707. Taboo
After confirming that the blood of the ancient gods on the original [Turbidity Stream] seemed to have only caused nightmares for the leader of the second phase during the forging period, Lan En breathed a sigh of relief.
But before leaving, he still told him that if there were other physical or mental problems, he should self-isolate in time, and then notify him to deal with it.
Although Lan En actually can't deal with the pollution caused by the blood of the ancient gods, isn't there a lake lady behind him?
When it's time to leave, he can take people to the wizarding world, ask the Lady of the Lake to help cleanse the unclean, and then use the Elven Beacon to send them back.
During this week, Lan also took the time to leave a mark in this world with the Elven Beacon, which could be used as a marker for future travel through the Celestial Sphere Convergence Rift.
Nature in this world is too prosperous, whether it is abundant natural resources, medicinal herbs, and characteristic biological materials. Whether it's ecological knowledge or monster knowledge, Lan En feels that this is a world like a treasure.
Moreover, he has a very good relationship with the New World Investigation Group, which is also a good basis for future contacts.
Now, the elven beacon in Lanen's hand has left the coordinates of two worlds: the ancient Greek world where Kassandra is located, and this natural ecological world.
And when Lan En left with his [Turbidity Current Annihilation] on his back, the leader of the second phase of the regiment also left the small workshop and returned to the melting pot.
As soon as he entered the door, the eldest apprentice threw him a yellow bottle of [Vitality Drink], which was a hunter's drink to restore his energy.
"Master, are you okay?"
The bald man opened the bottle and poured it down in two or three sips. In the past few days, he has drunk more than a dozen bottles of this.
"Puff~" After drinking it in one go, the bald man was stimulated by the drink, "It's okay!" What should you do, don't hang around. β
But as soon as he spoke, he found that these little apprentices were all sneering.
"It's easy to say, master. But when I encountered that kind of good work, I did it all by myself, and I refused to even let us do it, hum"
The bald man looked at his eldest apprentice, but found that he was also tilting his head, muttering: "That's ancient dragon material!" Crafting equipment from cologne materials is my lifelong dream! β
So the head of the second phase of the regiment could only scratch his head with his hand wearing heat-insulated gloves, so that the ashes on the gloves left traces on the shiny head. He laughed at the 'anger' of many apprentices and colleagues.
The route between the New World and the Old World has been unstable, and everyone who joins the New World Investigation Team is actually prepared not to return home for at least ten years.
And the craftsmen who can make this kind of preparation, and insist on going to the New World, are basically all pursuing in the field of technology, or simply regard technology as the meaning of life.
The purpose of coming to the New World is to discover new monsters, new materials, and then open up new technologies.
Then last week, the boss of the forging area. I took a bunch of materials from an ancient dragon that I had never found before and went to open the furnace, but I didn't bring anyone, and I didn't bring anyone who started it!
What do you mean?
It's understandable that you want to improve, but how can you make progress on your own?
Therefore, even the head of the second phase of the regiment himself understands the grievances of his apprentices and colleagues.
But he can't help it! The pile of things that Lan En threw over was obviously so evil that these people were not qualified to move it!
Not only among hunters, but there are rumors that 'unqualified hunters can't wear high-end equipment, otherwise they will be driven crazy by the monster essence in the equipment'.
There is also a version of the blacksmith in the blacksmith.
For example, the story of a blacksmith who has no eyesight takes over the material of an ancient dragon and ends up hurting himself.
The blacksmiths of this world even put the monster's venom bag and flame bag into their weapons and equipment with their activism.
If the process is not processed at home, these materials are not harmless dead objects.
It hurts!
Helplessly, everyone in the forging area now thinks that the head of the regiment is eating alone.
Although they are not really resentful of this, they are certainly unhappy.
It is true that people in this world are in a healthy mental state, but it does not mean that people's emotions have not fluctuated.
So the bald man's one-eyed dripping drip, thinking that he could only finish this matter by giving these guys a little bit of penetration.
Although among the high-level craftsmen, those who are not at the default level are not qualified to know these news. But this is in the New World, and I see that a series of terrible changes are about to take place.
The default rules don't have to be too rigid at this point.
So the head of the second group coughed lightly and began to tell about the torture he suffered when forging the mysterious giant sword.
The apprentices, who had only known that badly handled monster materials would hurt people, but had not felt much mental torture, listened to the master's narration with a look close to 'listening to legendary stories'.
"So!" The bald man patted his chest with an expression of 'you still blame me for giving so much'. "Can this thing make you come? In the Old World, you can't even know about this kind of equipment! Still clamoring for me to fight and watch? β
The apprentices looked at the master's haggard heart, and they all relied on a sip of [Vitality Drink] to support him, and they believed most of them.
So they didn't care about anything else, and their eyes were all excited.
They didn't know that there was such a device that could bring psychological pressure to people and even drive people crazy just by existing.
Now they are not only not afraid, but they are seeing lofty goals.
And only the eldest apprentice with the most qualifications and skills asked with a frown.
"Master, you said that it was an 'old method that I had seen before' that allowed the sword to be melted away, which is almost a ritual forging method, I haven't heard you talk about it?"
The head of the second phase of the regiment froze.
The expression of relief that had just diverted the attention of the apprentice and his colleagues was distorted for a moment, showing a momentary feeling of fear and escape from memory.
But the memories are so remote that these fearful emotions only instinctively explode for a moment, and then they are forgotten again.
It's like a veteran who has been down from the battlefield for a long time, and his mouth keeps describing the horror of the battlefield. But in fact, he himself has actually forgotten the emotions of his own position when he was young, and only remembers the concept of 'fear'.
"Heh, I've talked to you about this, and it shouldn't matter if you reveal the rest a little."
"When I was younger, I used to travel in the Old World to learn and apprentice, and I saw this method when I passed through a place."
With the narration of the leader of the second phase of the regiment, an inexplicable sense of heaviness spread, and the entire furnace fell silent.
"The royal city of Gushuret. How many have you heard of this place, right? β
The pupils of everyone present involuntarily shrank at this moment.
"I saw that spear thereβthe black dragon lance was terrifying just to look at."
The bald man was muttering some kind of nursery rhyme.
"Those who are injected by the dragon veins of the earth to suppress evil thoughts and brutality, and are stored in the east gate of the god body."
"Inheriting the ultimate power, it can bring calamity-level destruction with just one blow!"
"Of course, I didn't have the ability to find the earth dragon vein here, so I just set up a shrine as it was."
In the deep silence, the big apprentice swallowed his saliva and looked at the master with incredulous eyes.
"You're saying that you've taken over a piece that can match the black. The weapon of that spear?! β
"Who knows? After all, it's just not complete, and I'm not arrogant enough to make a weapon that can match the black dragon material or something."
When the head of the second phase of the regiment said the word 'black dragon' several times, everyone present lowered their heads intentionally or unintentionally, as if they were taboo about something.
In the end, the [Vitality Drink] did not allow the bald man to gain the energy of ordinary people after all.
The head of the second phase of the regiment sat at the door of the furnace, tilted his head and fell asleep.
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