Infrastructure starts from the game

The next day, Cecilia's train arrived on time.

But the black robe didn't come, only a group of employees came.

"Mr. Singer, your wife, Ms. Nightingale, and some other alchemists are back in the workshop!" Clover told the singer, "Master Angel said to arrange production tasks for them, and check the warehouse by the way, so it will be late Come here, let's start building the sky station first."

"That's it!" The singer smiled reluctantly.

The dwarf thought that the singer's expression was because he couldn't fulfill his promise yesterday, so he patted the singer's shoulder with his thick palm: "Don't worry, I've been waiting for so many years, it's not too late."

Clover said from the side: "Mr. Angel will be back soon. He had a good talk with Ms. Nightingale."

"..." This is even more worrying!

Consider the words and deeds of the black robe.

Although he didn't think he would do anything to his employees, Singer was still a little afraid of becoming "Black Robe Achievement 1".

Don't worry, the singer will not return to Cecilia because of this trivial matter.

(Although the drive is only four or five hours now).

The singer was very strong and arranged accommodation for the employees.

Although Goluglu Town is a desolate frontier town, it used to be a glorious mine, and there are many vacant houses left by former workers in the town, which can be accommodated.

And this group of employees from Cecilia has a total of 50 people. In addition to twelve moss planters, there is also a rune teacher, an architect, and 36 construction workers.

The architect and builder were recently recruited by the city hall with a view to building the sky station.

They are the best construction crew in Cecilia.

But it’s not their turn yet. Before building buildings, the planters must first plant the floating islands, and then the architects will design the building structure.

And Angor felt that it was a bit too exaggerated to build a 3000-meter high-altitude platform as soon as they came up, so they asked them to build a weather observation platform in mid-air as a practice based on the mine situation.

So the planter got busy as soon as he landed, and the townspeople were fortunate enough to witness a miracle that only people in the magical capital had witnessed.

They saw an iceberg appearing outside the town, with a green patch on the top of the mountain, as if wearing a green hat, and the hat changed from green to yellow, and then from yellow to gold. The ground was shattered, only the piece of golden grass was suspended 500 meters above the town like an angel's halo.

All the while, Wildaxe followed the planters to and fro, asking countless questions.

"Why can these mosses fly?"

"They're not flying, they're rooted in the air."

"Will they be blown away by the wind?"

"No, just like a tree rooted in the ground, the roots of the moss are actually firmly rooted in the air below it. Not to mention the wind, even the weight of the train can't help it."

"They can't move?"

"No."

"What a pity, I thought I could put a push on them and move them!"

"Can trees grow on them?"

"No, trees have no place to take root!"

"Then we spread a thick layer of soil on the moss, can't we plant it?"

"That doesn't work. Moss is a plant. Although it is stronger than other plants, it can withstand temporary pressure. If there is not enough sunlight and air circulation, it will still die."

"Then the buildings built on it for a long time will also die!"

Clover was stunned by the last question.

She looked at Mr. Architect uncertainly: "Mr. Architect can solve this problem...probably."

Mr. Oz, the architect, has ten thousand MMP words in his mind at the moment.

It was the first time he encountered this kind of Party A.

There can be no foundation, and the house cannot be pressed on the floor for a long time. The air flow and light on the floor must be maintained. What is the difference between this and building a castle in the air?

Ah, he really is building castles in the air.

If it were the designer of Shesser, she might be angry and run away, but the architect of the Magic City is well-informed after all.

After Mr. Oz's hairline moved back a full five centimeters, he finally designed the state of the castle in the air.

So, when Angel arrived in the mining town a week later from Cecilia, he saw a few metal frames hanging under the golden moss.

"What's that? A birdcage?" Angel asked.

"No, this is our aerial platform," the architect replied proudly. "It can have different shapes and hang firmly in the air without affecting the growth of floating moss on it. It is the most suitable architectural form."

"You really..."

Angel looked at the other party's hairline, and sincerely praised: "A generation of architects."

The effect of moss is obviously more than that. After the air base station is built, many people in the city will yearn for floating houses.

Angel is looking forward to the future scene of "birdcages" hanging in the sky.

However, this is all for the future.

After confirming the smooth progress of the sky platform project, Angor entered the mining area with the wild axe.

Originally, Singer was worried that Man Ax would sell his Sword of the Brave to Angel without any restraint. Unexpectedly, this dwarf, who had always been carefree, became inexplicably cautious after seeing the black robe.

And if you look closely, Man Axe's beard, which seems to have experienced an explosion, has been specially tidied up, like a young dwarf, with three small braids carefully combed, and the leather armor on his body is also brand new—although it is covered by the beard Yes, I can't see it.

