Chapter 1045 Go to a bigger market and a bigger mine
Della Van Locia stood quietly in front of the mine, her eyes lowered and motionless.
The mountain wind howled, rushing all the way from the pass between the two mountains, rolling up her sleeves and making the corners of her robe rattle. However, not one of the female elf's brilliant silver hair danced wildly with the wind.
You can see the hair tips shaking slightly.
It is obvious that this elf spellcaster's control of his own energy has reached a very sophisticated level.
The surroundings were quiet. Idian, Gretel, and Serira stood in a row, blocking the surrounding indigenous people intentionally or unintentionally.
Bernard stood further away, his arm resting on Appa who had returned to his original shape. The Silver Moon Deer's huge body was like a high wall. Just standing there suppressed the nearby natives from uttering a sound:
"Shura Martial God"
Aya Manke, the servants brought by this little nobleman, the stewards of the mine, the miners who have not yet entered the nearby mines, and even the peasant women who do menial work in the mine, cooking and washing for the miners, all stand tall
From a distance, he was looking around dozens of steps away.
No one, male or female, old or young, dared to make a sound. Even the alpacas lined up in a row were comforted by servants, lest they scream and annoy these noble and strange outsiders.
——Although alpacas are usually very quiet and rarely shout...
Such a quiet environment is actually dispensable for a high-level spellcaster like Luo Xia. However, it is undeniable that it does provide convenience for Gretel:
As soon as the earth element appeared, Grete held her breath and stretched out her mental power. Well, although the earth element was getting farther and farther away from her, there has always been a close connection with Losia. This kind of connection
The way is very interesting...
Grete sensed it for a while, and then turned his attention to the earth element. After entering the mine, the earth element seemed to have melted away. In other words, it was like a drop of ink falling into clear water, spreading outward.
Come.
Gretel raised his eyebrows. The earth element spread out, not evenly and steadily, but one by one, layer by layer. From a rough spherical shape, it quickly turned into a pufferfish shape, and then into a pufferfish shape.
In octopus form...
Is this spreading along the veins? Or, spreading along the gaps in the veins, along the weak soil parts?
Grete was thoughtful. The form of earth elements swimming in the veins seemed to provide him with a little inspiration, but he couldn't catch it. It seemed... maybe... maybe...
The earth element swims and spreads. For a while it expands to wrap something, and for a while it shrinks and condenses, and continues to move. Up, down, left, right...
Grete was observing so much that he couldn't feel the time passing by and the sun moving from one side of his head to the other.
The other people next to me were bored. They couldn't move around, couldn't talk, and had to keep quiet. They weren't yet spellcasters, so they couldn't use the communication spell to chat without restrictions...
Youdian observes the nose with eyes, the mouth with nose, and the heart with mouth, just to exercise your patience;
Serira looked left and right, and simply positioned her role as "protecting Gretel". She pressed the long knife on her waist and tried to shoot around, assuming a posture of warning for him;
Bernard shifted his weight to his left foot for a while, and then shifted his weight to his right foot. If he didn't have to pay attention to his image in front of outsiders, it would be possible for him to sit down directly.
After a long, long time, Gretel opened his eyes and whispered: "Okay." Cerira breathed a long sigh of relief, finally let go of her right hand, and leaned towards him impatiently:
"How? How?"
"Shh..."
Grete put her finger up on her lips, signaling her to whisper. He looked at the six-pointed star. Soon, the round-headed earth element emerged from the center of the six-pointed star little by little. He gestured with his hands and began to communicate with Luo Xia.
.
If the language of the earth element has a language, it is not within the scope of translation of [Language Comprehension]. But Luo Xia could obviously understand the other party's meaning, nodded repeatedly, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and communicated with the other party quite smoothly.
Soon, the earth element raised a thick and short arm and waved it upward vigorously. The front end of the arm suddenly exploded and turned into a cloud of yellow dust, but it condensed but did not disperse, shrouding a basketball in the air.
Big sphere.
"what is this?"
Gretel tried his best to guess. It didn't take long for him to see the answer: On the other arm of the earth element, a small ball of borax was condensed, no more than the size of two fists.
Then, his thick and short arm turned sideways and made a vigorous gesture to the other side.
This is... how can such a small piece of borax be extracted from such a large piece of ore?
Grete felt that he roughly understood what the earth element meant. Unfortunately, he couldn't see the rest of the exchange. He could only see Luo Xia gently nodding and smiling at the earth element. Finally, he took out a piece of amber and put it on
into the opponent's palm.
