Verse 176 - True lies
Qi Fei's spiritual power passed through every corner of the spell array engraved on the surface of the flat disk through alchemy, successfully activating its basic functions.
However, for this alchemy, everything has only just begun, and the old maker will need to put in a lot of effort to complete this elemental conversion device.
"I am still amazed by your progress. β
Although this answer had long been expected, the smile on the face of the alchemist Mero was very pleased, and he continued, "Are you ready to exchange things at the Alchemy Alliance conference tomorrow?"
"Ready!
Qi Fei smiled confidently.
She pulled out a wooden box from a brute cowhide backpack in the corner of the alchemy studio, placed it on the inkstone workbench, and when she lifted the lid of the lock, it was filled with all kinds of strange things.
"Strange things, Fey, tell me what they're for!"
Even if he had been mentally prepared, the alchemist Mero still couldn't guess what his female apprentice had made.
Rather than saying that the items in the box are alchemists, they have a common name in another world: small household appliances.
Due to the existence of alchemy, there is no shortage of various materials, and even if there are no original materials, it is easy to find a replacement.
And to a certain extent, alchemy can be used to process some precision industrial-grade parts that cannot be made purely by hand, which can be regarded as saving Qi Fei a lot of trouble.
"What a shame, teacher!"
Qi Fei began to dig out of the wooden box like a few treasures, and at the same time introduced: "This is called an incandescent light bulb, which can convert lightning energy into light energy and act as a illuminator, well, this is a flashlight, with a miniature light bulb and battery. Perfect for walking at night and entering enclosed spaces like tunnels"
"This is an electric motor, it can have a very high speed, it can be used in a wide range, it can make an electric fan that generates airflow, and an electric bicycle that carries people walking."
"The carbon particle microphone converts the sound into a special fluctuating electricity, and then the output is transferred by the wire, and the sound is restored through the electric horn. The carbon crystal gem needle creates a voltage difference with the magic crystal, and the electrical fluctuations are amplified by the triode, restoring a clear and loud sound in the electric horn. β
This girl from the earth clearly plans to use earth technology to counterattack the magic alchemy civilization at the alchemy conference of the world.
Electricity, all electricity, these alchemists on the workbench are inseparable from the energy of the thunder element, and this kind of extreme energy application is simply unprecedented.
The alchemy tools that the apprentice took out made Master Mero feel a little headache, and the bias was too great.
She has an inextricable mortal enmity with the thunder energy, and she wants to play with it so superbly. I'm afraid that even the status masters can't delve into it to this extent.
It's just that Mero didn't expect that Qi Fei was certainly influenced by the earth's technological environment on the one hand, and on the other hand, because of the advantage of standing on the shoulders of his predecessors.
With the inheritance of generations of scientists, what was once high-level knowledge has finally become basic common sense. At the moment, it is all cheap for her, and combined with magical alchemy, it is easy to restore some very common basic technology products.
"Teacher, do you think it's okay?"
Qi Fei smiled and spread everything in the wooden box on the workbench.
Alchemists are usually divided into two categories, one with very good casting and forging skills. It can make large alchemy, from beginning to end, in one go, and the physical requirements are relatively high. Such alchemists are martial alchemists.
The other type of innate physique is not strong, although they cannot make large-scale alchemy, but they are superior in exquisite and delicate skills, and can complete very complex alchemy production, and their mental power level and control ability often exceed that of martial alchemists, and Qi Fei and her teacher Mero take this kind of path called Wen Alchemist.
Gradually divided into the laws of natural development, all kinds of alchemists with distinctive characteristics of one article and one martial arts are not as extreme as the sword sect and the qi sect in the novel, the alchemist is not a war officer, and he can't fight if he wants to, and what's more, it only represents the two main development directions of alchemy.
There are countless branches that are becoming more and more refined, among which the more well-known ones are the Jedaro Sect, the Gonglado Sect, the Life Alchemy Sect and the Horcrux Sect, etc., as long as they are successfully promoted to the Heavenly Rank Refining Venerable, they will automatically have the qualifications to start a sect.
Not only are there two major development directions, but there is also inevitably competition and promotion between various schools, and the Alchemist Exchange Conference is like a catalyst to strengthen the exchange of alchemy skills between these different schools, so as to achieve a hundred schools of thought and a hundred flowers bloom.
