Not to mention Murphy and Trissy's quick action, in the Brotherhood of Stonemasons office in the Crimson Keep, the old dwarf Ilyich, who accidentally leaked the "Heavenly Secret", is sitting in a chair with a face full of remorse.

In the face of the various inquiries of the others, the dwarven priest who maintained his classic appearance remained silent with a straight face, but from the frowning brow and the remorse in his eyes, he knew that the voice he had just shouted made him realize that he was in trouble.

But the more the old dwarf did this, the more it proved that he was not wrong just now.

Although Professor Chen is not very involved in the daily combat and game life of players, he has been in Transncia for almost three months, and he also sees the unique "burning gold" in this world and its almost "omnipotent" effect.

As a scholar, if it weren't for the fact that the gold burning business of the entire continent had been monopolized by brass dwarves hundreds of years earlier, he would definitely have to find a way to get some research and research.

At the moment, this unexpected joy caught people off guard, but Lao Chen Tou was still very organized.

His gaze swept over everyone around him.

The meaning in those eyes made Xiao Weiming and Lumina immediately cover their mouths, and they realized that Old Chen Tou would not allow them to tell them where the ore was found, and the gray beaters who accompanied them would not care about anything else, so they rushed out of the house with Sister Parin in their hands.

As a disciple of Old Chen, he knew what his mentor's eyes meant, and he now had to reconfirm as quickly as possible whether there was really a gold ore in the Crimson Keep that could be mined.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a real "strategic resource"!

"Master Ilyich, can you confirm that this is the Burning Gold Rough?"

When only Old Chen, his guards, and the silver dwarven priest were left in the room, the otherworldly scholar pushed the unique ore in his hand towards the dwarf, and he asked softly:

"I know this is an absolute secret for you dwarves, but you see, even if we find ore, we can't smelt it, and even those psionic apprentices know that the only one on this continent that has the ability to process raw ore for a second time is your dwarven mining company.

From that point of view, you shouldn't be sorry that we discovered the gold mine.

On the contrary, doesn't that mean that the dwarven business can make more profit from Transnesia?

That's a good thing. ”

"But no matter how good you say, it can't change that I leaked something that shouldn't be leaked, damn it! Mother Earth will punish me for my many mouths and tongues. ”

Ilyich complained with a straight face with extreme remorse:

"I thought little Loren was joking when he told me that everything was bad in Translasia, but it turned out to be true, and I got into such trouble less than three days after I was here.

Ah, if this is known to the Lord of Hadland, my high reputation among my people will be completely over.

The gold-burning industry is the lifeblood of the brass dwarves

You can't comprehend how much sacrifice and so much terrible blood they have paid in the past to hide every link in the chain of this industry, which is a fat piece of meat, and the brass dwarves have paid so much to keep it.

Alas, I'm really old. ”

The dwarven architect rubbed his broad forehead and sighed:

"Maybe after helping you repair the defensive line, I should go back to Silver Fort and honestly take the apprentice as an errand, instead of wandering around the continent and causing trouble again. You don't have to ask, Mr. Chen, I can't say much more about that.

While the gold business has little to do with us Silver Dwarves, I have more than enough duty to keep this lucrative business for my fellow citizens.

This is a matter of morality and loyalty, please don't test my bottom line. ”

This statement made Old Man Chen a little helpless, but he quickly blinked his eyes and whispered a few words to the guard beside him, and the witch hunter strode out of the room and returned a few minutes later with a few bottles of wine.

Old Chen uncorked the bottle and poured a glass for Ilyich himself.

But how can the old dwarf be in the mood to drink?

He was worried about whether he would be hunted down by the brass dwarves with iron-hearted hunters, but even though Old Chen Tou placed the cup of unusually pure liquid in front of his eyes, his dwarven's trademark big nose still instinctively moved, and even his well-maintained beard shook from it.

"What is this?"

The dwarf standing on the chair asked in surprise:

"I've never seen this kind of wine before, and I remember that the Translancians weren't good at making wine, and it's rare to see you make a difference in this area, except that the mountain people occasionally make some fruit wines with unique flavors."

"Oh, it's a flavor from the Seris tribe."

Lao Chen smiled and introduced:

"One of my fellow villagers recreated the process with some Nord grain and distillation techniques that had come with the support of the Nords but were about to expire, and he named it 'Feitian', which, of course, was much worse than the taste I remembered.

