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Chapter 223 Mithril Smelting Project?I have the final say!
Seeing Archmage Carlisle's red face, thick neck, and blood rushing to the top of his head, Gretel really felt a little...unbearable.

After all, Archmage Carlisle was also in his favor.When he was cornered by the pursuers of the Lord of Radiance on the battlefield, it was this archmage who descended from the sky and blasted away the enemy to protect himself.It was also he who made the decision on the spot, stuffed himself into the airship, brought him back and inserted into the training class...

At that time, Master Carlisle, at first glance, looked like a handsome middle-aged man, gentle and refined, noble and modest.Except for the golden robe that was a little hot on the eyes, his speech and attitude were impeccable. When he asked him about the battle, he didn't despise him at all, and even had a little curiosity.

But now?His clothes were wrinkled, his eyes were red, his hair was messy, and there were a few strands of silver in the hair.Gretel looked at him, and always thought of those code farmers who often went to the emergency department, who were fired by the company at the age of 37 and could only deliver food...

Gretel felt a little sympathetic to him.However, sympathy belongs to sympathy, and matters of principle must still be adhered to.He waved his hand to ask Aurora to close the office door, shutting out the sound of footsteps in the corridor and the probes of low-level magicians. Looking into the eyes of Archmage Carlisle, he explained seriously:

"Master, I listen to you very much, and I can afford the cost of retreat, but everyone advances in a different way. I don't advance through retreat and meditation... Besides, I'm not ready yet!"

"Where are you not ready? What else is missing? Tell me, and I will help you prepare!"

"..." The smooth muscle has not been shaped yet...

But Gretel really didn't dare to blurt out this sentence...

A secret related to one's own meditation.It's not that the Magic Council might force him to hand over the rules of meditation—it's handed over, and there's nothing he can't hand over. The Magic Council really cares about him, and it's his own umbrella. It's not a bad thing to hand it over to them.

But because of their concern for themselves, Gretel was really afraid that they would pass the meditation method, smashing the research over and over again, and not allowing themselves to practice without studying and understanding.

Furthermore, just handing it over is a big project in itself, and it can delay the big project for at least a month-this is not something that can be done by silently giving them the "Journal Solution" and "Partition Solution"!

Gretel thought hard for a moment:
"I need to get in touch with more things... I need to increase my knowledge... I have to start and finish things when I do things, and I can't relax and advance... For example, the mithril smelting project must be finished. !"

"If the project succeeds, you will be able to advance?"

Archmage Carlisle looked at Gretel suspiciously.For the project of electrolytic smelting, including his disciples and grandchildren, the Magic Council invested thirty or forty magicians in the project, with countless manpower and material resources.Over the past few months, two large boxes of graphite have been used, and several hundred kilograms of intermediate products from mithril smelting have been used, but the result is nothing.

He is not a pity for manpower and material resources.In fact, over the years, the Magic Council has invested hundreds of times more in mithril smelting than in the project of Gretel.The question is, it is said that the project can only be advanced after the completion of the project. How long will it take to complete the project?

Are you lazy and procrastinating, or do you want me not to rush you?
"How long do you think... this project will be successful?"

"this and that……"

Gretel raised his eyes and scanned the ceiling of the room, but refused to look at each other...

Materials science has always been a tiankeng. Thousands of big companies and scientific research institutes have devoted their lives to it, and only a few of them have finally produced results.Half depends on investment, and half depends on luck value. If you are not lucky, you will not be able to get anything in three to five years.

And what about the Magic Council?There are a total of three laboratories, dozens of people are working on it, and you want to produce results in a month?

It's so lucky!

"Okay, don't worry about the project or not." Archmage Carlisle took a deep breath, tried to suppress all kinds of depression, and calmed down his tone:
"You go to meditate for a few days first, even if you can't advance immediately, it's good to increase your mental strength. After meditating, if you still have time, go to the laboratory to have a look..."

Don't put your energy in weird places!Even doing magic experiments is better than taking the temperature of the dwarves one by one! ! !

"do not!"

Gretel screamed.He still has a lot of things to do! The X-ray images only draw about a dozen people! The B-ultrasound image has not started to draw yet!There are also different levels, different physical combat power, and the impact on the physiological index. For such a big project, he just made the beginning!
"Listen to me!" Archmage Carlisle raised his hand, and two large transparent hands rose from side to side and slowly closed.Seeing that Gretel was about to be caught in the middle, the meaning couldn't be more clear:
If you don't meditate, I will help you meditate...

"Teacher! Teacher!"

The office door swung open.A young mage full of pimples rushed in, dancing, the pimple on the tip of his nose was bright red:
"We did it!!!"

"what?"

"Mithril! Mithril! We made it!!!"

Archmage Carlisle stared.He subconsciously rushed to the door, took two steps, and braked urgently:
"You! Come with me!"

On the 375th floor of the Tongtian Tower, in the No. 4 laboratory, the crowd cheered.A large translucent force field hand held a steel net, circling around in front of the magicians, circling around, and every time it passed in front of a person, it must deliberately flip it twice.