Apprentices have alchemist competitions among apprentices, and alchemists who have officially entered the ranks also have their own competitions.
Master Mero, who was a little distracted by his thoughts, pondered for a moment and said, "As an unranked alchemy apprentice, these works are enough to make you stand out, and even have the qualifications to compete with the works of second-order alchemists, well, so be it." β
Although he said so, he made up his mind in his heart that he should strengthen the basic knowledge and ability of his apprentices, and he must develop in an all-round way "moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor".
"That's great!"
Qi Fei was even more overjoyed.
This is completely stained with the light of the scientific and technological civilization of another world, otherwise if she really makes something beyond the civilization of the earth, I am afraid that without exception, it may be a good thing.
After all, this girl, who used to be the president of a design company, is only good at all kinds of VI, CI, color, appearance, industrial design and event planning, and is still a long way from a real alchemist-
"I never imagined that I would go to Delan City, the capital of the Slan Empire, in such a way. β
Riding on his horse, Mosrig, one of the key members of the Portland Mission, raised his hand above his eyes and looked into the distance in the shape of a canopy.
It's a pity that there is no Portland army behind him, densely reflecting the cold light of swords and guns, only the embassy escorted by the Slan knights.
Although the Portlanders' blitzkrieg tactics were initially successful in catching the Slans off guard, with the bizarre destruction of an army overnight, the Portlanders' luck came to an end except for the few towns they had previously occupied.
A series of unimaginable chain reactions and the strange tricks of the Slanns have been repeated, and the Portlanders' early advantage has been completely suppressed.
After years of carefully preparing for the invasion, it came to naught, not only did it lose face, but the Republic of Portland had to lose its teeth and blood, and Mosley was one of them who was burdened with the humiliation of defeat, and he was very surprised to participate in the mission to the Slanc Empire.
"Every empire doesn't last forever, and the Slans are lucky this time, but although luck is part of the strength, it's not the whole story!
Dillon, the chief diplomat of the Republic of Portland and the leader of the mission, glanced with disdain at the Slan knights who were escorting the mission.
The Slan's performance from the beginning to the end was almost the same, and the other party not only used all kinds of dazzling and overwhelming means to turn the tide of the battle, but also found the secret tunnel that was almost opened.
Although there is evidence that the Slans did it, how exactly they did it remains a mystery to this day.
"Lord Dillon, I'm wondering if the fate of the Slaners will fall on us Portlanders!"
As one of the few people who knew the truth behind this mission, Mosrig did not show any joy on his face, like a defeated man, with a worried expression.
Under the guard of the surrounding missions, Dillon continued nonchalantly: " Mosrig, I know what you're worried about, rest assured, the geographical location of our Portland Republic is destined to be impossible to be attacked on all sides like the Slanc Empire, to our east is an endless sea, although the north and south are bordered by Cartagena and the Republic of Larn, but only partially adjacent, except for these two countries, the Duchy of Teested and the Duchy of Grimsby are unlikely to pose any threat to us at all, and the longest border with our Portland is only the Slan Empire, maybe it won't be long before our territory will expand inland again, and the threat of the Slans will no longer existγ β
As a diplomat, it was impossible for him to be so rough and careless, in fact, before he could speak, he had already activated the seventh-order alchemy weapon "True Lies" on his body.
It's a magic weapon that can unleash sound and illusion enchantments, and can easily turn a radius of a few meters into a highly secret shielded space, which can last up to an hour a day, and is perfect for diplomats who are used to dealing with all kinds of secrets.
"Maybe I'm too careful!"
Mosrig shook his head, in his eyes, all diplomats are natural conspiracy theorists, every step has its own deep meaning, you can't believe it, you can't believe it all, it's unpredictable, God knows whether what the other party is saying to him right now is true or false.
"Mosrig, you are still too young! This time you are asked to participate in the envoy to the Slan Empire, not only the meaning of the Grand Head, but also the meaning of Earl Bird. β
Seeing that Mosrig was still in a depressed mood, Dillon's voice suddenly became meaningful.
"My grandfather?!"
A stunned look appeared on Mosrig's face.
In his memories since he was a child, he had never seen any smile on the face of this contemporary grandfather who had the highest glory of the bloodecanth coat of arms and the title of earl, only a stern and rigid face, and there was no superfluous expression. (To be continued......)