Obviously, the things Saruman put here should be the result of the hard work of the dwarves in the past. They were taken from the dwarven city of Kezad-dûm, the predecessor of the mines of Moria, and were destroyed by half-beasts.
People plundered them, and Saruman enslaved and destroyed many orc tribes, so these things were naturally taken possession of by him.
Sheyan's eyes almost bulged out when he looked at this series of prompts, especially the fine gold. If this thing is used to forge a shield, it is likely to have a talent similar to Sheyan's: tenacity, which directly reduces the enemy's damage.
Attributes. There is no doubt that this attribute is very targeted for attack types with high attack speed and low damage. However, these things cannot be taken out!
"You can't take it out and you can't keep it!" Sheyan thought through gritted teeth. Then he started to put all the wealth into a box.
At this time, Sister Wuge was also shocked. Although she was simple, she was not an idiot. Even among Rivendell, adamantine weapons and mithril weapons were rare. It was said that only the royal family of elves----
For example, the elf princess Arwen seems to have a perfect mithril princess crest (with a mithril content of more than 50%), and the elf prince Legolas has a perfect adamantine weapon and a finely crafted mithril inner armor!
In Rivendell, there are only three or five mithril equipment/weapons that can be titled "refined" (the mithril content is less than 20% and higher than 10%), and there is only one fine gold weapon. Even so.
It is called a "spirit-plated" weapon (only the edge is plated with mithril), and it must be obtained by a strong person in Rivendell. As for fine gold, it cannot be processed by the "plating" method.
Therefore, the most inferior adamantine weapons are also of refined quality level.
The reason why Sister Wuge understands these things so clearly is because she has done the job of cleaning weapons and armor before...
Although Sheyan was now an ordinary person, he was still very capable in doing things. After packing the good materials into boxes, he directly pulled a rope from the side and tied them up.
.Looked down from the window of the mage tower. Then he said to Sister Wuge:
"I can't take these things with me when I leave, so you run away with the box now, and then after you get out of the orc camp, cast a "Dawn Elf's Blessing" on the box, bury it deeply, and then
mark."
"If Saruman knew that the news here was leaked, he would not wait for the elves of Rivendell to come, and would give up evacuating this place! Then you will come back to take out these things safely and transport them away.
Remember, don’t tell others that you have this wealth! Go secretly to find dwarves who are good at crafting to buy yourself a set of equipment! Your own strength is the most fundamental source. If you have any doubts about what I say,
Think about how your fellow tribesmen treated you in the cell before you became a Dawn Elf!"
The elf girl looked at Sheyan timidly, with tears in her eyes:
"If you don't speak well, why don't you be so fierce? What about you?"
Sheyan smiled bitterly and said:
"Of course I'm staying here to end my marriage. Don't worry, I will never die. Let's do this. After you bury the contents in this box, come back to meet me. The premise is that those orcs haven't come back yet. Go quickly!
"
When he said the last two words, Sheyan's voice was stern. The calculation in his mind was also very shameless. If you don't let me get the benefits of space, I will let my lover get it! Looking at the docile appearance of the girl Wu Ge, she is not Baiyi.
When Baishun wants a woman on top, she goes on top. If she wants to do doggy style, she does doggy style-----------Doesn't it mean that my strength has increased when she is stronger? There is no way I can only come to the world of Lord of the Rings once!
Sister Wuge looked at him pitifully with tears in her eyes, looking back with reluctance every step of the way. Finally, she came back and hugged Fang Senyan's feet and cried non-stop. Fang Senyan looked very confused and finally couldn't help but cursed and punched.
The one who kicked her drove her away and ran away in tears.
At this time, Sheyan, who had made up his mind, calmed down and started looking for his target -- of course it was Saruman's research notes!!!
Obviously, research notes are used to record a series of experimental data. What matters is efficiency, speed, crispness, and neatness. If you just knock down those bottles and jars as soon as you record the data----------then
Wouldn't it be to get twice the result with half the effort? So Sheyan immediately stood at the experimental position where Saruman usually likes to stand. Then he used it as the center of the circle to search around.
On the desktop, there is none.
Inside the table... there are no drawers in the table, ruling out this possibility.
The environment in the laboratory is relatively dirty, and test tubes and other items are placed in a chaotic manner, which shows that Saruman's alter ego is not a rigorous and organized person, so the possibility of randomly placing notes can't be ruled out.
