I am a god in another world

"Human beings are just worthless people. I used to be so noisy by the roar of machines and the cries of kobolds that I couldn't sleep. Now that these sounds are gone, I can't sleep soundly." Jihalin laughed.

"The power of habit is terrifying. It seems to apply to any race." After Gavin stepped back, he couldn't help but look the legendary blacksmith up and down and said, "Has the aging of the patriarch begun to accelerate?"

Jihalin is very energetic, but he cannot hide his aging body. His beard and hair have completely turned white. The wrinkles on his face are like ravines, long and deep, and covered with a large number of age spots.

Taste, who was following the legendary blacksmith, said with an uncontrollable sad look on his face: "My father has already entered the aging stage. After the restart of Colossus City, he worked hard on everything again and worked tirelessly all day long. He refused to listen to anyone's advice to sleep, which accelerated his aging.

Lord, please advise him. If he continues like this, he won't be able to survive even three years, let alone ten years. "

"Don't talk nonsense." Jihalin waved his hands impatiently, "I'm in good spirits. Now I finally have a chance to reunite my clan. As the clan leader and their king, I have the responsibility to make arrangements for them. Don't worry. Yeah, I will never fall until Tesyama is recovered."

"I was negligent in this matter." A hint of apology appeared on Gavin's face, "Here, eat this first."

With a wave of his hand, five shining golden apples floated in front of the legendary blacksmith.

Gavin didn't remember exactly what year Jihalin died, but one thing was certain, it wouldn't be long.

Once these immortal species enter the aging period, they will age at an alarmingly fast rate, as if all the past years have been recovered.

People like him who are about to die are the ones who need the original golden apple the most.

They had been feasting on people they didn't need in a short period of time, which was really a waste of natural resources.

"This is..." Everyone's eyes were attracted to the original golden apple. Even they who were not sensitive to the power of life could clearly feel the powerful life fluctuations flowing inside.

"Original golden apples." Filancini took the initiative to speak on the side. "This kind of apple is the fruit of the mother tree, the first apple tree in Faerun. It takes ten years for it to bear fruit each time, and the number of fruit each time will not exceed Hundreds.

This original golden apple contains powerful vitality. In addition to healing all injuries, it will also enhance the user's inner charm and natural lifespan.

The more you consume, the stronger the effect. If you take five pills in a row and the effect reaches maximum, you will receive the blessing of the golden apple, your inner charm will increase by 5 points, your natural life span will be extended by 250 years, and you will gain immortality. "

Why does crosstalk need to be praised?

It’s just because some things are inconvenient for the parties involved to say.

The Legendary Arcanist naturally fills this role.

"Hiss..." After hearing this explanation, everyone couldn't help but collectively gasped.

Where is the apple? It’s clearly a miracle elixir!

Especially the eyes of the four dwarves were shining brightly, including Jiharin who looked down on life and death.

No one can really take life and death lightly, especially when their remaining wishes are not fulfilled.

"Lord, we cannot repay your kindness."

"Lord, if you need me in the future, just let me know. I, Paulin, will definitely charge at the front."

"We, the Black Iron Clan, will definitely remember the Lord's kindness."

The three dwarves behind Jihalin expressed their gratitude to Gavin one after another. This is not providing help in times of need, what is it?

The last trace of doubt in their hearts about Gavin completely dissipated.

If you say that there was no slanderous speculation about Gavin within the Black Iron clan before, you are definitely deceiving yourself.

They never believed that there was such a selfless person in this world, especially when the other person was a lord.

One of the most common voices is that the other party is taking advantage of Jihalin's desire to restore the country.

He didn't want to help them recover Tesyama at all, he just wanted to use them to restart Colossus City and the dwarven iron mines.

After the Dark Iron clan adapts to life in the City of Colossus, their desire for restoration will fade. Especially after the death of the older generation of dwarves led by Jihalin, Testhama will live in their dreams. .

Now Gavin throws out five original golden apples, directly dispelling this speculation.

Because he really has this purpose, he just needs to do nothing and wait for Jihalin to die of old age.

"This gift is really too precious." Jihalin shook his head and said, "We, the Black Iron clan, have already received this great kindness from our lord, and we don't know how to repay it. Now that another gift is coming, I really can't bear it. .

But if I don’t see the recovery of Taiseyama, I will not be able to face my ancestors in the Kingdom of the Soul Forger, so I will accept one shamelessly..."

Gavin directly interrupted the legendary blacksmith, "The patriarch said these words, it is obvious that we have been mutually beneficial from the beginning.

Without you, how would Colossus City have an annual output of 100,000 tons?

So in this matter, there is no debt of gratitude.

These original golden apples are not given to you for free. You need to repay them with technology.

From now on, I will never pay you a single gold coin for your blacksmithing skills.

