Sand sculpture players don't die from dog planning

Chapter 35 Fate Pocket Watch

The magic on the magic core naturally did not come out of thin air, but the innate ability of these monsters. Xiaoyi himself does not have the ability to create magic, so he needs to copy these magic cores.

"Roar"

"hiss"

"Cross Cut"

Lin En wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his head, and looked at the bodies of dozens of monsters lying under his feet.

"The magic power in this area seems to be abnormally high. Send players to investigate when you have time."

"How about Xiaoyi, have you scanned all these magic cores?"

"Yes, my lord, the structural data of these magic cores have been stored in the database."

"How many kinds of magic are there?"

"A total of more than 50 spells have been collected from the four major systems of earth, fire, water, and wind."

Lynn nodded in satisfaction: "It's almost enough, let's go back first."

On the way back, he found a group of more than 40 people who were not moving bricks, but helping [Cimu Hun] build a blast furnace, while [Ci Mu Hun] was working as a supervisor.

"Hurry up, I'll show you the magic when it's built."

Originally [Cimu Soul] was going to build a blast furnace after playing magic for a while, but was stopped by this group of players. Demonstrate magic to the group.

As a result, the enthusiasm of this group of people to build a blast furnace was unprecedentedly high, and even the players who were developing outside came back to learn his magic experience.

Seeing the enthusiasm of this group of players, Lynn also agreed, and then took out a handful of magic cores and came to Barcelona.

"Have you used up your magic core?"

"My lord, I have run out, and I have successfully created a pair of shoes that contain magical power."

"This shoe is faster when running."

"I didn't expect that your technology is not bad, you can make such equipment with a few pieces."

"Hey." Barca smiled honestly. "Thanks to the guidance of His Majesty Nephas."

Lynn couldn't say anything, and then slapped a group of magic cores in front of him.

"These brave men have already learned the language, and many people will come in after a while. You find a way to recruit two apprentices and ask them to forge equipment, and then you will be responsible for forging magic equipment. As for what you said to them, you also remember it. take care of them."

"Understood, but my lord, there is one thing I want to tell you."

"Oh, what is it?"

"It's about the function of this magic powder."

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"About the production of this equipment, I found that it is possible. The magic powder can be directly used for the equipment that has been forged."

"What do you mean? It means that after using this magic powder, the quality of the equipment will be improved to a certain extent. Whether it is resistance to blows or durability, I can strengthen them."

Lynn was expressionless after hearing this: "You mean that the quality can be improved."

"Yes."

"So where is the limit of strengthening? Can some special effects be added?"

"This should not be possible. After all, the quality of the magic core is limited. It is not as convenient as directly using the magic core to forge equipment. Of course, as long as enough magic powder is provided, the equipment that can be strengthened will never be weaker than magic equipment."

"As for the enhancement limit, there is no limit, but if the quality of the equipment material is too low, if it is highly enhanced, it is very likely that it will not be able to carry the magic power and cause an explosion." Barca added, "An explosion means that the equipment is damaged."

"Understood, it's the failure rate."

"And this method can also be used on already formed magic equipment."

Lynn understood a little bit: "Okay, you go ahead, it's best to sort out a formula for me about strengthening."

"Formula? It's how much material needs to be consumed, and the enhanced effects will be divided for me step by step."

"Okay, my lord, and those players, if you say something weird, just ignore them." Lynn reminded Barca again.

……

"What's the matter, are you still talking about the reinforcement that Barcelona said earlier?" Xiaoyi asked.

"No, I'm thinking about more important things." Lynn shook his head slightly. Strengthening must be done, and he would only give up if he was crazy.

"More importantly...", "Yeah!" Lin En waved his hand and used thunder light to construct a three-dimensional image of King's Landing City, and sighed: "When planning to build King's Landing City, I forgot to add living and entertainment areas to the palace."

"?" Xiaoyi didn't understand, now even the residents don't want that kind of entertainment area, isn't the player's entertainment going on all the time.

"It's okay if there is no entertainment area, and the living facilities are poor, and there is nothing you want, such as toilets."

Lynn said worriedly: "Men are okay, just find a dark corner and you can grow mushrooms by yourself."

"What if we have a female player?"

Xiaoyi: [?_?]

Not to mention that this small toilet is indeed a big deal, but the relaxed lord was a little too happy, and he started joking.

"What does the lord mean?"

"Let the players start digging out a toilet in the north and south districts, and the sewer system must be done well."

Xiaoyi: "..."

Liao Wenfa Territory

A thin, slightly brown haired young gentleman wearing glasses, wearing a double-breasted button-up woolen black long coat and a bowler hat, looks very decent and self-restraining, wiping a gold coin in his hand pocket watch.

"Master, Mr. Keto is visiting"

The personal servant John knocked on the door and came in, bowing.

"Ask him to wait for me in the living room, I'll be right there."

Shakas Fry thought for a while, put down the pocket watch in his hand and replied casually.

Xiakas came to the living room and saw that Keto was already waiting here.

"Good day, Your Excellency Xiakas."

Keto got up and said with a smile, but Chakas saw some scratches on his trouser legs.

"Good day Keto, we haven't seen each other for half a year?"

Xia Kas sat down casually and took a sip of coffee: "Come here today, what's the matter?"

"It's like this, a new earl from the imperial capital in the north is working on construction, and I want to send troops with you to attack there."

Keto said very generously.

"What's the reason?"

Chakas calmed down with a cup of coffee
"That's what the Marquis meant. It's too close to the exit..."

Keto said while handing over a letter.

Xiakas took the letter and looked at it and found that it was indeed the meaning of the Marquis, so he smiled and said, "Well, I will join..."

At this moment, he seemed to sense something, his expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to press his heart.

"What happened?"

Keto asked puzzled.

"It's nothing, just a sudden discomfort."

Xiakas waved his hand, and John, the servant next to him, politely sent Viscount Liao Wenfa out immediately.

Waving the servant to step back, Xiakas held the coffee cup and murmured in a voice only he could hear: "Fate is reminding me, why?"

(End of this chapter)