sword sentient beings

Chapter 825 Strange Gold

The saint was stunned, and even Mr. Gong, who had been smiling apologetically and with almost no other expression on his face, narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the look in his eyes that could not tell whether it was disdain or anger. The saint looked up and down at this red-haired boy who was half shorter than herself, and said: "If you have this confidence, then it's great. Is it because I'm blind and don't recognize experts? But it's not that simple for me to set the question. Everyone here except I am still Mr. Gong, and I don’t expect anyone to answer.”

The Son of Fire said: "If I can't answer it, God will answer it, and I will pray and get the answer."

The saint smiled faintly. He didn't care about the Son of Fire's answer. Because there is no one in the spiritual world who is not a believer in a god, it is normal for believers to refer to themselves as gods. On the contrary, the Valley of the Gods, which is said to be the main altar that serves all gods, is believed by everyone, but in fact, no one believes it. At least that's how the saint thinks. In fact, she has not been called a true believer for a long time, but she will not say it out. As long as she does not say it out, no one will hold her accountable. After all, she has done a good job at her job.

Since this little red-haired man was so confident, the Saint felt that he might have had second thoughts. She looked at him a little differently at first, but she still said to everyone: "Tell me what your clan is good at? Or what you are doing. Technology?"

She didn't ask to make things difficult, but now every clan is more or less responsible for the engineering technology of large ships. The real hull was built deep in the Holy Land. It has now sailed out of the Valley of the Gods and parked at the temple. Some less important supporting projects were assigned to various races, and were finally accepted by the temple.

Many ethnic groups have always said no. The foundation of their tribe is not to fight, but to go to the front line to fight and kill. But the Pantheon doesn't care about this: No? Does that mean you didn’t contribute? Now what the big ship wants is unity, and it is something that requires more unity than fighting. Anyone who refuses to participate is going against the gods. So it is natural to be abandoned by the gods and unable to get on the ship to obtain salvation, right?

Are you saying that my tribe has a low IQ, that tens of thousands of people can’t even put together a brain, and that we can’t do anything we want to do? That's some laborious work, and you can do it if you can move bricks. If you still can't do this, I don't think you have any value in continuing the clan.

Therefore, as long as the scale is decent, such as the fire elf tribe, there are supporting projects. The big tribes will directly send technicians and laborers to the Holy Land to participate in the construction of the hull. Most of the guys in front of them are from these small and medium-sized people who are responsible for the final parts. Race. If it were a truly wealthy family, they wouldn't still ask for the Saint at this time.

After hearing the saint's question, the demons answered truthfully. Some said: "We make frozen food." Some said: "We make wheels for floor-mounted trucks." The most irritable demon from before said: " Our clan specializes in communications...that is, lifeboat-level speakers, used for shouting and communicating. "

When it was the Son of Fire's turn, he answered honestly: "Our clan is responsible for forging materials."

The saint glanced at the flaming red hair on his head and said, "Do you believe in the God of Fire?" The Son of Fire nodded and said, "The race protected by the God of Fire is indeed good at forging and smelting. There are various kinds of things in the hull and interior of the ship. The smelting and forging of the main materials are all carried out in the Valley of the Gods, and the outside is only responsible for transporting the ore. The materials you forge should not be important. "

Son of Fire said: "Of course it doesn't matter. But it's not that our clan can't smelt truly top-notch materials, it's just that we have to rely on divine grace. We don't rely on ordinary technology, so we can't produce much, which limits our contribution."

The saint was slightly disapproving and said: "Really top-grade materials have special uses. They are not used to cast the hull, but to use a little in key places. Even if it is a penny, or even less, it must be used greatly. What is special about you?" The materials should be shown to the temple priests, maybe they will become special honors. If you don't show them, won't you waste your own contribution? You can show them to me, what is the best material?" She said with a smile. It’s not meant to be sarcastic, but the detailed description does have the meaning of “What do you know about top quality, you frog in the well?”

The Son of Fire said: "We are about to dedicate it to the Saint." He carefully took out something from the space bag he carried and offered it with both hands. As soon as he blew it, the other demons also became curious and couldn't help but look at it together. They saw that it was a stone, and then they recognized it: "This is a strange stone!"

A few of the wealthy people couldn't help but jeer secretly: This country bumpkin really has no experience. What's so rare about this strange stone? It's everywhere if you look in the right place.

But most people who are not confused know that it is not that simple. Mr. Gong, who had been accompanying the last person honestly, suddenly stood up and went to the side of the saint to take a closer look.

I saw that the gray-white exotic stone was mixed with a trace of gold. The golden color did not seem to be dazzling. If it was special, it was completely natural with the exotic stone. It was completely indistinguishable from each other. This was not inlaid, but native. Some kind of mixed associated minerals appear on the heterolithic mines.

