The Black Gold Research Institute was divided into two types: a private research institute and an alliance research institute.
This was the frontier of Black Gold technology research. Through researching the properties of Black Gold, the research institute could apply for a patent from the alliance to achieve profits and promote the development of Black Gold technology into a virtuous cycle.
"Compared to the Elemental Sorcerers who pursue knowledge and laws, the technological system emphasizes on social cooperation and self-replication. Although the development speed is fast, it is easy to be defeated by weaknesses. At the same time, there are almost no miracles."
Grimm, who had transformed into a colorful myna, held a syringe in his hand and gently tapped it on a piece of glassware. A drop of concentrated black gold that he had seen before fell onto the glassware.
Distillation and precipitation. There were only two ways to purify black gold in this world!
This had little effect on increasing the purity of Black Gold that Grimm hoped for.
Compared to this world's research on Black Gold's structure and auxiliary energy core, the research on Black Gold purification could only be described as primitive. It seemed that rather than placing his hopes on this world, it was better for Grimm to return to the Sorcerer World and use the more advanced knowledge system to purify Black Gold.
As an accomplished sorcerer in the field of alchemy knowledge, compared to the various strange purification methods of the Sorcerer World, the distillation and precipitation purification techniques of the Black Gold World were just the instinctive operations of a group of uncivilized primitive creatures. They were crude and ugly.
"Grimm Hughes, how's your research today?"
Grimm had been in this research institute for almost a month. This female cuckoo was captivated by Grimm's cold, arrogant, and wise appearance. She had been trying to get close to Grimm these past few days. She did not hide her intention to mate.
He pushed up the frame of his spectacles.
It was also a product of Black Gold Technology. Under the manipulation of the Black Gold Gas by the blood in Grimm's skeleton, the glasses transformed into a pendant necklace. Although the Birds of the Black Gold World could not be like the high-level warriors who could control the extremely complex mechanical armors and combat weapons in detail, the civilian Black Gold Technology's control was also integrated into the bloodline of every Bird.
"It's still the same as yesterday. We can't achieve the desired properties of black gold. It should be because our distillation and precipitation technology is too insignificant to achieve the desired purity of black gold."
At this moment, the cuckoo bird was completely attracted by Grimm's indescribable aura of nobility and wisdom. Oh my god, the colorful feathers on its body were also very beautiful, it was really too enchanting!
"Hey hey, Grimm Hughes, Bijinglong Pavilion has recently launched some new products. Shall we go and take a look today?"
The cuckoo took the initiative to invite Grimm, it was indescribably playful.
At this time, there were only two people in the laboratory. The faint red light was the afterglow of the setting sun. It was warm and comfortable. For a moment, the two birds looked at each other with an indescribable ambiguity.
This feeling was similar to the time when he was a wizard apprentice. The occasional eye contact between a boy and a girl would ignite some sparks of passion.
Under those circumstances, perhaps only a few glasses of red wine would be needed to turn the sparks into towering flames that would burn everything down.
Grimm instinctively wanted to look down on the cuckoo bird with the attitude of a high-level creature and carelessly reject it. However, he suddenly sensed something. His eyes stared at the wall behind the little cuckoo bird, as if he had already seen through the layers of space and discovered something.
"Hmm, okay."
Grimm actually agreed immediately!
While the cuckoo bird was pleasantly surprised, the colorful parrot that Grimm had transformed into had an elegant and calm demeanor. After tidying up the notes on the laboratory table bit by bit, he followed the cuckoo bird out of the door.
The hover car was parked in the capsule warehouse. Although modern birds could fly with their wings, using a hover car as a means of transportation was already a fashion and a necessity. The cuckoo bird obviously came from a good family background. In just a moment, a high-class hover car drove over and stopped in front of Grimm with its beautiful curves.
* Hiss … *
The hover car door opened with the sound of the friction of the sand.
"Let's go!"
Grimm sat in the car. The core of the hover car was specially designed for the bird's body type. A layer of protective cover formed inside the car. Then, it quickly drove out of the 300-story research building and flew towards a giant tree on top of the city.
…
"Anliya cuckoo, you … Who is he?!"
In the Bijinglong Tower Giant Tree Building, Grimm, who was accompanying the cuckoo bird to appreciate the beauty and fashion of the world of black gold, was pulled back by an angry swan. This swan roared at the cuckoo bird, attracting the attention of many birds in the brightly lit building, but it quickly left.
This kind of jealousy was also a normal situation during the period of sorcerer-apprentice.
What a pity …
Grimm did not experience too much of this kind of happiness in that period of time. All he had was to explore the truth day after day. Every day was spent in self-satisfaction, but at the same time, he also lost a lot of the joy that should have been in life.
