In the end, the Lions and Papalars were allowed to go. After all, although their magic furnace was weird, it did not violate the rules of the game. The Continental League does not stipulate that alchemists must use special magic furnaces to compete.
Led by the staff, the three entered the competition room through a long corridor. The competition room was a closed place. Before leaving, the dwarf staff couldn't help but asked curiously:
"You two, why do you have to use such a magic furnace?"
"My friend, didn't I tell you," Rhett replied gracefully, "I am a Templar, not an alchemist."
"Ha, you really know how to joke." The dwarf laughed and winked at him and said, "Look at those guys, their faces are green with anger. So what about the combat craftsmen? Our Templars are also masters of alchemy."
The lion man shrugged and was about to tell him that he was not a master of alchemy. But I heard the Papalar man say loudly: "You are right, I am a master of alchemy. Not only that, I am also a cartographer. Because I work several jobs at the same time, I always get hungry very quickly." It must be understood that human energy is limited, but the appetite of a Papalar is unlimited.”
The dwarf expressed his understanding and closed the door.
There is already a sea of joy outside the stadium
"Haha," the dwarf lady couldn't help but waved her fist after hearing Lion Red's answer: "That's a great answer. We don't even need to dispatch a special alchemy master. Our Templar's alchemy even They are much more powerful than those poor Guta people. Look at the faces of the stray horses when they heard this. They are even more embarrassing and funny than when the guy from Arquette fell into the horse manure last month. .”
The stray horse was also a bit funny, but he always felt that the big cat man was not telling lies. He couldn't help but ask: "What if what he said is true?"
"Really?" Aisha shook her head, as if she heard the biggest joke: "How is this possible? Our staff are not fools. How can we really let a Templar enter the competition?"
The wandering horse looked at the projection above the arena and nodded in agreement.
Yes, how is that possible?
I am indeed a bit unfounded.
In the projection above the stadium, Fang Zheng entered the competition room and looked around curiously at the environment. Naturally, he had no idea that his actions were being watched by everyone. Under the gaze of thousands of people, he also sighed that Elpaxin's assessment room was really big, at least much bigger than Kapka's. .
The assessment room of the Kapka Artisans Association has only one console, and only one person can participate in the assessment at the same time. But as for Elpaxin, there are actually five of them.
He curiously touched here and there, and this action caught everyone's eyes and aroused a burst of knowing laughter.
It's too exaggerated, it's too exaggerated. This game in El Pashin is already the last two rounds of the league. Even if the players of each team have never played in person, they have seen this room countless times. It is necessary to make such a decision. Do you look like a country bumpkin coming to town?
In the eyes of El Paxin's audience, this was clearly a slap in the face to those ancient Guta people. From their perspective, Fang's demeanor clearly means that even if I have never seen these things before, even if I am just a novice, I can still easily defeat you and firmly enter the top five.
As for whether we can defeat it, isn't that obvious? As the birthplace of the Construct School, the Kapka Craftsmen's Association is not big, but it has a long history. It is even higher than Elpaxin in the alchemy world of Corin Ithulian. As long as they are not forfeited in this game, even if they make a few big mistakes and only get basic points, they will still not fall out of the top five based on their previous points.
Then the audience burst into laughter, and only the representative area of the ancient pagoda was completely silent. Just as Ms. Aisha said, everyone looked as if they were still alive after eating a fly.
But Fang had no idea what was going on outside.
Oh my god, he was really looking at this room. It was a round room with pipes all over it. The brass-cased pipelines all lead to a giant metal ball suspended in mid-air in the center, which is actually a spherical magic device called the Ether Furnace. Since the age of the Numerin elves, alchemists have begun to use this kind of 'CNC machine tool' known as the magic tool to produce top-notch precision magic tools and mechanical structures.
To this day, the core of this thing has not changed much, but its security and stability have been improved.
Of course, he knew that the ether furnace in front of him was not a real ether furnace, but a teaching tool specially used for testing after modification, and it did not have a real smelting function. He had seen something similar once in Kapka, but that one was much smaller than the one in front of him.
