One day later, the two dwarves of the Golden Flying Ride had taken turns to rest several times and drank some rum.
After Bai Yun flew over the Earth-Dividing Mountain Range and before entering the Double Moon Forest, several dwarves discussed with Abel that they would land in this relatively safe place to hunt some prey and rest.
The temporary resting place was very beautiful. On one side, the peaks in the distance were overlapping and covered with a layer of Snow White, like the monstrous white waves rolled up by the sea. On the other side, there was an endless forest, lush and dense, with a stream beside it.
The six Boughton brothers and the Golden Flying Ride took the initiative to undertake the hunting task. It was definitely a waste for the Knight captain and the Golden Flying Ride to hunt. After a while, three deer, two sheep, and a bison were hunted back.
The dwarves lit a campfire, and Abel once again provided everyone with a bottle of wine, so that several dwarves excitedly showed their skills and roasted enough barbecue.
Abel still had no hunger and did not eat the barbecue handed over. Instead, he gave it to Black Wind, who had been eyeing it for a long time. It seemed that the effect of the 'Hunger Potion' he drank had not passed yet.
Lorraine was sitting next to Abel. She rarely ate meat, and even if she did, she only ate very light meat. Barbecue was impossible to import.
"Lorraine, drink this!" Abel took out a bottle of 'Hunger Potion' from the space bag and handed it to Lorraine.
"Brother Abel, is this' Hunger Potion '? The color doesn't seem right? " 'Hunger Potion' was not a special potion. Lorraine had certainly seen it before, but she had never seen this milky white 'Hunger Potion'.
However, Lorraine knew that Abel would never harm her. Although she had doubts, she did not wait for Abel to answer and opened the bottle cap and poured the 'Hunger Potion' into her mouth.
"This is my first work after learning alchemy from you. I tried it myself, and it was very successful!" Abel said with a smile and some pride.
Although Abel used the synthesis function of Hradik Cube, the premise was that he had successfully drawn the beginner alchemy pattern in his mind and mastered the alchemy spell.
It was as if he had a talent for alchemy. He didn't have any epiphany, nor did he have any special help, but he was able to easily learn the basic knowledge of alchemy. Of course, this was because he was a rank 3 wizard and had extremely strong power of the will. It was also because he had Loraine, who didn't hold anything back and poured all the basic knowledge of alchemy into him.
Abel and Lorraine's voice was not high, but Bai Yun's back was so big that the other dwarves could naturally hear it. The six Boughton brothers did not know much about alchemy, but the two dwarf wizards, Wizard Kipling and Wizard Aitken, were very clear about what alchemy was.
"Master Abel, are you a level three wizard?" Wizard Aitken asked Abel.
"Yes, Wizard Aitken," Abel replied.
"I just heard you say that you have just started to learn alchemy. You are a level three wizard and learning alchemy at the same time. You are willing to fight for the success rate of the coexistence of the wizard pattern and the alchemy pattern. You are really admirable!" Wizard Aitken bowed slightly and sighed.
"Wizard Aitken, you mean that the wizard pattern and the alchemy pattern only have a one-tenth chance to coexist. What if they don't coexist?" Abel and Lorraine looked at each other and found that it was the first time they had heard of this. Abel asked.
"You really don't know? If the wizard pattern and the alchemy pattern can't coexist, then the two patterns will collide with each other. If it's light, the wizard pattern will be destroyed, and if it's heavy, the soul will be damaged! "Wizard Aitken looked at Abel in surprise. It seemed that he really didn't understand and explained.
When Abel heard this, cold sweat flowed down. He was uneducated. Wizard Moreton didn't have an alchemy inheritance, so he didn't talk to him about this.
It seemed that when he was drawing the beginner alchemy pattern, there was no difficulty. He just completed it step by step, and there were no problems. Everything was very smooth. What was the reason?
Could it be? Abel thought of the 'soul potion', which was a potion synthesized by Hradik's cube using the souls of hell creatures as raw materials. After drinking it for a while, the main soul didn't seem to feel anything, but the weak soul could already have simple thinking, indicating that the 'soul potion' was helpful to the soul. Perhaps it was the 'soul potion' that allowed him to go through the most difficult alchemy pattern drawing process.
But that's not right. Abel thought of the wizards who sold potions in the Caral City Wizard Exchange. How did they manage to coexist the two patterns?
"Wizard Aitken, I have seen some wizards who mastered alchemy. How did they deal with the coexistence of the wizard pattern and the alchemy pattern?" Abel bowed and asked puzzledly.
"Human wizards should deal with it the same way as us dwarf wizards. Find an apprentice with wizard talent, and then when he has just become a level one novice wizard, start drawing the alchemy pattern at the same time. Even if he fails, he will only lose the opportunity to become an alchemist. As long as he re-practices for a while, he can draw the wizard pattern again and become a level one novice wizard." Wizard Aitken explained with a smile.
"Thank you, Wizard Aitken, for answering my doubts!" Abel bowed and thanked him.
The dwarves who had just received Abel's good wine were very fond of this famous blacksmith master. Wizard Aitken even told Abel everything he knew. He answered all the questions that Abel asked as best as he could.
At this time, the sky was dark. Bernie came to Abel's side and sat down opposite him. He held the rum in his hand and said to Abel, "Master Abel, after drinking your rum, how can I drink other wines in the future?"
Abel squinted at Bernie. He was here to extort his rum. Although there was still a lot of rum, he was going to visit Master Bentham's teacher, Master Robin as a gift. According to his idea, three barrels of rum were just enough. What was really left for himself to drink and entertain his friends was only one-third of the barrel of rum.
Seeing that Abel didn't answer him, Bernie simply said, "Master Abel, sell me 10 bottles. I want to bring it to my father to taste!"
Bernie took out a piece of black ore the size of two fists from the cup and threw it to Abel. Then he smiled and said, "I will exchange with you with this!"
Abel took the black ore and held it in his hand. It was iron essence! Almost as soon as he started, he called out the name of the ore in his hand. Although he had never seen this kind of ore before, he had hammered the iron into a hundred skills rough blank, and then forged it into a hundred and thirty skills rough blank. It was all for one goal: to get closer and closer to iron essence, which was the ultimate existence of iron ore.
This kind of iron essence existed in nature, but the stock was so small that most blacksmiths would never see a piece of iron essence in their lives. Even a blacksmith master like Abel had only heard about this kind of iron essence from Master Bentham.
Abel played with the iron essence in his hand and said to Bernie with a smile, "Bernie, I'm afraid you will lose out if you use iron essence to exchange with me!"
At this point, Abel could see that Bernie's status among the dwarves was much higher than he had imagined. Putting aside the difficulty of obtaining such a large piece of iron essence, how could Bernie take it out without a portal item?
Bernie saw Abel take the iron essence, so he laughed and said, "Master Abel, you are wrong. You didn't say you would lose out when you gave me free rum!"
Abel carefully put the iron essence into his portal bag. This iron essence could be used to make a better weapon when he had time. According to the size of this iron essence, a big sword would be enough.
Bernie took out another ten bottles of rum from his portal bag. He didn't try to hide anything as he put all of them into his portal item.
Bernie put away the rum and was about to leave when he suddenly slapped his head and said, "Oh right, I remember why I came here!"
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