Chapter 1871: Cost-effective

Ancient writing is one of the most dazzling elements in ancient civilization.
Not only because it is widely used, it shines in all fields, but also because it symbolizes the will of God and is the highest gift God bestows on mankind.
The power that a single ancient text can release is limited, but when they are put together to form a vocabulary, and then stacked into a sentence, it can release an unparalleled power.
However, the above situations are all based on the correct ordering.
If the ordering is disordered, resulting in vocabulary errors and mixed sentence meanings, in this case, if activated by magic, there will only be two possibilities.
Either the ancient text cannot be activated smoothly, or it will cause a catastrophe.
In the early days when mankind acquired ancient writings, some scholars with an adventurous spirit, regardless of personal safety, boldly tried various combinations. With their unremitting efforts, these people finally succeeded in playing themselves to death.
Nearly half of the scholars died in the Big Bang, and the remaining half mathematicians died in various types of disasters.
For example, being sucked into a small black hole created by the power of ancient characters, such as a sudden crack in space, tearing a dead scholar to pieces, or pulling a meteorite from the universe to arrange it in a wrong order. The text, together with those scholars who died, was smashed into powder.
All in all, you can write ancient characters at will, in any combination, even if it is too wrong, as long as you don't use the magic value to activate, everything will be fine.
But once activated by the magic value, the result is mostly a box.
There has been a record in the biology of ancient civilizations that the living human body is a substance that always has magical power. That is to say, if ancient characters are engraved on the human body, the engraved ancient characters will always be activated. in.
In other words, the person who has ancient characters engraved on his body will be blessed by the power of ancient characters.
But this is also limited to theory.
In fact, any lineage other than ancient races cannot carry the power of ancient writing, and the result will only lead to death.
Even in ancient races, Alexander had never seen anything like mine.
He stared like a sword, pierced Master Dewey, and said: "How can you mess around like this!"
Master Dewey was shocked by his sudden reprimand, and pointed to his nose: "What's wrong with me?"
"Aren't those ancient characters carved by you?" Alexander questioned, and then he turned his gaze to me, his expression full of horror: "I didn't expect you to carry such a large number of ancient characters. , But didn't explode to death? I can't believe it, all this turned out to be true!"
"Actually" I scratched my head and clarified: "You have misunderstood my foster father."
"Oh?" Alexander was startled.
"These ancient characters were not carved with the pattern of the foster father, but were born in nature."
"Heaven, born?" Alexander almost bit his tongue. Fortunately, he was a memory image, otherwise he would be embarrassed.
"Replacement like fake" I said.
After all, I strode up to the high platform and showed my arm to Alexander.
Although he couldn't touch it, Alexander still stretched out his hands and rubbed it repeatedly along my arm.
In the process of rubbing, he has a weird expression and complex eyes. His face has both fear of mysterious things, an unstoppable greed instinct, and specks of rational brilliance.
After a long time, he withdrew his hand, sighed, and said: "I heard in my childhood that humans who were born with ancient characters appeared, but I don't know the specifics."
"Then who did you hear about it?" I asked.
"Well" Alexander thought for a while and said, "I heard about it from my grandfather, but my grandfather also listened to his grandfather."
It turned out to be such a relationship, even if I collected the remains of Felid Rupert intact and brought him back to life, I still couldn't figure out the situation of my left arm.
...Forget it, this is all fate, and there are some things that may be more reassuring if you don't know it.
My secret did not make Alexander change his mind, but my sincerity made Alexander no longer firmly refuse.
He said that although my unscrupulously revealing secrets to him was impulsive, and even called stupidity, this attitude of striving for trust is still very pertinent.
To reciprocate, he decided to first try to observe the research work of Master Dewey and others, and will make a decision after a period of observation. As to whether to help or refuse, it is entirely up to Alexander himself.
Master Dewey finally breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the bandage on the ground, walked quickly to me, and carefully wrapped it up for me, and said gratefully: "Xiao Yi, thank you."
"It's too far apart, foster father" I said hehe: "A family should unite, support each other, and work together to create a better future."
After this, Master Dewey called all the staff over, and everyone carefully transported the wooden coffin from the high platform, and took the lead in transporting it into the magic airship and placed it in Master Dewey's room.
After doing all of this, we returned to the tomb and sent most of the staff to split the Mithril High Platform. The rest of the people followed me and packed the fine gold nuggets into the airship. .
Master Dewey promised that all these fine gold will be used as raw materials to create an fine gold weapon for every member of our guild.
This generous promise directly stunned Master Hall. He almost knelt on the ground and begged Master Dewey to take back the promise. However, Master Dewey spit a nail in one mouthful, and the promise he uttered was bound to be fulfilled.
In desperation, with his face like ashes, he took the lead to return to the airship to rest.
Master Dewey's reaction to Master Hall was a bitter smile. As a goblin, he naturally understood the temptation of such a large piece of fine gold for goblin.
But he has already reaped more benefits from his trip, and I am embarrassed to take advantage of me again, and in order to thank me for my dedication today, he has to come up with some substantial rewards to make sense.
For an adventurer, the most affordable reward is nothing more than a good set of equipment.
But based on the amount of fine gold in the tomb, it was impossible to build a few sets of pure fine gold equipment, so I set aside and replaced the equipment with weapons.
Such a large piece of fine gold, even if everyone in the Fearless Guild is equipped with Yura, Kailan, Daphne and others, there will still be a surplus.
Not only meets everyone's requirements, but also leaves a small piece of material for myself. This kind of business is called a good deal.
It's impossible for an old miser like Master Hall to succeed!
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