Wolf King

Using a spider silk veil produced by the dark elves (Balke's own) to cover Tong Liya's bust of the goddess in the shape of a goddess, Xiao Yun pulled Balk to sit in front of the experiment table again.

In order to make it easier for Green Dragon to conduct experiments, half of the kang in this room was dismantled and converted into an experimental platform. The purpose of the experiment was to study how to put phosphate rock into use.

Phosphate rock, the general term for phosphate minerals, is an important chemical mineral raw material, which can be used to prepare phosphate fertilizers, and can also be used to manufacture yellow phosphorus, phosphoric acid, phosphide and other phosphates. It is suitable for medicine, food, matches , dyes, sugar, ceramics, military and other fields... In this world, it is mainly used as raw materials for mineral dyes and match heads.

This is a waste of money... With the abundant resource reserves of phosphate rock (where there are quartzite, coal, and limestone, there may be associated phosphate rock), can it be used to dye cloth and make matches?Are those dark elves out of their minds?

Uh... With the hegemony of the dark elves in the underground world, this is really hard to say.

In short, Xiao Yun's expectation for phosphate rock is not just about making match dyes. He has only one purpose in mind: to find out a method of producing phosphate fertilizer that can be applied on a large scale through experiments. Energy production, mass production is the most important!

Through the exploration of the goblins in the past year, two large sedimentary deposits have been discovered within a hundred miles around the tribe, and the reserves of phosphate rock... Uh, it is impossible to calculate, mainly because there is no instrument and equipment that cannot be explored. Xiao Yun even suspects that the deposits are associated with Rare earth... It's a pity, even if it is available, it won't be used.

What is the current progress... Xiao Yun is struggling to find a way to produce sulfuric acid from pyrite... Uh... this is also a highly polluting chemical project, and the bad thing is that Xiao Yun has already thrown away his high school chemistry since he graduated more than ten years ago. For the most part, I forgot all the formulas, so I can only do experiments with my fragmented memory. Because dangerous goods are involved, this part will not be described in detail...

Winter in the northern part of the Bloomfield continent is a feast of ice and snow.

On the Samar Snow Mountain in the northern part of the grassland, the howling wind blows snowflakes and mist the world. The pure white ice and snow world is a forbidden area for all non-extraordinary creatures. If someone stands under the snow mountain and looks up, even if he exhausts his eyesight, he will never be able to see the top of the mountain. Go to that extraordinary king city—the city of the Elven King, the Northern Ice and Snow King City, the Untouchable City, the City of the Snow Goddess, and the city that never falls on the continent of Bloomfield.

The snow elf dressed in silver-white armor and dragging a cloak stood on the majestic city wall, with a relaxed expression on his delicate face and peaceful eyebrows, enjoying the unique winter scenery of the northern country. When the biting cold wind blows from the snow elf When it brushed against the snow elf's cheek, the coldness and power suddenly diminished, and it was as gentle as a girl's hand caressing a flower. It circled the snow elf's face for a moment, and then left reluctantly.

"king."

The snow elf tilted his head slightly, and it was his imperial army commander who came up to disturb him.

"Lord Alston is visiting." The commander of the imperial army humbly stroked his chest and bowed his head.

"I saw it, the green is extra dazzling in the sky." The Elf King turned around, "What is he doing here?"

The commander of the imperial army had a strange look on his face: "His son...Lord Balk ran away from home."

The Elf King was taken aback, and slowly raised his hand to cover the corners of his lips, drooping his eyes, and chuckled gracefully and silently: "Is that so, the brave dragon slaying didn't come to the north, but the entrenched dragon couldn't bear the loneliness. "

The Elven King and his leader walked down the city wall, walked through the snow-covered square that became more and more pure and flawless, and returned to the warm spring-like castle protected by a magical barrier.

The dragon guest was waiting in the Elf King's reception room. His shoes were fairly clean and did not stain the Elf King's carpet, but his sitting posture on the sofa was not very decent. The Elf King, who was taking off his cloak under the service of the maid, frowned slightly.

Going around the sofa and sitting on the armchair in front of the guests, the Elf King raised his eyebrows and looked at the impatient dragon guest: "Should I say welcome? Auston Aldrich Francis..."

"Don't talk about that, help me find my son, this is a reward." Auston waited impatiently for the Elf King to repeat his name slowly, and stretched out his hand forward.

The Elf King looked down, and there was a small box on the crystal coffee table, which contained some gorgeous jewelry.

The craftsmanship of the dwarves is quite rough in the eyes of the snow elves. The details of this batch of jewelry made the elf king a little uncomfortable, but the shape is indeed quite unique, and the flower shapes shaped by the unique colors of gold and silver are amazing. beauty.

The Elf King moved his eyes upwards, his face was expressionless... He wanted to drive the Snow Elves with a small box of jewelry, and only the Dragon Clan could do such a thing.

