Chapter 1150 Go to a Bigger Market and a Bigger Mine

Della Van Locia stood quietly in front of the mine, her eyes lowered and motionless.

The mountain wind howled, rushing all the way from the pass between the two mountains, making her sleeves and robe corners rattle. However, not one of the female elf's brilliant silver hair danced wildly in the wind. At best, only the tips of the hair could be seen swaying slightly.

It is obvious that this elf spellcaster has reached a very sophisticated level of control over his own energy.

It was quiet. Idian, Gretel, and Cerela stood in a row, blocking the surrounding natives intentionally or unintentionally.

Bernard stood further away, his arm resting on Appa who had returned to his original shape. The huge body of the Silver Moon Deer was like a high wall. Just standing there could suppress the nearby natives from uttering a sound:

Aya Manke, the servants brought by this little nobleman, the stewards of the mine, the miners who have not yet entered the nearby mines, and even the peasant women who do menial work in the mine, cook and wash the miners, all stand tall From a distance, he was looking around dozens of steps away.

Men and women, old and young, no one dared to make a sound. Even the rows of alpacas were pacified by servants, lest they scream and offend these noble and strange outsiders.

——Although alpacas are usually very quiet and rarely shout...

Such a quiet environment is actually dispensable for high-level spellcasters like Luo Xia. However, it is undeniable that it does provide convenience for Gretel:

As soon as the earth element appeared, Gretel held his breath and concentrated, extending his mental power. Well, although the earth element is getting farther and farther away from her, there has always been a close connection with Luo Xia. This way of connecting is very interesting...

Grete sensed it for a while, then turned his attention to the earth element. After entering the mine, the earth element seemed to have melted away. In other words, it is like a drop of ink falling into clear water, spreading outward.

Gretel raised an eyebrow. The way the earth element spreads is not spreading out evenly and steadily, but one by one, layer by layer. From a rough spherical shape, it quickly turned into a pufferfish shape, and then into an octopus shape...

Is this spreading along the veins? Or, spread out along the gaps in the veins and along the weak soil parts?

Gretel was thoughtful. The form of the earth element swimming in the veins seemed to provide him with some inspiration, but he couldn't grasp it vaguely. It seems like... maybe... maybe...

The earth element was swimming and spreading. One moment it expands to wrap something, and the next moment it contracts and condenses, continuing to move. Up, down, left, right...

Gretel was observing so much that he couldn't feel that time passed bit by bit and the sun moved from one side of his head to the other.

The other people next to me were bored. They couldn't move or talk, and they had to keep quiet. They weren't yet spellcasters, so they couldn't use the communication spell to chat without restrictions...

Youdian looks at his nose with his eyes, his nose with his mouth, and his mouth with his heart, just to exercise his patience;

Serira looked left and right, and simply positioned her role as "protecting Gretel". She pressed the long knife on her waist and tried her best to shoot around, assuming a vigilant posture for him;

Bernard shifted his weight to his left foot, then to his right foot. If you didn't have to pay attention to your image in front of outsiders, it would be possible to just sit down.

After a long, long time, Grete opened his eyes and whispered: "Okay." Cerira breathed a long sigh of relief, finally let go of her right hand, and leaned towards him impatiently:

"How? How?"

"Shh..."

Grete put her finger to her lips, signaling her to keep her voice down. He turned his attention to the six-pointed star, and soon, the round-headed earth element emerged from the center of the six-pointed star little by little. After gesticulating, he began to communicate with Luo Xia.

If the language of the earth element has a language, it is not within the translation scope of [Language Comprehension]. However, Luo Xia obviously understood what the other party meant. She nodded repeatedly and smiled, communicating with the other party quite smoothly.

Soon, the earth element raised a thick and short arm and waved upward vigorously. The front end of the arm suddenly exploded and turned into a cloud of yellow dust, but it did not disperse. It formed a sphere as big as a basketball in the air.

"what is this?"

Grete tried hard to guess. It didn't take long for him to see the answer: On the earth element's other arm, a small ball of borax was condensed, no more than the size of two fists.

Then, his thick and short arm turned sideways and made a strong gesture to the other side.

This is... how can such a small piece of borax be extracted from such a large piece of ore?

Grete felt that he roughly understood the meaning of the earth element. Unfortunately, he couldn't see the rest of the exchange. He could only see Luo Xia gently nodding and smiling at the earth element. Finally, he took out a piece of amber and put it in the opponent's palm.

