After seeing Calvin use the 1-ring psionic spell [Hypnotic Beast] through the Eye of True Sight to successfully hypnotize and brainwash the two male Carvins rats into making each other scream, Levi speechlessly asked Remlu to run another errand and convey the meaning of letting the two fools learn to distinguish the gender of the Carvins rats first, and then turned his attention to the progress of the work in the West Mining Area.

Having experienced the baptism of many online games in his previous life, he has always believed that even in another world, mining should at least have the existence of minecarts and tracks that transport ore.

After seeing that these guys were still using ore pickaxes to dig from the rock wall piece by piece, and using some self-made shoddy mine frames to go back and forth between the mine and the ore storage registration site by manpower, Levi instantly despaired of the mining efficiency of these guys.

With his current size, he could ingest at least 60,000 pounds of various ores every day, except for the necessary meat...

That is, according to the current amount of salted fish, the mineral tax to be paid to the city of Gerthorne is removed, and the rest may barely be enough to feed him...

If he continues like this, he doesn't know how long or long his sleep will be postponed, let alone his resource realization and export plan and military factory production plan based on mineral resources.

"It's too slow! Efficiency must be accelerated. Levi made up his mind, and thought a little painfully: "If only I could not pay taxes... But at this stage, you still have to endure it first. ”

The situation is stronger than people, and the reason why such a strange settlement as Zelandia can be tacitly allowed to exist by the group of long ears in the city of Gerthorne is nothing more than the well-known points:

Relying on being in the realm of the Dark Demon Net, Drow's spell casting ability was directly restricted, Drow was temporarily unable to pull out due to the spirit suckers of the Iron Molten Castle, coupled with the cost-effective problem of sending troops on a large scale, and finally Tiger's initiative to pay the mineral tax became the straw that kept him a little freedom.

If this mineral income is suddenly cut off, because most of the drow elves who have been attracted by the psionic slaves of the Iron Melting Castle will be able to conquer this uneasy lower city with thunder at any cost, even for the sake of face.

Even with their ability to cast spells restricted, these drow elves are also skilled in arrow and decapitation tactics.

Since you can't reduce your spending, you have to find a way to solve the problem at the source.

"Or... Should we get the stove out first? Solve the power and transportation problems?"

Thinking of this, Levi began to rummage through the 'garbage' in his soul space, which was exactly what he 'contained' into his own soul space little by little from the scrapped inheritance dream, which was really messy.

If you don't tidy it up, it's like a guy who is used to using a modern high-end host to go to a messy 186 machine that has just been hit by a virus folder and has been mixed up to find information, and it will be crazy...

In fact, Levi feels that he has actually been 'crazy' many times, no way, who let this be his only two golden fingers...

Yes!

He Levi obviously has two golden fingers, and the two powerful golden fingers coincide together, which should have made him the biggest hanging criticism in the history of Corell, serving as the adjudicator of the silver dragon, opening the harem of all races, and since then he has walked to the peak of dragon life, but... Why is this the way it is?

If it is placed in other novels, theoretically, his dragon inheritance dream is like a girl as gentle as water, who can always give him warm comfort (various powerful skills) when he tosses and turns in his dreams.

And the existence of the technology side that appeared later was like a fierce and rich man, who paved the way ahead for him by throwing out various unheard-of black technologies through the inhumanity of the trenches.

And the girl and the macho man suddenly met, shouldn't it be a blend of water and milk, or even a new accident, becoming their third golden finger!

But for Mao, you and your former boyfriend and girlfriend suddenly bumped into each other and had a new love, so you have to hack each other to death and even burn the jade...

"I'm so difficult!! "Levi threw away half of the garbled "Two-Digit Hydrogen Furnace Design Atlas" and "Void Ghost Energy Transformation Equation", and once again became a salty dragon who deeply suspected that he was mentally retarded.

After closing his eyes and resting for a while, Levi, who had readjusted his mentality, was no longer entangled in these black technologies that seemed to be archaeological in his soul space.

Not to mention these generally mutilated chicken ribs, even if you take out the original version and give it to him, it is useless, just like someone takes a genuine Apollo manned moon rocket design drawings and hands them to a primary school student, can he build a moon landing rocket?

"There are no arcanists to trust for the time being, otherwise I can take some simple looking things for them to study, and I don't want to copy the original, but how can I touch the class and make some useful gadgets, hey, it's a pity that I haven't been able to travel back in time to the Nethrel era." Levi comforted himself.

If some arcanists knew about his idea, they would sneer, and if there was really such a freak as Levi in the Netherel era, the first thing the great arcanists who did everything to explore the truth of the world did was to put Levi on the dissolving table...

Of course, they would never waste such a good research subject, nor would they let the subject die easily.

Whether it is the body, or the soul, or the knowledge contained in the soul, or even the logic of thinking that is different from this world, all of them will become the object of their research.

"Forget it, let's be realistic first. ”

Levi thought as he grabbed a handful of selected iron ore that the gnolls had brought to his lair, and a fiery flame poured out from between his teeth.

The flame-enveloped iron ore between his claws began to melt at a rate visible to the naked eye, even seeping into the cracks of his scales.

Just as the iron juice was about to fall to the ground, Levi began to manipulate the magic to try to wrap them around and shape them.

Multiply...

The hot molten iron seemed to penetrate his magic directly, falling to the ground and splashing a wisp of green smoke, and even spilled a lot on his feet...

Levi was a little embarrassed like wetting his shoes in the wind, and found that things were not as simple as he imagined.

First, with his current magic control ability, it is difficult to directly interfere with the material world, and even if the dragon achieves the flight effect by manipulating the magic power, it is only a spell-like effect similar to the dance and levitation technique, and then changes direction with the wings.

Interfering directly with the physical world with the mind is the preserve of psionic magicians.

Levi, who failed in his first attempt, was not discouraged, and simply used his claws to dig out a few pits in the lair as template troughs, melt the iron ore into magma and pour it into it.

After it has cooled naturally, the slabs are cut out and put together by melting the edges.

After half a busy work, Levi looked at the square ironstone box in front of him that he had pulled out with his bare hands, and couldn't help but sigh deeply:

"It's a pressure cooker at best... I don't know if it's going to leak... However, the current conditions are limited, so we can only do this for now. But as expected, even if I know the basic principles of the steam-powered furnace, it is still a bit out of the ordinary for me, a former liberal arts student..."

Levi tapped his head, but finally decided to solve the problem as soon as possible, and the efficiency of ore mining had to be improved before he could sleep.

His red dragon body suddenly turned into a gnoll, and he picked up the potholed 'pressure cooker', and said to Remlu, who had just rushed back:

"Go, let Holtz double his CV, and help me find a few mages to come over, preferably those who have also practiced arcane. ”

Remlus, who had just turned into a slime and jumped into the treasure pile, suddenly heard this command, and immediately felt like a leaky ball.

'Mu' protested, and then reluctantly turned back into the fish-man carrying the coral fork to find Holtz, who was also busy with balls.