"This is …"
The cuckoo bird shouted savagely at the swan and flung the swan's wings. However, Grimm, who was in the middle, acted as if nothing had happened. After some memories were brought back by this youthful interest, his eyes looked towards the distant sky.
Outside the building, there was a sudden chaos.
All kinds of alarms sounded one after another, and the swan and the cuckoo bird finally reacted. Looking at the surrounding birds that were just leisurely strolling around, they were now full of fear and hurriedly fled under the sound of the broadcast.
"Warning, warning, this is not an act. Deathwing has arrived at the edge of Senster City. Citizens, please find the nearest civil defense measures to take refuge."
Previously, in the broadcast on the screen, the birds did not notice anything.
Although the broadcast said that wherever Deathwing passed, not even a blade of grass would grow, that was in another city, after all, and it was only a second-rate city. It did not affect first-rate cities or the whole world.
However, at this time, when Deathwing came to the city where they were located, the birds finally realized the horror of this disaster.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …
A black whirlwind of death swept past, and the black gold glass of one building after another shattered. The emerald green was dyed black, followed by a violent hurricane. Accompanied by the creaking sound of metal twisting, buildings that were close to a thousand meters tall showed varying degrees of distortion, bending, and collapse.
Wherever the shadow of Deathwing passed, only ruins were left behind.
After all, it was a level 6 creature. Hundreds of thousands of wailing heads of death surrounded by the three-legged Deathwing Crow quickly passed through the ruins on the ground. The birds that were originally protected by the black gold equipment and survived the chaos were instantly turned into dried corpses, falling straight to the ground.
Even so, the three-legged Deathwing Crow was only an arrow at the end of its flight.
Grimm looked into the distance. In the distant sky, powerful black monsters that were close to a thousand meters tall were chasing after them like buildings floating in the sky.
Needless to say, this was the ultimate combat weapon of this era of the black gold world, the Alliance, a combat weapon that had passed through infinite layers of black gold technology.
"No, no, this can't be real!"
On the highest floor of the skyscraper, the three-legged death crow was charging over from thousands of meters away. Every single feather could be seen clearly under the gazes of the hundreds of birds. This was a creature whose strength surpassed the pinnacle of Black Gold technology!?
Under the unparalleled shock, these birds, whose bodies had degenerated too much, even lost the courage to run away under the pressure of this level-6 creature.
Rumble!
The Deathwing swept past, and the Bijinglong Pavilion building was similarly unable to avoid the calamity. The metal frame inside twisted, and the building collapsed in an instant. Countless birds were heavily injured or even killed in the collapse of the building. Following that, tens of thousands of wailing heads of death aura streaked past, taking away the resentful souls of the dead.
Xiu!
Gently placing the unconscious cuckoo bird on the ground, Grimm took one last look before turning around and walking on the ruins filled with death, disappearing in a flash.
Destruction and destruction were always easier than creation and construction.
The advanced, harmonious, and flourishing city that was once shrouded in colorful neon lights was now completely reduced to ruins.
Just a level 6 three-legged Deathwing Crow carelessly streaked past, but who knew how many years of hard work and intelligence were needed to successfully build this city.
In this half a year, Grimm had more or less obtained the basic information of black gold. This three-legged Deathwing Crow should have also recognized its situation. Right now, it was just a homeless Evil God.
Pitter-patter!
On the back of the three-legged Deathwing Crow that was fleeing at top speed, thunder suddenly exploded. Following that, the human Magus Grimm's figure appeared. He first glanced at the dozens of weak Deathwing Crows on the three-legged Deathwing Crow's back. These were probably the last Deathwing Crows in this world.
He then said in a low voice, "Jiejie, how is your Deathwing Legion?"
The three-legged Deathwing Crow did not speak.
Unlike before, at this moment, Grimm actually felt a sense of sorrow and desolation from it. It was the helplessness and pain of having its family destroyed, and it no longer had the playfulness it once had.
This was because it was shouldering the responsibility of its race's inheritance!
"Let's go, follow me to the Magus World. There's no Fountain Ancestor's control there, and there won't be any memories of your past. I'll assign a medium-sized world to you, far away from the civilization war, and let your Deathwing Crows develop and strengthen again. What you need to pay is to help me firmly control that world. I want the Magus Will to erode that world … "
Grimm's voice seemed to have a demonic quality, hoarse and low. It was the desire of a Magus to control.
"A distant world, the Magus World … Alright!"
Disheartened, the three-legged Deathwing Crow took one last look at this unfamiliar world. Amidst Grimm's "jiejie jiejie" laughter, the runes of the magic formation that Grimm had set up in all directions flashed, and space-time distorted and disappeared.
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