Chapter 13 I just want to show off There was a long silence, and the alchemy cabin was already filled with smoke and smoke.
"The magic circle inside this pipe is a magic circle about temperature, right?"
Finally, Moge, who had been staring at the pipe, raised his head, as if he hadn't seen the smoke filling the room, and asked the old man directly.
Hearing Moge's voice, the old man with half-closed eyes raised his eyelids and waved his hand, and the smoke that filled the room instantly dissipated.
When the smoke no longer blocked his view, the gray-bearded old man nodded to Merg.
"That's not right."
Merger shook his head.
"This is not a simple temperature array.
The alchemical circuits in the pipe are of different thicknesses, and the temperature array depicted is also more complex.
This makes the temperature generated by the array inside the pipe unstable, and the temperature will change with the growth of the tobacco. " Seeing the old man nodding, Merger looked back and said to himself: "Furthermore, the temperature array senses the temperature generated by burning tobacco, and changes the temperature of its own array based on the different temperatures of the burning tobacco.
Produces a complex heat network, allowing the tobacco to burn more fully and perfectly.”
"Wonderful, this magic circle is really wonderful."
"There is also a magic array inside the pipe that can produce water mist.
This array also senses the burning temperature of the tobacco and complements the temperature array inside the pipe, so that the tobacco in the pipe can produce more fragrant smoke. ” "No, there is only one driving circle inside this pipe, but there is no driving slot.
Where does the energy to drive the magic circle in the pipe come from?"
Seeing that Merger was talking to himself as if he was possessed, explaining himself and denying himself, the gray-bearded old man blew out a cloud of smoke and lost no time in saying: "Old man, I still consume this little magic power that drives the pipe.
It’s worth it.”
"Why didn't I think of this?
The pipe is not a battle armor.
The pipe requires much less energy to drive the array than a battle armor.
It does not require magic crystals to assist in driving."
"The driving circle at the mouthpiece of this pipe is driven by magic power."
"It only takes some magic power or other energy to successfully activate the magic circle in the pipe."
"How much magic power is required?"
As he spoke, Merger slowly transferred the magic power in his body through the driving array in the cigarette holder into the magic array in the pipe.
When the magic power in Merg's hand flowed into the pipe, the temperature on the surface of the pipe did not change, and it still felt cold to the touch.
However, the temperature inside the pipe gradually increased.
Obviously, there was still a good temperature isolation circle inside the pipe.
"The magic power of a one-star magician can activate the alchemy circle in the pipe."
Merger tried to change the amount of magic power input into the pipe, but the temperature generated by the magic circle in the pipe did not change.
An excited smile appeared on Moge's lips.
It seemed that her guess was correct.
Changing the input amount of magic power does not change the temperature generated by the alchemical array in the pipe.
This just proves that the temperature generated by the magic array inside the pipe is changed by sensing the degree and temperature of the burning tobacco in the pipe. and regulation.
At this moment, there is no shredded tobacco in the pipe.
Merger just activated the magic circle in the pipe.
Therefore, without burning tobacco, the magic circle inside the pipe cannot sense the burning temperature of the tobacco, and cannot adjust and change the temperature generated by the circle accordingly.
At the same time, because there is no shredded tobacco in the pipe, the magic circle that can produce water mist in the pipe is not activated by the magic power input from the outside.
It seemed that several of Merger's initial guesses about the pipe were correct.
Regarding the magic circle inside the pipe, Merger could only see some superficial knowledge in a short time.
Some of the more subtle changes were still not clear to Merger in a short period of time.
After all, the level of the alchemist who refined this pipe was much higher than that of Merger.
However, one thing Moger is certain of is that there is no problem with this pipe either in its exterior craftsmanship or in its internal alchemy circle.
In other words, this pipe has been well maintained, and apart from a few more smoke stains, there is nothing left to repair.
"There is nothing wrong with this pipe, why do you want me to repair it?"
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Merger was a little puzzled.
She didn't understand why the old man asked him to repair this pipe that had no problems.
The alchemy level of this pipe has far exceeded that of Merger.
If Merger hadn't seen some records of related alchemy in his notes, Merger wouldn't even be able to understand the surface of the magic circle inside this pipe.
Moreover, if there were some problems with this pipe that Merger couldn't see, it would be impossible to repair it with Merger's level of alchemy.
"There's nothing wrong with this pipe."
The gray-bearded old man's face wrinkled and he blew out a cloud of smoke with a smile, "I just want to show off."
Hearing this, Moge rolled his eyes and said, "I bet you are just here to entertain me."
"No way, no way."
The gray-bearded old man squinted his bright little eyes, his eyes full of smiles.
I don't know if he is feeling funny about his prank, or if there are other reasons.
"Do you still have tobacco, the kind you just smoked?"
"Of course, let me give it to you.
Do you want to further verify your conjecture?"
Merger took the tobacco from the old man and put it into his pipe, but did not answer.
Merger put the tobacco mixed with spices into the bowl, and knocked the pipe in his hand a few times to make the tobacco in the pipe more compact.
Mog recited the magic spell of fireball, and a fireball the size of a walnut danced on his fingertips.
Seeing some fickle fireballs in Mog's hands, the gray-bearded old man curled his lips and said, "That's a crappy fireball."
Ignoring the ridicule of the gray-bearded old man, Merger lit the tobacco and at the same time input magic power into the pipe to activate the alchemy circle in the pipe.
Mog shook his hand to extinguish the fireball technique in his hand, and at the same time took a strong drag on the cigarette holder.
He opened his mouth and blew out a cloud of rich and fragrant smoke, and Moge looked a little enjoying it.
"You have to pay two gold coins for the Dragon Elephant Glue used in the pipe inspection just now."
This time it was the old man's turn to roll his eyes.
Hearing Mogu's words, the old man in red robe was so angry that his beard stood up, "What did you say, brat?"
In the smoke, Moge's expression was still very calm, "I said, you need to pay two gold coins."
"A bucket of Dragon Elephant Glue doesn't cost more than two gold coins.
You want to trick me, brat.
Although I'm old, I still have the strength to teach you a lesson."
The gray-bearded old man rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was about to take action.
"The prices here are always on the expensive side.
Didn't you ask when you came here?"
He was joking.
He knocked on the door for a long time and woke himself up at noon, just to show off the pipe.
How could Merger let this old man fool him so easily.
"What about my cut tobacco?
Old man, all my cut tobacco is sold for gold coins," the gray-bearded old man said while blowing his beard and staring.
"As you said, it's just to verify the conjecture."
"you" Moge weighed the two gold coins in his hand, and reluctantly returned the pipe to the old man with gray beard.
He waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go.
This time I'll give you an advantage.
I'm going to catch up on my sleep.
Old man, you'd better go elsewhere."
Let’s continue to show off.”
The old man with a gray beard who had already walked out of the door raised his long beard again when he heard Mogu's words saying something unworthy of a beating from behind him.
The old man turned around and raised his hand to say something, but Mog had already closed the door.
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The old man moved his lips a few times, but he didn't know what he said, but it was obviously not something good, and then he turned around and left angrily
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