I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 187 187. Steelmaking, living weapons

Five days passed in a blink of an eye.

Air Coral Base.

At the sea oil mine vein.

A group of people holding pickaxes were looking at the golem digging hard in the mine pit in amazement - the golem was holding a pickaxe made of alloy No. 1, which was extremely hard.

It was like it was tireless, mining the ore of this almost open-air sea oil mine with extremely standard movements of "ding ding ding".

The bright light emitted by the jellyfish patrolling nearby shone on its shell, reflecting the cold and hard metal color, like its sweat.

The dark black ore was dug out by it, and the gray demon ants waited beside it. Whenever the ore was dug out, they used their small bodies to carry the huge ore.

The gray demon ants walked slowly to the side in groups and dumped the ore they carried into a pool beside them.

The surface of a coiled wood vine at the bottom of the pool immediately lit up with magic light, sucking in all the ore - it was transporting the ore to the ore warehouse.

The golem, the gray magic ant colony, and the wood vine worked together harmoniously and smoothly.

In just a short while, nearly one ton of raw sea oil ore had been mined, and even the wood vine and the gray magic ant were a little overloaded and fell into a state of fatigue.

Only the golem was still working non-stop.

Nowadays, the amount of ore mined on the seabed is gradually increasing. If it relies solely on manpower for transportation, there will definitely be some troubles, and it is not easy to do the inventory statistics.

So Cloya simply engraved all the remaining wood vines with the space transmission array and built a connected transportation array at the air coral base.

After all, it is not like the wood vine king that is nourished by the fountain of life and endless magic power. The number of items that can be transmitted is limited, and the distance is also limited.

Even if Cloya soaked in the magic power of the etheric world for a few days, at most, it can barely cover the underwater air coral base.

It will also fall into a state of fatigue as the amount of ore transportation increases, and it will take time to recover.

But even so, it saves a lot of trouble.

Seeing that the golem did more than them, the miners finally couldn't help but relax and chatted:

"Lord Cloya made this golem so powerful."

"Won't it get tired?"

"We are not mining as fast as the golem, Lord Cloya, don't you want us?"

His words caused his companions to laugh kindly: "What are you thinking?"

One of the men who had worked as a miner at the air coral base for two months patted the shoulder of the young man who had just arrived.

"As long as you want to do it, the adults will definitely let you continue, but do you just want to be a miner for life?"

The man proudly took out a small notebook from his pocket. The paper of the notebook was a pale yellow with a matte texture.

There were many patterns and words recorded on it. Although it looked like a spell to drive away demons, it was at least a book, a carrier of knowledge.

To these servants who were once the lowest class of people, paper and words were almost high-end treasures that belonged exclusively to the nobility.

So when he took it out like this, the people around him were all surprised and asked, "What is this?"

"This is a course opened by adults."

His expression became very pious and respectful: "As long as you apply, you will have the opportunity to study in the class called cram school opened by adults!"

"Hehe, I won't hide it from you."

"I am studying in the cram school opened by Lord Semir now. When I learn it, I can go to work in the factory!"

"Do you know what is in the factory?"

"The ore we mined and the production of these golems all come from the factory!"

At the end, his tone was almost fanatical.

It was incredible that an ordinary servant had the opportunity to come into contact with such things.

"If you want to learn, I can take you to sign up, but we have to do things well first!" The man patted his chest and promised.

The other people looked at each other, and then immediately started to help the golem continue to mine ore without saying a word. The speed was quite fast, and they almost caught up with the golem.

After a few hours of clanging, as the surrounding jellyfish left, the surroundings suddenly became a little dark.

There was a faint sound of "ding-ling-ling" in the ocean.

This means that today's working hours have ended, and the farmers working in the mine ranch can go back.

Kloya does not advocate working day and night, which will only drain their bodies, so the working hours every day are actually only until seven o'clock in the evening.

After seven o'clock, the miners who are still working in the mine have to leave to rest, so that sustainable development can be achieved.

Anyway, Kloya does not lack the time they work hard.

The work of mining ore is of course very tiring, but at this moment their hearts have been filled with the temptation of knowledge, and they don't feel tired at all.

"Brother Arthur, let's go quickly!"

"We'll treat you to a drink later!"

After the mining was over, they pulled the tall man Arthur, eager to go and have a look.

The latter also understood their feelings, and did not keep them in suspense, nodded and said: "Then let's go!"

The miners left their tools on the tool rack and set out on the return journey.

Guided by the light of the lantern-like trees growing on both sides of the road, they soon returned to the underwater town.

This underwater town covers an area of ​​about five square kilometers. The overall location is directly below the underwater ranch. It is a town built by the wind erosion sandworm construction team after digging up the rock layer.

Its building materials are also white soft mud. There are houses and buildings of all sizes in the town, and the most are dormitories for workers who work hard on the seabed.

The underwater town is very lively at this time, because people who have been busy outside all day have returned one after another.

From a distance, the whole town can be said to be brightly lit - the light source that seems extremely precious to the outside world is just a matter of transforming a few magic beasts and magic plants for Kroya.

The workers who came back talked and laughed. Some planned to take a bath at home first, while others couldn't wait to have a drink and eat.

After entering the town, Arthur and his party did not go to the tavern to eat and drink first, but came to a huge building in the deepest part of the town.

The building was surrounded by light blue mist, and some huge sharks could be seen patrolling in the mist. After sensing the strange breath, the sharks gathered immediately.

These giant sharks, which were as big as submarines, stared at the strangers with their small eyes, and the magic patterns on their bodies flashed.

If they did not give a proper explanation immediately, they would be greeted by the sharks' magic energy spewing - the magic energy spewing of the third-level magic sharks was enough to turn them into ashes.