"Isn't that enough?" Alston struggled, raised his fingers as if he had paid a huge price, and said painfully, "That's okay... I'll pay another [-] gold coins, how about it?"

The Elf King put his elbows on the armrest, rested his cheeks with his fingers, and looked at the other party calmly.

"Don't be greedy! Just find someone!" Alston cried.

The Elf King spread out his hands, palms facing up, and made a "please" gesture towards the living room door.

Oston's face turned green... If he can find someone by himself, there is no need to ask: "Wait, that's it, I'll let you take a look at the statue of the goddess of life in my collection, how about the real statue of the goddess? Take a look, other people don't have such good luck—”

Self-cultivated like an elf king, veins also appeared on his forehead, and the slender fingers resting on the armrest were clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand were raised.

Oston jumped up, picked up the jewelry box and walked out quickly: "Stingy, I'm just looking for someone, and I want the lion to open my mouth..." If I don't leave, I will probably be beaten. If you want him to transfer the goddess statue, it will be even more difficult. Not rich.

The Elven King watched Oston leave from the square in the shape of a flying dragon with a blank expression, and turned to look at the commander of the imperial army: "If he comes back within a month, shoot him down with the city defense spear."

The corner of the imperial commander's mouth twitched: "Uh..."

"Going here so quickly shows that he didn't make up his mind to bleed, but just wanted to try his luck. If he refuses to return the gold mine in the west of the Samar Snow Mountain, then there is no need to send a message for him, and I will not agree." The Elf King said calmly. Hey, this group of greedy green dragons has been bothering him for a day or two. The forest elves will definitely not help these guys who robbed the forest with them. Ask him to at least get back the benefits they took .

"...Yes." The commander of the imperial army bowed his head.

The Elf King got up and walked inward, walked a few steps and then stopped: "How is the situation in the east?"

There is the Elven King in the north of Bloomfield Continent, the Dwarf King in the west of the continent on the other side of the forest, and the Beast King in the east.

The snow elves were most active during the winter when the north was frozen by wind and snow. The commander of the imperial army immediately replied: "When the first snow fell, the general of the empire had just left the grassland from the York Mountains."

Immediately, the Elf King felt a little disgusted, and strode towards the corridor: "The dispute between the Marshal of the Empire and the Emperor of the Beast has to involve the remnants of the grassland, and it is becoming more and more disrespectful."

The commander of the imperial army followed quickly: "If the tiger clan wants to return to the empire, they will naturally not reject the hand extended by the marshal... I believe they will not choose the battlefield on the grassland. After all, no one would want to disturb the curse. place."

The Elf King stopped in his tracks: "Send a team to the King's Court of the Tiger Clan. We will not participate in their disputes, but we will not allow too much blood to appear on the grassland."

"Yes."

Meanwhile, the southernmost point of the continent of Bloomfield.

The north is already a world of ice and snow, but people here still only need to wear thin shirts.

In the royal capital of St. Bridge Kingdom, the old old king was sitting by the fireplace with a magic pattern blanket on his feet, listening to his beloved young son.

The second prince of St. Bridge Kingdom, Carlisle Harvey Ferdinand, seems to be much more mature than half a year ago. His skin is slightly dark, his face and hands are rough, and he is wearing a straight dress sitting in front of his father. , Fengruizhong with a calm temperament made his father feel very pleased.

"My son, I support what you have done." The old king stretched out his hand and patted the young son's thick shoulder lightly, with a kind smile on his face, "You have worshiped a good teacher. Come on, there are more nobles who support you than Anthony..." He sighed slightly, "I hope that you brothers are in harmony, but I hope that St. Bridge can be stronger. Don't blame Anthony, he is your brother .”

When his father said such words, it was almost a straightforward expression of support for him, which made Carlisle's eyes a little hot, and he almost couldn't control his emotions: "Father, I... I thought you would blame me..."

"How come, you are also my son, which father doesn't want his son to be better? You just want to show that you are qualified to compete for the crown prince, and you have never attacked your brother Anthony. Although I am old, these I can still see things clearly." The old king sighed, "Anthony...he is too used to being the first prince, maybe it's time for him to know that nothing in this world can be stable .”

Carlisle raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and couldn't help thinking of what Mr. Ayun said - your father was also the little prince who competed with his elder brother for the crown prince, and he defeated the predecessor Hilbert in that competition Prince.If you want to get your father's support, then you have to let your father see his shadow in you.

Any father wants his son to be like himself, and a glorified version of himself.In the details, you remember to try to imitate it as much as possible. In the general direction, it is more beautiful than your father when he won the position, and he did it in a fair and honest way. Even if you feel wronged yourself, it doesn't matter.If your father can take your place and sympathize with you, the more wronged you are, the greater your chances of winning.

