News that Feich St. Hall stepped down as Chief Advisor of Minas Ishire spread like wildfire, causing... a little splash in the territory. At most, ordinary people have only heard of a chief advisor, and what he did was beyond his understanding. Re-mining quarries, planting potatoes, and building roads were all Feich's decisions, but the actual operation was Eddie, and even this major project of strategic teleportation array was Eddie.
In most people's impression, Feich's name is associated with the magic school. After all, his advertising slogan "Learn Magic Ice Peak Fortress to Find Feich" was associated with the legendary story of the double champion of the Holy Trinity Castle Martial Arts Competition. Through the singing of the minstrels, it is very famous in all the taverns of Minas Ishir. He is the principal of the magic school, which is Feich's greatest "fame".
Before the news spread, Feige took the initiative to find Eddie and told her about the matter. She thought she would be anxious and angry, but she didn't expect Eddie to be justified. "The chief consultant is a kind of constraint for you, and the count is what you should bear. Besides, the elves are never trustworthy. Dideret is the better of them, but they are still too stubborn and have no ability to do things flexibly. Okay, don't be sad about this matter, it's over."
"Are you comforting me?" Feiqi's eyes widened.
"Of course not, how could I have such an idea. But if you don't have to be the chief consultant now, you can save a lot of time, right? Go to the strategic teleportation array with me, and the work progress over there is a bit behind, and you can use it!"
Feiqi went to the net and spent his "save time" on making standard magic rune boards. This is a boring and monotonous job. In addition to the highest proficiency in magic rune drawing, the rest is to continuously consume and restore mana, thereby slightly increasing the personal maximum mana.
"I don't want to do this..." Feiqi complained to Eddie while working skillfully. After all, the latter wrapped his hands in front of his chest and stared at him like a supervisor. "And you didn't realize that I was two or three times more efficient than others? This means I didn't need to do such repetitive practice long ago! Isn't this grabbing someone else's job?"
"Don't complain, this is your business. Most of the money you earn in the future is yours. What's there to complain about for yourself?" Eddie snorted: "Since I started to manage the business, I have gradually understood that how to distribute profits determines the mood of working. If you are the boss, you want to not sleep every day and work every day, that is called career and sentiment; if you just get money by item, just like those mages of the Mysterious Mist, you definitely don't want to work every day. That is, you have no slaves in the model. If you are a slave in other places who can only eat enough no matter how you do it, and you don't even have a home, then he will definitely not want to do anything."
"Hey, your ideological awareness is actually quite high! So which method do you think is the best?"
"I am following the Earl now and can have my own shares. Of course, I hope that others are slaves. But in the long run, slavery is not conducive to making money and will definitely be eliminated. Then I will take a step back and hope that others will work hard with the enthusiasm of shareholders and then get piece-based rewards. Hehe..."
"Don't hehe, your idea is not very good." Feiqi was about to say a few more words, but noticed that the students from the magic school were gathering around him. He probably wanted to see how he made the standard rune array himself. As the principal, he immediately sat upright, smiled, full of work enthusiasm, and patiently and meticulously imparted his experience to the students.
There is absolutely no complaint.
Eddie also discovered this, so whenever Feiqi appears on the construction site of the teleportation array, she will immediately arrange a few students to come and ask for advice. In this way, Feiqi is embarrassed to be lazy and can also carry out education work in the magic school while promoting the construction of the array.
When working in the mortal world, Feiqi can only find opportunities to rest in hell - which sounds unacceptable. You must know that the siege weapon camp is also a large workshop, and the jingling sounds here have never been cut off. However, Feiqi noticed that even if he did not take the lead in the work, the work efficiency here is much higher than that of Minas Ishir's teleportation magic camp. This is understandable. After all, the devil's laws are very strict and cannot complete the work on time and with quality. The suffering of flesh, soul torture and death will ruthlessly descend on those people. In this environment, the devils are fine, basically coming from inferior demons, and they are used to being tortured, and can also vent their tyrannical emotions to their lower-level devils. For adventurers from other worlds, especially craftsmen, the accumulated emotions are very dangerous - fortunately, there are endless wars and blood peddlers here.