In addition to the unheralded secrets of the Black Iron clan, you must do your best to cooperate with me in conducting various magic experiments and creating various magic instruments, which cannot be bought with money. "

"This..." Chief Jihalin still looked confused and hesitant.

In his opinion, Gavin said this purely to comfort him and make him accept the gift with peace of mind.

"Father, just accept it. Anyway, we already owe the lord a huge favor. We are not afraid of owing more. We will just find a way to repay it together in the future."

"Yes, only by living can we repay this kindness."

"Your Majesty, just accept it. We still count on you to lead us to recover Tesyama. This is the closest we have come to success in the past three hundred years. You cannot fall at this time. All the Black Iron clan Looking at you."

The other three dwarves were not as entangled as Jihalin and persuaded them earnestly.

"To me, an experienced and legendary blacksmith is really more precious than these five original golden apples."

Gavin was filled with helplessness, why no one believed him when he told the truth, "To be honest, the god of the apple tree is my friend, and the mother apple tree was the one we saved from evil together.

How much the original golden apple cost, I dare not say how many there are, and it is not considered rare.

If I dare to take out five at once, it means that I still have wealth in my hands. "

"When did the patriarch become as coquettish as a woman?" The black dragon girl said angrily, "If you continue to refuse, you will betray the master's good intentions. Don't blame me for looking down on you."

"I have never seen a dwarf as affectionate as you." The legendary arcanist was also a little impatient, "Since you are too embarrassed to accept it yourself, I will help you, digest it quickly, and get down to business quickly. "

His hands quickly formed the seal, and clouds of white mist emerged out of thin air, wrapping around the five original golden apples.

The five original golden apples immediately flew out and formed a starburst shape around Jihalin. The rich power of life immediately floated out from above and poured into his body continuously.

Filancini, who had personally tasted the original golden apple, knew its details very well.

Eating the original golden apple is the process of integrating these life forces into your body.

There is no difference whether it is eaten or stimulated by magic.

With the injection of a large amount of life force, the age spots on Jihalin's face are miraculously fading away, and the wrinkles on his face are gradually fading. The strong vitality bursts out from his body, and he no longer looks like he is old. feeling.

Although Jihalin did not rejuvenate immediately and became younger than his own son, he at least returned to the moment when he entered old age.

Feeling the power surging in his body, Jiharin no longer struggled, and once again beat his chest and saluted Gavin: "I will never thank you for your kindness. From now on, Lord Lord will be my savior, Jiharin, as long as he does not violate I will do my best to serve the interests of the Black Iron Clan."

"That's right." Gavin said with a smile, "We still have a long way to go in the future, and there are many opportunities to repay our kindness. We are here to discuss the future development path. There will definitely be many places where we need to rely on the patriarch's help. Casting experience, I hope you don’t hold anything back.”

"I swear in the name of Moradin, the father of the dwarves, and I will do so without reservation." Jihalin swore without hesitation.

"There is no need for this, Patriarch. I believe in your character." Gavin took the lead to walk to the elevator and said, "We will discuss the specific situation together after we meet Patriarch Yuriu."

"Okay." The four dwarves who had just come down from the elevator came back happily and headed towards the Dungeon of the Colossus.

The people who had just come out of the elevator were almost knocked over by the heat wave and the huge roar.

The temperature in the Colossus formation can reach at least forty, which is even worse than the sweltering summer heat.

Countless iron ores are continuously transported down by steam conveyor belts. They are first sent to huge steam-driven crushers, crushed into finely divided iron ores, and then injected into huge furnaces.

There are dozens of such furnaces.

When the furnace was full, the huge furnace lid was closed, and the dwarf runes on it lit up, and a large amount of geothermal heat was continuously absorbed.

Although Gavin knew only a little about modern steelmaking, one thing was absolutely certain - it was an extremely cumbersome process.

It's not just as simple as pouring the iron ore in. After the smelting is completed, pour the steel directly out.

It must involve a large number of chemical reactions. Only when the element ratio reaches the most appropriate condition, can good steel be made.

This common sense does not apply to the dwarves' magic furnace at all. They just pour iron ore into it, and when it comes out, it is steel juice.

Asking is the power of magic.

When smelting in the magic furnace, the magic furnace itself has automatically absorbed the trace elements needed to refine steel according to demand, and adjusted them to the optimal level.

Before, Gavin might have sighed in his heart.

But now, I have long been accustomed to it, and there is a feeling that it should be like this.

Using science on earth to forcefully explain everything in the multiverse is the most stupid behavior.

Like now, it is the wisest decision to use it as a reference or a whimsical idea to guide your own development.

The steel juice produced by the magic furnace is divided into two.

After most of them came out of the furnace, they were directly sent into the steel mold, pressed into square dwarf steel ingots, and then transported to the warehouse by a conveyor belt for storage.

A very small part flows into the equipment automatic production line, where after a new round of quenching, it is sent to a mold driven by high-pressure steam to suppress it into standardized steel components.

