Chapter 252 Little Grete Is Going to Explode Wherever He Goes? (Night Dream Ice Ten Thousand Rewards Plus Update 8)

"Little Grete? Abducted?"

The Lord of Thunder paused with his fingertips. In the porcelain cup in front of him, there was a stream of white foaming milk rising from the side and deftly poured into the coffee cup. Being interrupted like this, the perfect swan wings pattern in the cup was tilted, and a tail immediately appeared on the outer edge of the swan's wings.

On the left hand side of the legendary mage, a silver-white quill was busy writing on its own. As the drawing of the pattern failed, the quill stopped moving, and with a snap, it lay down on the paper like a normal pen.

"Please tell me the matter in detail." The legendary mage took a sip of coffee and said slowly. Archmage Carlisle did not dare to neglect and immediately reported everything to the teacher. The Lord of Thunder listened quietly and sneered:

"it's useless."

"Old...teacher?"

"He wants to enter the Black Crow Swamp, and he has already done so. He has delayed entering for a year, which means that the school of necromancy is not interesting enough to attract him. As for playing with corpses occasionally, it is not considered a quirk for healers to play with corpses, no need Leave him alone."

Archmage Carlisle bowed his head. The Lord of Thunder ignored him and poured the failed latte art coffee into the sink. He waved his fingertips, and everything on the table started to move on its own. The coffee beans began to grind on their own, and the milk rose up and fell into the foaming cup. Then it started to be evaporated...

In the coffee cup, the white swan finally spreads its wings. The Lord of Thunder showed a satisfied look, took a small sip slowly, and nodded:

"Yeah, but we can't take it too seriously and make it seem like we don't care about him at all. In this way, I think the little guy is really going to take the path of a healer. The two advancements are breakthroughs in treatment -

When he has had enough fun, you urge him to finish the Mithril quest quickly, and then find another healing one for him to toss around. Firstly, it will distract him, and secondly, if you see what else he lacks, just stuff it into the reward of the mithril mission. "

So, when Gretel came back from the joy of dissecting corpses and planned to return to the normal rhythm, he received the urging with a confused look on his face:

Is the mithril smelting project still completed?

"Ah...it's still early, right?"

Gretel looked at the lead cloud outside the window.

As soon as winter comes, the city of Nevis is shrouded in winter rain. It rains eight out of ten days. It’s a rare day when it doesn’t rain. It was also gloomy that day, and I had a look on my face that said, “I’ll show you the rain right away.”

For Gretel, who is a homebody, bad weather means she doesn't want to go out.

"It's getting late!"

Aurora Walton, who was ordered to deliver the news, looked depressed.

His boss is really generous when he is generous, but he is also really lazy when he is lazy. Obviously the results have been achieved, but you just delayed it for a month and refused to finish it. What's the purpose?

You will get paid after completing the question!

"Boss, my senior brother has finished writing the part about electric current smelting; I have also finished writing the part about using fire gas to smelt semi-finished products. I even went to the mine a few days ago. The current monthly output is for you, boss, to take over. 10 times as much as before the subject..."

The boss just let go from the beginning. Poor him, a magician of the plasticity department, he just squatted in the mine for half a month, collecting materials, making records, and being drunk by dwarves. How easy was it for him!

With such resentment, Aurora brought a thick stack of papers and placed them in front of Gretel with a thud:

"Boss, if you read it over and see that there is nothing you want to change, can we hand it over to apply for finalization?"

Grete flipped through the ten lines at a glance - table of contents, summary, conclusion. Then, casually put the paper together:

"There's just one last part to go."

"Still bad?!"

"That's definitely not enough! - Well, tomorrow you accompany me to the forging area, and I'll see if the dwarves have come to their senses?"

The dwarves had indeed come to their senses. Grete came to the door of the forging area with a bunch of magic defenses - not because of danger, but mainly to protect him from the rain. He asked a question and saw Master Talbot's eyes light up.

Next to him, the braided dwarf guarding the entrance to the Mithril District wanted to rush forward and hug Gretel's thigh:

"Yes! Now the production can no longer increase! We are severely short of ore, and all the spare hands are used to mine, but there is still not enough!"

Lack of ore, right?

Mining efficiency is not high enough, right?

Gretel smiled confidently.

Returning to the city of Nevis, Grete immediately rolled up a bunch of things and ran to the top of the mountain. The thing he is going to make next is quite dangerous, mainly because it is easy to explode. He is reluctant to blow up his own laboratory, so of course, he will use it to harm others.

Anyway, there are so many laboratories in the Evocation Mage Tower that he can use whenever he wants. It is said that renting a laboratory also costs money, but Aurora has taken care of it for him. So far, Gretel has not earned any contribution points...

He happily occupied a laboratory, hung a "occupied" sign, and closed the door and locked it. The news soon spread to the Tower of Babel. Master Dikal shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands:

"Look, isn't this coming?"

Grete, who threw himself into a trap, didn't know that someone was talking about him in the Tower of Babel. He put enough magic defense on his body, filled half of the water in a large tank, and called to Aurora:

"Oro, freeze ray!"

Aurora Walton: "...So I'm just an ice maker?"

Complaints are complaints, but you still have to listen to what your boss says. Aurora Wharton had a stiff face and threw freezing rays into the sink until it was filled with tiny ice cubes. Then, he watched Gretel insert a test tube into the sink, and drop sulfuric acid, nitric acid, and glycerin into the test tube...

Nothing was done.

"Oh, maybe the sulfuric acid and nitric acid are not strong enough? Try again after purification..."

"Again……"

"Again……"

BOOM!

"Well, the reaction speed is too fast, slow down a little this time..."