Slaves can be bought in the blood seller market. Their status changes with the owner's wishes, and the lowest can be like a bad demon. Feiqi noticed that many craftsmen have their own slaves. Everyone treats slaves differently, but that is the difference between cruelty and very cruel. Each slave has a bronze collar on his neck, and the runes formed by the power of hell rules are engraved on it, which can be punished with various efforts. The best slave collar, the slave owner only needs to move his mind to give pain, electric shock, continuous torture or stun. Of course, "kill" is the default option, and it is also available in advanced collars.
Kazmuk had no slaves, he had no apprentices, and he did everything by himself. This way of being alone was quite rare. Whether he didn't like slavery or didn't want others to secretly learn his skills, Fei Qi directly stood in front of him because he was the camp commander.
The fire was burning, and the silver-white metal mixture was quietly lying in the crucible, constantly being roasted. The fire dwarf pinched the elemental gem powder, and sprinkled the powder into the mixture like a chef seasoning food, and then slowly stirred with a tungsten rod. The stirring continued for nearly an hour - Feiqi kept staring at him - Kazmuk poured the metal liquid that had turned into a light golden color into the mold, pressed and waited for cooling.
"Sir," it would be strange if the fire dwarf was staring at me. "Sir, do you have nothing else to do? I have always worked hard and never be lazy. And even if I keep looking at me like this, I can't know what the formula of these items is."
"I'm not here to learn the recipe - unless you tell me that this is not a standard recipe and it's not recorded in the camp's recipe list. If I read it correctly, this is how to make Jihun Steel? What are you going to use Jihun Steel to make? It looks like a talisman."
"Sir, I really didn't expect you to actually read the camp recipe list and remember it! This is indeed the GIUG Steel, I'm going to make your amulet."
"Ah? Why did you start doing it? Didn't I give it to you a long time ago?" Feiqi frowned.
"Sir, I have not neglected it. I have made several samples before. However, the runes you gave are very unique, and the magic materials used to carve runes are also very special. Generally, the materials used to make runes are not able to bear them. There is no problem at the beginning, but a little longer, the runes will definitely have problems. I thought about it. Instead of bearing your anger at that time - I definitely can't stand it - it's better to do it from the beginning. After several experiments, I found that the soul-gasping steel is the best solution, which is that this thing is slow to make. And..." When the fire dwarf worked hard to avoid causing trouble, he was always very eloquent: "And it took a lot of energy to deal with the things in the underground warehouse before."
The warehouse of the former commander was originally a time bomb, but now it has been removed. Feiqi took away the spirit coins inside, but the remaining things were enough to satisfy everyone. There were many eyeliners in the siege camp, and complex relationships gathered into a net here. As the "only subordinate" of the "Yan Mo King", Feiqi had nothing to do. He couldn't tear it apart and didn't want to break the devil's net, so he let the net handle it by himself. There was another space bag in his pocket, containing three hundred spirit coins and one thousand soul larvae; there was also a space bag, which was prepared for his "superior", and the things inside were exactly three times that of the front.
Everyone was satisfied, but except for Feiqi, no party could be "specially satisfied", which means that there was no reason or motivation for anyone to change the status quo. Feiqi, the commander, has removed the word "agent", and the three catapult combat captains have also accepted their fate. As long as those barb demons can stick to their posts and work hard for five years, two of them can be promoted to the next class. This is not a "scheme" to kill three soldiers, but a normal practice in hell. Feiqi just smiled and would not care about it at all.
However, the atmosphere of the war gradually became stronger, and the demons appeared near the battlefield more and more frequently, chaotic and bravely giving away heads. This time it seemed to be a war. The commander of the PF war zone had issued a combat alert order, and all preparations were carried out according to the second level standard. There was a level above the second level, but the first level was used to deal with the Angel Legion, and the highest standard for fighting with the demons was level 2. Feiqi was also a little nervous. He was worried that if the battle started and Kazmuk died, then what he wanted would be gone? So he came to supervise the worker himself.
