Artificer Adventure Guide

The next morning, Carl went to Moore's laboratory again and told Moore that Nia was going to run a workshop in the city with him.

As a master, he was naturally happy to see this happen.

He was also very happy that his apprentice could get along so well with a genius.

Carl breathed a sigh of relief after getting the master's approval.

If Nia was delayed in class for some reason, Moore would say a few words and it would be fine when the School of Change asked about it.

Of course, the premise is that Nia's studies are not affected.

"By the way, Master, what is this thing?"

Carl took out two bottles of milky white liquid from the dimensional bag, placed them side by side on the laboratory table, and motioned Moore to take a look.

Stroking his beard, Moore first opened the lid and checked it with the identification technique, and then showed an expression similar to Carl's at the beginning.

'What the hell is this? '

After racking his brains for a long time, Moore even used the [Flash of Inspiration] feature to speed up his thinking.

Finally, he vaguely recalled a little bit of records related to the object in front of him.

"Wait here for a while."

After saying this, Mooreben ran out of the laboratory excitedly.

At this time, Mitress and Carl were only separated by a piece of white cloth, but the people inside knew the outside, but the people outside did not know the inside.

Compared to yesterday, Mitress now looked more like a war terracotta.

Moorben quickly built a delicate mechanism for her. Although the movements were still stiff, as long as more adjustments could be made later, Mitress's body flexibility might be better than before.

After a while, Mooreben came back with a book with a bit of "Cthulhu" style.

The cover of the book was made of some slippery marine creature skin, and even now, it had a slippery touch.

Opening the book, Mooreben quickly flipped through it to the back.

Finally, something that matched the description of the white liquid in the jar appeared.

"Keljin mud monster, symbiote, can be parasitized by swallowing.

After parasitizing, it will automatically synchronize with it. Unless the spell of removing the curse is used, the parasite cannot unilaterally remove the synchronization. If it dies in the parasitic state, the Keljin mud monster will devour the body of the parasite and then turn into a black pudding monster.

During the parasitic period, the user is immune to poisoning and has extremely high resistance to toxins and strong acids."

Symbiote, this special living equipment is not common in Khorvaire.

Because these things are all from the mutants.

A well-known mutant in Eberron is named "Keljin".

He is the Lord of the Slime Monster and the Master of Shaping Flesh and Blood.

When he heard that the thing in his hand came from the mutant, Carl subconsciously took two steps back.

Although those evil demons have been sealed by the Gatekeeper Druids, and those remaining in the main plane have been driven to the Khyber domain, the mutants are still the protagonists of horror stories that can stop children from crying at night.

"Don't worry, this thing is not as exaggerated as you think, and it can be solved with a remove curse."

After patting the jar, Mooreban suddenly asked again:

"Where did you get this thing?"

After telling the master everything in detail, Carl came forward and prepared to put the Keljin mud monster into the dimension bag.

However, Mooreban stopped Carl's action, then cut a small piece from the main body and found a little white mouse to feed it.

Before the mouse and the Keljin mud monster were completely synchronized, Mooreban fired a remove curse, and a small group of Keljin mud monster oozed out of the body of the little white mouse.

The mud monsters that oozed out again seemed to have been separated from the main body, and were actually taken by Mooreban and collected in the test tube next to it.

Even if it was far away from the main body, it did not turn into pus again.

"Can it be like this?"

Looking at the scene in front of him in surprise, Carl was a little eager to try.

"You better be careful. It is said that if this thing is too big, it will be controlled by Kelkin again, and it may be a disaster."

Nodding his head in understanding, Carl agreed.

After leaving the laboratory, Carl returned to the dormitory and left with Nia.

...

In the voodoo workshop, Carl and Nia looked at the drow who was diligently cleaning the shop, with different expressions.

Carl did not expect that the other party was still there, and Nia was surprised that Carl hired a drow as a clerk.

Just when he was about to invite him to have a meal together later, Carl found embarrassedly that he did not know the name of this drow.

"Hey! Um, what's your name?"

Looking up at Carl, the drow paused.

"Shadow, Shadow of the Soul Blade Clan."

"Then I will call you Shadow from now on. Let's have a meal together later. This is Nia, the chief alchemist of our workshop."

After introducing each other's identities, Carl walked into the store and put the Kelkin mud monster in the back room.

"You two can get acquainted first. I'll go buy some food. We'll have hot pot in the store later!"

Although it's autumn now, the weather is still hot. The air conditioner in the store is turned on very high. In such an environment, eating hot pot can be regarded as a good thing!

Without paying attention to the contact between Nia and Ying, Carl quickly bought a large amount of bones, meat slices, and vegetables at the nearby market.

Using Nia's alchemy equipment to quickly boil the bone soup, the three of them gathered around the hot pot and had a good meal.