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

Aurora Wharton went from tension to relaxation, from relaxation to numbness. Later, apart from lying next to him and regularly replenishing Grete with defensive spells, he could only numbly record the experimental process:

"One milliliter of concentrated sulfuric acid, one milliliter of concentrated nitric acid, mix thoroughly, cool to 0 degrees in the ice-water mixture... slowly add dehydrated glycerin... it exploded... Hey, it didn't explode this time?"

Aurora stretched out her head curiously, looked at the clear light yellow liquid in the test tube, and flicked an identification technique. The feedback came instantly. This time, the test tube did not explode, Aurora did:

"Boss, why are you messing with kerosene? This thing has to be sold! Do you have to work on it yourself for a long time?!"

"Huh? Someone made it?"

"That's right! This thing is super useless! It's not easy to light, so just leave it alone and I don't know when it will explode again for you! The alchemy workshop has made a lot of them and no one wants them——

But after all, it has been made. If you want it, boss, just order it! "

Gretel: "..."

Just, embarrassing.

I want to touch all these alchemy products when I have time. Who knows what random names they gave them after they made them?

However, it is more reliable to make this thing by yourself. After all, it can be taken orally as medicine. If the things you buy have too many impurities, when you take them under the tongue, take some sulfuric acid or nitric acid in your mouth...

Thinking about the consequences makes me shudder.

Gretel happily prepared a small test tube, and began to wash cotton, boil cotton, and soak cotton with nitric acid. After a round of BOOM, BOOM and BOOM, Grete looked at the results in a small box in front of him and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction:

"Auro?"

"Hey, boss!"

"Is there a place to test spells here? Well, preferably, it's free..."

"Yes, yes!"

Aurora jumped. He froze in the middle of the dance: "No money? Boss, there is no protection in places where there is no money. It's not like we don't have money now, why don't we save these few bucks?"

What a joke! The boss's Dragon Breath Hand uses a first-level spell to produce a fourth-level power. This time he wanted to try out a new idea, just in case he got another high-level one and accidentally blew it up...

The teacher can skin him alive!

Aurora tried her best to persuade her, and finally dragged her boss to the fifth floor of the Plastic Energy Tower. This level is specially reinforced with spells and is designed for mid-level magicians - that is, magicians of levels 5 to 9 - to experiment and practice magic. The first floor is divided into ten large and small rooms and a hall, with different prices and facilities to accommodate magicians with different needs.

The hall is divided into ten target lanes, and after the defensive walls are raised, they can avoid interfering with each other. The asking price is not high, only 10 contribution points per hour. The disadvantage is that if you do something, others will inevitably see it...

Because Grete asked to save money and had no requirements for confidentiality, Aurora took him to the hall. At this time, there were already people in Kujo. Aurora dragged Grete and ran over, just in time to reach the last target lane.

"Boss, boss, here! Hurry up!"

"Hey, wait!"

Someone yelled from behind. Aurora has pressed the badge to confirm the right to use the target lane. The man hurriedly hurried slowly, but was still a step too late. He couldn't help but stamp his feet:

"Hey, why did you grab it so quickly - you couldn't do it!"

He turned around and squeezed in before the barrier closed. Probably because he was in a hurry, beads of sweat were already hanging on his forehead, and they were shining one by one on his bald head. He was not in a hurry to wipe it, but lamented to Aurora:

"I thought it was for you, but you didn't use it, so you gave it to him? What a waste! A little second-level mage,...shall I change careers with you? The teacher will take the test tomorrow, and my new magic hasn't been used yet. Practice well! In this way, I will give you 20 contribution points, and you will take him to the low-level area below?"

Gretel: "..." Aren't I just too busy recently and haven't refreshed my badge? I am already a third-level mage! Level three!

He turned away and ignored that person, dragging Aurora to the end of the target lane. Dozens of stones of various hardnesses were piled on the target lane, large and small, to serve as targets for the magicians. Grete picked out a medium-sized piece, asked Aurora to use magic to drill a hole, stuffed cotton soaked in nitric acid into it, and stuffed a long rope into it. Then, exit the target lane and throw a spark spell...

BOOM!

There was a muffled sound. The stone fell apart.

very good!

Trial production successful!

Gretel waved his fist happily. Next to him, the bald mage continued to pause:

"Brother, aren't you? It's just such a little power, much smaller than the blazing ball. It's worth coming to the intermediate area... Hey, please give it to me. Really, I'll give you 40 contribution points! 40 ! It’s already 4 times!”

This guy is so annoying... Grete and Aurora looked at each other. Aurora winked:

Or give it to him? Are you okay?

No! Don't let it go! It will take me up to an hour! Hey, do you want to make a bigger noise?

Gretel thought for a moment. A flash of inspiration arose, and he carefully put on the crocodile leather gloves and held the black cotton through the gloves. Concentrate, activate the spell model, use cotton soaked in nitric acid as the casting material, and release magic——

Blazing ball!

The second-level magic of the evocation system! I just learned it after my mage level reached level three!

A rolling fireball as high as his eyebrows came out of his hand and rolled forward quickly. Grete was overjoyed and was about to command it to rise and continue moving forward——

BOOM!

The fireball shrinks, expands, and explodes. Fierce waves of air swept across all directions!

Grete fell down reflexively! Aurora looked horrified and set up two barriers in succession without blocking them. The bald mage then threw out a force field wall, which managed to block the air wave and prevent the high-temperature gas from spraying onto his face. In a hurry, the glistening beads of sweat on his forehead were all thrown away by him:

"It's a secret! What kind of magic are you doing - the third-level fireball technique is not as strong as this!!!"

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