A large number of short, stout gray dwarves with bald heads and gray skin are swirling around them, undergoing preliminary processing and turning them into semi-finished products.

Compared to the terrifying steel output, this ultra-modern equipment automatic production line is absolutely tiny. The number of gray dwarves limits the scale of production.

But compared with primitive forging, how advanced is this integrated molding, and how high is the production efficiency?

This one production line alone can equal the equipment output of half of Faerun.

Seeing this, Filancini finally understood how the annual output of 100,000 tons mentioned by Sanoba came from?

"Welcome, Lord, to come for inspection." The gray dwarf clan leader trotted up to meet him, his voice almost shouting.

The Colossus dungeon was already fully operational, and the noise was unusually loud.

Filancini was the first to be unable to bear the huge noise. The mist around her body surged and turned into mysterious runes. It enveloped everyone and formed a semicircular barrier, isolating the huge noise.

Seeing this, Gai Wen couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, can a barrier like yours be used on this dungeon to reduce the noise here?"

"No." Before the legendary arcanist could answer, the gray dwarf patriarch vetoed it first, "Many times, we need to rely on the sound produced by the equipment to determine whether it is operating normally.

If the sound is blocked, it will be extremely detrimental to the normal operation of the entire dungeon.

The Lord of Sanoba has arranged special living and rest areas for us in other areas, which is enough. "

"So that's the case." Gavin said calmly, "But it is the job of the maintenance personnel to ensure that the equipment operates normally, and not all workers need this ability to distinguish sounds.

Those who do not have this need can wear corresponding protective equipment to reduce or block noise to protect their hearing.

Teacher, can this kind of protective equipment be developed? "

Filancini said impatiently: "My energy and time are limited, and a magic aircraft is enough to take up my energy. Do you think such a small thing is worth my distraction?

If you want to develop and apply this kind of gadget, wait until the Arcane Academy is established and leave it to the magic teachers and magic apprentices to tackle the key problems. "

Her mind was now entirely on the Dungeon of the Colossus.

Outsiders watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

As the top arcanist, she could see at a glance how complicated it was to operate an underground furnace like this city. How advanced was the magic knowledge involved?

This is definitely the most profound use of dwarven rune magic.

There is huge research value here. Once the operating principle here is analyzed clearly, her magic manufacturing science will definitely not be as simple as improving further, but stepping into another brand new world - building machines for manufacturing magic equipment.

Gavin was speechless at the rebuke. It was indeed a waste of the other party's energy to bother him with such a problem.

It seems that establishing the Arcane Academy is one of the top priorities next.

Some small and small research was left to the magic teachers and students, so that Filancini could devote all her energy to high-precision and play a leading role.

Seeing the mist around the legendary arcanist's body surging frequently and transforming into various runes, Gavin hurriedly interrupted: "Teacher, if you want to study this place, there is no need to rush.

Now I will open the authorization for you. From now on, you have the right to enter and study this place freely, and everyone must cooperate unconditionally.

Did you hear that? "

The last sentence was naturally addressed to the three giants in Mega City. Although Shanobah is the leader here, the other two have their own absolute areas.

Jihalin has absolute voice and prestige among the shield dwarves, while the gray dwarves look up to Julian.

In order for Shanobah's decree to take effect here, it must obtain their consent and cooperation.

This situation was also intentional by Gavin. Only a city with an internal balance of power would not easily lose control.

"As ordered." The three of them replied at the same time.

Although they haven't fully figured out the true origins of the legendary arcanist, judging from Gavin's respect for her.

She is definitely not a mortal, she must have her own uniqueness.

"Huh!" Filancini took a long breath and dissolved all the fog runes wrapped around her body, "I underestimated this city, and trying to analyze the mysteries here will not happen overnight.

It not only requires the cooperation of my magic cabin, but also requires the assistance of a large number of magic personnel. This will be another main direction of my attack.

I was a little confused just now, and I spoke a little harshly, so please don't pay attention. "

"The teacher's words are obvious." Gavin said nonchalantly, "If I take such a trivial matter to my heart, then I don't even have the slightest tolerance for others."

"That's right." Filancini smiled and asked, "Where is your air glass production line?"

She is more interested in air glass than steel.

In her eyes, the magical plasticity of air glass cannot be compared to steel.

The gray dwarf patriarch’s eyes fell on Gavin involuntarily.

"I just said that everything here is no secret to Teacher Felanxini." Gavin repeated his order again, "She is one of the top arcanists in the world, and she is the one who has the best chance of studying this place thoroughly.

Only by studying it thoroughly can we expand, improve, increase production, and even imitate a new automatic mining production line."

This time he no longer blindly enforced orders, but directly revealed his grand vision to them.

The easiest way to make them work together with him is to turn his grand vision into theirs. (End of this chapter)