The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

v4 Chapter 927: There are good things, no good craftsman

Latest website: Jung raised his torch-like right hand and looked at it carefully.

Eventually, the pale flame was completely covered by divine power and disappeared.

He fell to the ground as if he had lost all his strength, the entire palm of his right hand was almost burned, and only a little bit of muscle was left to hold the bones.

Charles hurriedly threw the long sword in his hand aside, took out a glass bottle exuding green light from the storage ring, and then squeezed the Pope's nose and poured a bottle of "Fountain of Life" into his stomach.

Next, it's time to witness the miracle.

The right hand, which was better than the skeleton, was instantly enveloped in emerald green light. Under the action of life force, the missing muscles, blood vessels, nerves, etc. grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye. The whole process took less than ten minutes.

Enrico widened his eyes and asked Charles in disbelief: "This...this is the legendary fountain of life?"

With Charles nodding, Grace and Neytini were so surprised that their mouths were open enough to stuff a duck's egg.

But Charles said to them: "Don't talk about it, I bought it from the elf at the boss's price, that's all."

The two girls nodded quickly, and immediately swore that they would never talk too much about today's affairs.

They have all heard of this holy medicine of the elves, and how many rich people will save a bottle or two of distilled water with a drop of the fountain of life at a high price in case of emergency.

Jung moved a fully grown palm. This palm was like a child's, white and delicate, which didn't match his age at all.

"It cost you money," he said to Charles, "but I don't have that much money, and we don't have a saint in our temple, or..."

"Stop!" Charles hurriedly stopped the Pope from continuing. "It hurts my feelings without money. I didn't plan to ask you to pay."

"The saints are exempt, I don't want to become a girl."

Jung looked at him strangely and said, "That position doesn't necessarily have to be a girl, a boy can be a saint."

Charles still refused. What if Reimu sees that other people's family is a saint one day, and his own is a man, and then turns him into a girl?

He hurriedly changed the subject and complained, "How can you do experiments with yourself, what if something happens?"

"It's alright." Jung rubbed his waist, "Good guy, even my lumbar muscle strain has been cured."

"Some things can only be obtained first-hand by trying them yourself. Otherwise, what should you do if something unexpected happens? Chickens are never human."

"Fortunately, I tried it myself, otherwise no one would have noticed the difference."

"Don't say it, I have to improve those two magical techniques, you come and help."

Charles gave up persuasion. The bosses in this position are all people who have their own insistence, and will not change their minds because of other people's talk.

The two came to the headquarters of this war - the restaurant where Charles and Langsha met Sybil when they were having dinner.

Jung had just arrived, and after finding a flock of chickens, he went to the front line to do experiments, and his office had not yet been arranged.

He didn't care either, found a seat in the big box where the bigwigs were meeting, and sent Charles to get a paper and pen.

Charles has everything in his storage ring, and immediately takes out a stack of paper and a set of drawing tools.

Jung didn't say much, and immediately drew a magical array.

During the period he had a few questions that he was not sure about, so he asked Charles about it.

Jung, who seems to be rarely involved in combat, asks questions about how to use magic in combat.

After more than an hour, the magic circles of the two magic arts of "Soul Barrier" and "Soul Purification" were drawn.

The principles of the magic circle and the magic circle are roughly the same, except that the magic circle is driven by magic power, while the magic circle relies on the power of faith or spiritual power. The sacred artifact and the Holy Light Gatling that Charles bought for Mira before. The engraved is the magic circle.

It's just that Jung's face was gloomy when he completed these two magic circles. Charles took it and looked at it, and at a glance, he understood why he did this.

The direct ten centimeters of these two magic arrays, the circuit is very complicated, the most terrible thing is the width of the circuit.

"I tried my best." Jung said, "There are few believers in our temple, and we can only rely on magical items to protect the warriors."

"It's just that this magic array is too complicated."

At this time, He Dou Dagger approached the conference room. He heard Jung's last sentence, so he shouted loudly, "Let me see how complicated it is."

Charles handed him the two blueprints, he glanced at them, and said slowly and confidently: "Others' craftsmanship is almost, it takes a day, but I can make it for you tonight."

Jung smiled bitterly and said, "This is only for single use, so many warriors have one set for each..."

He Dou Dagger took a deep breath, and could only say: "That will exhaust me! Your loops are too thin, many of them are one millimeter wide, and some places are thinner, and the position accuracy requirements are not low, this is not Skills that ordinary people can have.”

What he said made sense. If the line of this millimeter was only a straight line, it would be easy to use a ruler, but basically all the magic circles were curved, then it would be difficult.

Jung thought for a moment and asked, "I heard that there is an etching method, can you use it?"

He Dou Dagger shook his head and said: "The precision is not enough, and it has to be engraved. It is not good to use the machine tool for forging the Holy Land. There are too many lines, and a little careless error will occur."

At this time, several bigwigs came to the conference room one after another. They did not disturb Charles, who was sitting in the corner dozing off against the wall, and began to listen to Jung's report on the first stage of research on necromancy.

When Charles woke up, the bosses were discussing Jung's two magic tricks.

These two magical techniques are undoubtedly good things. If a soldier is slightly injured on the front line, he can eliminate the power of the undead on the spot, and if he is seriously injured, he can restrain the invasion of the power of the undead and buy time for further rescue.

But the problem is that the magic array is too complicated to mass produce enough magic items in a short period of time.

Everyone was at a loss, and in the end they had to leave the meeting.

Jung sat there, feeling a little lost.

The Temple of Soul and Dreamland is too young and lacks background. Most of the new believers come from the Dreamland platform, and there are still too few believers on the soul side to send enough people to support.

At the meeting, someone asked whether the magic circle could be simplified a bit more~lightnovelpub.net~ Jung could only shake his head with a wry smile, which was already the result of his efforts to simplify.

He Dou Dagger, who was walking at the end, came over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Give me the blueprint. I will let the bishops do their best, at least let the death squads use it."

Jung sighed and said, "I can only trouble you."

At this time, Charles picked up the two blueprints and said, "I have a solution. I have to take a leave and leave."

He Dou Dagger looked at him and asked, "What can you do?"

Charles scratched the back of his head and said, "I can get someone to help me mass-produce it."

He Dou Dagger nodded thoughtfully, and had already guessed who he was looking for for help.

Jung hurriedly asked, "What price is needed?"

Charles vowed: "Don't worry, the problems that can be solved with money are not problems. I will pay for this batch of equipment."