My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Rubart came to the blacksmith workshop on time at eight o'clock in the morning as usual.

He first inspected the progress of yesterday's work in each small workshop and found that all of them had been exceeded. He was really satisfied and had a smile on his face.

Since the number of manpower in the blacksmith shop increased, unskilled repetitive work has been done by apprentices. Lower-level blacksmiths can complete their assigned tasks faster and have more time to observe the work of senior blacksmiths.

He applied to the church to join the reward mechanism. Senior blacksmiths have the obligation to mentor lower-level blacksmiths. If the lower-level blacksmiths who follow him make significant progress, they will be rewarded with property and honors.

Therefore, senior blacksmiths are also happy to answer questions from lower-level blacksmiths.

The spirit control of the gods can quickly obtain a large amount of metal. With sufficient materials and the most energy-consuming and time-consuming preliminary processing has been completed, the efficiency of the blacksmiths is incomparable.

Everything is moving forward in an orderly manner. The church has stored a large amount of weapons and armor in its arsenal, enough to equip tens of thousands of people, and the number is still increasing at a rate of about 250 sets per day.

After Rubart finished his inspection and was preparing to start the day's work, his disciple came to report:

"Teacher, Mr. Zeb Verik, the magic circle master, is here to visit and is waiting in the reception room."

Lubat was suspicious. He had no contact with the magic circle masters on weekdays.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he thought of a possibility, and he quickened his pace and walked ahead.

The disciple didn't know what happened to make the teacher so anxious, so he trotted behind him.

Entering the reception room, Rubat took a quick glance and immediately recognized who was Zeb - an old man with gray hair and a bright forehead.

"Why is Master Zebu here?"

Zeb stood up from his chair, his kind eyes shining with wisdom.

"Your Excellency, I mainly study the application of micro-scale magic circles, and I am a fourth-level magic circle master.

On the order of Archbishop Nick, I came to assist you in forging a new type of armor.

I brought my own students, when will we start? "

Rubat was overjoyed when he heard the answer he wanted, and he was extremely happy that Nick approved his plan so quickly this time.

"If you're not busy, how much does Master know about my plan?"

“The Archbishop has given me the basic information, and I fully understand your vision.

To be honest, I am already conducting research in this area after work. "

Zebu smiled and said, unlike his colleagues who like to study various large-scale magic circles, he usually likes to make magic circles into various small things and create many interesting gadgets.

In his opinion, magic circles should be used to change all aspects of life, so that more people can be inspired to study magic circles.

Rubat was even more happy. He rubbed his hands excitedly and said eagerly:

"I wonder if I can listen to your opinion? After all, I am just a blacksmith. I can copy the magic circle of the masters, but creating the magic circle is too difficult for me."

He paused, laughed loudly and said:

"Master, please sit down! Let's talk slowly."

The two sat down. Zebu took out a stack of four-finger-thick drawings, patted them with his hands and said:

"Your Excellency proposed to create armor that can resist the impact of mental pollution. I think we should design two different magic circles.

The breathing method learned by the knights of the church is different from the meditation method learned by the priests. The breathing method exercises the source of life as blazingly as the summer sun, focuses on killing, and has a strong purification ability against the law of pollution.

The holy power that priests meditate nourishes the soul like moonlight, focusing on toughness and can withstand the impact of pollution for a longer period of time. "

Rubart kept nodding his head and suddenly realized:

“The energy source of knights’ armor is the source of life, while the energy source of priests’ armor is holy power.

The difference in energy sources means that the embedded arrays must not be the same."

The two chatted endlessly, and they both felt as if they had met each other too late.

Before I knew it, two hours had passed.

Zebu said with a red face:

“Human beings are escaping energy all the time, and I was wondering if the escaping energy could be collected and stored in the armor.

This can greatly save the consumption of knights and priests, and at the same time enhance their combat effectiveness. The key to the problem now is what to use as this storage core. "

His research has always been ignored by his colleagues. Now that someone is willing to listen to him, he is greatly encouraged. The feeling of being recognized is so wonderful that he feels that his thinking has accelerated a bit.

"Can a small energy crystal core be used?"

Lubart suggested that due to the application of holy crystals, the church's need for energy crystal cores has been greatly reduced.

As far as he knew, a large number of crystal nuclei were stored in the church's secret vault.

Zeb shook his head:

“The equipment we manufacture is standard, which means you have no problem using this set of armor, and other people wearing it can also play the same combat role.