After the meal, Ying returned to her room, while Nia pulled Carl to chat quietly.

"This drow elf doesn't have any intentions, does he?"

"It's hard to say, but I vaguely felt the fluctuations of spiritual energy in her body. Maybe she also sensed my spiritual energy fluctuations and stayed here. Is the Soul Blade Clan, a sub-professional branch of the rogue, also Called Soul Blade? I remember they seem to be studying psychic powers."

When he thought of psychic powers, Karl had some understanding of the different performances of the dwarfs outside the city.

The practice of psychic energy is divided into the indulgent sect and the ascetic sect. The ones outside the city are obviously the indulgent sect, while the shadow ones are the ascetic sect.

It’s also hard to distinguish who is right and who is wrong.

However, Nia, a child who grew up in Fairhaven, overreacted a little when she heard about psychic powers. Her little face suddenly turned pale with fright, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Don't worry, don't I have psychic powers too? It'll be fine."

After calming down for a moment, Karl took out the two jars of Kelkin mud monsters, and then threw the bones that he had bought before that had finished the soup to the divided ones.

After staying with a large jar of metal scraps for so long, the Kelkin Mud Monster didn't digest the metal at all.

But as Karl threw the bones in, the mud monsters in the jar began to wrap around the bones.

Gradually, the bones gradually melted into the body of the mud monster.

"Nia, do you have titanium there?"

Because of its poor thermal conductivity, titanium is usually used as an auxiliary material for adamantine in this world to forge armor and weapons with high magic resistance.

People also know that it has good "compatibility" with bones, so many prosthetics also use titanium to build the bone part.

"A little."

Nia took out some metal ingots from the dimensional bag and handed them to Karl. She didn't know what kind of medicine he sold in the gourd.

Then, she watched helplessly as Karl threw a small ingot of titanium into the jar.

But perhaps because he felt that the "absorption effect" was not good, Karl quickly ran to the lathe, ground off a lot of metal powder from the other piece, and then poured it into the jar.

Visible to the naked eye, the originally milky white mud monster gradually took on a metallic color, and it became more obvious as the mud monster continued to digest.

With her small mouth open, Nia looked at Karl with an expression like looking at a god.

She really wanted to study how Karl's brain grew.

But in fact, Karl was just giving it a try. Who knew he would succeed directly?

He thought that after the Kelkin Mud Monster devoured the dead corpse of the parasite, it would turn into a Black Pudding Mud Monster. The Black Pudding Mud Monster could swallow metal and wood. The Kelkin Mud Monster could not directly swallow metal but could swallow bones. So it would In the class of mud monsters, it should be only slightly weaker than the black pudding mud monster.

Soon, all the remaining titanium ingots were fed to the separated mud monster, and its appearance became silvery.

However, the more titanium powder this split mud monster swallowed, the more strange its behavior became.

Its movements gradually become sluggish, and it no longer likes to move in the direction of its body.

Looking at its performance, Karl made a very bold decision.

"Wait for me a moment!"

With that said, Karl quickly ran out of the workshop, and then returned with a scroll to remove the curse and a rabbit.

Picking up the metal mud monster's jar, Carl gave it to the rabbit to "drink it in one gulp."

Poor Tutu's body suddenly expanded a little, but his movements were as slow as if some kind of spell had been cast on him.

Carl opened the scroll and cast a spell on it.

The silver metal mud monster flowed out of the rabbit's body and lay motionless on the ground.

Frowning, Karl's eyes glowed with spiritual energy, and then he used it towards the metal mud monster on the ground.

With a "swish" sound, the mud monster that had "suspended its gun" instantly straightened up and turned into a metal cone.

This is exactly the wisp of thought information that Karl just passed through his spiritual energy.

Just at a glance, Karl saw that the data of this cone was exactly the same as what he had just thought.

'If this kind of mud monster can be applied to power armor, wouldn't it be possible for me to just have an idea...'

Just as he was thinking this, the hard cone softened again, and the metal mud monster once again turned into a puddle of something like mercury.

Obviously, the metal ooze monster's reaction came and went quickly.

Taking the jar and filling it again, Karl sat back on his seat, thinking with a frown.

Nia on the side didn't dare to interrupt, fearing that she would interrupt Karl's train of thought by speaking rashly.

Outside the room, the figure who sensed the fluctuations of psychic energy was leaning against the door, trying to detect the reality of the room.

But the sudden silence made her a little overwhelmed. After struggling for a long time, she got a broom and pretended to be cleaning the house while continuing to eavesdrop.

"Crack!"

With his right hand hammering on the palm of his left hand, Karl's expression suddenly became excited.

He thought of a way to make the metal mud monster obedient for a long time!