He looked at the five consoles protruding from the ground, then took off the control gloves and handed them to Red behind him, and then walked forward alone.
At this time, the arena was like a stone falling into water, with ripples rippling in circles.
The audience at El Paxin stopped laughing and started whispering to each other. The sound of whispers gradually spread throughout the arena.
"Why do you feel that this boy is the leader of the Kapka Craftsmen Association team?"
"Yeah, I thought it was the big cat's. Is he too young?"
"Why did that Papalar guy sit down and start eating, wait, where did he get the apple from?"
"Speaking of which, I'm a little surprised. Didn't you notice that there are only three of them?"
The wandering horses were also curious.
He has now recognized the three Fangs, who are exactly the strange combination he saw in the middle area of El Paxin before. But he couldn't help but wonder if these people had already been in El Paxin, so why did they come now?
Moreover, this game is a five-player competition. Although there is no clear rule that all players must be full to play, how can three people complete the game?
He couldn't help but look at Ms. Aisha on the side.
But the dwarf lady was equally confused: "Why did he go up alone, and where were the others? I thought there were two more of them who hadn't arrived yet. Isn't this little guy going to wait for the others?"
Ma'er subconsciously glanced at the live broadcast room. He knew that there might be professionals among the fans, but this time he was disappointed. His viewers didn't understand the format of this game even more than he did.
The focus of discussion in the barrage was Fang's glove.
This is also normal, fighting craftsmen is a quite hot topic on earth. Most ordinary followers of the new world will talk about this profession and know some of the famous selectors in this profession.
"That guy is still a combat craftsman. At such a young age, is he still a selector?" someone asked.
"That's for sure." The following barrage immediately answered him. "A common sense is that the average aboriginal alchemist is older. Moreover, it is the fourth generation gimbal of the Kingfisher Workshop. The mai of the Dragon Ai Wine Guild uses this glove. It is exactly the same, and the selector is very Those who like this model of gloves include even the chosen ones of the Oshu Empire."
"Ha, then he is also a combat craftsman. I said earlier that the big-breasted and brainless female player is a combat craftsman. I thought she was so powerful, but I didn't expect we have one too."
"Yeah, anchors can't increase others' prestige and destroy their own ambitions."
Seeing the audience talking a lot, Wandering Horse couldn't help but shake his head.
Although he is a scenery anchor, he has been around Aitaria for a long time, and at least he has a higher vision than these people. Wearing a control glove is a combat craftsman? That's not necessarily true. Most craftsmen will wear a control glove or a clockwork fairy or something, even if they are not combat craftsmen.
After all, it’s not like only combat craftsmen can control flexible constructions. The Clockwork Fairy has no requirements for magic adaptability, and it’s not particularly difficult under single control. Practice makes perfect. Once mastered, it is very convenient to use. Skill.
But the alchemist itself is a very time-consuming job after all. Each category is a specialized category. For the selector, it takes a lot of experience to build a dual practitioner like Vikki, who is still outstanding in both fields. Are alchemists in the minority? It can be said to be purely a talent.
It's no wonder that mvp will train her as a trump card.
But he was just about to explain this problem to his audience, and it was at this time that Fang said something to Red on the projection. After he handed the gloves to the big cat for safekeeping, he said to the latter and the Papalar: "You guys wait for me here, I'll be back as soon as I go."
Then he turned around and walked to the console alone
You guys wait for me here and I'll come as soon as I go?
Ms. Aisha opened her mouth and looked at the stray horse beside her.
The wandering horse looked at her with almost the same expression.
The arena exploded in an instant.
The audience seemed to realize now that Red was really not joking before. It turned out that he was really a Templar, and that Paparal was really a cartographer and a thief, and his so-called alchemy technique.
God knows what the hell his alchemy is, it's probably intra-abdominal alchemy. Look at his shy little belly.
When the dwarf Rogerta, the president of the Elpaxin Craftsmen Association, saw this scene, he almost shuddered and pulled off his black beard. He screamed in pain, covered his chin and shouted loudly: "What are they doing?"
He almost jumped in anxiety and wanted to rush in to find Fang's trouble, if the staff hadn't surrounded him.