The quality of energy crystal cores is different, so the armor loses some universality.

Your Excellency is also an extraordinary person. If your equipment is slightly different, you can feel it immediately. This subtle difference will cause inconvenience and affect combat effectiveness in long-term battles.

The best way is to find a new energy storage core to replace it, which has the same specifications and minimal differences. "

Rubat scratched his head, listening to what the other party meant, the cores needed to be manufactured in batches, and he had no way to get such cores.

Zeb coughed and said:

"Your Excellency, this project is led by you, and I am just assisting.

The Archbishop has given us a task, and of course we must do our best to do it the best we can. Difficulties are inevitable.

For those problems that are beyond our capabilities, we can submit reports to the archbishop for help in coordinating and solving them. "

After seeing the magical uses of the Holy Crystal, Zeb realized that if he produced a miniature "Saint Crystal", he would be able to solve various problems he had encountered before.

However, he is just an ordinary fourth-level magician, and he does not have the energy to apply for other departments to cooperate in the production of such miniature holy crystals.

Now, he saw an opportunity.

He has no energy, but the project leader does. The other person is a fifth-level transcendent, who can be regarded as a high-level person in the church. What's more, the other person is also a divine craftsman, and the energy of this identity is a million times stronger than him.

The approval of the other party's idea means that the archbishop is very optimistic about this project, so there is a half chance that his own wish can be realized.

“I’ll try to apply, but there’s no guarantee of results.

We first make a sample without the energy storage array and then apply. The success rate will be higher if we make the results first. After getting approval, we can try to change the array drawing.

Is there a big sunk cost in doing this? Will it greatly affect work efficiency? "

Zebu waved his hands hurriedly and said with a smile:

"It doesn't affect it at all. The energy storage array only needs to add a few energy circuits to solve it. I am very skilled in this matter.

Sir, what kind of magic circle should we create first? "

Rubart said:

"It is used by knights. After I build the armor, I can experiment with it myself. It will be more efficient."

"Okay, I have a similar sketch of the magic circle. After some modifications, I can make a basic version of the magic circle. Then I will modify it while testing."

"You draw a sketch of the magic circle first, and I can start work at any time."

Rubart nodded. The two of them still didn't know how huge their research would have an impact on the world in the future.

At this stage, the proficiency of the Golden Light Spell is growing too slowly, and Croun only performs visualization at night every day.

What he practices most now is the Sun and Moon Rotation Technique. The breathing method has given him a stronger body. His body is completely immune to attacks below the sixth level.

With the operation of the breathing method, his body was alternately refined by the two laws of the sun and taiyin, just like a piece of fine iron slowly removing impurities under constant hammering.

His skin was as crystal clear as jade but extremely tough, and there was a faint glimmer of light on his hair.

With the continuous tempering of Taiyin Thunder Seal and Sun Thunder Seal, his bones became harder, and his bone marrow was able to produce more golden blood. Now his divine blood is like lead and mercury.

Every contraction and relaxation of the heart transports a large amount of energy that can meet the fighting needs of a sixth-level transcendent for half a day.

It can be said that apart from his appearance, he is still human, and his life essence has already surpassed human beings and reached another category.

Alchemist is the second most time-consuming skill for him. Studying alchemy at this stage gives him the feeling of becoming the creator himself.

As long as he is willing to spend time and divine power, a ball of the most ordinary soil can be converted into mithril.

He felt that he had mastered a code, and the transformation path between all things became increasingly clear.

Regardless of good and evil, the Law of Pollution is no different from the Law of the Sun, the Law of the Moon, the Law of Fire, etc. They are all uses of energy, and all things themselves are the embodiment of one or more types of energy.

Studying alchemy gave him a new perspective on the world.

At this stage, every improvement in alchemy proficiency is a spark of collision of ideas.

Unlike other predecessors who were trying to cross the river by feeling for stones, Crowne was surprised to find that he had an advantage that no one could match.

If others want to make progress, they have to go through many trials and errors to know whether the path is feasible, but he can judge just by observing the increase in proficiency, which greatly saves time and energy.

If his idea is correct, no matter what the result of the alchemy experiment is, he will get more or less feedback on his proficiency.

If there is a problem with his idea, his alchemy proficiency will not increase at all. He only needs to change his idea, and the cost of trial and error is extremely low.

