Mo Tianma poured all the scrap steel into the furnace and pressed the controller to sink the furnace into the magma.
Then she handed the controller in her hand to Jiu Motoko, "Sister, after 6 hours, you can press the green button to pull up the melting furnace."
"When the time comes, you just throw your spiritual materials in, then use your spiritual power to control the shape, and control the rest yourself. After solidification, it can be formed."
Jiu Motoko took over the controller and said a bit incredulously: "That's it, is this the advice you provided?"
Throw materials into the stove and press the up and down buttons. Who doesn't know how to do this?
Mo Tian's mother shook her finger and said, "It's not as simple as you think. How deep you put the melting furnace depends on your experience. Just don't throw it into it. If it's shallow, the temperature won't be enough to burn it. If it's deep, the magma will fall out. Go in and let the spiritual things become contaminated with impurities.”
"Besides, if I didn't tell you to add steel and you put in other spiritual materials, it wouldn't be starting from zero."
"And my furnace is different from other furnaces. It is a magic weapon-level spiritual object, and the others are just magic weapons."
Speaking of this, she suddenly thought of something and took out a manual. "There are this manual for refining equipment in other rooms. This is my own workshop, so I didn't put this book."
"If you take a look at it in these few hours, you can master the basic methods of refining weapons." Mo Tian's mother said and took out another leaflet.
"This is the weapon refiner certification exam led by the Yiren Bureau and united with all the weapon refining families and companies, sponsored by Diyi Auction. If you are interested, sisters can take the exam. The highest level is nine, and my Xiaotian is already a fifth level refining expert. A master of weapons."
She said mysteriously: "There is a difference between certified and uncertified weapon refiners. The spiritual objects produced by certified weapon refiners can easily be sold at a good price."
Mo Tianma forced the promotional paper into Jiu Yuanzi's arms, and handed one to every unfamiliar customer.
No reason, just because they can handle registration, one person can earn 100,000 yuan in agency fees.
Even small mosquitoes are like meat. It’s really hard to relax because there is a weapon refiner in the family who is burning money.
Before leaving, Mo Tian's mother also warned: "Sisters, be careful, don't fall in. We are not responsible if you fall, and there is no way to collect your body. It will turn into ashes in an instant."
Jiu Motoko really thanked her for reminding her that such an unreliable and random workshop was because he was the only one who provided free weapon refining services.
Otherwise, with this kind of price and service, it should have gone out of business long ago.
She is still a little unaccustomed to industrialization, and things like weapon refining always feel very personal.
Such an assembly line-like workshop operation made her feel weird.
The door of the weapon refining room was closed, and only Jiu Motoko and Pseudo Brother were left in the room. She sat beside the magma pit and read the weapon refining guide in her hand.
The book also said that the Weapon Refining Certification Association provides six words for free. It would be more kind-hearted if the certification fee was lower.
Jiu Motoko threw the flyer aside. She had no interest in taking any grade.
The routine in the world is like an old sow wearing a bra, one after another, and you will be deceived if you are not careful.
Waiting for the scrap steel to melt, she carefully read the free weapon refining guide.
It's really very basic. It just teaches you the most basic process. It's almost fool-proof. You can do it with a little spiritual power.
If you don't have spiritual power and still want to do this kind of thing, just go to the alien bureau and gamble your luck.
The fake brother stood by the magma pit, glanced at the red and bubbling magma below, and immediately avoided it.
Seeing Motoko Jiu sitting on the ground reading a book, it ran away and turned into a desk with a chair.
Jiu Motoko glanced at it, sat on the chair, and started studying by the stove.
Not long after, she asked her fake brother to turn the desk into a sofa, and finally into a bed beside the magma pit. She clicked on the science and education channel on her mobile phone and lay down to watch documentaries about industrial chemical plants.
Whoever made weapon refining become an industry cannot act like an idiot and know nothing.
Jiu Motoko didn't know if other people looked at smelting things, but she wanted to take a look, maybe she could make a difference in refining weapons.
If you don't try, how will you know where your talents lie? Of course, it's possible that you won't know that you are really good at anything until you try.
As soon as the six hours were up, the alarm clock on Shu Motoko's cell phone rang. She immediately jumped up, held down the button on the controller, and hoisted the furnace back up.
The heat wave hit my face, and the entire furnace was burned orange, and the furnace was the same color as the magma.
