Chapter 1190 The most powerful nuclear explosion experimenter in history!
"Look, I talked with that god."
In the mage's cabin, Archmage Baierbo was still talking about his thoughts. His eyebrows were full of joy and his expression was high:
"He said that he took the ores he brought out from the secret realm - those that were dug directly from the veins. Removed the ones that were obviously stones, pinched them, lit them, and then, boom!!!"
The Archmage exaggeratedly raised his hands, opened them wide, and made an explosive gesture:
"Then such a big one exploded. The legends close to the center of the explosion were turned into ashes on the spot, leaving no residue; the legends farther away from the center of the explosion were half killed. Even the god himself was burned very badly.
It's like being chopped by a legend..."
That's that. Judging from the brightness of the light group and the height of the mushroom cloud, this must be a thing of the level of a fat man, a thin man, or a little boy. Gretel endured it, but before he could speak, his senior brother said in one breath
Go on:
"Before I came, the recent research results of the teacher and your two Excellencies were that they discovered that there are different types of elements in the ore - the isotopes you mentioned." His eyes were bright:
"One is rarer, but more active, and the other is much larger and more stable. The teacher and your two Excellencies are trying to extract them separately. Unfortunately, the ore sent back was too small, and it is estimated that not much can be extracted.
…”
"Don't do that!!!"
Grete was startled. How much do you want to refine? Uranium 235, without a reflective layer, has a critical mass of about 50 kilograms - about a cube with a side less than 15 centimeters;
If there is a thick enough reflective layer, such as graphite or something, the critical mass is only about 15 kilograms, which is a cube with a side length of less than 10 centimeters!
As long as you get this little bit out, it will explode, explode, explode!
Fortunately, there weren't many things he sent back... The walls of the lead box are very thick, and half of a box of goods can be made of lead. Considering the soil, graphite, and uranium 235 mixed in the ore... let's assume this is the stuff.
The abundance of…
Fortunately, okay, I guess if Teacher and the others waste a little more, not even one kilogram of weapons-grade material can be purified. For the time being, it probably won't explode.
However, if Viracocha, the sun god, rolled up too many ores from the elven secret realm and wanted to rub one with his own hands, that would be a different matter!
"This... senior brother... what do you want him to do..."
Grete asked tremblingly. Archmage Baierbo was confident:
"Look, I know how to use the isotope that the teacher refined now. I worked hard to teach him this method and let him refine it - even if it can't be purified, just remove the graphite and so on... and then use magic
ignite?"
"Is this... really not going to explode... Senior brother, look," Grete was so frightened that even "you" appeared:
"The power of this explosion is stronger than the legendary all-out blow. That god has been injured before! If it is purified and then exploded, will it really not kill him? It is so easy for us to have such an ally..."
"Oh, you can rest assured about this." Archmage Baierbo waved his hand lightly:
"I have already advised him not to be close when using magic to ignite. Keep the distance 5 kilometers away. If possible, 10 kilometers away - condensing sunlight, powerful ignition, etc. I have taught him
Yes, it’s not difficult.”
Gretel was silent. It is indeed not difficult to condense sunlight. If, as he complained, the sun god had part of the lens function, it would be too simple——
Even without this function, judging from the colorful scattering when he fought against the legend, it only takes a matter of minutes to reverse the scattering and learn to focus. As for how to ignite with strongly focused sunlight?
Even if Gretel doesn't specialize in this aspect, if you just search the spell list, there are seven, eight, or a dozen powerful spells that can do this.
only……
"Senior Brother, even if it doesn't kill you, will it really not destroy nature on a large scale and arouse the wrath of the will of the world?"
"So I have suggested to him to place the experiment site in an uninhabited place, such as the desert in the south." Archmage Baierbo spread his hands confidently:
"Besides, I have measured it. One hour after the explosion, the local radioactivity is indeed still there, but 50 kilometers away, it is already quite weak. If it is in a desert, the impact on nature is almost negligible."
"Look, such a great god is not afraid of injury or death. He can also absorb power from strong light and explosions - what a good experimenter! It is much safer than letting teachers and others conduct experiments themselves!"
"you you……"
Gretel was dizzy. Senior Brother Byerbo's words couldn't be more packed with flaws. He didn't know where to start - but the two key points were still correct:
One is the selection of the detonation point. The Gobi Desert is indeed a good place. Whether it is the Alamos Desert or the Lop Nur Desert, it is one of the places with the least impact on nature. If the yield is not particularly large, the desert is enough and there is no need to run.
to Novaya Zemlya;
The second is the choice of experimenters. It is definitely much safer for the Sun God, who has an incorporeal immortal body, to conduct nuclear explosion experiments than the legendary mage who still maintains his physical body...