Ten days passed quickly. When Kroun was immersed in playing the "Creator", a golden Tao seed in the sea of ​​​​consciousness shone with silver light.

Now, the Tao seeds in his sea of ​​consciousness are like the stars in the sky, innumerable.

If the sea of ​​consciousness had not expanded many times, so many golden light Tao species would probably be crowded together like ripe grapes.

He finished the experiment and glanced at the golden wall.

[Alchemy: 6616/500000; Level 6]

He was very satisfied that the proficiency of level 6 skills could maintain a super-fast increase.

Crown's eyes lit up slightly as he read the information from Planck.

"Your Majesty, the town of Lorent has found the suspected hiding place of the evil god."

"Keep up the reconnaissance. I'm going out now, trying not to make the enemy suspicious as much as possible."

It’s time to work. Crown must restrain his divine power and avoid leaking it as much as possible.

If he flew without concealment, it would inevitably cause the laws in the void to tremble, and the evil god would have fled long ago when he sensed the danger.

This time I want to sneak over, I'd rather go slower.

He left the manor and slowly entered the gray fog.

Due to the binding power, his skin was dark, as if it had swallowed up all the light.

The gray mist clung tightly to his skin, giving it a slippery and cold touch.

As he stayed in the gray fog for longer and longer, he became more and more aware of the bewitchment and malice coming from the entire gray fog.

It has been a long time since I had this kind of experience. Although it did not affect him at all, it also reminded him that the influence of the gray fog has been increasing, and it is far from time to relax.

Like a fish, Clown wandered in the gray fog slowly, getting closer and closer to the town of Lorente.

When he landed in the hall of the church, he immediately saw Planck running up to him with a roll of things in his pocket.

"Your Majesty, you are here!"

Planck was anxious. On weekdays, it only took a few minutes for the gods to get from Shattrath to Lorente. Today, he was so busy that he thought he was delayed by something. He was afraid that the wandering suspected evil god would lose his trace.

He spread out the map and said:

"Your Majesty, the red marked area is where the target appears.

Nearly a hundred people in our search troops have lost contact, and many people have behaved abnormally.

In order not to alert the enemy, I did not restrict the freedom of these people, but sent people to closely monitor them."

Clown imprinted the map in his mind. The people who lost contact and those who showed abnormalities were close to a desolate hill.

He nodded slightly and said:

"Well done, if the information is correct, I will definitely reward you, wait for my news."

He did not stop and set off directly.

Planck watched him leave slowly, and suddenly understood.

'I understand, the gods are afraid that the enemy will escape, so they are going to attack by surprise! '

Crown left the illumination range of the Moon Soul Spirit Light Array and entered the gray fog without causing any ripples.

Alvasa squatted on the black hill. It was huge, more than 30 meters long, without a head, and its neck opened to form a toothless dark giant mouth, and the gray fog was constantly swallowed by it.

Since waking up in the darkness, it likes to swallow the gray fog very much.

There is a lot of information hidden in the gray fog, which contains a lot of delicious emotional power.

Just now, for some reason, it inexplicably felt irritable, and it had no idea where this emotion came from, which made it even more anxious.

Crown walked in the gray fog with his eyes closed, but everything under the gray fog was invisible.

There was spiritual power in his eyes, and at his level, there was even more fluctuation of laws in his eyes.

If he was really tracking the evil god, he would definitely be noticed by the enemy the moment he saw the enemy.

The evil god had all kinds of abilities, and if he let him go, he would lose experience points!

Although his speed was not fast, he was slowly approaching the target area. About an hour later, he "saw" a continuous black sand dune, and "saw" the gravel shaking gently.

Clown had no sadness or joy in his heart, and continued to move forward in the direction of the earthquake source.

Five minutes later, he saw the real cause of all this.

A headless humanoid monster waved four dark green tentacles more than ten meters long, whipping the sand dunes crazily.

It matched the dream of that ordinary person. From the perspective of spiritual strength, it was indeed the seventh level, but it was a very weak one.

But I don't mind!

Clown slowly approached, and then activated the time shuttle to immediately approach the target.

Time stood still, in the sun realm, when the golden light shone, Alvasa was shocked to find that a powerful enemy had appeared.

It was too late, his body dissipated into grains of sand in the blazing light.

‘One little friend at a time, wonderful! ’

Feeling the warm currents flowing into his body from the void, Clown laughed out loud.