The dwarf president had no choice but to turn around and find Jenny, who was sitting on the flower bed and dozing off like a chicken pecking rice. He grabbed the little girl and roared at her: "Where did you find these people!? We let a Templar and a thief participate in the alchemy competition? This is great. , we are finally famous, the Elpaxin craftsmen will become famous, I am afraid that by next month, no one in Aitaria will not know us, this is great!"
Jenny was so frightened by the dwarf that she shivered and didn’t know what to say for a moment.
"Where's Autoros, where's the other people in Kapka, let these damn guys come to see me!"
"I don't know, I don't know, Lord Rogerta," the little girl almost burst into tears, shaking her head like a rattle. "Master Arquette and Master Merifan asked me to send him here. I don't know anything. I don't know where Master Autolos is."
"Aquette?" Rogerta's voice raised an octave: "Isn't that damn bastard on duty? This is his good shift? What is he doing? Let that damn bastard come to see me as soon as possible. If five I won’t see him within minutes, and if you tell him I will strangle him to death myself!”
The little girl was so frightened that she woke up from her drowsiness. She nodded quickly, waited for the dwarf president to let go of his hand, and ran out without looking back.
It was as if she was not facing a dwarf, but a violent dragon.
Roger Tower let out a long sigh and couldn't help but look in one direction. The person in charge of the ancient pagoda was laughing so hard when he saw this scene. Although he couldn't hear what the other person said in that direction, but looking at the expressions of other ancient pagoda people around him, they probably didn't say anything good.
Seeing this scene, the old dwarf couldn't help but look even worse, and his nose almost became angry.
But the noise outside the playing field cannot affect the tranquility inside the playing room.
Fang silently walked to the console and placed his hands on the cold metal table skillfully. He let out a breath and closed his eyes. The lion and the Papalar sitting on the ground were looking in this direction curiously.
But Fang can no longer feel the eyes of the outside world.
There was darkness in his field of vision at first, but little stars lit up in the depths of the darkness. This scene looked familiar, just like the scene he had seen in that test system. At the same time, like the Craftsman system itself, the stars are connected to each other, gradually forming a complete spherical nebula.
A 'ball of stars'.
It is both similar and different from the first two.
It is similar to the craftsman system in the way it operates and the structure itself, but the difference is that the craftsman's production system has a real structure at every point, and connecting every node is like advancing the production progress.
But here, there are only fictitious connection points without any structure. It requires higher accuracy of connection, but there is no requirement for work progress. This is not surprising, it is itself a fictional ether furnace, with the part of the actual material removed, turning it into a virtual teaching aid.
From this aspect, it looked a bit like the test system given to him by the mysterious man Shana, and even the appearance was almost the same. But it's not exactly the same because the 'sphere of stars' has no fixed starting point.
Just like craftsmanship, the 'Star Ball' can start and end anywhere.
The craftsman system is actually a simplified version of the 'Star Ball' and the Ether Furnace. Whether it is the selector or the aboriginal, when they reach a certain level of alchemy, they will reach the same goal by different paths and start to use large-scale systems like the Ether Furnace. device to create a magic guide.
After all, it is neither efficient nor realistic to rub a battleship by hand.
It is for this reason that the Artisan Federation will use this method to assess alchemists. In fact, alchemists systematically study various theories and knowledge in the early stage to prepare for this step.
Therefore, in a certain sense, due to the existence of the Chosen One system, the Chosen Ones do have a better first-mover advantage than the Aboriginal people on this road. The emergence of more and more selectors in the mainland league is also a historical necessity.
However, even though he was mentally prepared, Fang couldn't help being startled when he saw the planet ball. It was much bigger than the one he had seen during Kapka's first craftsman assessment.
The star ball last time was only about one meter in diameter, and compared to this one, it was like a table tennis ball versus a basketball.
Standing in front of this huge sphere, he almost had to look up to see its entirety. In a huge spherical structure, thousands of light points form the shining shell of such a star.
"So big?" Fang thought to himself. "Will this continue one by one until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?"
If before Shana gave him the test system, he might have spent an hour just like this, one light point after another, connecting this huge sphere bit by bit.
