Struggle in the Steam Age

Twenty minutes later, Lawrence walked out of the Red and Black Weapons Store with the previous harvest. The dwarf waved goodbye to him at the door of the weapon shop with a smile on his face.

"I actually spent 1,200 yuan in such a short period of time just now. Sure enough, things related to extraordinary power are the most expensive things in the world." After turning a corner and making sure that no one is around, Lawrence suddenly stopped walking and smiled inexplicably. come out. After all, he had never spent so much money in one go while shopping in his two lifetimes, so it was a bit uncomfortable to suddenly become extravagant.

Ten minutes later, amidst the sound of kicking horseshoes and the crisp bell on the horse's neck. Lawrence returned to the detective agency on Linden Street.

After paying the fare by giving the coachman a few copper coins, he got out of the carriage and habitually glanced at the mailbox at the door. As a result, he was a little surprised that there was something in today's mailbox.

"I remember that no one in the office seems to order newspapers." Lawrence pulled out the letter with a puzzled expression, only to find that there was a blue paw print on the envelope besides some words.

"This should be sent to Fatina by her family or friends." Lawrence glanced at the recipient on the envelope, opened the door and walked into the room, only to find that there was no one in the living room. But this is also normal. Because before he left this morning, he heard that Safir had a commission to deal with, and Fatina should now prepare some kind of medicine in the laboratory on the third floor.

As the granddaughter of an alchemist who specializes in potions, Fatina is quite talented in making various potions. For example, a large part of the medicinal materials Lawrence bought today were purchased for her.

When he came back for supper yesterday, Lawrence told Fatina the news that he was going to participate in the New World Contest. After hearing the news, the rat girl volunteered to prepare some extra potions for her friend Lawrence.

It is well known that the rat people have some unique ways of making magic potions. It's just that these medicines are rarely circulated in the outside world, so the news about their effects is only spread in a small range among some friends of the Ratmen from other races.

As Fatina's friend, Lawrence knew that the rumors circulating in private were true. Because of their living environment, the rat people have their own uniqueness in some medicines for treating plagues, magic curses and trauma.

So from the stairs on the third floor, he glanced at the Do Not Disturb sign hanging at the door of the laboratory, and Lawrence directly slipped the letter in through the crack of the door, then shook his head and returned to his room on the second floor.

After entering the room, he put away the things he bought today by category, and then took out the four gun parts from a black shelf in the weapon store from a cardboard box containing waste paper and put them on the table.

The types of goods on the shelf in the weapon shop before were extremely complex, ranging from the oldest firearms to the most advanced smokeless powder rifles, and there were also some very strange-looking privately-made weapons. It's just that they are all in a state of serious damage or parts. It took Lawrence a while to pick out what he wanted.

The selected parts are a four-edged bayonet with a thin layer of rust on it, a rusty pistol, a wooden butt that looks moldy, and a copper sword handle covered with green rust. .

"Let me see what you are?" Lawrence whispered to himself, and then he began to clean up the four things on the table.

The things he chose were selected from the items that had magical aura reactions after casting magic before. Among them, the wooden butt and the handle of the sword were all traces of modification after he carefully observed them. It's like someone transformed it into a storage device that covers people's eyes and ears. It's a pity that because there are too many things to choose, Lawrence didn't use a [identification technique] on each of them, so he didn't know what was in it.

"It feels like opening a treasure chest. I wish I was a little red hand." Lawrence muttered and began to clean the two things with a knife and tweezers. Soon, he discovered the secrets hidden in these things.

The wooden butt belongs to a standard military flintlock rifle from a century ago. According to the rough goblin head on the butt, Lawrence can probably tell that the owner of this gun should have been deployed in those fortresses on the border between civilization and savagery. A member of the garrison army.

These armies are often tasked with guarding the borders of civilization and destroying surrounding monsters, so there will be some extra income. So such a position was very popular at the time. Especially in those days when the military pay was very low.

And now what Lawrence found in the gun stock was what the owner of the gun stock hid in it back then. Opening the blackened oil paper bag, Lawrence poured out more than a dozen grains of gold dust from the size of mung beans to the size of peanuts and a A wooden badge in the shape of a button.

The previous magical aura came from this badge. If you read it correctly, it should have a magic item of soul defense attached, which is the same kind of thing as the amulet that the adoptive father gave Lawrence the first time. It's a pity that this ordinary magic item has not escaped the passage of time, and is now completely scrapped.

The condition of the sword hilt was even worse. After cutting the wrapped copper sheet with special iron scissors, only an iron badge that was also scrapped was exposed inside.

The bayonet covered with thin rust was completely missed by Lawrence, because it was just an ordinary bayonet currently equipped by the military. The reason for the magical aura was that the wooden patch on the handle of the knife had been replaced by someone knocking off a totem of a monster tribe to replace the original problematic patch.

After reading these three items, he just picked goods based on feeling, and Lawrence focused on the rusty muzzle-loading percussion pistol. After he carefully broke open the heavily corroded bullet nest with a small hammer and tweezers. Sure enough, a silver capsule about the size of a bullet was found in the rust fragments formed after the barrel was broken.

Unscrewing the capsule, Lawrence took out a thin piece of fabric from inside. After unfolding it, he found that there was indeed a map with something hidden on the fabric as he had seen with the [Identification Technique] before.

"The information given by the [Identification Technique] before is that this place contains all the materials and notes collected by a very lonely mage in his life, and the location is near Eagle Fort." Lawrence unfolded the map and stretched out his index finger to scratch it. own hair. "But the question is where is the location marked on this map?"

Because the map that appeared in front of him was a colonial-style map, and the urban area of ​​Eagle Fort in that era had changed so much compared to today, that if Lawrence hadn't used his mutated identification technique to determine that it was a male For the map of Eagle Fort, he didn't even know where the map was drawn when he got the map.

Fortunately, the entire Eagle Fort was slowly developed around the big island at the mouth of the Liujin River, so after taking the river course of the Liujin River as the anchor point, Lawrence took some time to finally determine this place. The location of the treasure.

"This should be the Rand mine now?" Lawrence frowned after judging the location of the treasure point, "The map shows that this is a small coal mine that has been abandoned for decades. Why did those miners back then Never heard of this mage before."