Divine liberation has the greatest effect on knights and is also of great benefit to magicians.
Bimoye went to the craftsman's workshop of the treasure shop and got the repaired medicine bottle container, which was filled with medicinal liquid to test whether the container was repaired well.
Bimoye played with the bottle and was very satisfied. Although the container for divine liberation does not need to be specially made, many craftsmanship and element requirements must be met, one of which is that the inner wall of the bottle must be a 'dead bottle'. Due to the activeness of divine liberation,
, it is easy to react with the container. The inner wall of the bottle must be completely prevented from melting with the divine liberation. At the same time, there are requirements for internal pressure and internal activity. The requirements are very contradictory. This is not uncommon in the pharmaceutical refining industry.
Shixing City is a lively metropolis, and streets like Shuiyin Road, where idle people from all walks of life gather, are the most noisy.
Following a burst of noise and regretful boos, seventeen or eight people gathered in front of a three-story red-tiled house, shaking their heads and sighing, or chatting and joking. Only a chubby young man wearing a roll-brimmed hat was seen.
The man, holding a large round shield engraved with a hellhound pattern, looked left and right and shook his head: "No, no, no, it can't be done like this."
A man who looked like a master craftsman led a group of apprentices and said, "Why isn't it working? Look, it's as bright as new and perfect. Isn't that good enough?"
The fat man said: "You just looked like it was repaired. In fact, it didn't restore its previous strength. My request is to restore it to its original state. You see, I'm injecting magic power into it now, and there is obviously a sense of stagnation. You don't have the shield at all."
Fix it.”
The craftsman said angrily: "Humph, I think you are deliberately making excuses not to give money. The more used something is, the older it becomes. It will not be as good as before. It is normal to have a slight difference after repair. Everyone in this industry knows how to do it."
Isn’t it considered repaired? Ask everyone if this is considered repaired?”
There were quite a few people watching, but no one agreed with the craftsman and applauded him, which made him very embarrassed.
The fat man sneered: "You see, no one thinks you have repaired it, so the money can't be given to you."
The craftsman was so angry: "Okay, okay, you are bullying us outsiders, right? My work today has been in vain. I don't want the 20,000 gold coins. Pack your things and let's go."
The apprentices packed up the tools and packed them into boxes to take away.
The fat man shook his head and sighed: "The bounty has increased from 3,000 to 20,000. No one can fix the thing. Today is in vain."
Bimoye, who was passing by, saw a tall sign standing at the door of the red-tiled building, which said 'reward for repairs, 20,000 gold coins'. He glanced at the shield in the fat man's hand. He originally didn't care about these things
As far as I could see, similar things happened every day on the market streets. Since Avro was around, I just thought of it as shopping and asking people what was going on.
An enthusiastic passer-by said: "That fat man is the housekeeper of some wealthy family. He has been posting a reward here for more than a year, but no one has been able to fix it. It seems that it is the same today."
Bimoye just asked casually and didn't want to know more, so he didn't ask any more questions. Just as he wanted to see if there was anything interesting happening on the street, he went back to the station and saw another person coming in front of the red tile workshop.
A long, tall man, more than two meters tall, carrying a wooden hammer on his shoulder, looked up at the reward amount written on the card rack, pointed at the fat butler and asked: "You wrote the reward amount above.
of?"
The fat man was lying on a small bed under the eaves of the shed, wrapped in fur to warm the stove, waiting to go home when it was getting dark. Unexpectedly, someone came again today. He opened one eye and looked up and down at the person in front of him.
He was in rags, wearing a large cotton coat with many patches, and said, "Yes, it has nothing to do with you."
The tall man said: "I can repair it. Can you give me the money after repairing it? 20,000 gold coins."
The fat butler smiled: "Okay, okay, then whoever comes over here, give this guy two gold coins, and then stop bothering me."
The tall man said solemnly: "I want 20,000 yuan, not two coins. I want to repair this thing of yours, and I'm not here to ask for charity."
The fat butler was unhappy: "Hey, you're still in high spirits, right? Is it you? Can you fix this shield? You can pull it down, I'll give you two more, get out!"
No matter how good-tempered the tall man was, he still got angry. He slammed the wooden hammer on his shoulder on the table: "Is your reward true? If it is, I will fix it; if not, I will leave!"
The fat housekeeper laughed angrily: "It's true. You want to practice it, right? OK, you can practice it. I'm lying down anyway, so I can have fun watching you practice it. You go ahead."
