the size of the power section.

In the continent of Naroa, a magic core of the same size could not carry such a heavy metal beast.

The load value and output torque of the magic core are not high, and the power speed is also very low.

It is not possible to carry equipment with too much load, and it can only move slowly when loaded into a vehicle.

In the case of the Magic Energy Transporter, this type of Magic Vehicle uses three sets of medium-sized Magic Cores, similar to a train, with several carriages behind it pulled by the front of the powered locomotive.

Each carriage is actually similar to a carriage.

No more than three stone units can be loaded at a time, and the power department composed of three sets of magic energy cores alone is the size of half a tank.

With just a few observations, Hutos Oiler and Iron Maniac Vormish have analyzed a lot of data.

After all, it's not a lie that technology knows no borders.

The tech trees in Bluestar and Naroa are different, but there are many similarities in the application of technology.

When the "rumbling" approaching chariot stopped not far in front of everyone.

Chen Xuan, who suddenly jumped out of the cabin, attracted everyone's attention.

The dwarven blacksmith Jensen Ironheart, who had not squeaked all this time, looked a little embarrassed, and did not know whether to come forward to say hello, because his slave status had not yet been revealed.

After hesitating for a moment, he still bowed his head towards Chen Xuan.

Chen, who walked slowly, smiled back with a gentle smile.

"Jensen, do you know this?"

Seeing the two greeting each other, Vormish couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

To this, the dwarven blacksmith just nodded slightly, and said nothing.

After a short time, Chen Xuan came to the front of the three of them, and Ophelia followed closely behind, standing half a step behind him, and put on a posture of only looking forward.

"Several."

"I'm here to negotiate a deal."

Chen Xuan spoke softly, his tone calm.

At this time, Ophelia also added.

"This is the real person behind the White Rose Caravan."

"Dear Mr. Chen Xuan."

"The Devil's Tears and aluminum products sold by the caravan recently, as well as the bicycles, are all provided by this one."

The half-elf lady wore a decent flower-shaped dress, and introduced it in a dignified manner.

Chen Xuan remained silent, his gaze turned to the iron idiot Vommish, and quietly launched [Insight].

Needless to say, the dwarven blacksmith, the goblin engineer Hutos Oilplane, he had heard of it for a long time, and only the scarred iron idiot Vormish with a cold temperament was the first time he had seen it.

After subduing Jensen Ironforge before, he learned some trivial news from the mouth of the dwarven blacksmith.

For example, the iron idiot Vormish has a unique forging technique, and there is suspected that there is a mysterious forging family behind him, but Vormish himself has never mentioned his background.

He had been in Magdam City for less than two years as president of the Blacksmiths' Guild.

But with exquisite technology, all the blacksmiths in the association are convinced.

In the mouth of Jensen Ironheart, this guy is a genius and a true craftsman,

He could forge for several consecutive Naroa months without leaving the forge for half a step.

The Society's external business, including orders from the front, was never paid attention to by Vormish and was entrusted to Jensen Ironforge and another senior blacksmith.

So this guy is also a wonderful flower in Chen Xuan's heart.

The tiny city of Magdan is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

As a small border town in the Kingdom of Duroa, it is not uncommon to meet some guys who choose to live here for various reasons.

After all, before the outbreak of the Demonic Calamity, Magtan City was indeed a relatively peaceful and down-to-earth small place.

With curiosity in his heart, the golden subtitles appeared in Chen Xuan's mind.

[Womish Dazan, a high-level blacksmith nicknamed Iron Idiot, from the Dazan family in the Dark Sand City in the south of the continent, has mastered the blood forging method, and his skills have reached the fourth order, but he has not yet completed the certification of the Kingdom Association]

……

"There's a story, but it's a talent!"

This was the first thought that popped into Chen Xuan's mind.

After he finished reviewing Vormish's information, Ophelia had just finished his introduction.

The shrewd Hutos Oiler was the first to reach out to him.

This guy is not only a third-order mechanical engineer, but also a well-connected businessman.

"Dear Chen... Suspend... Hello Mr. Xuan! ”

"My name is Hutos Oil Machine, the supreme person in charge of the Alchemy Workshop in Magtan City, a third-order mechanical engineer certified by the Kingdom Alchemy Association, and I have written several inventions of magic energy, and I am seventeen years old this year..."

The goblin's noisy nature began to be revealed, and it chattered.

Chen Xuan reached out and shook it, not caring about the black oil stain on its palm.

This move made Hutos feel a lot more favorable about him.

Then Chen Xuan politely shook hands with the dwarf blacksmith, the relationship between master and servant was not exposed, and the play had to be performed.

Finally, he reached out to the iron idiot Vormish.

I saw that Vormish hesitated for a moment, but still raised his right arm.

The sleeves slipped down the arms, revealing a pair of weird palms!

These palms are huge, really big!

It's the kind of big that doesn't match the body shape!

And the palm of the hand is not only covered with a thick layer of cocoon.

There are also blood lines spreading along the palm prints in the palm.

It looks like a pair of hands that have burst blood vessels.

Although he was surprised in his heart, Chen Xuan's action did not hesitate, he calmly held Vormysh's palm, shook it lightly before putting it down.

"My name is Wormish, head of the Magdam City Blacksmiths' Guild."

"This is Jensen Ironfurnace, one of the best in the guild."

"But it looks like you're already acquainted."

A hoarse voice sounded, and Vormish took the initiative to introduce.