But barely there's a hint of charm.

I've heard that all dwarves are boozes, so don't be sad, my outstanding peers, come and have a drink as an apology, I remember, there is a similar custom among you dwarves.

When someone admits a mistake, he must show his sincerity with the best wine he can find. ”

"Hmph."

Ilyich knew that this was the cunning old man in front of him trying to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't care, he was very confident in his ability to keep secrets, and felt that this little trick was useless to him!

Isn't it just sugar-coated cannonballs?

Hey, watch this priest eat the sugarcoat and throw back your vicious cannonballs!

Thinking so, Master Ilyich reached out and took the wine, but did not drink it immediately, but put it under his nostrils and sniffed it, judging the quality of the drink first by the smell like the best master taster.

The aroma of the grain made him hungry, and he tilted his head and toasted.

The mouth was soft and cool, and there was no special sensation for the first second, but then the hot smell of the liquid slid into his throat made the dwarf take a deep breath, and then the wine in his mouth made him squint again.

"Hah!"

The dwarf put the wine glass heavily on the table, gave a thumbs up to Old Chen, and said:

"Yes, it's not quite as good as our Earth Aged and Frost Castle's Winter Flames, but it's already unique and could become a new wine line.

Hey, my mood has also improved because of this rare wine. ”

"Then let's have another drink."

Professor Chen laughed and poured another cup for the dwarf, and the witch hunter guard served a few plates of hors d'oeuvres, and the two old men just gave you a cup and I had a cup, and the atmosphere quickly improved.

Old Chen didn't rush to ask.

He was a professor anyway, and he knew the rules of the wine field very well, and when he patiently accompanied the dwarf to drink until the fifth bottle, when he saw that the other party's words began to increase, and he had begun to brag about his proud deeds in the past, Professor Chen knew that the heat was almost over.

He repeated the rhetoric he had just said, emphasizing that it was only the curiosity of the scholars, and that he had sworn in the name of knowledge not to divulge all this, that Ilyich finally spoke.

"Okay, okay, I can tell you a little bit, just because you invited me to drink such a good wine."

The dwarves will already start blowing on the bottle.

He took a big sip of heavy drinks, and while he sighed, he patted the table and said:

"But you'll have to accept the invitation of the Gaia Temple!

I know you're going to face the Scourge head-on, so I'm not in a hurry to get you to Silver Castle, but you'll have to go back with me after the war is over, and if you can pass the temple architect exam, and if you can become a priest of Mother Earth, then this information won't be a leak, and we're tasked with prospecting for brass dwarves on the continent anyway.

If you're one of us, there's no knowledge you can't share.

You have to promise me, Old Chen, that this is the basis of all our next conversations. ”

"If the Temple of Gaia is the first-class and only large architects' guild on the continent, then I don't need your invitation, my dear Ilyich, I will definitely visit there and exchange ideas and experiences with the best architects on the continent.

It is not advisable to do this behind closed doors.

Only when knowledge is circulated will both sides burst out with more inspiration, and this inspiration is the driving force behind all knowledge to advance deeper.

Truth!

That's where all wisdom will eventually go. ”

Old Chen Tou was also a little drunk, but the amount of alcohol hidden under his elegant appearance was not covered by time, and after making a promise in a very orderly manner, the old dwarf opened up the conversation:

"What you've dug up is indeed a raw ore of burning gold, a raw ore that has not been treated in any way.

It's not a big deal, because there are six processes between the raw ore and the real gold-burning products, and there are two processes that even us silver dwarves don't quite understand, which is the secret method of pressing the bottom of the box by the brass dwarves.

Alas, over the past few hundred years, the Brass Dwarves have united large and small mining companies, and the wealth accumulated by monopolizing the circulation of gold is enough for us and the Frost Dwarves to feel jealous from the bottom of our hearts, you know, we dwarves are not as greedy for money as others sarcastically, but we do have a natural love for the treasures beneath the earth, and gold is one of them.

But those guys are pretty good at being humans, too.

The Brass Fortress divides its wealth with the other two Dwarven realms each year, inviting us to help them discover more gold mines on the continent.

However, by far the largest reserves of ore veins are still in the vast area of the Dark Mountains, and the rest of the continent cannot be said to have none, but their reserves are so small that the brass dwarves don't need to make a trip.