It was full of a furnace of molten steel. Jiu Yuanzi used his spiritual power to separate half of it and let them float in the air.
The fake brother retreated to the corner. If this ball of molten steel were smashed down, it would not be a clay man, but an iron man.
Jiu Motoko controlled the molten steel to float in the air with one hand, and took out four-fifths of the hair from the Qiankun in the sleeve with the other hand, leaving a little bit for spare.
She wrapped Ling Xiaosheng's hair with spiritual power and put it into the molten steel.
As soon as the molten steel accepted these hairs, a force suddenly burst out, and the entire molten steel became unstable.
Jiu Motoko quickly controlled the spiritual power with both hands and pressed down all the places that were about to explode. Wherever there were signs of collapse, she would thicken the spiritual power alone.
Relying on her skillful use of spiritual power, she controlled the entire mass of molten steel in a stable state without consuming a large amount of spiritual power.
Ling Xiaosheng's hair melted in the molten steel and penetrated into it. Jiu Yuanzi felt a trace of irritability from the molten steel through spiritual power.
There must be something underneath the volcanic magma, otherwise it would be impossible to melt the spiritual material simply by throwing it into the molten steel without real fire.
The furnace here is just to cover up what's in the volcano.
But she didn't have any thoughts of finding out the secrets and taking possession of the things in the magma. You don't have so many things in the world, do you want them all?
How can there be such a good thing? It just needs to be used.
Jiu Motoko wants to live a leisurely life, instead of being hunted by alien bureaus all over the world. He will do things like killing people and robbing wealth only if he is not clear-headed.
After the hair melted, the molten steel began to compress and shrink from the size of half a house under the influence of spiritual power.
In the end, the ball of molten steel was only as big as a washbasin.
The volume becomes smaller, but the energy becomes more concentrated. If it cannot be controlled, it will explode, and the power will be more than ten times greater than before.
Even Jiu Motoko would be seriously injured.
She carefully used her spiritual power to separate the molten steel and pull them into the spiritual objects she wanted.
This is something that requires not only superb spiritual power control, but also good aesthetic ability. Otherwise, the things you make will be so ugly that you won’t be able to use them.
Shu Motoko has good aesthetic ability. After all, he is a person who has seen many good things. But just because your eyes can see, it doesn't mean you can do it.
Just because you know what's delicious doesn't mean you can make it. That's the kind of person she is.
It's impossible to think about what kind of beautiful and tall spiritual creature a little demon fairy who can't even make a statue for his fake brother can make.
If that were the case, the streets would be full of weapon refiners.
Two hours later, Jiu Motoko finally completed her first weapon refining work. There was a bright stainless steel net floating above the furnace.
The net is not big, only about one meter, and the mesh holes are a bit big. Fish weighing about one pound can definitely get out.
When she got the fish net at the beach and let the old fishermen see it, they all praised her for her awareness of protecting biodiversity and deliberately making the mesh larger to catch only big fish and let go of small fish.
"I didn't expect that I would be talented in this area. The first time I weaved a net, I had such good results. The "36 Ways to Braid Hair" that I learned when I was bored really played a decisive role." Motoko Shuu Said happily.
Then she used her spiritual power to pull the net back and tentatively touched it with her fingers. It was no longer hot.
She didn't know the purpose of this net, but the aura emanating from it clearly showed that it was a spiritual object.
Jiu Yuanzi estimated based on his experience that the heaven-level magic weapon was only a little short of a magic weapon.
It's a pity that self-refined spiritual objects will not display the words "product of the dojo", otherwise they could be taken out to show off.
The first time I refined the weapon, I produced a heaven-level magic weapon. The material with a little bit of divine energy was extraordinary.
There was still half of the molten steel left, and Motoko Shu discovered that they had not cooled down at all, and had always maintained the same temperature as when they were pulled out of the magma in the furnace.
It seems that the magic weapon-level melting furnace is still useful, saving her from having to put it into the magma and reheat it.
Jiu Yuanzi took out the spirit-charging treasure and spent half an hour to replenish the spiritual power before taking out all the molten steel.
Following the same pattern, she threw her finger in this time.
Suddenly, the molten steel produced a strong airflow, creating a tornado in the house. If the fake brother hadn't hugged the furnace frame, he would have been sucked into the molten steel.
This was the second time. Jiu Motoko used her spiritual power to seal the molten steel bit by bit. The tornado became smaller and smaller, and finally it was completely sealed, and calm returned to the refining room.