A dead Taoist friend should not die a poor Taoist!
Not to mention, there is also his teacher in "Pindao"! There is also the legendary mage who represents the top combat power of the Magic Council and controls the situation!
Facing the pressure of the Glory Holy See, none of the legendary mages can have any trouble!
"This...this, senior brother, you can decide what to do...but no matter what, you must be cautious and safe. If you want to ignite those ores...start with a very, very small amount, never, ever, never
A lot at once!”
The tips of his ten fingers were connected, and they spread out as much as possible to hold up a cube:
“Don’t get it this big!!!”
"Okay! Little worry!" Archmage Baierbo smiled and rubbed Gretel's hair. Once, twice, his hair, which had not been trimmed for several months and had grown to cover his ears, was twisted into a mess:
"I will pay attention to these things! Don't worry, I will definitely stay in the bunker, covered with lead, hung with defenses, and hide ten kilometers away, okay? If you have time to worry about this, you might as well think about it carefully,
How can you help your Cerela get gold!"
"Huh? Huh? How to get it?"
The silver dragon girl couldn't wait to come over.
While the magicians were discussing, the elves' plotting, corrections, and secret talks lasted for half the night. Early the next morning, they filed off the alchemy ship. When the leader of the group, Elder Carreon, saw Gretel, he
Smiling and waving to him:
"Good morning! We plan to rest here for two days and then set off to the secret realm. Do you want to go together? Do you want to take a ride on our boat?"
Gretel quickly turned back and glanced at Archmage Baierbo. The Archmage smiled and shook his head:
"If you want to go up there, just go up there yourself. I still need to pilot the airship - by the way, can I go there again?"
This issue had already been discussed in last night's meeting. Elder Carreon did not turn around to ask for advice or exchange glances with his companions, but simply nodded:
"Of course. You have helped a lot in the process of extinguishing the flames of the secret realm. You are our friend. The elves welcome every friend to visit - besides, Elder Fahim has already invited you in once.
We have no reason to stop it."
Gretel breathed a sigh of relief. It's good, good. If you can watch this big scene of restoring nature once, you will gain a lot of insights, which will be of great help to the senior brother in the future——
Besides, he is allowed to go in. If he wants to dig a few boxes of ore there, it shouldn’t be a problem? There’s a huge mountain there!
Although there should be related ores in other places, instead of searching all over the world, it is better to dig directly in the rich ores. How convenient! Digging ten or twenty tons of ores should be enough for the teacher and the others to conduct research in a short time.
!
He raised a smile to the other party. Elder Carreon also smiled at him, turned his body half sideways, and made way to the ship's side deck:
"Want to go up and visit? You can do it now!"
"Not for the time being." Gretel shook his head with a grimace. He pointed at the lake, and traced a half circle with his finger, pointing down to the bottom of the lake:
"I have to stay with Cerela. Cerela..."
"I'm going!" the silver dragon girl shouted happily. She took a run, jumped up, and drew an arc high...
With a splash, he jumped into the center of the lake. Sinking, sinking, the lake water suddenly rose high, as if a huge monster appeared in the middle of the lake. The silver waves rolled up and pushed to both sides.
"Silver dragon..."
The elven elders, as well as the young elves following behind them, sighed softly. As beautiful, elegant, naturally close to nature, and extremely talented immortals, elves are fully qualified to look down on all races in the world;
However, only the Dragon Clan, only the Dragon Clan, even with the arrogance of the elves, must admit their power.
But this little half-elf cub has already won the favor of the little silver dragon princess.
Gretel walked quickly to the lake. He leaned his oak staff on the ground and concentrated for a while. Soon, the ground began to soften, twist, and sink, expanding into a pit the size of a swimming pool, leaving a waterway leading to the holy lake.
.
Then, the flowing mud pool wall automatically hardened and solidified into a black, hard, slightly shiny obsidian edge.
"My mental strength and shaping ability are both good."
Elder Masrei nodded slightly. He looked at the stone pit in front of him, at the lake, and then at Gretel. Gretel stood calmly and calmly. It was obvious that the work in front of him was not too demanding for his mental strength.
A big burden.
"What is he going to do...?"
"I'm coming!"
A large piece of ice suddenly floated up from the lake. From far to near, rushing up at high speed, the shining ice crossed the lake shore and fell into the stone pit created by Gretel's frost:
"Oh ho! Come and pick up the gold!!!"
Serila jumped out and Yingying stood at the edge of the pool. She sucked hard, and the ice melted, leaving a pool full of mud. Grete raised the oak staff, and a bolt of lightning fell into the mud and swam away quickly——
Brush, brush, brush, pieces of brilliant metal particles were stirred by lightning and flew up to the surface of the mud.
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