Carlisle clenched his fist secretly. In the teacher's mouth, family affection, love, and friendship can all be analyzed calmly and objectively, and calculated coldly. At first, he somewhat disagreed, but now... he is getting more and more I think Teacher Ayun is right. I used to only look at Anthony's father, but now I look at him for a longer and longer time.

The old king babbled and told Carlisle to respect and love his eldest brother. Carlisle, who used to be impatient when he heard such words, listened very carefully this time, because he knew that his father was not trying to persuade him to give up, but for Anthony, who was about to face failure, thought about it—the prince who failed to seize the throne can succeed the prince, and if he can't wait for the next king to change, his son can also get the next succession.

In the end, the old king solemnly took out a key from the pocket watch he was wearing. This was the key to the St. Bridge royal collection, which only the crown prince could access. Putting the crown on his head...Of course, the old king is still just a prince if Carlisle is not dead.

Carlisle took the key and knelt down to his father moved... His heart was very peaceful. He knew that his father's move was not out of any father-son relationship, but because of his revival of St. Bridge's political slogan and maritime trade. After the interests attracted most of the nobles, the old king expressed his compromise to his second prince who hadn't paid much attention before——compromise is the soul of politics, politics is the art of compromise, how to make a compromise decent and valuable, It is a skill that both politicians and politicians must learn.Teacher Ayun always spoke too bluntly what he said to guide him, but these words were the most effective and direct.

Standing in front of the gate made of mithril and steel in the deepest part of the castle, Carlisle took a deep breath and inserted the royal secret key into the lock.

Only members of the orthodox royal family can get in touch, and the real historical secrets of this continent finally appeared in front of Carlisle.

The dusty black cover, which is secretly collected by every royal family, the real history recorded in the common language of the mainland—the secret about this land that will inevitably cause the mainland to shake if it is left outside!

"Ah!" Prince Carlisle almost dropped the black book as soon as he opened the cover... The opening chapter, Chapter 1, is actually about the race of giants!

This book is written and recorded by every king of the royal family of St. Bridge, and only inherited in the orthodox royal family. The content of Chapter 1 is the battle to exorcise giants from the mainland of Bloomfield thousands of years ago!

The giant race that once ruled this continent and brought terror and oppression to all races... was expelled by the joint efforts of elves, humans, orcs, dwarves, centaurs, tauren and other races!

The first king of St. Bridge did not participate in the war, but was only used as a logistics force to provide supplies. There are not many records, but he mentioned a man who once stood in the Northern Commonwealth that Carlisle came into contact with during his study tour. A lost civilization in the southern part of the continent: the Old Empire.

In the records of the first King St. Bridge, the Old Empire is the main force of the human coalition.

Prince Carlisle turned down tremblingly, the second king, the third king...these handwritten records have no trace of alteration, and those deceased kings faithfully left the process and secrets of kingship replacement faithfully in this thick book. In the thick black book, there are no taboos or any concealment—since it is the content that only the successors of the successor kingdom can see, there is nothing to hide, it is better to leave the lesson as a warning to future generations.

Prince Carlisle's face became paler and paler. In the handwriting of these kings, he saw countless horrific plots, tricks, and vicious calculations... The struggle around royal power has always been bloody and cruel. Compared with this, the method that Mr. Ayun taught him, using righteousness and upright schemes to attack Anthony's reputation and win the support of the old king, was as gentle as coaxing a child.

Halfway through the page, Prince Carlisle saw the records of the old empire again... The huge empire that was once the main force of the human coalition finally collapsed after 500 years, and in the records of the king of St. Bridge, he saw It's the word that people occasionally use to refer to the northern grasslands.

"Cursed land?!"

Carlisle quickly calmed down and carefully read this record. After all, it was closely related to his beloved teacher Ayun.

As a result, Prince Carlisle's complexion became paler and more beads of sweat appeared on his forehead...

The part of the old empire’s demise that was publicly circulated on the mainland was vague, as if the mighty and powerful empire disappeared overnight, leaving only a lot of regrets, and in the records of the royal family, this process was far less decent—— The old empire was destroyed after going downhill for 200 years. The royal family was infighting, the nobles were corrupt, the upper class was in chaos, the middle class was intoxicated, and the bottom class had no life. A large number of refugees fled. Even the population of the six southern countries increased by nearly half.

In the end, there was that terrible disaster that people didn't even want to mention, that passed away in a vague way...

A great nobleman of the old empire launched a territorial war and conscripted [-] civilians in his own territory, but he was unwilling to provide food for these [-] civilians. When the civilians were driven to the battlefield by the army, they would starve to death if they did not resist. The peasants launched a riot.

This kind of riot is not uncommon, or it is very common on the mainland, and it is often not very interesting, because the riot will be suppressed soon, how could the unarmed and skeleton-shaped civilians be knights? What about the opponent?Two hundred knights launched a charge, and it only took half a day to subdue the rioting [-] peasants.

