Chapter 14 Rick repairs As an alchemist, the square-faced old man's appearance of alchemy failure and being disgraced by the explosion of the alchemy experiment was something Merger would often experience.
Moreover, although the owner of the condensate is not Merger, it does not prevent Merger from wasting expensive alchemical materials.
He feels regretful.
Merger, who loves money and loves money, sees so much expensive condensate scrapped on the ground.
Also distressed.
"Senior, you must be the owner of Rick's maintenance.
I have helped you lift the iron bucket containing the condensate.
You'd better regret it later and clean up the remaining condensate on the ground first.
Otherwise, wait With so much condensation seeping into the stone bricks, all the stone bricks were frozen and cracked."
After saying that, Merger scratched his itchy arm unnaturally.
Merger paused, "You'd better keep such precious alchemy materials like condensate in the store, otherwise it would be bad if someone with malicious intentions steals it."
In response to Moge's kind reminder, the old man with messy hair waved his hand, "It's okay, there are many people who know me in Tiancheng, and no one will steal these things."
"Oh, these are all gold coins."
The square-faced old man wearing a worn-out alchemist uniform held his head in his head.
He grabbed a handful of red powder from somewhere, sprinkled it on the stone bricks covered with condensate, and raised his head.
He looked at Merger and said, "Thank you, little friend, for helping me lift up this bucket of condensate.
Otherwise, old man, I would have lost more than this little condensate."
After the old man sprinkled the red powder in his hand, the condensate that was originally scattered on the ground suddenly condensed together when it came into contact with the red powder, and condensed into thumb-sized ice cubes.
"You're welcome."
Moge smiled slightly, looked at the scene on the ground with raised eyebrows, and asked, "This is Huo Zhenfen."
"Yes, these red powders are fire powder ground from fire stones.
It seems that my little friend is also an alchemist."
"Using fire powder that is four or five times more expensive than the condensate to absorb the low temperature of the condensate, it has achieved the effect of condensation.
This old man is really a genius.
I have to say that city people can play it.
There are Money is willful."
Merger scratched her itchy arm and was surprised.
Mog stared at the condensate that had condensed into ice cubes on the ground and the fire powder remaining on the stone bricks.
He couldn't help but clicked his tongue and sighed, thinking: "This high-end city is different from the backcountry like Blue Ear City.
The old men in the alchemy repair shop are all so rich.
You and I are not the same kind of alchemists.
I am the poor type, and you are always the rich type."
Of course the old man didn't know what Moger was thinking at this moment.
The square-faced old man raised his head and glanced at Moger with a smile.
He turned his old palm full of age spots, and a small golden bowl-shaped metal object suddenly appeared in the old man's hand. .
The old man's slender fingers gently pressed the bottom of the golden bowl-shaped object, and a very strong wind force suddenly appeared at the mouth of the golden bowl, sucking all the ice cubes on the ground into the golden bowl-shaped object.
The space in the metal bowl was only the size of a fist in Merger's opinion, but the small metal bowl in the old man's hand was like a bottomless pit, sucking all the more than twenty ice cubes on the ground into the bowl, which was truly magical.
After the square-faced old man used fire powder and a small golden bowl to clean up the condensation on the ground, the old man raised his hand, shook the small golden bowl in his hand at Mog a few times, and said with a smile: "My friend, you can tell What is this?"
"I haven't seen it before."
Mog looked at the bowl-shaped metal object in the old man's hand with dazzling eyes.
"However, the bottom of this small golden bowl should have reverse wind formations engraved on it.
I just don't know if there is a space type at the bottom of the bowl.
The magic circle."
"My little friend, are you curious about how the ice cubes disappeared from the bowl?"
The square-faced old man raised his brows, tapped the small golden bowl in his hand, and asked Mogu who looked curious.
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The old man saw Moge's twinkling eyes and raised his head with a smile, "My little friend, it's a bit wasteful to place a space magic circle on such a gadget that collects garbage."
The square-faced old man showed the front and back sides of the bottom of the bowl to Merger's eyes, "The bottom of the bowl is connected with a compression alchemy array and an adsorption array.
The compression array is responsible for compressing the volume of garbage and reducing the size of the garbage.
It takes up space, and the adsorption array is responsible for adsorbing the garbage in the bowl.
When the garbage stored in the bowl is full, just close the adsorption array and the garbage stored in the bowl can be poured out. " As he spoke, the old man pressed his nimble fingers on the bottom of the bowl a few times, and a few ice crystals the size of salt grains fell out of the bowl and landed in the old man's hand.
And these ice crystals the size of salt grains are the condensate ice cubes that were just sucked into the bowl.
"However, regarding the reverse wind formation, my friend, you are a bit wrong."
The old man tapped his fingers on the wall of the metal bowl a few times and continued: "If the reverse wind formation is drawn at the bottom of the bowl, then it will be stored in the bowl.
The garbage will block the flow of wind."
Hearing this, Moge frowned and fell silent, and the hand that was scratching his arm stopped moving.
After Mog carefully observed the small metal bowl in the old man's hand, he said: "The position of the reverse wind formation is at the mouth of the bowl, right?"
"Yes."
The old man glanced at Moger with admiration, but then he seemed to suddenly remember something.
He immediately raised his eyebrows and asked Moger: "Little friend, you were the one who held this cursed gold barrel just now.
Are you up?"
"Yes."
Seeing Mog nodded, the square-faced old man showed a shocked expression, "My little friend, you are very strong.
This cursed gold bucket specially contains condensate, but it is very heavy.
Last time, in order to put this bucket of condensate, I placed it on the door.
It absorbs natural light, but it took three five-star body refiners to lift the cursed gold bucket."
The square-faced old man gave Mog a thumbs up in surprise and praise, "Little friend, help the old man again and move this cursed gold barrel to the door of my shop."
"Okay."
Mog nodded, hugged the wall of the bucket with both hands, and picked up the cursed gold bucket that was half a man tall.
However, because the cursed gold bucket is too heavy, weighing four or five times more than the city defense shield, Merg's expression looked very difficult when he was carrying the cursed gold bucket.
Moge, whose strength was already comparable to that of a six-star fighting master, had to move something with such difficulty for the first time.
"Little friend, do you want to know why this cursed gold bucket is so heavy?"
Seeing Moge slowly move the cursed gold bucket back to its original place, the square-faced old man smiled slightly and asked.
After moving the cursed gold barrel back to the door of the old man's alchemy repair shop, Moge clapped her hands and moved her shoulders a few times.
However, when he heard the seductive question from the square-faced old man, Moge suppressed the curiosity in his heart, raised his head and glanced at the sky, and said with a somewhat embarrassed look: "I have something else to do now, so I'd better wait until the next time the boy comes to ask me.
Please ask for advice."
Seeing the old man's disappointed expression, Moge bowed slightly apologetically to bid farewell to the old man, and then hurriedly walked towards the direction of the Star Courtyard that Taihu had informed earlier.
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