But at this moment, Fang suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.
He knew that because the craftsman assessment process involved the personal affairs of each craftsman, there was usually no one to monitor it, and the craftsmen would always only look at the assessment results. What's more, even if someone is monitoring it, it doesn't really matter. He is not the only one using this method, right?
He has been working behind closed doors these days and finally passed the second level. He is almost halfway through the last level of the third level. If he hadn't been too busy, he might have achieved results.
Fang had actually wanted to find an opportunity to verify the results for a long time.
In his opinion, the huge star ball in front of him was undoubtedly the most suitable test subject.
It was always his good habit to do whatever came to his mind. He pressed his hand gently on the metal panel, feeling the cold touch from his fingertips, and then took a deep breath. Thoughts are moving lightly, and thousands of signals are sent from the central nervous system, passing through the nervous system at the speed of light, connected with the etheric magic and reaching the metal panel below.
It was like an electric spark was generated between the skin and the cold metal.
In the darkness, a great will plucked the superstring, just like in the dying dark universe of infinite heat death, the light particles were ignited again.
That was the moment when the world was born. God said let there be light, so there was light.
Five bright stars light up together
That light came from the deepest part of everyone's eyes, like the most dazzling candlelight, swaying in the projection above the arena.
There is an old legend circulating in some areas that when everyone suddenly becomes quiet, it must be an angel flying overhead. At this moment, in the courtyard of the cloister filled with wisteria, there was exactly this scene.
Jenny was hurriedly leading Arquette in from outside the corridor, "Hurry up, Lord Arquette," the little girl said in a panic: "Sir Rogerta might really strangle us to death later, Ah Quette." Sir, you are quite old, but I am still young."
"Shut up," Arquette shouted, "I've never seen a stupider girl than you."
When he walked out of the door, he was startled by the pantomime-like scene in front of him.
Everyone was like a scene in a stop-motion animation, motionless, quietly looking at the scene on the projector not far away. "What's going on?" Jenny almost bumped into the old dwarf from behind. Seeing this scene, she was still puzzled.
But Acquette didn't pay any attention to her, and suddenly he shot to the edge of the projector with an arrow. His eyes were bulging bigger than a bell, and he gasped and said: "Rotas, come on, this... what is this, How did he do it!?”
Civilizations were born in five star systems, and they began to expand outwards
The fleet of civilization is woven by light. They draw five straight lines in the darkness and move towards the next destination galaxy.
Their speed is neither too fast nor too slow, just going hand in hand.
Like a silent music score.
Extending forward and composing the world's first poems and songs
Three days ago, this would have been Fang's limit.
but not now.
The fingertips moved slightly.
Among the galaxies lit up on the second level, the footprints of civilization have once again expanded. As far away as the birth of five empires, the two tracks separated, each extending in different directions to the left and right.
Five changes and ten.
Civilization has entered a period of brilliant expansion. Thousands of years are like a blink of an eye, and an expanding network of light domains has been connected.
It was a period of blending of civilizations, meeting each other, fighting each other, and being compatible with each other. It's like inside a huge glass container, an invisible hand has injected an invisible flow of light into it, and a thin layer overflows the bottom of the container.
It is slowly spreading upward.
There was silence.
Everyone looked at this scene with their mouths wide open.
Wandering horses are not exempt from this. He even forgot about his commentary work, but in his field of vision, a somewhat eye-catching barrage in the live broadcast room passed by the corner of his eye.
"Multiple sub-control technology."
"They are back again"
"Now the Super Competitive League is having fun."
These barrages sent by the same person made Wandering Ma slightly stunned. When he subconsciously wanted to find the spokesperson, he only saw a prompt: lafooh_es has left your live broadcast room.
The wandering horse was slightly stunned, vaguely feeling that this ID looked familiar.
The sphere was already a third of the way lit.
…
Under the projection screen, Luo Hao was still immersed in the huge shock.
Behind him, the young instructor had exaggeratedly screamed: "Multiple sub-controls?" This shout made Luo Hao turn around subconsciously. This was the first time he had seen this young instructor since he saw it. The other party is so out of control.