The saint said nothing, slowly stroking the golden color, and then said after a long time: "How did you do it?"

The Son of Fire responded naturally: "Depend on divine grace."

The saint was a little helpless and said: "Of course I know that I rely on divine grace, but how does divine grace do it?"

Several demons couldn't help but look at her strangely: What's there to ask? Divine grace is a miracle, a miracle sent by God. How can miracles be justified?

But the Son of Fire was able to catch the Saint's thoughts and said: "Your Highness the Saint, you certainly know how the strange stone is formed. It is the friction between the two worlds, which affects part of the material in the space, causing the rock to mutate into Strange stone. In other words, the strange stone itself is changed by the influence of energy and even rules. Since it can be changed by the power of nature, it means that it has the basis for change, so can the strange stone be changed again by applying influence again? The woman listened to his words seriously and said: "Yes, this idea has actually been thought of by some people before. When it was not so urgent before, we and the world have done research in this area. However, there are two difficulties. The first is to let the aliens The external force of stone change is something that the power of nature can easily do, but it is difficult for human power to do it. Just reproducing between sizes is already very difficult. Even if the second one can do it, it is completely impossible to control the direction of the mutation. Most likely it will change in an unfavorable direction, just like betting on good luck. Human beings say that nine times out of ten you will lose. In research, you may not be able to win even if you bet a hundred or a thousand bets. If you win, you don’t know what the prize will be. This kind of research is now Not many people care about it anymore. However, your mutated material is... very good."

Although no more accurate testing was done, the Saint, as a senior researcher, also had intuition. She felt that the direction of mutation of this stone should be the best.

A miracle can only be said to be a miracle.

It seemed natural that God could perform miracles, but the saint asked, "Did you pray to God to change the strange stone in this way?"

The Son of Fire said: "Why do we need to ask specifically? God always has the best arrangement."

The Saint was unable to continue. At this time, Mr. Gong, who had always been cautious in his words and actions, suddenly said: "I heard that nobles are good at forging and smelting. Does it mean that they can always forge plans in a better direction every time?"

If you ask other demons this question, you will probably get no answer, but the Son of Fire is friendly and says: "Of course we can't trouble God again and again. But our God is generous and merciful. If we request and offer offerings, You’ll probably get a response.”

Mr. Gong smiled and said: "Excuse me for being rude, if that god is really so kind and generous, then it seems that the reputation of your family should be greater than it is now."

Although the Son of Fire had a good temper, he couldn't help but get angry at this time, and shouted: "What do you mean, do you question my words? We have received divine favor, and of course we have to keep it as a heritage of the clan. How can we sell it wantonly and blaspheme the gods? ? Only you unscrupulous barbarians would use God’s gifts to earn fame and profit for yourself!”

This is a lie.

The truth is that before the true god came this time, the Taixiong God would not specifically respond to believers or actively send divine favors. The fire spirits passively used the holy fire to strengthen themselves. But if he said that, he would have to explain why things were completely different recently, and he would have to explain the ins and outs of the coming of gods. These things were difficult to talk about outside the world, so he had to accuse the other party of blasphemy first, and by the way His identity as a barbarian helps him gain support.

Sure enough, this move was very useful in distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy. The other demons were originally unhappy with the barbarian speaking without permission, and now they glared at him even more fiercely.

At this time, the saint said: "I said Mr. Gong is my companion. If anyone makes trouble with Tuman, get out immediately!" She then said to Mr. Gong: "Mr. Gong, you are not a citizen of the spirit world and you don't know that in the Here we can’t just talk about God.”

Mr. Gong bowed and said: "Yes, yes, I don't dare to do it anymore." The other demons could only retreat in anger.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Gong raised his head and said: "However, I still want to see how rich the collection of the fire spirits is. Can the materials really be made better? This is very important, Your Highness the Saint!"

He put a slight emphasis on the last sentence, trying to emphasize it without seeming offensive. The saint stopped and her expression changed slightly, as if she suddenly remembered something crucial.

Then, she smiled and said: "That's right. Your Excellency, Son of Fire, I attach great importance to the nobility and can't wait to go there in person. An outstanding race like the nobility really shouldn't have to fight for a few places. Take it with me." Seeing that the demon behind him had something to say, he immediately said: "The same goes for everyone else. If you are willing to come, how can you leave empty-handed?"

She suddenly became generous, spread out some of the quotas in her hand, and sent the other demons away. Then she became extremely enthusiastic. She took the Son of Fire's hand and said, "Come, your Excellency, follow me inside." "

(End of this chapter)