The earth element clenched its fists, sank to the ground, and disappeared. Losia stood there in silence for a while, then turned to Idian and others:
"Naru said that the reserves of this vein are not large, only five hundred tons at most. If necessary, it and its companions can help extract it. To extract all the moonlight sand, in addition to all the magic power support we provide, we also
Ten thumb-sized pieces of amber are needed.”
this……
Prospecting for earth elements, mining for earth elements... It's very good and powerful, as expected of the elves. The magic is so powerful that you can really do whatever you want...
Grete complained silently. After he finished complaining, he started to calculate quickly again:
500 tons of ore requires ten thumb-sized ambers. If we want to pour 100,000 tons of borax this time, how many ambers are needed? 2,000?
Are the elves' inventories that rich? Or can other gems be used to pay bills? What's the conversion ratio to amber? One to one?
Or, the conversion between gems is not based on size, but based on the power contained within?
"Five hundred tons." Udian was concerned about another thing:
"If it's a little less, this place can only be used as a backup... It's best to find a relatively large mineral vein and get 51,000 tons back in one go... It's really troublesome to open the mine one at a time..."
Of course, even with five thousand tons or ten thousand tons of ore, he wouldn't be able to provide the earth element with the power to do the work. Even if he could provide it, he wouldn't be able to drag the borax he mined.
However, if there is such a big mine, Elder Fahim can be bothered to make a trip. Legend still has some good goods...
"Okay, I've remembered this place. Thanks for your hard work, Luo Xia, let's go to the next place!"
The next place is a small city. Although in Grete's eyes, this crap is not much bigger than a town, but according to Aya Mank's introduction, this is indeed a city:
"This is Bamba City, the largest city nearby and the largest market nearby." When deciding on the next stop, Aya Manke introduced them to them:
"If you can't buy what you want here, then you can only go to the royal capital..."
They followed the river valley all the way west. To Gretel's expectation, the river here had quite a large amount of water, and could almost be called surging: even when walking on a high mountain road, the sound of gurgling water was still constant.
Pour into their ears.
However, the river valley is still too steep and the vegetation is sparse to retain so much water. For this reason, people have built many irrigation canals to allow water from upstream to spread along the irrigation canals and flow into the farmland.
Large expanses of cotton fields spread out along the river valley, and soft cotton bolls covered the hillside. Celera stepped forward curiously, picked one and broke it open, and was a little surprised:
"Gretel, this cotton is pink!"
"That's right, the cotton here is pink." Yudian took a few steps slower, turned back and approached:
"There are not only pink ones, but also blue ones, yellow ones, and all kinds of colors. Natural colored cotton - let me tell you a secret. These cottons of various colors were made by a senior elf who was bored.
It was spawned. Do you want another color?"
Serila nodded quickly. Natural colored cotton bolls! Although she doesn’t wear cotton clothes very often, these soft and plump cotton bolls are very interesting to look at!
Idian smiled slightly. He pointed at Gretel casually:
"Come on, tell him what color you want and let him induce labor for you."
Grete, who was suddenly put in a position of blame:???
I haven't offended you recently, have I?
Why did this job suddenly fall on me?
"You are also a nature walker." Youdian spread his hands confidently:
"Natural walkers and spell casters can produce cotton of various colors. Can it still stump you? - You should also find some plants to practice your skills. The medicine that Elder Fahim usually uses cannot be collected at the moment.
He gave birth to it easily!"
Grete turned his head silently. You said, if you want to cure malaria or something, I will go find a bunch of wormwood or other wormwood and let them enrich me with artemisinin. For the sake of good looks,
Want me to spawn colored cotton?
Brother, that’s not the case!
In an agricultural society, the direction of the river indicates the direction of the gathering place. After two days of walking along the river valley, a city spread out in front of them.
To Gretel's expectation, this city called "Bamba" did not have a huge stone square or a towering temple. Instead, there were huge mounds——
It was a much larger and flatter mound than what Grete had seen among the bison tribe on the back of the New World.
There were no stone carvings, no reliefs on houses or columns, and no paintings. What caught Grete's eye were various colorful textiles:
Dozens of inch-wide colorful ribbons surround the wooden pillars in all directions;
Bright flags were erected on the roofs, rustling in the wind;
Curtains with bright patterns hang down from the eaves, covering the wide windows...
In contrast, the fabrics on the pedestrians walking by the roadside, especially those poor people with sallow faces and skinny muscles, only had a dull white color.
He who is covered with silken clothes is not a sericulture person.
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