Blessing from the goddess at the beginning, technology VS magic

Considering the elves' sensitivity to magic, Red made a high-tech nose plug for Clara to wear. After asking, it was learned that the way elves sense magic is to identify smells through the nasal cavity, so this high-tech nose plug is the result of the Ministry of Magic and Red.

It can block a large amount of magic power emitted by the human body and make it reach the normal level of magic power in the air without affecting breathing, and the appearance is also beautified as much as possible.

Clara sniffed and said, "Well, I really can't smell it anymore."

Red: "Then we can finally communicate normally face to face."

Miriam said: "You don't have to stay in the interrogation room today. We have arranged a room for you."

Clara asked, "So where are we going now?"

"Go to the Ministry of Magic, we have something we want you to look at."

The three of them soon arrived at the Ministry of Magic, where Reid opened a place for magic research. As soon as they entered the door, Sharon jumped out:

"Look which busy man is coming over here?"

After saying this, he glanced at Clara next to him:

"Is this the legendary elf? It's so beautiful!"

He reached out to touch it, but was interrupted by Miriam:

"Sister Sharon, don't be rude to the guests"

The elf covered his nose and said, "Even with this stuffy nose, I can still smell some of the stench. The magical atmosphere here is too strong. So what on earth did you bring me here for?"

Reid said: "Remember the Huofa you mentioned? We have some artifacts that are suspected to be left behind by them. I want you to see if they are from their race."

Sharon pointed with her hand: "This way please~"

What Red wanted to show was the ball, a part of the thing that had to be blown up with an antimatter grenade.

Clara's eyes widened after seeing this: "The core of the disaster beast? How did you get this thing?"

"you know?"

"It's recorded in the elf documents. I will never make a mistake. This is indeed the thing of the Hefa, the Calamity Beast, the most powerful automatic combat magic weapon they made before their demise. But according to the documents, that was the late stage of their war with the Demon King. The production was very low, but the combat effectiveness was also very strong. They originally wanted to rely on mass production of Calamity Beasts to fight against the Demon King, but for some reason they failed. So where did you find this core?"

"A village. They have a temple there. It's actually a base terminal of the Hefa. This disaster beast is a guard there. We killed it."

Clara was stunned for a moment: "Incredible, you can actually kill the Calamity Beast, its magic shield is almost indestructible, even against some high-ranking cadres of the Demon King's army at that time, it can easily suppress the opponent. Now this core is in a dormant state, it should not pose a threat"

Red asked, "Why? Can such a ball be a threat?"

"Don't you know that the Disaster Beast can be reassembled as long as its core is there? Its core is made of a special magical metal. Even if it is damaged, it can be restored. It can be said that it has a certain repair function. As long as the core is there, it can chant and generate magic to quickly create a shell for itself to complete the reassembly."

"So outrageous? Why hasn't it been reorganized now?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe the thing that controls it ordered it to sleep. The elf documents only record some of the information. It's impossible for me to know if there is no such detailed information."

"Is that so?" Reid turned around and said, "Since we have confirmed that this is an artifact left behind by the Huofa civilization, let's go directly to the terminal to get more truth."

Clara shook her head and said, "Wait! The deal between us doesn't involve exploring the truth. I'll tell you what I know, and you'll teach me science and technology. That's our deal."

"Don't you want to know what Houfa was doing at the last juncture of his demise? This may help you break the cycle of reincarnation. At the very least, don't you want to make your elven literature more complete? Besides, it will only take a few days, and I won't bother you when I come back. I'll give you ten days to swim in the ocean of knowledge."

"Hmm... okay."

Miriam and Sharon followed behind, the former whispering to the latter: "His words are becoming more and more deceptive."

The latter nodded in agreement, because they had taken thousands of photos of the things recorded in the temple and had not yet copied them all, and if they went to see it, it would take them forever to come back.

……

"You seem to be familiar with this thing?"

Rhett asked.

As soon as Clara got her hands on the terminal, she called up the high-level log called the Plantation. What Red had seen before was just a regular log that most people could see, which did not record anything important.

"It's written in the elf literature, but this is my first time trying it."

"Can you understand their language?"

"Ancient Elvish, I can understand it"

Sharon interrupted, "But aren't they called Houfa? How did it become your ancient elven language?"

Clara frowned, wanting to say something but unable to, and finally managed to say:

"They also use the ancient Elvish language. I was wondering, why can you understand it?"

After saying that, he pointed at Reid.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward, and everyone knew that everyone had a little secret.

Red sighed and said, "Actually, I feel like this isn't a big secret anymore in this situation."

The other three were staring at Red. There was no one else here except them.

Red said slowly: "I am a brave man, and I can understand it because of the blessing of the goddess."

Then Red told the story of how the goddess threw him into this world.

.........

"Hey, it's not a big deal to me. Doesn't this further prove that we are right to follow you?" Sharon said with a smile.

"That's right. We have known you from the beginning to the end. Nothing will change just because you are a hero. Besides, I also have the power of a hero," Miriam said.

"I didn't hide it for any other reason. At that time, I needed the identity of the prince to integrate my power. If it was exposed, I might be used by someone with ulterior motives. A lie will be difficult to tell after it has been told for too long."

"I thought those guys in the sky had changed."

Clara said: "It turns out that what was delivered was inventory."

. . . . . . .

The conversation fell silent again. Miriam and Sharon were responsible for keeping watch on the surroundings, while Rhett and Clara looked through the logs. This terminal was quite smart and could even split the screen, which greatly improved efficiency.

Suddenly Clara shouted, "I know! I said the word plantation doesn't sound like the name they gave it. Plantation is just a pronoun."

"So what is this place for?"

"This is a weapons factory! A factory that manufactures disaster beasts!"