Heras opened the curled letter, and found lines of small common language written in messy handwriting on the wrinkled paper. The content on it surprised him very much! ¡ª¡ªThe new chief technician of the Northerridan Artisan Association, Mag Mekar, has officially announced that the association will temporarily suspend the research on the dwarf death ray, because in the subsequent research, the energy consumption and the lethality are completely disproportionate. ¡ª¡ªThese idiots, when will they understand that purifying ¡®concentrated asphalt¡¯ is the most important thing, blindly increasing power output will inevitably lead to failure! ¡ª¡ªThe association has begun to sell off ¡®concentrated asphalt¡¯. Old friend, I auctioned all my production lines in Northeridan, and also applied for a huge loan from the Goblin Consortium! I just bought these things. I can conclude that the problem is that the purity of the "concentrated asphalt" is not enough. If I invest in this direction, maybe there will be a breakthrough? ¡ª¡ªSince the dwarfs have stopped their research, it is up to us to continue. This is the most risky investment in my life. If it succeeds, we will make a fortune! He can even rule the goblin consortium! ¡ª¡ªI purchased almost all the ¡®concentrated asphalt¡¯ and put it in that bracelet. Yes, that¡¯s the space bracelet found in the ruins of God Cry! Do you know how much money I spent to get this bracelet? I've staked almost half of my net worth, old friend, if you dare to let me down, I'll blow your head off! I swear by the name Grapp! After reading the letter, Heras was a little surprised and picked up the platinum bracelet inlaid with blue crystal. After carefully appraising it for a while, he initially concluded that using this bracelet does not require mental power, and it is similar to Algernon's space belt. And when he put the bracelet on his left wrist, he immediately stood up in shock! There is an internal space the size of a spacious bedroom in the bracelet, much larger than Algernon's Space Belt, and roughly equivalent to about one-third of the internal space of Heras' ruby ??ring. But what shocked him was not this, but the fact that the inner space of the bracelet was filled with refined so-called 'concentrated asphalt'! The quality of these refined pitchblende ores is much higher than the ones Herath obtained in the Dusk Oil Swamp! It is already the highest purity that the dwarves can currently refine! "No wonder dense salt explosive gunpowder is used as an insurance measure" Heras sighed. If anyone opens the jewelry box rashly, as long as the explosion damages the space bracelet even a little, the entire bedroom in the inner space will be refined. The uranium ore will leak out instantly, and if it is buried by these high-intensity radioactive materials, it will be almost impossible to die He has basically guessed how those orcs obtained the thunderbird eggs. It should be this goblin named Grap. When he was escaping from Steam City, he was greedy and couldn't help but steal some bird eggs. In the end, due to some accident, he lost these eggs together with his jewelry box and let the passing orcs pick them up. Heras immediately realized that if his conjecture was correct, then Grap still had the intention to steal bird eggs during his escape, which means that the situation at that time should not be particularly critical? Reminiscent of the evacuation scene in Chromie Outpost, he felt that it was possible that the Northeridan Artisan Association had voluntarily abandoned this place in order to avoid casualties "Perhaps we can still contact the evacuated dwarfs." He pondered. After a while, he walked out of this dome room full of steam pipes. The thunderstorm outside was still raging. Heras hurriedly walked into the house where Goblin Marin settled. It was dark inside. After searching for a while, he found no one. "Marin!" He shouted, but no one responded. "Where did this guy go?" Heras walked out of the door a little puzzled and started looking around in the rain. If a creature like a goblin would commit suicide due to excessive sadness, he would never believe it Soon he saw Marin's figure at the top of a steam crane. The goblin was lying on the crane's suspension arm, holding a telescope in one hand and looking at something intently. Sometimes he lowered his head and drew something on his engineering waterproof notebook. . Heras cast a flying spell and flew directly in front of the goblin. Marin screamed as if he was frightened. When his feet slipped, he was about to fall off the crane. Heras caught him and saw that he was still tight. Holding the waterproof notebook tightly, he couldn't help but look doubtfully at the place where the goblin had just been watching. It's okay not to look at it. At a glance, the corner of Heras's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He looked down at the roof of a distant house. Even without a telescope, under the clear scanning of the quantum brain, he could still see through the circular shape. The glass