Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 129 Spiritual Printing Press

Xingluo did what he thought and went straight to the fifth floor of the Alchemy Tower. When the people around saw that the young man had once again stepped onto the fifth floor, they no longer felt jealous, but only deep awe. When someone is a little stronger than you, you will feel jealousy and even hostility, but when someone is much stronger than you in every aspect, there will only be awe and fear.

The fifth floor was installed with a space teleportation device that only Xingluo could use. As long as he injected space magic, he could reach each floor directly without having to climb up one floor after another like he did at the beginning and waste time. After all, with his current financial resources, time is a more precious thing. He has begun to exchange money for time, which is a world of difference from the beginning when he still needed to hunt and peel fur for money.

Moreover, he did not want to let the alchemists know of his arrival at any time. If he had not just satisfied his vanity, he would have teleported directly to the fifth floor. He was the only one on the fifth floor. After all, level 5 alchemists were not everywhere, and the Sky City could not recruit such people. Some resources were firmly in the hands of the big families. As soon as the level 5 alchemists appeared, they would be snatched away by the four major families. After all, alchemists were not like mages. They could generate endless wealth, especially those of high levels, which could no longer be measured in money.

Xingluo looked at the spacious alchemical laboratory, which was like a small square, filled with a large number of alchemical devices and bottles and jars. He couldn't help feeling a little proud, and picked up a piece of parchment and began to draw.

"How can I convert my spirit into words and write them on paper?" Xingluo fell into deep thought. He didn't know how much time had passed before his frown relaxed a little and he threw aside the parchment that he had drawn in a mess.

"Let's take it step by step and modify the magic printing machine we made before." Xingluo let out a long sigh and started to draw.

Then Xingluo took out the printing press he had made before and began to change the power device according to the blueprint. He used to make a hand-cranked printing press, and he planned to change the power to a magic core drive. In this way, even a weak young lady could use it to do things.

The two most critical issues about this thing are how to receive mental power and how to form specific words.

Xingluo trapped himself for more than half a month because of this incident. When he was hungry, he would just eat some compressed food, and when he was thirsty, he would just eat a tasteless water ball.

Other members of the Sky City Mercenary Group admired Xingluo very much, this guy was so busy that he forgot to eat and sleep. A wizard who didn't believe in superstition also wanted to give it a try, so he locked himself in the house and put a lot of food in his ring, intending to follow the example of the leader. However, he didn't persist for a few days and was tortured to death by the boredom and boredom. A week later, the disheveled wizard came out. Since then, the Sky City Mercenary Group has had a chatterbox who can talk to the wall for half a day even if there is no one around.

From then on, these self-proclaimed genius alchemists began to admire their leader from the bottom of their hearts and were no longer as relentless as they were at the beginning.

Xingluo's research and development work is reaching a critical moment. He knows that some things in this world are ready-made, but the other party will not give him this core technology for free, so he often uses some weird means to solve some problems first, and then refer to the solutions of this magical world to improve his own solutions, and by comparing with each other, he can make his achievements further.

For example, he knew that although mental power was an invisible energy, since it was energy it could affect reality. He could use his mental power to bring a beaker from a distance. So he wanted to make a machine with a large number of commonly used fonts, that is, a large-size printing press. Then, after covering it with mental power, he would lightly stroke the words that needed to be printed. Then, these words would be driven by magic power and printed out. In this way, even people with weak mental power could easily type them out with the help of magic power.

He didn't know how others in this world did it, at least it was the only way for now. If there was a better way in the future, he could modify it at any time. So he asked the dwarves to polish a large number of commonly used character modules, and embedded them in a large printing press. When the mental power passed over these modules, it would trigger the magic circle behind them, and then activate the printer to print out the words.

Xingluo used his mental power to touch the word "Hello", and the printer started up. A large amount of steam came out. This was a device designed by Xingluo to cool the equipment, a substance somewhat similar to liquid nitrogen.

Soon the two words were printed out, and Xingluo breathed a sigh of relief. After half a month of hard work, he finally made something that could be used. However, he always felt that the device was a bit big. Putting so many words in one machine was really bloated.

Xingluo leaned back slightly, thinking that he could learn from the Mercenary Guild's magic transmission network. In that case, he only needed to place the device at a remote end to transmit the required information to various intelligence stations. However, he had always been a little confused about the magic network and didn't know how this thing was transmitted. In order to improve his own intelligence system, Xingluo planned to go to the Mercenary Guild to experience it carefully.