Not only that, the dwarf's mouth was also tightly closed, with a serious expression on his face. Although he had been following the black robe since he got out of the car from Angor, except for the occasional uncontrollable rolling of his eyes, Didn't even say a word!

Anyone who doesn't know Wildaxe will definitely think this dwarf is a quiet and honest dwarf.

The singer couldn't help but look at the sky to confirm that the sun didn't come out from the west.

Others who were familiar with the wild axes also looked subtle.

Man Ax ignored other people's gazes. After entering the mining area, he introduced in a strict manner:

"The most abundant thing in this mine is the waste magic crystal. It doesn't even need special mining, and it can be picked up casually in the mine. However, after years of mining, it is not as much as when I signed the contract with you back then. I don’t know if you remember, but it is said that this area was still mountains at that time, and now there are only a few mountains left after being mined, but the potential of this wasteland is far from being exhausted, and there are even richer treasures beneath it. "

The dwarf said respectfully, he regarded Angel as the great magician of Cecilia in his words.

Angor denied it a few times, but Manaxe kept his tone, and the black robe had no choice but to let him go.

Even the singer and the representatives of the townspeople in the town got goose bumps all over their bodies.

It wasn't that they were prejudiced against the fact that the dwarves believed that Angel was Cecilia, but that they were too familiar with the wild axe to bear the other's pretentious tone, wondering when he would reveal his secrets.

But Man Ax insisted on pretending to Angel.

He pointed to the deep mine and said: "For example, in the lower place, we once explored a mithril mining area. Unfortunately, because the location is too dangerous and the funds are insufficient, we cannot carry out in-depth mining. There are other discoveries. Rare associated mines such as blue crystal blood copper ore, by the way, the soul stone that was used to create the sword of the brave is also—"

"Bang!"

Manaxe was explaining to a critical moment when he suddenly heard a sound coming from below.

To the others it was nothing, but to the dwarves' ears it was the sound of digging.

But today, in order to welcome Angel's arrival, Man Ax specifically asked the clan to suspend work.

So what we can dig out now is——

"Goblin dog! It's you again! Stealing mines again!" Wild Axe roared angrily.

That's the way dwarves are, never able to control their anger.

It is rare that Man Ax pretended for three hours, 47 minutes and 52 seconds, and finally failed.

The moment he heard the sound, he jumped down from the mine with an ax in hand. Not only him, but the other dwarves also roared and followed like dumplings, leaving only a group of humans staring at each other.

"Haha, this guy, Manaxe, has always been like this."

In the end, the mayor of Gelugelu Township smiled in a rounded manner. He took the opportunity to invite Angel and said, "Goblins are very good at running. I think they won't be able to come back for a while. Let's go to the town and wait for them." Right! After you came, Mr. Angel, you didn't even drink a cup of tea, it was too hard."

The mayor actually felt that he was the one who worked too hard.

If it hadn't been for knowing that the magic gear has made a fortune again, and with the support of the Lord of the East and the mayor of Cecilia, the mayor would not condescend to receive the boss of an alchemy workshop, even if the other party is a black robe ——It's better to say that the black robe makes people not want to meet him, okay?

Angel heard the words and glanced at the mayor.

He couldn't perceive the mayor's messy thoughts, but there was no doubt that among the various choices, sitting with strangers and drinking tea in a strange place was the worst and most wasteful choice.

"I'll go down and have a look too," Angel said.

"Huh?" The mayor was stunned.

He thought it was bad enough going into a dirty mine, let alone a dark, dirty cavern.

Angel said to the singer: "Your legs and feet are inconvenient, just wait for me outside."

"But..." The singer hesitated a little.

There is no reason to wait by yourself and let the boss go to the mine by himself.

Seeing this, Clover said, "I'll go down with Mr. Angel!"

"...I'll go too." Architect Oz also demanded.

Others looked at Ozzy in surprise. Strictly speaking, the other party was not an employee of Magic Gear.

"The next step is to build an aerial platform, and it is inevitable to load and unload goods. I want to see how the mine works." Oz explained.

Ozzy received Angel's appreciative gaze.

They entered the mine without hesitation, and several town representatives looked at the mayor.

The mayor immediately glared at them: "What are you still doing? What if something happens to the Master Mage inside?"

The representatives of the townspeople followed, but the mayor didn't intend to go in.

He only said to the singer: "Mr. Singer, let's go outside to get some air!"

"It's good that I'm here." The singer said coldly.

The mayor showed an annoyed expression. He wanted to please Angel, but he didn't need to pay attention to the singer.

In fact, when the singer was in Geluglu Town, he had nothing to do with the mayor.

Seeing that the singer was not interested in him, the mayor left the mining area angrily.