But this time the situation was different. When the civilians started the riot, the army just marched to the junction of the two territories, and a necromancer happened to pass by here.

Black mages are not uncommon in Bloomfield Continent. This is the continent where the Elf King, Dwarf King and Beast King rule the roost. The power of the Holy See is not as pervasive as other continents.

Desperate peasants asked for help from this necromancer, willing to offer sacrifices at the price of their broken lives. The necromancer readily accepted the sacrifices of the peasants, and he sent these desperate peasants willing to sacrifice their lives for revenge Transform into an army of undead and launch a natural disaster of the undead.

Carlisle broke out in cold sweat when he saw this part. Let alone 10 people, the sacrifice of dozens or hundreds of people would cause a disaster that shook the continent, so he quickly turned the page and read down.

The largest territory of the Old Empire turned into the occupied area of ​​the Scourge in just a few months...

In the name of conquest of the undead army, countries frantically encroach on the territory of the old empire...

The necromancer transformed into the Lich King...

The chaos and panic lasted for nearly ten years, and the threat and destructive power of black magic were far inferior to those of the various forces who tore up the old empire as a delicious cake and frantically joined the war, wishing for the chaos to be better. The Beast Emperor and the Dwarf King joined forces to drive the Lich King out of the southern continent. The forces of various countries who lost their excuses had to stop their carnival. At this time, the old empire had been completely destroyed, and there were no wrecks left.

That king faithfully wrote down the greed and eating of the countries in this incident, and only recorded the whereabouts of the Lich King at the end-it fled to the northern grassland, the territory of the tauren and centaur, and did not know Why did he die locally.

In the superficial history, this Lich King was the chief culprit for the fall of the old empire, and it was indeed so powerful that people were afraid of it. The place where it died was called the cursed land, and the various clans agreed never to attack the grassland , to avoid a large amount of blood to revive it.

Carlisle was too dazed to recover...

When he saw the beginning part, he thought it was the necromancer who brought about the terrible disaster. After all, black magic is always full of mystery and frightening, and the world's reputation is so; but in King St. Bridge's handwriting, What is truly terrifying is not the Lich King at all, but... the human heart!

The destruction of the old empire was actually a carnival for all countries in the human kingdom!

Needless to say, the northern countries with convenient location, the northern countries in the Kingdom Federation have the loudest voices. Even the weak southern six tribes, although unable to send troops to fight for territory, have also received a large number of remnants and wealth from the old empire...

Carlisle closed the black book with slightly trembling hands, pressed hard on his forehead for a while to breathe before calming down, he closed his eyes slowly, turned his head to the north, and smiled wryly: "You are right, teacher... ...There is nothing to be afraid of in this world except the human heart, what is it to make a deal with the devil, how many people hide the devil in their hearts..."

"Ah, Ah Choo!"

Xiao Yun sneezed violently, Qiu, who was next to him, glanced at him, stretched out his paws to hug Xiao Yun, the back of Xiao Yun's head and back were completely covered by the fluffy hair on his abdomen.

"It's fine, it's fine, I don't have a cold, maybe someone is secretly praising me for being handsome." Xiao Yun raised his hand to hug Qiu's claw, and waved his other hand forward, "Run, Mumu, hurry up!"

"Okay!" Mumu, who had transformed into a snow wolf, responded cheerfully, dragging the sled and running fast, at least 120 miles per hour.

Qing Yan, who was sitting on the same sled, did not transform. He was still more resistant to cold. Now, with his elbows on his knees and his chin on the back of his hand, he lazily watched the rapidly receding snow scene on both sides.

"Going out to play without bringing a big river, she must be talking about it for a long time when I go back." The cold wind of shaving his face is nothing to Qingyan, and this guy is still gnawing on the dried fish slowly against the cold wind.

"It's not called out to play, it's snowing and freezing, but we don't forget our old friends, the tauren, and give them maltose and honey!" Xiao Yun hugged Qiu's fluffy forelimbs with his backhand and licked him wantonly, unceremoniously As a cushion and a pillow, "Why do you always miss Dahe and want to talk about interracial love? I disagree, you two can't have cubs."

Qiu & Qingyan: "..."

Qiu turned her face: "No, Qingyan, you want to be a partner with Dahe?"

Qingyan's face turned black, and he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I... you... Dahe and I are friends! Good friends!"

Xiao Yun didn't even say to respect Qing Yan's explanation, rubbing Jiojio who was sitting a little numb with his hands: "It's fine if you don't have it, why are you excited. Oh, your feet are numb after sitting for a long time, Mumu, are you tired from running? Exchange the two?"

"Not tired!" Mumu ran and jumped happily.

"Change with me when you're tired!" Xiao Yun put more and more weight on Qiu's body. Look, he is indeed a good student with both good character and academics. All the sledding was on him!