Where had the miners seen such a scene?

Although they were well-informed compared to most people, they felt bad to be stared at by a group of huge sharks.

At this time, Arthur took out a small golden badge in the shape of the sun.

The sharks sensed the magic power that belonged to Croa on the golden sun badge, and immediately swam away with their heads shaking.

Arthur breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off his face - this was actually his first time here, and he didn't expect that this badge was so useful.

He and several of his companions hurriedly passed through the blue mist and soon entered the underground floor through a small door on the side of the factory.

It was very hot here. There was only a fat little tree in the large open space staring at a small grass emitting a constant golden halo.

The shirtless workers were throwing the iron ore that had been collected and processed after preliminary treatment onto the conveyor belt next to the tree.

After the halo emitted by the energy storage tree and the night-shining grass shone on the iron ore, the iron ore would melt like ice cream and be sent to a blast furnace in the distance along the conveyor belt.

That blast furnace was even more special-

Seven energy storage trees with night-shining grass surrounded the crystal blast furnace, and the golden light they emitted was refracted into the furnace by the cover made of magic crystal.

From a distance, it looked like seven rays of sunlight shining on the blast furnace. The molten iron in the crystal blast furnace quickly melted completely under such terrifying heat energy and turned into golden liquid.

Workers in work clothes were adjusting the magic output of the small tree in the magic circle to ensure that the temperature of the molten iron in the blast furnace was high enough.

This crystal blast furnace was made by Croa himself, and it was a treasure that today's apprentices could never make.

So even the workers were very careful when operating it.

Arthur and his companions were afraid to move when they saw such a magical scene, fearing that they would affect the operation of the factory, which would be a real death.

"Huh?"

Someone found them.

A man in work clothes came over with a serious expression: "Why are you here in the steelmaking factory?"

The worker was very alert and had already pinched an alarm in his pocket. He only needed to press it, and the ether wolf who maintained order would rush over immediately.

Arthur quickly took out the sun badge again and explained: "Lord Semir said there are courses to learn here..."

Before he finished speaking, the seriousness on the worker's face faded away, and his eyes lit up: "Brother Semir said so, so come quickly!"

He couldn't wait to take a few people who were a little confused down the ladder beside him and arrived at the second underground floor of the steelmaking plant.

After sending people here, the worker turned back directly-he still had things to do.

Arthur and his party looked around curiously, the scene here was even more exaggerated than above.

There were clusters of night-light grass growing densely on the ceiling and walls, and the light they emitted was controlled by the magic circle and turned into heat energy that could be used at any time.

The whole space was filled with unbearable high temperatures, just like being exposed to the sun.

Semir was bare-chested and holding a heavy hammer to hit a piece of steel in front of him, and from time to time he needed the surrounding night-light grass to radiate heat to soften the steel.

His muscles bulged high, sweat flowed down his body, his expression was intoxicated, and every time he struck, he would inject his magic into the steel.

The steel block became brighter and brighter under his striking.

Gradually, a deep golden color appeared.

At this time, he stopped and directly reached out to pick up the steel block.

But what's amazing is that the scorching temperature inside didn't burn his fingers at all. The piece of steel seemed to have self-awareness, gently "holding" Samir's fingers.

"It's finally done."

Samir sighed deeply, and then he noticed Arthur and his group next to him, with a smile on his face: "You are here just in time, come here."

He quickly walked aside and entered a small room.

Arthur and others also followed in.

As a result, I was shocked as soon as I entered, because this small room was filled with various turtle statues.

These statues are lifelike and seem to be deliberately imitating human postures, which is really eye-catching.

A turtle with a crystal on its back was sitting among the statues holding a blood-red candy, crunching and chewing. It didn't know what was going on, but it seemed listless.

"Teacher Crystal."

Samir handed it the steel in his hand: "I just made this, what do you think?"

His expression was very respectful.

"Um."

The crystal turtle calmly took the steel and looked it up and down, "It's okay."

After making its evaluation, it stepped on the ground with its short turtle feet, and a downward passage immediately appeared on the ground beside it.

It glanced at Arthur and others and asked:

"Are these people also going to learn this?"

"yes."

"Then let's go take a look first. It still depends on whether they can make those guys take notice."

After saying that, it continued to nibble on the blood-red candy in its hand. It seemed that it still had a little back pain, like an old man who had overindulged.

Arthur and the others felt more and more strange, and even Arthur was a little confused - didn't he come to learn how to make weapons and golems? Why do you feel so sneaky?

But out of trust in Samir, they followed obediently.

…

After entering the third underground floor, the environment here has undergone very obvious changes, and the surroundings are filled with blue magic flow.

There are also some cat-like guys jumping around and playing. They are not curious at all when they see someone coming and continue to play and play.

Further away, there is a small tree standing. The small tree is surrounded by various gems, and its branches are also hung with various gems.

The sparkle and brilliance from the gems simply blinded the eyes of Arthur and others. For the first time, they clearly felt why the nobles liked gems.

"Follow me and don't walk randomly."

Samir led a few people to the side of the small tree, pointed to the things placed aside and said:

"Look, this is what I want you to learn."

Several people quickly looked around, and what they saw was a pile of weapons such as swords, guns, and sticks placed on the ground.

When they saw these weapons, the weapons suddenly started to move, circling around them one by one, as if they were observing them.

They could clearly feel that these weapons were alive, just like the Warcraft they had seen before, possessing fresh vitality.

A living weapon?

Several people looked at Samir in confusion.

"This is the living weapon that Lord Croya asked me to research."

Samir's eyes were sparkling.

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