"Masters are like this." Looking at the background of the mayor, the planter who was left behind to take care of the singer, Old Joseph said in a low voice, not sure if he was talking to himself or comforting the singer.

Singer actually didn't need to be comforted. He knew exactly what kind of person the mayor of Gelugelu Town was.

——The mining town is different from other ordinary border towns, and the class division is relatively serious. The mayor and the like are usually related to the mine owner, while the townspeople are the family members of the miners.Although this town has declined now, the mayor here is also of the type of "the ancestors were rich", and he is not interested in paying much attention to the descendants of those dirty miners.

Thinking of this, the singer felt a little emotional: "Mr. Angel is a minority."

"Yes!" Old Joseph nodded.

The two looked at the dark mine together.

Angel didn't find it difficult to enter the mine.

After becoming a mage, he found that many things that are difficult for ordinary people are easy for mages.

For example, at this moment, Angel cast an ordinary lighting technique, and the surrounding area brightened up.

"It's huge down here!" Oz said in surprise, "I thought the mines of goblins and dwarves must be very low!"

"You're racist," Angel said.

On this "common sense" topic, he doesn't mind teaching others a few words: "Although dwarves are not tall, they like spacious places-mainly because of the need for ventilation and heat dissipation caused by forging and smelting, so the living area of ​​dwarves , Usually humans can enter without worrying about their height; let alone goblins, they hardly build their own dwellings, and they especially like various underground ruins, which are not suitable for their size."

"I see." Oz sighed, feeling that the useless knowledge had increased.

"I thought the reason why this place is so big is because there were human workers in the past!"

That's what a citizen representative said.

They followed panting.

The leader was a young man with a big head. He looked around and asked, "Strange, where did Master Manaxe go?"

"This way."

Angel said, leading the way to the depths of the mine.

Angor's tone was so sure that others thought that Angor had some special skills in finding people!

As a result, after everyone followed the black robe to turn three turns, four circles and five roads in the mine, they felt that something was wrong.

"Will Lord Manaxe come to such a place inside?" the big-headed young man muttered.

Angor didn't answer.

Architect Ozzy was curious about the internal structure of the mine at first, especially how it was reinforced.

Later, his expression became more and more strange: "This place is getting higher and higher." There are also fewer and fewer reinforcement supports, but from the perspective of the architect, it feels that this situation is not formed naturally, and the structure of some caves is also different. It is too good to grow, and it just forms a reinforcement support at the key point, but there is no trace of acquired processing.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the black robe finally stopped.

"Here we are," he said.

Everyone still didn't see the missing dwarf.

But they couldn't care less about this anymore, and everyone looked at the scenery below in shock.

This is...the dungeon.

Yes, at the bottom of the mine, behind a certain gap, is a grand hall, covered with a red carpet, filled with light, just like the hall of a normal castle, but there is no one there, only the portraits on the wall are quiet Staring at the intruder, it seemed like a ghost story.

But everyone on the magic plane, even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you have heard of this existence.

...the dungeon!

"How could there be such a thing?!"

Finally someone asked behind the crowd.

Everyone was startled by the sudden sound.

They turned to see Wildaxe and his kin standing there, clutching one of the goblin's long ears.

"Master Manaxe, I finally found you." The citizen representative said.

Man Ax didn't reply, just looked at Angel.

The wild ax was actually at the entrance. When Angel said "this way" in a certain tone and led the way, the wild ax was in the mine not far away.

He saw Angel walking in the "wrong" direction so determinedly, and wanted to stop him, but the goblin who stole the mine said: "That black robe is too familiar with this place? Don't you see what he wants to do?" What?"

"Stop stirring up discord!"

Although Man Ax warned, he and his fellow clansmen looked at each other, and couldn't help but follow behind the black robe.

Then I didn't expect to be taken to such a place.

Wildaxe looked at the dungeon hall, feeling humiliated.

The dwarves who thought they were familiar with everything in the mining area did not expect such a place to exist so close to the ground.

Wild Axe was shocked: "Why is there a kind of dungeon in the mining area?"

"That's what I want to ask," Angel said, his eyes swept over the dwarves and looked at the goblin, "Did the dwarves not smell such a strong magic energy, and the goblins didn't even notice it?"

The dwarves glared at the goblin.

Indeed, goblins are most sensitive to this smell.

"Ah, even if you say that, since I was born, this place has always been so smelly!" the goblin said, "I thought you humans and dwarves agreed, and besides, haven't there always been monsters in this town?"

"Stop talking nonsense, what kind of monsters are there in our town!" Immediately, a representative of the townspeople retorted excitedly.

You know, colluding with the devil is not a light crime.

"Hey, not long ago, there was such a rumor about the orphanage!" The goblin sneered.

