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Chapter 408

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Sure enough, this microwave has been enchanted as well?

Or perhaps he should ask another question: Was there anything in this villa that hadn't been enchanted …

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help wiping at his sweat. He had actually seen a lot of enchanted magic treasures in the Wang family's small villa, from the fridge, the air conditioner, the washing machine, the toilet, the wardrobe, the rice cooker … it seemed that nothing had escaped the net. As for this enchanted microwave, this was Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's first time seeing it …

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal didn't know whether these enchanted furniture had any destructive power, but they were definitely very practical. Even if some of the furniture was just a decoration after being enchanted, these enchanted furniture might look like tuatara clams. They looked useless, but they were awesome!

Staring at the microwave, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal sank into deep thought.

Then, his thoughts were quickly interrupted by the "ding" of the microwave.

What the hell?! That was it?

It hadn't even been two minutes!

The corners of Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's lips couldn't help twitching as he struggled to restrain his urge to complain.

The Magnetic Stone was one of the harder metals used in artifact forging. If it was smelted in a normal artifact forging furnace, it would require a spirit flame as the medium to control the temperature of the furnace to be around 15,000 degrees Celsius and burn it for about four hours before it could be successfully smelted …

But now, Wang Ling had tossed the magnetic stone into the enchanted microwave, and it had been smelted in just two minutes.

If word of this got out, who knew how many weaponsmiths would cough up blood in front of their crafting furnaces …

Very good!

It was very scientific!

He turned on the microwave and used the Gravitation Spell to draw out the metal liquid from the successfully smelted magnetic stone. After it was smelted, the metal liquid was a grayish-gold color with a faint luster.

Wang Ling controlled the liquid metal to condense it into the shape of a ball in the air, which slowly floated in the air.

"Brother Ling, what's the success rate of refining like this? Is there a chance of failure? "Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

This refining speed was really too fast. If the success rate was still high at such a fast speed … that would really be abnormal! This was like buying 20 Weapon Enhancement Scrolls with the remaining money in the game and directly enhancing them to + 20 in one go … Under normal circumstances, regardless of whether it was refining or enhancing, it was a matter of chance.

Since there was a chance of success, there was naturally a chance of failure …

It was said that Fatty Luo had failed countless times in order to refine the pig armor.

"I won't fail."

Wang Ling stared at the ball of liquid metal floating in the air as he replied telepathically.

A hundred percent success rate?

Hearing this, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal sucked in a cold breath of air. He already didn't dare show too much astonishment for fear that the green-furred dog crouching at his feet would mock him.

In fact, although the success rate of the Great Weapon Refining Technique was very high, there was a certain chance of failure. The reason why he was so certain and confident that he wouldn't fail was that he still had the effect of the "Great Fortune Spell" from a few days ago.

Wang Ling had activated this spell for Father Wang's lucky draw previously, and its effects still hadn't faded.

After the "Great Fortune Spell" was activated, it would last for ten days. Because he wasn't very used to this spell, Wang Ling had always put it on the back burner.

Now that it was used in conjunction with the Great Weapon Refining Technique, it was completely a fluke.

If these two spells were used together, the success rate of refining a weapon would directly increase to the point where it would be difficult to fail!

Unlike ordinary refining steps, when Wang Ling used the Great Weapon Refining Technique to refine a weapon, there was a special step, and that was "molding."

Compared to other weaponsmiths, who relied purely on their hands to refine weapons, Wang Ling relied purely on meditation …

Then, Wang Ling stood in front of the floating ball of liquid metal and formed a seal with both hands.

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal saw a ball of light emerge from the seal and gradually seep into the ball of liquid metal.

"What type of ring is Brother Ling refining?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was very curious as he watched from the side.

There were different types of magic rings, and there were also many magic rings that had a built-in space … Those magic rings sold on the market now, if they didn't have an independent space in them, they would be embarrassed to say that they were magic rings. If a person could be stored in a ring, that would be even rarer!

Loopy Toad took out a weapon-refining atlas with its paw, which Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal found inexplicable.

This was an old ancient book that looked unusually dignified and thick, just like those magic books in the Western world. Its cover was made of leather, and there were four ancient cultivation characters stamped on it in gold … Eight Divine Weapons.

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal usually studied ancient cultivation literature, so he could still understand this level of ancient writing.

This was indeed a weapon-refining atlas, but it actually wasn't rare at all. It was equivalent to an encyclopedia in the weapon-refining circle, one of the Four Great Masterpieces of the novel world. Not only was it widely circulated, no one even knew who the original author was …

Thus, this atlas didn't have any copyright issues at all. Major booksellers had put different editions on sale in bookstores, and it was the kind that could be bought at any random Xinhua Bookstore.

The most important thing was that while Eight Divine Weapons had a fairly comprehensive record with detailed classifications of each type of magic weapon, the magic weapons that were usually used as examples in the atlas couldn't be refined at all.

The art of refining weapons was intricate and complicated, and the slightest mistake could lead to failure. Although Eight Divine Weapons had a comprehensive record, it only gave an overview of how to refine magic weapons, and didn't have precise data … to put it bluntly, this was an incomplete atlas.

Although each of the magic weapons recorded in it was very awesome, as far as Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal knew, no one in the weapon-refining industry had been able to refine the magic weapons listed in Eight Divine Weapons.

But Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal found it a little strange. "Brother Loopy Toad, why does the packaging of this Eight Divine Weapons seem a little different from what I remember?"

Loopy Toad: "Senior Immortal, you might not know this, but this Eight Classes of Divine Weapons was the original copy that was discovered; it was a gift from a fan of Father Wang's novel. The copies made by the booksellers on the market are actually more or less incomplete, but this one is very complete! "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was surprised. "A fan of Old Senior Wang's novel?"

Loopy Toad: "That's right, it's to provide material for Father Wang's novel."

"Which novel fan … would give this kind of thing?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal broke out in a sweat.

In this day and age, it was already good enough that fans of novels did not send razor blades to the authors! Or, they would send gifts like crazy and cause trouble together, asking the author to add more chapters … Nowadays, the health of the livers of novel authors was very worrying!

Loopy Toad: "This fan is amazing, he even gave Father Wang cigars before. Ordinary people can't smoke those cigars. "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Who?"

Loopy Toad: "I can't say … I can't say …"

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "…"





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