They only need to send a prospecting team to dig in the area for a few months to empty the gold ore there, and the raw ore they have stored in the past few hundred years is a truly astronomical amount, enough to last the entire continent for a long time.

I don't know how big the gold-burning veins are on your side, but I guess even if the news does come out, the brass dwarves won't pay much attention to it, and they're busy repairing the fortress to fight the gnolls.

Alas, having earned so much money, it is natural that the brass dwarves will have to be on the front line against the gnolls if they want to keep their mines.

Destiny!

Mother Earth teaches us that fate is fair!

You get it, you have to give. ”

As he spoke, the old dwarf took out a special magnifying glass from his pocket, took the ore fragments that Old Chen Tou had placed on the table, and put them in his hand to carefully observe the veins of those crystals.

As he looked at it, he said:

"Look, the crystals are very pure, which means that the quality is okay, but the crystal clusters are small and scattered, which means that the proportion of rough work that can be extracted from each piece of raw ore is not too much, according to the grading of the brass dwarves, the ore on your side can get a medium to high evaluation at most.

Not particularly good.

But a little better than the raw ore elsewhere on the mainland.

However, this does not affect the preparation of gold, after hundreds of years of development and iteration, the Brass Dwarf Minerals Company can already guarantee that all the high-energy substances in a piece of ore can be extracted, well, these cuties can be sold for a good price.

Need help connecting you with the Brass Dwarves company?

They'll send someone over to inspect and negotiate a contract with you, and we've been responsible for this kind of thing in the past, but I think I'd better not interfere in the Translancia matter.

There's something wrong with your land! It's really evil here! ”

"Hehe, you're still prejudiced against Transancia."

Old Chen Tou smiled and said:

"However, this kind of thing cannot be mastered by our Brotherhood of Stonemasons, and the administrative department needs to come forward to co-ordinate, and I am personally more interested in the effective principle of this special substance, which is burning gold. I can't understand why a substance can have a completely incompatible enhancement effect in multiple areas.

Not only can it be used as an accelerant, but it can even be used as a catalyst and propellant, and I know that in some psionic spells, gold can be used as a core casting material.

Don't you think there's something wrong with that?

It's like a 'universal material'!

I don't think this is a normal substance that nature can give birth to. ”

"It really isn't."

Ilyich the dwarf shook his head and enjoyed the wonderful feeling of being slightly drunk, and he threw a handful of crispy peanuts into his mouth, and with a clattering bite, he said:

"In the eyes of the Earth Priests, the Burning Gold Mine is a miracle given to this world by Mother Earth God, so it was first discovered by the dwarves, and it was also extracted and used by the dwarves to invent a brilliant business based on burning gold!

However, this is a belief that the temple of Gaia had a full-time priest who conducted various experiments on the burning of gold long ago.

We still don't know where the universal utility of burning gold comes from, but we can be sure that the birth of this ore beneath the earth has nothing to do with the Mother Gaia.

Mother Earth didn't even like our burning gold as a sacrifice, and was more satisfied with the sacrifice of other ores and gems.

This means that the birth of burning gold is due to the action of other forces.

However, after it was proven not to be a creation of Mother Earth Goddess, the Earth Priests lost interest in it, and the research did not continue, mainly because there was no gold near Silver Castle, and we could not get enough raw materials for more psionic analysis.

As for the brass dwarves

Alas, although they are all of the same race, I also have to make a harsh assessment on this matter!

They have all been dazzled by the huge profits brought by the burning of gold, and they know that this is not Gaia's creation, but they still regard it as a holy thing, so they are no longer loved by Mother Earth, and in the past few hundred years, fewer and fewer earth priests have been born in the brass dwarven race, and more and more of their people have given up their normal lives to become iron-hearted warriors.

This proves that the minds of the brass dwarves are no longer as pure as the gems of the mountains and rivers given by Mother Earth Goddess.

Polluted by the greed of the world, they became more and more indulgent, more and more extravagant, more and more irritable, and they gradually drifted away from the teachings of the way of the earth, and most of the stories about the dwarves who were cautious, greedy for money, and irritable and stubborn on the continent were derived from the changes of the brass dwarves over the years.

Even the number of Sin Dwarves they banished to the Sin Fortress is increasing year by year, more than five times as many as the Silver Dwarves and the Frost Dwarves of the Great Wilds combined.

