"Hey, uh, brother Lingfei, is the baby you mentioned in the package in your arms?"
Ling Fei showed a complacent expression at the right time, and carefully placed the package among the crowd:
"Yes, it's this baby, hey, don't do it, I'll open it for you to see now."
"Hey, okay, we won't mess around." Someone replied immediately.
Ling Fei's expression became solemn, and he carefully opened the cloth bag layer by layer, finally revealing a red scale, obviously it was a broken scale of the Explosive Dragon, only about one-fifth the size of a complete scale.
"Hiss... this is?"
Matthews' face changed, and he asked with some uncertainty.
Ling Fei continued to say triumphantly:
"Hey, Brother Matthews, you already recognized it, why bother to ask knowingly, this is what you imagined."
Some people in the crowd were still puzzled. Looking at the scales and listening to the two people playing charades, they suddenly muttered in dissatisfaction:
"Hey, Matthews, what is this thing, tell me quickly, what kind of riddle is it?"
"That's...that's... hurry up, don't fucking... be like a bitch, whimpering..."
Immediately, several people in the crowd joined in. Judging by the big mouth, it seemed that they really drank too much.
Matthews' face suddenly stiffened, and he cursed angrily:
"Shut up, I don't even know about this stuff, how dare you call yourself an alchemist? These are the scales of the Explosive Flame Dragon."
"What, it's impossible, the Explosive Flame Dragon has been extinct for thousands of years, how could it exist?"
Immediately, someone yelled in disbelief.
The crowd suddenly began to communicate in low voices, but Ling Fei could hear many doubtful voices.
These questions were like insulting Ling Fei, he stood up with an angry face, and retorted:
"I can only find this broken scale because it is extinct. If it is still alive, I will kill a living one!"
Although what he said was a bit exaggerated, it also made sense. The Explosive Flame Dragon was dead, but it didn't mean he couldn't even find a scale, so he realized it.
Hader actually didn't care who the scales belonged to. He waved his hand to prevent other people from talking privately, and called out impatiently:
"Hey, let me tell you, don't talk nonsense for now, let's talk about Brother Lingfei first, how he got inspiration from this broken scale, what can he say!"
Ling Fei was still full of anger. He quickly wrapped the scales, hugged them in his arms, and said coldly:
"Since you don't believe me? What's the point of saying that?"
After speaking, he stood up and raised his legs as if to leave, but was stopped by Matthews:
"Hey, brother Lingfei, it's not that you don't know that we alchemists pay attention to a reason and evidence in everything we do, and never make judgments. This is the character of our profession. It doesn't mean that you are a liar, don't Let’s get angry, tell everyone, as long as what you say makes sense, we will definitely believe you.”
Hade also quickly added: "Hey, brother Lingfei, you also found your scales. Tell me, and everyone will help you research and study. Maybe these scales are even rarer than the scales of the Explosive Dragon. Not sure!"
"If this is really rarer than the scales of the Explosive Dragon, if you make a mistake, won't you be able to buy them at a high price?"
"I don't want to sell it for a high price. I mainly want to use this scale to find someone to make me a weapon or armor."
Ling Fei seemed to be talking to himself.
Matthews immediately said:
"Hey, brother Lingfei, think about it, if we really develop the technology that can increase the magic ability of the warrior's weapon that you said, wouldn't it be of great benefit to you? It might be possible to apply this technology to armor.”
Seeming to be finally persuaded, Ling Fei nodded and said:
"Hey, do you have anything that can put things down?"
"Uh, brother Lingfei, what's the use of that tool?"
Some people were a little confused by Ling Fei's ambiguous words.
Ling Fei thought for a while, and his eyes lit up:
"It's the magician's 'micro-vision technique'. Yes, it's the same principle, that is, to magnify small things so that you can see things more clearly."
Matthews suddenly realized, and shouted to a person in the crowd:
"Bell, go, get your magic microscopic mirror!"
"Magic Microscope?"
Mo Ni was a little curious.
Harde replied casually: "Oh, actually, it is a machine made by using the principle of magic microvision and some rare materials. You can watch this together. It is used by Bell to explain the fine structure of the alchemy bomb to us. "
After a while, I saw the man named Bell walking back holding a strange thing ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the size of a millstone.
"How do you use this?"
Ling Fei asked curiously.
"Hey, it's simple, it only needs a little magic, it can be powered by magic spar, or a magician can use magic power to activate it. You put the scales of the Explosive Dragon on the table, yes, put it here, Then when I activate it, I can zoom in the air, and voila, that's it."
Bell simply explained the principle, and immediately activated the button. After a flash, a beam of light shot upwards along the platform at the bottom of the scales, and then passed through a small hole above the machine, projecting a huge The scales are about ten times the size of the original scales, and they are very clear.
Lingfei could guess that the alchemist must have this kind of micro-vision technology, but he didn't expect it to be so advanced that it was almost catching up with Maggie and their ancient technology projection movies.
"How about it, Brother Lingfei, is this okay?" Bell continued to ask.
Ling Fei showed satisfaction on his face, and praised: "Brother Bell is indeed a genius, hey, by the way, I don't know all the alchemists, who can do magic?"
When Ling Fei asked this question, everyone's expressions were a little embarrassing, and it was Harder's idea:
"Hey, brother Lingfei, if we know magic, who would be bored to stay in this place where no **** is possible? We would have gone to the nobleman's house to be guests of honor!"
Ling Fei said with some embarrassment:
"Sorry, sorry, I'm taking the liberty, Mo Ni, I'll trouble you then!"
Mo Ni has been watching coldly from the sidelines. Ling Fei is too good at pretending. He and his decisiveness in the cave are completely two people. They look like they have not experienced much in the world. They still insist on asking themselves to help, saying that it is beneficial. Now Instead, you want to use yourself, there is no door.