It can be deduced from this that the tables, dining tables, and toilet doors around the door have a higher probability of having research notes.
Fang Senyan continued to search, but still found nothing. He was not discouraged. After repeated failed guesses, it at least showed that although Saruman's clone was relatively unkempt, he also valued his research notes, so the place where they were usually placed was the drawer.
However, he rummaged through seven or eight drawers in the laboratory... and still found nothing. At this time, a full half an hour had passed since they entered the orc city. Obviously, if you include the time Fang Senyan and the others traveled on the road,
, then as long as Saruman and his party are not completely wiped out, they should at least be on their way back to decide the winner.
Even though Sheyan was calm and collected, he couldn't help but feel anxious and depressed. He yelled and swept the table next to him frantically! Of course, the glass and crystal test equipment on it was scattered all over the floor, and then he smashed the bench and threw the box in anger, finally venting his anger.
G.
Ever since he saw Saruman's clone intending to plot against the big octopus Hachimgar, he had been making intense plans. Finally, there were no glitches in the execution... But the plan was so smooth that it could be called a success.
Shunfeng actually failed in this last step!
"Could it be that Saruman, a fool who looks strong on the outside, is actually a weak and insecure little boy on the inside? Therefore, he took the unusual path of installing numerous mechanisms outside the mage tower and building a trap inside the mage tower.
A magical mechanism with a hidden compartment in the safe to store good things?"
Fang Senyan gasped. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was possible, and there was a wave of despair in his heart... If Saruman really did this, then there is no doubt that he would blow a kiss directly to the research results and say good bye.
Seeing the passage of time, Sheyan couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a long sigh. In annoyance, he unconsciously slapped his hands heavily on the test table in front of him...
"Eh!" Sheyan suddenly felt that something was wrong. At this time, he had only the abilities of an ordinary person and lost a series of powerful bonuses. Why did the tabletop feel like it was sinking slightly when he slapped it with his left hand?
At this time, Sheyan looked at where he was standing, and at the smoothness of the wooden table in front of him and the floor under his feet. He suddenly realized that the place where he was standing should be where Saruman stood the most when he was doing experiments.
long time place.
Fang Senyan thought in his mind and pressed hard with his left hand. He suddenly felt that the seemingly seamless tabletop could indeed be pressed, but there was still no movement. Fang Senyan thought about it carefully and pressed his hand on the wooden table first.
Use a little force, and then push downward!
Still didn't move.
Fang Sheyan took a deep breath, and the hope that had finally risen became as fragile as porcelain. He was also a person who never looked back. At this time, he finally got a glimmer of hope, so how could he give up so easily?
, then press it gently and push it up!
Didn't move either...
So, try to push it to the left after holding it down? As the saying goes, the hand follows your heart. After this push, a click was heard immediately, and a book-sized wooden block popped out from Fang Senyan's right hand. It was probably higher than
The tabletop is ten centimeters high.
Then the board was opened evenly from the middle like a book folded in half. The left half of the board held a stack of parchment paper lying horizontally, while the right half of the board held an ink bottle and a white quill!
There is also a crumpled white cloth stained with black stains underneath the ink, which seems to be used to wipe away dripping ink.
Obviously, this is the place where Saruman used to record experiments. This clever little mechanism needs to be pressed and pushed to the left to activate, which minimizes the adverse consequences of accidentally touching it. The right side will automatically float up.
On the pocket writing table, it can be seen that small magic such as "small levitation", "luminescence", "spell extension enchantment", "constancy" and so on are permanently fixed. It has undoubtedly brought considerable influence to Saruman's work, research and study.
Great convenience.
Fang Senyan picked up the parchment on the pocket writing table and flipped through it quickly. His heart suddenly became cold again. It turned out that the parchment that was at least three fingers thick was all brand new!!! Don't say any words on it.
, not even a drop of ink was splashed on it------Emotional Saruman boss has just finished a subject recently, and his experience has just been completed recently (or eunuch)-------and the new pit is in
The belly manuscript is waiting to be fattened!
Sheyan closed his eyes in pain. If he had known this would be the result, he would rather not be able to find the mechanism! It would be better not to give people hope in the first place than to give them hope in the first place! Suddenly, that mass
The shrunken white cloth with black stains suddenly flashed through Sheyan's mind again... The black stains seemed to be too regular?