The earth element clenched its fists, sank to the ground, and disappeared. Losia stood silent for a while, then turned to Idian and others:

"Naru said that the reserves of this vein are not large, only five hundred tons at most. If necessary, it and its companions can help extract it. To extract all the Moonlight Sand, in addition to all the magic power support we provide, we also Ten thumb-sized pieces of amber are needed.”

this……

Prospecting for earth elements, mining for earth elements... It's very good and powerful, as expected of the elves. The magic is so powerful that you can really do whatever you want...

Gretel complained silently. After finishing complaining, he started to calculate quickly again:

500 tons of ore requires ten thumb-sized ambers. If we want to pour 100,000 tons of borax this time, how many ambers will be needed? 2000 pieces?

Are the elves' inventories that rich? Or other gems can also be used to pay the bill? What is the conversion ratio to amber? One to one?

Or, the conversion between gems is not based on size, but based on the power contained within?

"Five hundred tons." Idian was concerned about another thing:

"If it's a little less, this place can only be used as a backup... It's best to find a relatively large mineral vein and get 51,000 tons back in one go... It's really troublesome to open the mine one at a time..."

Of course, even with five thousand tons or ten thousand tons of ore, he couldn't provide the earth element with the power to do the work. Even if he could provide it, he wouldn't be able to drag the borax he mined.

However, if there is such a big mine, Elder Fahim can be bothered to make a trip. Legend still has some good stuff in his hands...

"Okay, I've remembered this place. Thank you for your hard work, Luoxia, let's go to the next place!"

The next place is a small city. Although in Gretel's eyes, this crap is not much bigger than a town, but according to Aya Mank's introduction, this is indeed a city:

"This is Bamba City, the largest city nearby and the largest market nearby." When deciding on the next stop, Aya Manke introduced them to them:

"If you can't buy what you want here, then you can only go to the royal capital..."

They followed the river valley to the west. To Gretel's expectation, the water volume of the river here was quite large, and could almost be called surging: even when walking on the mountain path at a high altitude, the sound of gurgling water still filled their ears.

But the river valley is still too steep and sparsely vegetated to retain that much water. To this end, people built many irrigation canals, allowing water from upstream to spread along the irrigation canals and flow into the farmland.

Large expanses of cotton fields spread out along the river valley, and soft cotton bolls covered the hillside. Serila stepped forward curiously, picked one and broke it open, feeling a little surprised:

"Gretel, this cotton is pink!"

"Yes, the cotton here is pink." Yudian took a few steps slower, turned back and approached:

"Not only are there pink ones, but there are also blue ones, yellow ones, and all kinds of colors. Natural colored cotton - let me tell you a secret. These cottons of various colors were made by a senior elf who was bored. It was spawned. Do you want another color?"

Cerela nodded quickly. Natural colored cotton! Although she doesn't often wear cotton clothes, these soft and plump cotton bolls are very interesting to look at!

Idian smiled slightly. He pointed at Grete casually:

"Come on, tell him what color you want and let him give birth to you."

Gretel was suddenly slapped with a blame:? ? ?

I haven't offended you recently, have I?

Why did this job suddenly fall on me?

"You are also a nature walker." Youdian spread his hands confidently:

"Natural walkers and spell casters can produce cotton of various colors. Can you still be stumped? - It's time for you to find some plants to practice your skills. The medicine that Elder Fahim usually uses cannot be collected at the moment. He gave birth to it easily!"

Gretel turned his head silently. You say, if I want to cure malaria or something, I can go find a bunch of wormwood or other wormwood and ask them to enrich me with artemisinin, then forget it. Just for the sake of looking good, let me spawn colored cotton?

Brother, that’s not the case!

In an agricultural society, the direction of the river indicates the direction of the gathering place. After two days of walking along the river valley, a city spread out in front of them.

To Gretel's expectation, this city called "Bamba" did not have a huge stone square or a towering temple. Instead, there were huge mounds——

It was a much larger and flatter mound than what Grete had seen among the bison tribe on the back of the New World.

There are no stone carvings, no reliefs on houses or columns, and no paintings. What caught Gretel's eye were the various colorful textiles:

Dozens of inch-wide colorful ribbons surrounded the wooden posts on all sides;

Bright flags were erected on the roofs, rustling in the wind;

Curtains with bright patterns hang down from the eaves, covering the wide window lattice...

In contrast, the fabrics on the pedestrians walking by the roadside, especially those poor people with yellow faces and skinny muscles, only had a dull white color.

Those who are covered with silkworms are not silkworm farmers.

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