"That's true."

"I'm no stranger to Master Jensen."

"Previously, your association purchased three hundred bicycles from the White Rose Caravan."

Chen Xuan replied casually.

This made Vommish's eyes change.

"A bicycle is a great traditional power vehicle."

"Especially the material, it's very peculiar."

"It's not in the list of Naroa's traditional casting and forging materials."

As he spoke, his gaze moved to the chariot not far behind Chen Xuan.

I saw that Chen hooked the corners of his mouth, and did not continue to talk about this topic, but turned slightly to face Hutos Oiler.

"Mr. Hutos."

"I'm going to entrust the Alchemy Workshop with making an item for me."

Before that, he said straight to the point that he wanted to talk about business.

Hutos Oil Machine is looking forward to Chen Xuan talking about business!

I saw it rub its hands together, and its round eyes flashed with shrewdness.

"Oh? Could you please elaborate? ”

"My boys are absolutely reliable!"

It patted its chest, revealing the spirit of a big bag.

At this time, the iron idiot Vormish nodded his chin at the dwarven blacksmith, and the two of them immediately took the blacksmith apprentices to the rear, which is the rule when talking about business.

But they didn't leave, but waited quietly.

There was no need for Chen Xuan to take the initiative to talk to him, this guy had already taken a fancy to his tank first.

"Could you please come to my office and talk to me?"

"I've got a good collection of highland drinks, we can have a drink."

Hutos lowered his voice and said, and the Jensen Iron Furnace not far away suddenly snorted coldly.

This distance did not affect the hearing of the silver-level powerhouse in the slightest, and the dwarven blacksmith heard Hutos's words clearly, this kid was hiding good wine, and deliberately said it to hook his wine worm.

saw Chen Xuan shaking his head with a smile and refused.

"No, it's only convenient here."

"And I have a business to negotiate with the Blacksmiths Guild next."

"Since everyone is here, let's just talk about it here."

After Chen Xuan finished speaking, he gestured behind him.

Soon, several apprentices from the temporary alchemy workshop of the White Rose Caravan came to Chen Xuan's side with beer bottles, alcohol-based fuel, and a 100-liter iron oil drum.

The air was filled with a pungent smell.

That's the volatile tetraethyl lead in gasoline, an aromatic hydrocarbon that causes nerve irritation.

Some people in Blue Star find the smell very bad, but there are also some people who are intoxicated by it and feel that it smells very comfortable.

The Naroa Aborigines clearly fall into the latter category.

The stimulation of aromatic hydrocarbons on the nerves makes them feel inexplicably comfortable and smelly.

At the same time, it also aroused the curiosity of the trio.

Hutos Oilplane, in particular, was very interested in this mysterious new substance.

After the materials were in place, Chen Xuan took out a glass bottle and introduced it with a serious expression.

"What I'm going to commission the Alchemy Workshop to make is an item that resembles a 'Flame Jar'."

"All supplies will be provided by the White Rose Caravan."

"It's easy to make, but I need to make at least 3,500 copies before the Demonic Plague breaks out, so I'll have to use the hands of the Alchemy."

As he spoke, he shook the bottle for a moment, then opened the lid of the oil drum with one hand, and used the manual oil to pump out about two-thirds of the bottles of gasoline, and then added a third of the bottles of alcohol-based fuel.

Once there is a little gap, stuff the strip of cloth so that the end sticks out of the fuel and tighten the mouth of the bottle.

I saw the fuel inside stretch down the strip of cloth to the top.

When the alcohol fuel was added, the dwarven blacksmith's nose sniffed hard.

"Strong smell of alcohol."

"I'm thirsty!"

Alcohol-based fuels contain alcohol, also known as ethanol, so the dwarven blacksmith can smell alcohol.

Ignoring this Jensen Iron Furnace, a drunken guy, Chen Xuan shook the bottle again to make the fuel mix evenly.

After making these preparations, he deliberately showed the bottle and added.

"Look, the ratio is very simple."

"The process is not complicated."

After seeing his Molotov cocktail assembly, Hutos's mouth opened slightly, looking a little surprised and confused.

"There's no fire elemental magic."

"Can these good-smelling liquids continue to burn?"

Chen Xuan smiled but did not speak.

"Why don't we give it a try?"

"Is there a suitable place for a combustion test in the Alchemy Workshop?"

Hearing him say this, Hutos quickly jumped up, and his two little short legs ran as fast as he could.

It led the group to a sand pit not far from the entrance to the workshop.

Inside the pit is a large target made of metal.

"You can experiment here!"

"It's empty!"

Hutos Oiler couldn't wait.

Chen Xuan nodded, not using the Fireball Technique to light the fire as usual.

Instead, he took a lighter out of his pocket.

"Click."

After the crisp sound, the flames rose up, which naturally attracted a burst of attention.

He then moved the lighter to the tip of the Molotov cocktail, which was completely soaked with oil.

The faint blue flame bubbled up, rapidly transforming into a hotter orange-red.

Wisps of black smoke, Chen Xuan unhurriedly raised the Molotov cocktail and threw it at the target more than ten meters away.

The incendiary bottle falls in a parabolic trajectory towards the target.

"Smack!"

After the cracking sound, the oil spreads first, and then the flame burns with it, forming a sea of fire.

Hutos was already speechless in shock!

The shock of the billions of points from the blue star made it speechless.

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(End of chapter)