I, a fallen nobleman, started the farming system

Chapter 138 Can't Be Made into a Power Bank
The spar is specially processed to make some bullets with relatively strong shells, and then inject magic power through special devices. After firing, the bullets explode, which can cause great damage.

If the spar is bigger and injected with more magic power, can it be used as a bomb?

Lin En didn't know why charcoal and nitrate had such a reaction, but he had to say that this spar had various properties that could replace gunpowder.

If it is used well, the spar can be used to improve the security of the territory by a level.

Matthew also crushed a spar and nodded, "It's really interesting. It is driven entirely by magic power. If a large amount of spar can be produced and magic power can be injected into it, can it be used to blow up monsters, or in other words, Throw it as a magic scroll type item.

Most of them knew the effect of the magic scroll, but they didn't know the function of the spar. "

Hamid continued following his words, "The number of crystals is sufficient, or the crystals contain more magic power, so the power is stronger. For low-level monsters, they rely entirely on instinct, and they can indeed be used. spar to set traps.

I'm afraid that even those thieves and assassins would not notice the effect of a small spar. "

Lin En stared at the spar and asked, "Since the magic power is stored inside this spar, can the magic power be drawn out?"

Hamid subconsciously followed what he said, "Hey, the magic power can be drawn out, but after it is drawn out, the magic power cannot be stored inside the spar."

"That is to say, this is a one-off." Lynn was a little disappointed, he still thought that he could use this spar to achieve the effect of a power bank.

However, it is already a joyful thing to have the current discovery.

Lynn yawned, "Before dawn, everyone go back to sleep, as for these crystals."

He looked at Hamid with complicated eyes.

Before, he felt that the other party was not an ordinary wandering poet, but with an attitude of using what he could, he was allowed to participate in teaching reading and writing. Anyway, teaching those commoners and serfs to read and write would not be a problem.

But now, he used magic and knew how to make crystals. If he told other people about this process, it would be troublesome.

As if sensing the meaning in Lynn's eyes, Hamid smiled wryly, "I really didn't expect that I would be involved in this incident, so I really shouldn't be too curious."

He glanced at the other people around him and said, "There are some things I want to tell you alone. If you are worried that I will do other things, you can keep Matthew Knight."

Lynn motioned for the others to leave first.

In the workshop, only the three of them were left.

Hamid sighed, and said: "My current identity is a wandering poet, but I have many identities in the past, such as a court librarian, a researcher of various ethnic cultures, a silver tutor, and a dragon tracker."

Lynn frowned, Hamid's identity was actually related to the court.

Hamid continued: "Ten years ago, I was still in charge of guarding books in the royal family, but not all books can be read, some books are related to taboos, they are sealed up, and no one is allowed to watch them, because once viewed , viewers are also affected.

I am a very curious person. In an accident, I got an unknown book. I flipped through a page. With just one glance, I was affected by a huge spiritual consciousness, and my own spirit was disturbed. After a long period of After the recovery of time, I returned to the normal state, but since then, I can no longer master high-level magic, and my magic power and spiritual power can never be improved. I am just a junior mage who has mastered a few simple spells.

I didn't want to die like this, so I wanted to find a way to recover. I asked elves, dwarves, etc., but they couldn't do anything, so I put my hope on the dragon, but unfortunately I couldn't find it for so many years. He only came here when he heard that there were traces of dragons in the Sunset Forest.

I settled in Riverside Town and explored around when I had time, but I never found a dragon. Later, Lone Wolf and the others came to the town and killed the noble lord. I had no strength to resist and could only be taken to the camp. "

He took out a scroll, "This magic scroll has the power of contract, I will swear that I will never tell anything about this place, but you can't stop me from looking for the dragon."

Lin En felt the power in the scroll, glanced at Matthew again, and said, "Yes, I also want to meet the dragon, and hope that one day you can achieve your goal."

They wrote their names on the scroll, and as the contract took effect, Lynn could also feel the power of the contract restraining each other.

"In this case, you are temporarily in charge of making these crystals."

Hamid nodded, "Thank you Lord Lord for your trust."

He left the workshop.

Matthew was puzzled, "Although he said a reasonable reason, he concealed a lot of things. Is it really okay to just believe him?"

Lynn looked into the darkness, "Everyone has their own secrets, as long as he doesn't do anything that affects the territory, and even if we don't believe him, can we really get rid of him? Really are?
Don't push him too hard, and I think he really wants to find the dragon. I don't know if the reason is what he said. "

Lynn sighed, "The strength is still too weak. No matter how many ordinary knights there are, it won't be of much use when encountering high-level enemies."

Matthew approved of this sentence.

"Unless, the research can really be successful." Lynn said such a sentence for no reason.

Matthew was stunned for a moment, not understanding.

"Okay, you still have to train tomorrow, go to rest first."

"Cough cough cough~~"

In the airtight house, Earl Orlis was lying on the bed and exhaling purple smoke.

The door opened, and an outstanding-looking woman walked in from the outside. It was his wife Shani Belleland.

"I really didn't expect that the majestic earl would become like this, so obsessed with this kind of thing that he didn't even care about his own castle."

There was sarcasm in Shani's tone, and with a wave of her hand, the long pipe flew out of the earl's hand.

"Give it to me, give it to me!" The count immediately panicked and shouted loudly.

Shani turned the long tube and said: "The matter of building a church in Orlis City has been reported to the royal family. I heard that a Highness will come to inquire about the situation here, but you really can't see it in this state." man."

(End of this chapter)