"Multiple sub-controls?" Luo Hao was slightly stunned. He prided himself on being knowledgeable and knowledgeable in the community. He was familiar with many unconventional schools and knowledge in super competition, and even some secondary schools that others didn't care much about. He also pays close attention to professional competitions such as the Continental League.
But he has never heard of a technology called multiple sub-control.
Luo Hao couldn't help but look at his instructor curiously, but after the instructor listened to his description, he turned around and picked up the personal communication device without even looking at him. He walked to the side with a serious expression and pressed a number.
Traveler's Rest, in the Dragon Horn Hall
Zhang Tianmiao tilted his head to check the repair effect of the hall dome. After a few days, there were very few traces of the chaos left in the hotel. The only thing that made people feel a little awkward was the hanging hanging in the center of the hall. After the huge and ferocious dragon horn disappeared, the place looked a little empty.
He was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment, a conspicuous prompt popped up in his Selector System.
Zhang Tianmiao looked at the contact person and pressed the answer button without thinking.
After about a few minutes.
A whirlwind seemed to blow through the hall.
All the guests saw a group of members of the Stargate Special Forces wearing black windbreakers hurriedly passing by. These soldiers passed through the gate on one side with solemn expressions and disappeared at the other end.
People were still looking at each other and whispering what happened.
At this time, a surprised shout suddenly came from next to the projector: "It's over!"
"What happened?" People turned around in confusion.
"It's a comeback!" The one shouting was a selector. He stood up with surprise and shouted to everyone: "Look at the Continental League, Kapka's team has made a comeback!"
And messages are being transmitted along the network, reaching places beyond the reach of ordinary people.
For example, a geostationary orbit tens of thousands of kilometers above the ground.
Stargate Port 'Ring of Ouroboros'
"Take part 091."
"Jiexingmen Port"
The residence of the Chinese delegation.
The sliding door opened with a "snap", and Ambassador Liao pushed the door in with a serious expression. He threw the documents in his hand onto the metal table with a soft pop. Let everyone who is working hard lift their heads.
"Stop the work at hand first, and notify everyone to come here. We will hold an emergency meeting." The ambassador said to everyone concisely.
"What's wrong?" someone asked.
"The target has appeared," the ambassador replied.
"Target?"
"In El Paxin, it has been confirmed. In the Continental League, although I don't know how I got in. The first person who discovered the target was the people from the Star Gate Special Forces. Zhang Tianmiao's source of information was on Earth. Yes, someone must have recognized the target during the game."
Ambassador Liao clarified the logic in just a few words.
At this time, the sliding door opened again, and an intelligence officer came in and said to him: "Mr. Ambassador, there is a report here that you'd better take a look at."
The ambassador turned around, took the report, glanced at it, and raised his eyebrows. "what happened?"
"It's not clear yet, but there are signs that the Stargate Special Forces of the United States, Russia, and France are all mobilizing to the Sea of Clouds area."
"time?"
"About half an hour ago."
"These people are very quick," someone immediately said, "Should we get them out first and then have a meeting?"
But Ambassador Liao shook his head: "It's not that simple."
He looked at everyone and said word by word: "Another piece of news we have received is that on the playing field, the target may have demonstrated the ability to control multiple points."
There was a slight silence in the room.
"What's going on?" The man was a little stunned.
Ambassador Liao looked serious. "We won't make any conclusions easily before we have a conclusion, but maybe we have to meet the staff member again. What is his name and where is he?"
"That man's name is Huang Bingkun. He is forty-eight years old and a staff member of the Star Gate District. He may be returning to Earth today to undergo military investigation."
"Find a way to suspend the process and find him." Dama immediately said.
"Wait a minute," the previous intelligence officer had just taken off his communication equipment. He looked at everyone and said, "I just received the news that the descendants of Flor have also begun to mobilize. Jefflite in red The Holy Snake of the team has arrived in the area of Aishin Palkong Gorge. The Spear of the Silver Forest has not responded yet."
Ambassador Liao frowned slightly: "Jefflite Red Team, why are they here to join in the fun?"
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