"Our human concept of time is different from your goblins!" The big-headed young man took a step forward, "The orphanage in the town burned down four or five years ago, and it is said that there are succubus in the orphanage—ordinary people You all know, what kind of thoughts are you thinking about the succubus elf mermaid in that place?"

"What idea?" the dwarf asked strangely.

The humans present showed a guilty expression.

But for them, some internal filth is better than really discovering the devil. After all, once this statement is confirmed, the emperor will send troops to level the entire town.

Several counties and counties near the capital that opposed the emperor disappeared like this.

Angel didn't care about their feelings, and only asked, "In other words, everything is a lie?"

"Yes!"

"There has never been a monster in this town?"

"Yes!"

"Didn't you see such a breath?"

"Yes."

"I have."

At this time, someone timidly raised his hand.

But Angel looked over and was surprised to find that it was the alfalfa he brought.

Clover watched the crowd look at her, she swallowed nervously and said, "For example, if you talk about the magic power here, the village where I live is also like this, just in recent years."

Angel showed a serious expression: "But I remember, your village is in the opposite direction from here!"

Clover nodded.

"That is to say, more than one place is corroded by devilish energy." Angel muttered.

He thought for a while, and couldn't help cursing: "X's, the next version won't be 'Devil World Invasion'?"

Why are infrastructure games always this deadly?

Even though the house is well built, some enemies will always appear! ?

Make people feel at ease Will the infrastructure die? !

Moreover, the emperor and the national teacher died too early this time, and Angel was even a little worried that the next version would be opened too early by him, causing this side to be unprepared and the other side to start.

But upon hearing Angel's words, Wild Ax suddenly became excited.

He asked excitedly: "The next invasion of the Demon Realm is about to begin? Then, Lord Cecilia, do you need us to forge another sword of the brave? This way, when the brave comes to your door, you have nothing to give him." You can't justify it!"

"No, I'm not sure yet!" Although the demon energy here is strong, it's not big enough for the demons to invade. It will take at least seven or eight years to completely tear it apart!

Angel looked at the entrance of the dungeon and thought about it.

Seven or eight years.

He was suddenly less anxious again.

There are seven or eight years, enough time for him to lay the air track to Chesser.

Angel was relieved, and suddenly noticed what Manaxe said: "Can you forge the sword of the brave?"

"Of course, we forged the sword of the first generation of heroes!"

The dwarf held his head proudly.

Cecilia City Duke's Mansion

"So the brave Roy passed the test and got the sword of the brave from Cecilia the sage..."

Recifia was reading a biographical novel.

After she found out that her fiancé would definitely become a piece of fat in the future, she liked to look back on the experience of her ancestors more and more, but that ancestor Roy left nothing but the family instructions that his father could read at any time. Diaries and other things, so Recifia had no choice but to find the biographies of the brave on the market.

Recifia also picked up a biography and read it again today. When she saw this, she suddenly became curious for the first time.

Recifia took a sip of the black tea the housekeeper had just made for her, and asked her father, "Father, do you still have the sword of the brave?"

"The sword of the brave?"

"The one owned by Roy's ancestors back then." Recifia asked, "Did it lose its inheritance, or was it broken?"

"...No, he's always by your side." Duke Roy replied with a subtle expression.

"Huh? But it's not mentioned in any of the stories!"

"Because those stories are not necessarily true. For example, it was not Cecilia who gave Roy's ancestor the sword of the brave," Duke Roy said, "It was Roy's ancestor who sold the first he found. After building a mine, the goblins felt that they had taken too much advantage, so they asked the dwarves to cast it."

...It actually made the goblin feel guilty. What kind of mine did Roy's ancestors sell? !

Recifia thought incredulously.

But now she cares more: "So, that sword is still in our house?!"

"Yes, but since then, no one can pull it out!" Duke Roy said, "Because no one can pass its test."

"Even if you are of Roy's blood?"

Duke Roy shook his head: "Blood alone is not enough."

He paused and looked at his daughter: "Do you want to try it?"

"No need, those old antiques for so many years might get your hands dirty," Recifia said disgustedly, "Besides, I don't even know who the devil I want to defeat is!"

Although she really wanted to cut up Crown Prince Hyde, that kind of fatty meat would be disgusting even with a kitchen knife, let alone the sword of the brave.

And is it useful to cut the crown prince?

It's only going to make the trouble bigger.

So is the emperor.

To completely solve this trouble, what must I cut to get my wish fulfilled?

Recifia looked at the biography of the hero and sighed.

Seeing Recifia's troubled look, the Duke and the butler exchanged glances, but smiled.

"Miss, when you think about this question, it is the first step to become a brave man." The butler said so.