Gurgling, gurgling, the sound of boiling liquid echoed in the room. There was a viscous substance rolling continuously in the still-heating container. The steam contained in the burst bubbles was rising like smoke.
Generally straight.
Raymond stood in the corner of the room, facing the sticky substance shining with colorful brilliance in the container, with helplessness on his face.
The mixture weighing six kilograms contained black meteorite gold, dragon oil and king crab shells added in proportion. However, Raymond, who was unable to cast spells, had a headache.
A mixture with a melting temperature of only 600 degrees was very different from the melting temperature of the porcelain girl Anita's body which required 1800 degrees. Raymond couldn't figure out how to solve this problem.
After removing the heating device from the bottom of the container, Raymond turned around with a helpless face and walked towards the long table filled with metal ingots and various materials. Red dots flashed in his pupils to check the materials on the table again.
Each of the remaining nineteen metal ingots was placed in a delicate wooden box and marked with numbers by Raymond.
More than 30 other organic materials are also placed on the shelves according to their properties.
All that was left was a large box of Far East purple clay and a full 500 ml of bitter adhesive.
His fingers unconsciously passed over all the materials. Raymond could tell the characteristics of all the materials here, but after verification by the chip, no material could solve the problem he was currently facing.
The melting temperature of the mixture used to make the wings is different from that of the body of the porcelain girl Anita. Even if the wings are made, they cannot be perfectly integrated with Anita, not to mention that the material for making the wings can be used by the porcelain girl Anita.
controlled.
In front of his eyes, he couldn't help but picture Anita with two pairs of uncontrollable wings on her back. Raymond had a wry smile on his face and muttered in a low voice. "We can't just put two pairs of wings on her back as decoration."
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His fingers were tapping lightly on the material on the long table, but the moment Raymond moved his fingers away from the purple clay of the Far East, his expression suddenly froze.
Raymond lowered his head in astonishment, and his eyes immediately focused on the box of Jidong purple clay that was exposed in the air. As the data in his sight refreshed, the warning sound of the chip soon echoed in his ears. "Jidong"
There is a mutation in the purple clay, do you want to analyze it?"
Raymond gently poked the Jidong purple clay with his finger and discovered the problem without the prompt of the chip. The Jidong purple clay that was originally hard and needed to be softened with water has now become extremely soft. Raymond's fingers did not need to
You can easily poke it inside with force!
Raymond immediately pinched a small piece of Jidong Purple Clay, and immediately the chip issued an instruction. "Recheck the properties of Jidong Purple Clay!"
"Task established, start analysis..."
Along with the stereotypical sound of the chip, waterfall-like data also began to refresh in Raymond's sight, and after a while, the chip displayed the results.
It was originally just the purple clay of the Far East that was harder than ordinary soil. For some unknown reason, its interior had undergone tremendous changes.
The purple clay of the Far East contains a large amount of free energy. The concentration of energy particles of various properties in it is different. However, its physical properties have increased in density and strength several times. Trace amounts were also found during chip inspection.
Protein exists!
From inorganic matter to organic matter, the purple clay from the Far East was rich in energy particles of various attributes, which made Raymond fall into deep thought.
But after a while, Raymond turned around and went downstairs to the circular square, and started observing along the wooden frames with clay sculptures.
More than 600 painted clay sculptures were fixed on high wooden frames without any changes.
But when Raymond touched them with his hands, he felt a slight warmth, and many of the clay sculptures seemed to have changed. A warm and water-like transparent substance could be found on their surfaces.
This substance attached to the surface of the clay sculpture gave off a fragrance. After Raymond carefully identified it, he discovered that this smell was very similar to the milky smell of a baby!
"Is it because the elemental tidal storm continues?" Raymond, who turned and walked towards the small building, couldn't help but feel extremely surprised. "With this greatly increased energy concentration, proteins and carbohydrates can actually be dissolved in inorganic substances.
A natural occurrence?”
Raymond, who quickly returned to the room, immediately carried the box of Eastern Purple Clay to the corner of the room. After turning the heater back on, he added a small amount of Eastern Purple Clay to the viscous mixture.
The density of the Far East Purple Clay increased, floating on the surface of the viscous mixed solution. However, as the temperature continued to rise, the Far East Purple Clay began to slowly dissolve and mix with the viscous material in the container.
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As Raymond continued to add the purple clay from the Far East, the dissolution temperature of the bubbling viscous liquid in the container also continued to increase, gradually rising from the original more than 600 degrees to a thousand degrees.
However, the addition of a large amount of purple clay from the Far East made the originally viscous solution thinner. Finally, after the dissolution temperature reached 1,700 degrees, the original viscous solution became as clear as water.
Facing the mixed solution shining with colorful luster in the container, helplessness appeared on Raymond's face.
The temperature has reached the requirement, but the viscosity has dropped significantly. According to this situation, it is even more impossible to make the kind of wings that need to be hollow.
With a long sigh, Raymond put aside the purple clay from the Far East and walked back to the long table where the materials were placed. He looked at the things on it and fell into hard thinking.
Time passed slowly, but Raymond, who still couldn't think of a solution, heard extremely heavy footsteps coming from the corridor outside, and soon the crisp and charming voice of the porcelain girl Anita,
Then came from behind. "Sir, the mold has been made according to your request. Please check it!"
Raymond sighed and turned around, looking at Anita who was standing on tiptoes but still weighing down the floor. She was holding a large piece of wood in both hands and was carefully looking for a place to stay in the room. Slowly
Came over.
Listening to the creaking sound of the floor in the room, facing the delicate and cute Anita's careful movements, Raymond had a smile on his face, and followed him and walked a few steps quickly to arrive at Anita's house.
Ta took the things in her hand in front of her.
The wood board, which still exudes the fragrance of wood, looks like the wings of a butterfly. The wing mold is made by cutting a whole piece of wood and hollowing it out, which is completely in line with Raymond's previous explanation.
The size is suitable, and the upper and lower wooden boards fit together tightly after being buckled together, just like a beautiful piece of art.
Anita, the porcelain girl who took the mold in her hand, had an expression of relief on her face. "Sir, it took the best craftsman in the village three days to make this. It should match your design."
Ask for it?"
Raymond, who carefully observed the material of the mold in his hand, knew that it was made of extremely high-temperature-resistant wood, so he confirmed it after checking the inside. "It's a very good mold, it should be usable."
A smile broke out on her pretty little face, and the porcelain girl Anita let out a long breath with expectation flashing in her eyes. "Sir, when can you make those wings?"
"You should go and rest first. We can't determine the time when the wings will be made yet." The porcelain girl Anita's question made Raymond very helpless. After turning around and walking to the long table, he placed the mold on
He turned aside and muttered in distress. "It's really troublesome not being able to cast spells..."
A helpless sigh came from behind, and as the heavy footsteps left, Raymond once again fell into deep thought facing the materials on the long table.
"The viscosity is not enough. Can adding some thickening substances improve it?"
Raymond thought of a possibility in vain, and his eyes suddenly lit up... (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)