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Chapter three hundred and forty-ninth Li Wei who defied all opinions(1/2)

"Golem Workshop? Si, ​​I heard that kid from Medney say that the internship unit he was assigned to just after graduation is the Golem Workshop, and he happened to report there today."

Iron Hammer couldn't help but show a 'you know' expression.

"Ah ha, that's quite a coincidence."

"Hey, it seems that my son still can't escape the fate of teasing your son." The old dwarf couldn't help but sigh.

"Damn it, didn't I wipe the butt of an old driver like you more often when we were in the war group?"

Herbert couldn't help being stunned and couldn't help but uttered a curse word.

Immediately, the two old comrades who had known each other for decades couldn't help but look at each other and burst into laughter.

"Here's to Zeelandia!"

"Cheers to the great Silver Dragon Lord!"

...

Zeelandia Golem Workshop.

Anthony and Medney, who were regarded by Herbert and Hammer as the future of Zeelandia, were busy preparing for the Lord's upcoming inspection, so much so that these two 'old friends' who had known each other for decades were...

Not much time to catch up on old times.

In the absence of Braska, the head of the workshop, Anthony became the temporary controller of the golem workshop.

However, in this most important meeting in decades, almost all qualified mages attended, so that only low-level mages and magic apprentices were left. How can you expect to get a 'golem driver's license' without passing the examination?

Are they going to control these golems?

So Anthony could only work with a few qualified mages to conduct a running test on all the golems, and then arrange the control of each of them to the channel to line up twice.

This step is necessary. If something goes wrong while being inspected today, it will be a big joke.

Fortunately, this meeting was much longer than they thought. It lasted for a whole day, and they still hadn't received the news that it was over.

After finally arranging everything, and feeling exhausted and exhausted, I finally had time to chat with my "old friend" Medney, who had been working hard all day.

"I said Madni, haven't you just grown up? Why did you run out to work?"

Anthony, with his silver hair, asked in a funny tone like the grandpa next door.

At the same time, I was also a little envious. More than forty years ago, they were still like children of the same age and could play together.

But as he grew older, he gradually transformed from a boy to an adult, and from an adult he became a middle-aged man like his father Herbert.

Now...standing with his father who is a dragon knight, others will probably doubt who is whose father...

Coupled with his obsession with magic research, if he hadn't taken good care of his skin, he might really look like an old man.

On the other hand, my childhood friend, the dwarf Medni, is also fifty years old this year... but he has just grown up and graduated from the Metal Smelting Department of Minas Tirith Academy...

The two were said to be old friends, but now they look more like elders and children...

What a fucking comparison!

Who knew that Medney's straightforward answer was even more damning:

"Who allowed me to have a friend like you who ages so quickly... I thought that if I don't work harder, I'll wait until I play step by step like other dwarves, learn the ancestral blacksmithing skills, and learn how to use a hammer with my father.

If you don't pay attention, you will either turn into ashes or become a legend..."

"..." Anthony almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage because he was so angry with his 'brother'.

He felt like he couldn't have a good conversation with this guy anymore, as he was afraid that if he couldn't hold it back any longer, he would open a portal and throw him to the water elemental plane for fishing.

Just when he changed the topic, he saw Medni approaching the feet of the fine steel stone golem at the end of the workshop and tapping it with his hands, making a crisp sound. Then he looked up at the statue, which was entirely made of fine steel stone.

Giant statue 'DC Harazi:

"Is such a big piece made entirely of fine steel stone? How much is it worth?"

Anthony saw that he was finally a little more 'normal', so he couldn't help but come to his side, looked at the 'giant' standing here with his head held high, and replied with a somewhat proud expression:

"The Diamond Golem is naturally made of diamond. How can this be measured in terms of money? You know, this is a legendary Golem with a construction level of at least 21.

"Any legendary golem is an unimaginably huge project, requiring at least one legendary mage or great arcanist to lead a professional team of mage for ten years of long casting.

"Do you know how much it costs to hire a legend in the market in a short period of time? It starts with at least 20,000 disaster coins.

"Maybe you have no idea about this astronomical amount of disaster coins. It doesn't matter. Have you heard of Adohed of the Silver Moon Federation? The legendary hammer in her hand, Earth Thunder Sound, is worth about 100,000 disaster coins, but

The casting cost of a legendary golem like this starts at least one million, and... it's still priceless.

"Such a large diamond can probably only be found in the 'Sky Realm' (space). It is said that the source of the materials for these diamond golems of Netheril is almost all from a person who was the founder of Netheril during the time of discovery.