skylight showed what was going on in that house. In the bedroom under the skylight, Rotande was sitting calmly on a chair. Edwin was kneeling on his knees, his whole body lying on the lich's thigh bones and shaking, as if his lips were smeared with blood. Overflowing with saliva, she tightly grasped the iron bars in front of her with both hands, and opened them with all her strength.It can be seen from the mouth shape that the undead female mage is screaming. The Lich¡¯s right hand was holding the humerus of his left arm, reaching under Edwin¡¯s black robe into her raised back, pulling leisurely like a saw. Herath glanced at it and then looked away, and then he caught a glimpse of what was drawn on the goblin's waterproof notebook. It was exactly the same scene, except that the lich was replaced by a mighty goblin warrior "You'd better not let Edwin see this notebook, Marlin." Heras joked with a smile, then he put away his smile and continued to ask: "Who is Grap?" Seeing that the goblin was still distracted. , Heras picked him up and shook him vigorously, "There is a goblin named Grap in Northerridan City. Do you know him?" "Uh Grap let me think about it. Think" Marin was shaken a little, and he tugged at his ears, then opened his eyes wide: "What?" "He is one of the shareholders of the Goblin Consortium! , specializing in the production of war machines!" Marin said hurriedly: "Some of the terrifying machines produced by his factory can even fight against some powerful high-level machines!" "For example?" Heras asked lightly. "Electrochemically powered mechas, as well as elemental high-explosive bombs and the like, he has extensive cooperation with many high-level mages. Only expert engineering machinery operators can barely control such complex machines, but generally speaking These high-end products are only equipped for ace operators," Marin said wistfully, "But the production of such things has never been increased. The cost and time-consuming of manufacturing an electrochemical-powered mecha is astonishingly high, higher than that of yours. The level is much more difficult!" Herath nodded upon hearing this. With the protection of these powerful machines, if they were not prepared to resist from the beginning, most of the residents of Northeridan City should be able to evacuate. "It's okay, you can continue" Heras dropped the goblin and immediately flew towards the subway entrance in the middle of the Chromie outpost. When Marin saw this, he took out his telescope, climbed up in a hurry, and then restarted his drawing work on the waterproof notebook The subway entrance was covered with an iron plate connected to the pulleys, leaving only a narrow Small gaps. Heras explored the surroundings for a while, and then pulled down a hidden lever. With the harsh friction of rusty pulleys, the wide iron plate gradually lifted up, revealing the real subway entrance. Only then did I realize how spacious this entrance to the underground was. The wide corridor steps end in front of two closed iron doors. The length and width of the iron doors are ten meters each. At a glance, the front looks like a giant enclosed underground garage. The rainwater running down the steps is drained away by the sewer. , the iron door was even dry before. It seems that this subway is not only transporting people, but also those war machines. Heras looked at the huge tunnel in front of him with some emotion. It seems that technological civilization is really good at digging holes "The dwarfs must have evacuated from these underground transportation networks. Maybe I should go inside and see if there are any clues." ." Heras thought for a while and walked to the iron door. After searching carefully for a while, he didn't find any switch. It seemed that the iron door was locked from the inside, and the only way to open it was to use violent means. Looking inside from the middle, Heras initially judged that the two iron doors were at least one meter thick and made of some kind of refined steel. If they were destroyed with a level 4 attack spell, they might destroy him. Even if all the mental energy is used up, there is no way to carve out an entrance. However, he has invented a force field magic, which is specially used for demolition Heras pressed his hands on the iron door and instantly activated the spell configuration. His mental power showed through his palms, Under the influence of the spell effect, it began to transform into some regularly oscillating force fields. The oscillation frequency of the force field was gradually adjusted from low to high. The quantum brain analyzed the frequency while calculating the stress changes of the iron door. Until the frequency changed to a certain value, the iron door suddenly experienced a deformation that could be detected by the quantum brain. He finally made a few fine adjustments and finally determined the resonant frequency of the iron door. Then Heras¡¯s mental power suddenly increased its output! Soon the entire sentry post was shaking violently like an earthquake!