There are dots on the steel net, with a lot of silver-gray powder attached, which is no different from the Mithril powder they have seen before.

A pile of instruments lined up in the corner of the room.Scales, beakers, bottles and jars.The good news keeps coming:

"After melting, it can condense into blocks!"

"A metal block of the same size has the same weight as a Mithril block!"

"Good ductility!"

"Magic power conduction performance is good!"

"The feedback from the identification technique is Mithril!"

"High-purity Mithril! We did it! We did it!!!"

Each measurement sparked a burst of cheers. The host of the No. 4 laboratory, a female great magician with a magic level of 11, raised her hands high and couldn't help turning in a circle.The hem of the magic robe fluttered high, swirling into a multicolored flower on the clean floor of the laboratory.

Even the two adjacent laboratories were shaken.The magicians put down their work, temporarily cut off the electric field, and joined the celebration team.Finally made it!The three routes have been busy for more than a month, failed and failed again and again, and finally someone made it!

Even if it's not their group, if someone eats meat, they can also drink soup!

In the midst of the celebration, Gretel followed Archmage Carlisle into the laboratory.The older mages gathered around the teacher one after another, reporting, explaining, and expressing their merits, making a mess.The students of the second and even the third generation had already started singing and dancing. When they saw Gretel approaching, they could not help but drag him into the crowd:

"Come, come, come! Sing and dance!"

Gretel: "..." Let go of me!You are so close to the electric field!There is strong acid on the table next to it!There is caustic soda!Help ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

After struggling for a long time, he was finally rescued from the crowd by Archmage Carlisle and dragged to the No. 6 laboratory next door.As soon as the gate of the force field was closed, the archmage smiled at him with a half-smile and sneered:
"Don't worry now? Can I go to the advanced level?"

Uh... It's really bad luck... Or, the luck of the Magic Council is really good. It took only one month to make a breakthrough on such a troublesome project.However, his personal luck is not so good. He happened to catch up with this juncture, but he pushed the time of advancement to the success of the project...

But losers can't lose!Gretel tried his best to straighten his magic robe, holding his head high:
"...how do you know that's all there is to the project?"

"What do you mean?"

The archmage frowned.There was an open space two meters away, Gretel and him looked straight at each other, and asked plausibly:

"Even if the method of electrolytic smelting Mithril is successful, how much production capacity will it have? Before, it was stuck at the level from semi-finished products to finished products, but now, is it stuck at the level from ore to semi-finished products? I asked a few days ago, it is luck Well, only a few pounds of semi-finished products a day—”

"Then what do you want?"

"I have a lot of options!" Grete raised his head, turned around, and took it for granted:

"There are several nodes in this project to get through, and I said it's over, so it's over!"

He strode out.Go to the door, push, push, push...

"Open the door!"

Gretel's prophecy soon became a reality.The Magic Council's hunger for Mithril is almost unlimited. Once the electrolytic smelting method is successful, all semi-finished products are immediately taken over by the Council and transported to the Tongtian Tower.One day, two days...

Then, the speed at which the dwarves smelted semi-finished products couldn't keep up with the speed of the council's smelting.

How can human power compare with magic?In the magic tower, the magicians adjusted the parameters, heated and energized, and waited to collect the mithril powder.One crucible is not enough, you can connect several more, or get more force field power supplies;

In the forging area, only Old Theon was able to get suitable semi-finished products from the fire pool...

"Can you go any faster?"

"Can you get some more?"

"Can the output be doubled?"

Day and night, old Theon, who had been guarding the fire pool for three days, almost fell into the pool.

Gretel stepped into the smelting area at this moment.The fire pool was blazing with flames, strangers were not allowed to enter, and he had no intention of approaching it at all.I put on three layers of shields on the inside and three layers on the outside, and then put on a [cold and heat resistant], and brought myself a bottle of iced sugar and salt water by the way.After being fully armed, he stood at the door far away and asked the braided dwarf who brought him in first:

"Why can't I get more? Is it because there are not enough people? If the people who fish for mines are not strong enough, I'll ask a magician to set up a few more shields for everyone, and everyone can go up again?"

"...No, the main reason is that the fire pool is not good enough." Once the dwarves recognized someone, they really took their hearts out, saying one thing and another.At this moment, the braided dwarf tried to stand on tiptoe, pointed to the fire pool and explained to Gretel:

"Look at this fire pool, most of the time it is golden yellow, sometimes it is white. But white is not enough, only when it is shining white, can the ore be melted and good things can be fished out-you see, it is bubbling It's going to blow up soon...it's going to blow up! Good! It's now."

A dozen or so steps away, the old dwarf stretched out his arms, and deftly grabbed it from the center of the explosive point.A bag of crystal-clear, steaming things rose out of magma in an instant.

Gretel: "...It turns out that the temperature is not high enough! Tell me sooner! I'll come!!!"

　The working day data is really bleak... powerless
　　Asking for a subscription, asking for a monthly ticket, asking for a recommendation ticket…………………

　　
　
(End of this chapter)