"How are the preparations for the devil cannon? I saw that your craftsman camp is busy, but no one cares about that cannon. What's going on?" Since Feich discovered that Kazmuk always talks more when he was forced, he has been maintaining pressure. "There are people who can be hired in the Blood Sales Market. Yesterday I saw three young mages selling themselves. Buy more people to work, and hurry up and prepare for the battle!"
"Sir, if the novices are asked to deal with combat readiness, they lack experience and poor discipline, which will only make the situation worse. I will definitely be among the people who are punished at that time. Slaves in places like the Blood Sales Market, who have not been whipped by three hundred whips are not valuable." Kazmuk shook his head and said, "Sir, don't worry, there will be no problem with combat readiness, and it will be completed today. The progress of the devil cannon will not be delayed. I will make the amulet, which is twelve hours later, and I will personally handle that thing. Based on past experience, the demon will not..."
"Why does it take so long for twelve hours? After the materials are solved, it won't take long to carve those runes? Jihun Steel is not a particularly hard thing. Do you want to be lazy!"
Kazmuk felt that this commander was the most difficult thing he had to serve in a century. "The engraving of soul-drawing steel is not difficult, but it has a strong ability to absorb and preserve heat, so it cools very slowly. Moreover, the engraving steel has a characteristic, which absorbs other liquids during cooling, causing its performance to be affected, so it cannot be used. It is difficult to find ice in the first layer of hell, nor can it be used for refrigerator methods."
"Wait, time is delayed in cooling?" Feiqi looked at Kazmuk and nodded, sighed and said, "Tell me earlier! When you encounter problems, seek help and solve the problem quickly is the correct way. Everything else is called laziness. As long as you cool down purely and you can't use liquids, what do you think of this cold air?"
Fitch turned his wrist and secretly used the frozen cold magic. A pure low temperature was generated in his palm. Although frost and liquid droplets appeared around, the frozen cold core itself did not require liquid, nor was it "water" magic, but "movement" magic. Kazmuk's eyes widened, and the emotions of fear and surprise erupted at the same time. As a fire dwarf, this frozen cold effect is absolutely deadly. But for a craftsman, he is very proud to be able to master fire, but master cold? What a beautiful thing!
"No problem, this is absolutely OK. As long as you can let the cold act directly on the mold. By the way, Jihun Steel will take the opportunity to emit a lot of heat, be careful."
Feiqi nodded, letting the cold cold core escape from his palm and slowly float into the air. Although the water vapor around him was thin, snow began to fall. Snowflakes formed from around the cold cold core, and disappeared when they approached Kazmuk. The fire dwarf had an intoxicated expression on his face and murmured in the Fire Elemental Language (his native language) in his mouth: "It's so beautiful..."
Mei? Feiqi was so playful that she pretended to miss her hands. "Ouch!" The cold-collar core suddenly flew towards the fire dwarf! Kazmuk raised his arms, screamed loudly, and fell to the sky with a loud bang. However, the cold-collar core slowly flew back, and fell steadily on the amulet mold amid Feiqi's rapture.
"Don't worry, I have complete control of this thing. If you want it to be bad for you, you will definitely not have time to scream or fall." Feiqi was still laughing at others the previous second, but he couldn't laugh out loud in the next second. The heat in the soul-gasing steel was quickly replaced by the cold cold core. The flames generated were not a big problem for the devil, but the consumption of mana is not that simple. The cold cold core is a spell, which depends entirely on Feiqi's support. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if it was completely lost?
When Ice and Fire are together, they will never sing, but only scream. Feiqi, who is in the ice and fire, has no other choice except to work hard to support it. He consumes a lot of mana and has to endure the high temperature. From time to time, the cold core will deform and burst out cold air. The taste can only be described as discomfort. In other words, the admiration around him, especially those from Kazmuk, can make Feiqi feel a little comfort. So is this considered a pretentious person? Or is it a matter of being worried about face?
Chapter completed!