The tall man said: "Let me ask first, how to calculate the cost of repair materials? Is it yours or mine?"
Seeing that this man was speaking so seriously, the fat butler became excited. He got up from the crib and said, "All the material costs are mine. Have you seen this workshop? You can use everything in it as you wish. Once it's repaired, you'll get 20,000 gold coins."
I’ll give you a lot of money.”
The tall man nodded, took the shield, touched it, knocked it, walked into the workshop and walked around, took out some things, and then walked to the stove outside the workshop door to start working.
"Hey, it's serious." The onlookers who hadn't gone far before came to watch the fun again. Some people were very dissatisfied and said: "Hey, don't overestimate your ability. No one has ever repaired the things this fat guy brought.
.The old man who left earlier had several apprentices and brought two large boxes of tools, but the result was that he was still not satisfied with the repairs. Don't waste your time."
The tall man didn't care what others said and took off his coat, revealing the leather vest underneath.
"Oh, she's still a girl. She's so tall that I didn't notice."
The tall woman put on a scarf and was fully prepared. She did not use the fire, but used magic to stroke the shield. She stroked it several times, as if looking for damage, and then used her left hand to shine a golden-green light towards it.
Continuously pouring it into one place, and then, she raised her wooden hammer with her right hand and knocked on the shield surface.
Her wooden hammer was very big, similar to the wooden hammer used to drive piles at construction sites, but she struck it very carefully, with neither light nor heavy force. She used the edge of the hammer to hit it bit by bit. Then she grabbed a handful of cyan powder.
It should be mineral powder sprinkled on the surface, and some transparent liquid that looked like grease was poured on it. She acted as if she was cooking a barbecue, making the onlookers burst into laughter.
In ten minutes, she hammered and repaired seven or eight places on the inside and outside of the shield. Finally, she took out a small hammer and a metal block and hit it dozens of times on the shield. Every time she hit it, fireflies sprayed out.
spark of magic.
She took a deep breath, put on her clothes, took off her headscarf, and put away the tools: "It's fixed."
The fat butler’s eyes widened: “Are you kidding? It’s only been less than twenty minutes!?”
The tall woman said: "It's not a big problem in the first place. My tools are not good, otherwise I wouldn't be able to use them for five minutes."
The fat butler was in disbelief and quickly took the shield to try. Sure enough, the Cerberus emblem on the shield lit up with red flames, and the magical three-headed Cerberus was about to appear. He sighed repeatedly: "It's amazing! It's amazing! It's really repaired."
You must be the great god in charge of casting and repair in ancient times!"
The tall woman put the hammer on her shoulder again, stretched out her hand and said, "Money."
The fat butler put away his magic power and put down his shield: "No, no, don't be in a hurry."
"You lied to me!?"
"No, no, no, I won't lie to you." The fat butler said hurriedly: "To tell you the truth, this is not what I want to repair. I only brought it to find a master who can really repair it. In fact, my master has a
Something is broken. Although that thing is not a very precious treasure, but... how should I say, it is very important. My master did not dare to hand it over to anyone for repair, so he made this one with the same quality, craftsmanship and materials.
Cerberus Shield, make it almost damaged and ask someone to repair it. If anyone can repair it, wouldn’t it be possible to repair my master’s treasure?”
"So that's it. Then do I have to build another thing with you before you can give me 20,000?" the tall woman asked.
"No, it's not 20,000, it's 50,000. After repairing my master's piece, you can take away 50,000 gold coins."
The tall woman didn't quite believe it: "You have to go through 20,000 yuan before I believe you."
"Okay, no problem. But, I don't have that much money on me. Follow me to my master's annex in Shixing City. He will give you 20,000 yuan and another 30,000 yuan after repairing it."
"Is it far?"
"It's not far. It's a few city blocks away. You can walk a few teleportation arrays and you'll be there in about an hour. Let's go, let's go, come with me. By the way, I haven't asked you what my name is yet." The fat housekeeper said early.
The previous attitude of looking down on others is gone.
"Deleena." The tall woman said as she followed the fat housekeeper.
The next morning, the door of the bloody mercenary group's station had just opened. The team members who had had enough rest were about to go to the nearby union to see if there was any good work, when they saw a tall blond middle-aged woman coming.
Go to the door.
"Is this the headquarters of the Bloody Mercenary Group?"
"Yeah, what's wrong with you?"
The tall woman said: "My name is Qiusuo Delena, and I would like to hire you to accompany me to a place."