It's really sad. ”

Ilyich raised his head again, poured a few sips, wiped his beard, and said:

"We, the Gaian priests, have always wanted to save the souls of our fellow citizens, but the burning gold and the value it generates are like invisible chains that lock them up and pull them into the abyss.

Alas, let's go back to the previous topic, about the 'universal property' of burning gold.

Although we don't have a conclusive conclusion, the research on the halfling side of the burning gold has not stopped.

I have heard that the most brilliant mechanic among the halflings, His Excellency Minks Steam Valve, has published a number of papers to test his theories.

I hadn't read much of the complicated papers, but I had heard from a few of my disciples that Mr. Minks believed that the universal properties of Burning Gold did not come from the Burning Gold itself, but rather that it would work in wonderful harmony with the psionic energy when it was crafted and used.

Minkx calls it some kind of 'energy field'.

When fully combusted, the metal will interact with other substances to form a peculiar force field that facilitates and accelerates all the energy conversion processes that take place within it.

This is why it can be used both as an accelerant and as a catalyst.

It's essentially a special psionic effect! ”

The old dwarf shrugged his shoulders and said to the old Chen, who was already confused:

"You and I are not psionics, so it's hard for us to understand Lord Minks' theory, and I think there's something wrong with Minks' theory, because he's not a psyker either!

All of his conclusions were based on theory and were not accepted by professionals, and Minks was unable to come up with a plausible conclusion to tell us where the burning money came from.

He only vaguely judged that the burning gold was an 'extraterrestrial thing', that is, he believed that the burning gold came from the energetic interaction between the heterotopic plane and the material world.

Blinded? ”

"Well, I don't understand when you talk about energy fields."

"It's good to be blinded, don't think about these messy things, it's not very friendly to the brains of us old people, come on, come on, have a few more drinks! Oh, you Seris's traditional wine is getting better and better.

It's a wonderful feeling of being drunk and not drunk, and I dare say your drinks will become the new favorite of dwarven society.

Hahaha, I'm the first blessed dwarf.

It seems that there are still good things in Transncia, and I am starting to like it here. ”

——

"So, what do you think of the legend that Lord Ilyich said about burning gold?"

At the bottom of the city rift in the Crimson Keep, Murphy plays a conversation between the old dwarf and Professor Chen while holding the Core Orb, and in front of him is a group of blood servants who are playing with their lives wielding pickaxes to dig for raw ore.

Beside him, Tracey narrowed her eyes and listened to what the dwarf had to say, and she shook her head and said:

"I've never seen raw ore before, so how can I analyze its origin? But I feel that there is some truth in the argument of the Lord Minks Steam Valve, that there are no conditions in the material world to form an ore with such wonderful properties.

The theories that shape it are derived from the outside world are highly explorable. ”

"So, is it astral energy?"

Murphy frowned and said:

"There has never been a trace of burning gold in this land before, but after the disaster in Cadman City, the astral energy poured down and entrenched here for several months, and under its influence, even the stone turned into an energy body, and it is not incomprehensible to derive the strange substance of the gold mine."

"No, astral energy can't make such a thing! The attributes of the astral psionic energy are filth and madness, and it does not 'shape' that attribute. ”

Tracey vetoed:

"Maybe it's something else, at the time of the disaster, in addition to the impact of the astral plane, there is also this ravine that is very close to the Crimson Corridor, it is just above the Corridor, so."

Murphy blinked, he looked at Tracey, and said:

"You mean, subspace?"

Tris didn't answer.

She only frowned and maintained the thoughtful expression that the Psionic Master should have, and after a few moments, when the Blood Servants unearthed a huge piece of ore mixed with the thickness of a hedron, Tracy finally couldn't help it.

She pulled Murphy back to the cloister with her wings outstretched, flying all the way to the place where the Hall of the Holy Blood had collapsed.

The damage is so bad that it has not yet been excavated and repaired.

Tracey picked up the pickaxe left by the worker next to her and said to Murphy:

"Dig this place out! The impact of subspace began here, and if the birth of the Burning Gold Ore was really related to subspace, then there must be a larger and more pure vein under the ruins of the hall. ”

"Well, great idea!"

Murphy nodded, but then pouted and said:

"But is this kind of hard work enough for me to come in person? Why don't you just send a mission? There are so many idle little players who hurt that they will come and volunteer to dedicate their strength to the best of their ability, Tracey. ”

"Well, what you said makes sense, I'll send a mission."

(End of chapter)