Xingluo did what he thought. As soon as he came out of the alchemy tower, he went straight to the portal. This portal could teleport to the suburbs of the city, but it was only one-way at present. After all, if people from outside could teleport in casually, it would be equivalent to bypassing those terrifying traps set by Xingluo.

As soon as Xingluo teleported away, Xi followed. He was not used to being harassed by Fatty for a long time, so when he saw him come out, he hurried over. But he was still a step too late. "Hmph, this guy really doesn't care about anything when he is busy." A somewhat resentful cat's cry sounded in the middle of the night.

As soon as Xingluo arrived at Luoshen City, he went straight to the Mercenary Guild. He took out his mercenary handbook with a golden letter S embossed on it. Now he is an S-level mercenary and has extremely high privileges in the Mercenary Guild. For this neutral organization, he will also make friends with some powerful people and powerful organizations. After all, more friends mean more paths, and this is applicable everywhere.

An S-rank mercenary group leader was already enough for the top leaders of the Mercenary Union to personally receive. The one who came was an old man with some gray hair. "Hello, I am Brook, the vice president of the Luoshen City Mercenary Union and the leader of the Sky City Mercenary Group. I wonder what's the matter with visiting you so late at night?"

Apparently, his identity had been known by the other party. Xingluo quickly stood up to greet him, "So it's Vice President Brooke. There are indeed some things that I don't know whether I should say or not."

Brooke secretly complained, "Since you are here, why don't you just leave without saying anything?" But he said with a smile on his face, "You can say it anyway."

Xingluo first revealed his identity as an alchemist to the other party. A six-pointed star badge made the other party secretly frightened, and his attitude became more enthusiastic.

"To be honest, I have been writing a paper on the transmission of magic network recently. I just got to the key point but still have no clue. I have heard for a long time that the Mercenary Guild has the most powerful magic network in the world, so I came to ask your guild for advice."

Brook's heart skipped a beat. This kind of magic network can't be called confidential, after all, it is often used. But it seems a bit inappropriate to expose these things to the other party. After all, he has never met anyone interested in this thing before. It is difficult to answer for the time being, but since the other party has come, he must tell him. There are few S-level mercenaries, and the other party is the leader of an S-level mercenary group. There is also the six-pointed star badge that makes him secretly frightened. He really can't refuse it outright, so he bowed slightly and said, "I can't make the decision on this matter. Please wait a moment."

Brooke walked out after he finished speaking. Xingluo knew that the vice president must have gone to ask the person who could make the decision. He picked up a cup of black tea from the table and took a sip. The fragrance instantly filled his mouth. He secretly praised, "As your status rises, your treatment is getting better and better. If I tell this as an F-level mercenary, I might be kicked out directly."

Brooke came back not long after. Instead of sitting down, he made a gesture of invitation, "Captain Xingluo, let me take you to visit our magic network."

Xingluo was delighted. He didn't expect the other party to agree so quickly, so he stood up quickly and said, "Thank you very much. I'm sorry to bother you so late at night."

"It's okay. I'm on duty right now. Please follow me." Brooke took the lead and walked forward.

Xingluo followed the other party, secretly surprised along the way. This narrow road was covered with magic traps. The magic fluctuations that flashed with a mysterious luster were like demons, waiting for an opportunity to devour people, making Xingluo's scalp tingle. Fortunately, they were all dispelled by Brook in advance. Xingluo made a rough estimate and thought that even a great magician would be skinned if he forced his way in.

In this alien continent, there are always cases of people killing people above their level. Neither mages nor knights can keep their shields up all the time. People always relax sometimes, and that's when the killers come into play.

Traps are one of the props commonly used by killers, which can help them kill people above their level. A killer who sets traps is scary, which can not only increase the success rate of the mission, but also help you.

A killer is different from a thief. One is good at killing people, while the other is good at deciphering relics.

Xingluo followed him slowly underground. The pale yellow lights along the way made the passage seem even darker.

I don't know how long I went deep underground, but Xingluo could vaguely hear the sound of some machine gears turning in the distance. Sure enough, after walking a few meters down, my view suddenly opened up. This was a room covering an area of ​​dozens of square meters. In the center was a machine that flashed with a mysterious magical luster. The sound just now was made by this thing.