The process of building the shape was difficult, but luckily she found a picture in advance. Now she floated her phone in front of her, looked at the pattern on it, and imitated one.
This time it took three hours for Jiu Yuanzi to take the shape, cool down and refine the spiritual object.
It was a 12cm long silver finger cot with barely visible patterns.
There are three faint blood-red lines on the finger cot. They are the blood in Ling Xiaosheng's fingers, and they are not the effects specially made by Jiu Motoko.
This is a random pattern that has nothing to do with her artistic ability.
The entire finger cot exudes rich spiritual energy, an earth-level magic weapon.
Jiu Yuanzi is very tired now. He is holding the Lingbao to replenish his spiritual power, but he is very happy in his heart.
As long as the spiritual materials are good enough, good things can be made even if the skills are not good enough.
The best materials can become the best spiritual objects with the most simple and simple refining.
She stretched out her right hand, and the finger cot flew over and was put directly on her little finger. It fit tightly as if it was custom-made for her little finger.
He tried it on his little finger, and with a thought, the finger cot flew onto his index finger, as if it was custom-made.
It can adjust its cuff according to the size of the finger, and always stays on Shu Motoko's finger, maintaining the most perfect and comfortable size.
"These two are called Yuanzi Finger Gloves and Yuanzi Net. The spiritual objects you refine must of course be named after yourself." She immediately named them without thinking.
Thinking that I have been here for more than ten hours and have not stayed in the room I booked, and it is probably impossible to refund the money, I might as well refine the Frustration Gloves while there is still some time in the weapon refining room.
She didn't bother with this thing. She threw all 14 gloves into the melting furnace without leaving a drop of molten steel for them, and just put them directly into the magma for refining.
They are not spiritual materials, they are all the same magic weapon. Just treat them as Gu and see if they can grow a gauntlet of despair.
At worst, after destroying them all, I can buy a few more pairs at the dojo next time. There are really too many of them, and I don’t know if anyone else has them.
After waiting for another two hours, the melting furnace below suddenly made an explosion, and Jiu Motoko jumped up.
She pulled up the melting furnace and saw that it was filled with spiritual energy. After using her spiritual power to take out the contents, she saw a glove covered with festive patterns like a large flower jacket.
The name and characteristics of the dojo are all gone. It has been transformed from an earth-level magic weapon into a magic weapon.
The lowest level magic weapon is almost yellow level.
This is Jiu Yuanzi's own assessment. After all, the spiritual creatures in the outside world are not divided into the levels of Xuanhuang and Tiandi Xuanhuang.
It’s not that I don’t want to comment, it’s that there is no authoritative place to determine what kind of quality reaches which level.
The main reason is that the materials are too weird. Even the Diyi Auction House would find it difficult to use spiritual materials such as heaven-level plastic bags.
Seeing the changes to the Gauntlet of Frustration, no matter what its properties are now, it's upgraded.
Thinking of this, Jiu Motoko couldn't help but look at the stick figure whose handle turned into a dumbbell and was lifting the dumbbell.
If you throw it down and put some molten steel in it, will it turn into an iron man?
Brother Pseudo suddenly raised his head, and his face without facial features met her eyes.
It suddenly began to change crazily. Muscles began to appear on the ordinary stick figure body, and facial features even wanted to grow on the face.
One moment he looked a bit like Mr. Ning, the other moment he looked a bit like Mo Tian, and there was even a brief appearance of No. 1 and others.
Jiu Wuzi watched it try to change all the men it had seen, as long as they were not ugly, but in the end it could not stably change the face.
Seeing that it still couldn't turn into a human despite trying so hard, Jiu Yuanzi said: "Okay, let's just be your tool and don't think about turning into a human."
"I don't want to throw you away either. When the time comes, you will no longer be a little e-donkey, but will become a man. How can you let me ride you in public?"
The little demon fairy was so kind, and the fake brother cheered up again, and started to demonstrate by turning around the vehicles and furniture that he could transform into at lightning speed.
This proves that he is much more useful than men.
Jiu Motoko was almost moved to tears. What a fool. How could a man have such a useful tool? There was no need to doubt his own existence.
"Let's go back to Haicheng. Let's see if we can take someone back on the island. At least we should earn back the rent we spent here." She put away the spiritual objects and went on her own. Go to the door.
When the fake brother saw it, he quickly turned into a stickman and followed him.