A great arcanist named Oberon drove a creation called a magic ship into the galaxy space to find and bring it back. Unfortunately, that splendid era of exploration only lasted less than a hundred years and ended?"

"Why? Since there are so many treasures in the airspace, shouldn't we intensify our efforts to explore them?"

The dwarf, who was so stunned by Anthony, suddenly felt incredible.

Anthony recalled the history that Mr. Eagle told him, and replied: "According to the records in the handbook, it seems that too many results of the 'Anatomy Test' led to panic in the airspace, so that Netheril arrived.

As soon as a magic ship appears, it will be attacked. The cost of arming and maintenance of a magic ship is astonishingly high, far exceeding the income. In addition, later, they failed to invent the steering wheel of their own spaceship, so the empire at that time decided to give up.

In the territory of the airspace.”

"Spaceship steering wheel?" Medney said like a curious baby.

Anthony slapped his forehead suddenly and found that he regretted telling this idiot, so he had to explain perfunctorily: "You can understand it as similar to the steering wheel of a steam locomotive, but it is much more complicated than that."

"I really don't understand. Can I go up and have a look?"

As soon as the dwarf finished speaking, he tried to climb up, but Anthony was so frightened that he pulled him down, blowing his beard and staring in anger:

"Come down! Do you want to die? This diamond golem is the forbidden object of Master Blaska. I am not even allowed to touch it. If he finds it... humph."

Anthony decided to scare his 'old friend': "Maybe I'll take your soul out and put it into the golem..."

"Take Gerian's hammer! You know how to scare me all day long."

When Madni heard these words, his beard stood up and he said angrily: "Okay, okay, I won't touch this big treasure. I can let you study this iron thing, right?"

As he spoke, Medni climbed onto a steel golem as nimbly as a goblin, and then exclaimed as if he had discovered a new world:

"Here, there's actually a 'cockpit' like a steam locomotive? Can this thing be driven by hand?"

Anthony rolled his eyes instinctively, thinking that this is not nonsense. Just as he was about to explain, he heard a colleague say nervously and excitedly:

"Assistant Anthony! It's coming, it's coming! The minister just sent the communication technology. The lord and the big shots above are coming over here. Let's get ready."

"Copy that, don't be nervous, we've got everything ready, just go step by step."

Although Anthony was somewhat nervous when he heard the news, he was more expectant.

This golem workshop was almost the place where he spent the longest time, except for Mr. Eagle's laboratory. He watched almost every one of these golems complete the step-by-step process and finally walked out of the production line.

After so many years, these 432 steel demon statues have been accumulated. If divided into twenty battle groups, there will not be much...

The expensive manufacturing cost is second, and the lord has spared no effort in investing in this aspect.

The key is to put the mage's hard work and energy into it.

In recent years, thanks to Zelandia's gradually improving popular education system and the training of Minas Tirith Magic Academy, a steady stream of magic apprentices and mages can be injected into this golem workshop as fresh blood.

Today's golem production is getting faster and faster, and the casting technology is becoming more and more mature.

Anthony deeply believed that with this scale, this kind of output, and this kind of model, apart from Zeelandia and half of the City of Water, there was no third city-state or kingdom in Corel that could achieve this.

Because in Corell's traditional apprenticeship inheritance system, mages have always been noble and proud.

If they are asked to learn a technology from scratch, they are willing to do so.

But it is almost impossible for them to become a "magic technical engineer", a "cog" that can be replaced at any time on the assembly line like the workers in the factory.

Therefore, as a great mage who was trained under such a system, and as a vested interest, he has always had a deep attachment to Zeelandia and the Silver Dragon Lord who has only looked up at him a few times from a distance.

Be grateful.

I also silently hope that a territory like this with infinite possibilities can last forever.

He led several control mages who had assigned the authority of the Steel Golem Legion to them to the center of the hall. He looked at the workshop door along the golden red carpet, smiling, and feeling some inexplicable emotion in his heart:

'Your Majesty Levi, I, Anthony, have studied hard and struggled all my life, and finally... I can stand in front of you with my head held high and accept your review.'

Just after waiting for a while, he suddenly remembered, where is that guy Medney?

He turned around and glanced a few times, suddenly startled.

Where is that damn short guy!!!

If that jerk had appeared at the critical moment, today's review would have been a disaster!

But just when he was about to seize the opportunity to find his cheating 'dwarf brother', he saw two dragon knights entering the door first and reporting loudly on both sides:

"The lord has arrived!"

'Fake! Damn dwarf! I'm going to blast you with a fireball when you turn around!'

Anthony felt that the string in his mind was about to collapse, but he still had to force himself to calm down and bow to the mage.

"Greetings to the lord!"
To be continued...
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