"The crystal wall formed by this condensation is very fragile. A not too sharp dagger, plus an ordinary woman who is not too strong..."
She held the dagger, exerted force, and stirred it in the sphere.
"You can poke it open."
The dagger rotated in the energy crystal wall, giving people an inexplicable feeling of phantom pain. Dean looked at the energy seal that had a big hole created, and for some reason, a chill ran down his back.
"Look, the energy inside is starting to liquefy."
The person involved did not feel that he had done anything cruel.
She also pulled out the dagger with great interest, pointed at the air leaking hole in the crystal wall, and the rich energy below that began to liquefy, and showed it to Dean.
"Isn't it amazing?"
"It feels like prying a nut out of a shell, right?"
Dean didn't quite understand Sigrid's happiness.
In his eyes filled with respect and blessings, Sigrid rubbed her fingers, thought about it for a moment, and put the dagger back into the gem scabbard.
During this pause, the energy surrounding the node began to evaporate rapidly.
She hurriedly stuffed the detection props into the node ball, recording the data changes during the entire process, and said regretfully afterward.
"Actually, this kind of energy sealing layer is not easy to create. It is a relatively rare special phenomenon. It is a bit of a waste to rudely open it like me."
Just like the behavior of using treasures as the energy core of relics that I just criticized, it is a very wasteful approach.
Sigrid comforted herself that it was only one seventh.
And for the sake of safety, this kind of consumption is almost unavoidable. Sigrid glanced at the almost airtight node ball that was blocked behind her by Dean, and rolled her eyes gracefully.
...The little idea is a bit too obvious.
Fortunately, the wise princess never counted on him from beginning to end.
In the words of Lanxing, the two of them are known as Lu Yao knows the power of horses, and the time passes to see people's hearts.
Because of the brief existence of revolutionary friendship, she dared to say that she knew Dean better than most people could.
This includes that no one can snatch anything out of his mouth.
That little tooth is like a locked cage. Once something goes in, the key is lost.
Noticing Sigrid's eyes falling behind him, Dean paused for a moment and humbly asked for advice as if nothing had happened: "If it's a waste to poke it open, then how can we use it if it's not a waste?"
Checking the conditions of the remaining node balls, Sigrid said casually: "It can form a very good closed energy environment, which is a very suitable operating situation for some materials that need it."
A closed energy environment?
This keyword made Dean's heart move. He put aside the three node balls he deserved, and his mind automatically retrieved the relevant information reserves.
Soon, he thought of the original spirit.
This sounds like it is very suitable for the fragile original spirit. If the energy in the crystal wall can be guaranteed not to leak, the node ball should be a good environment for it to settle down...
In an instant, many possibilities emerged in Dean's mind. He opened the system and looked at the plan previously designed for the Original Spirit. While searching, he accidentally clicked on the information analysis function.
It was just a small episode at first, but just when Dean wanted to exit, the system panel actually flashed when detecting World of Warcraft information.
……what happened?
Dean frowned.
Is there a bug in the system?
He lowered his head and looked at the round node ball at his feet. After looking at it suspiciously for a while, he began to flip the system interface up and down to check it carefully.
The flash had subsided, but Dean was sure that he was right.
He is not yet dazzled enough to hallucinate so frequently.
But there are dead things nearby, how could the system react like this?
Dean looked around and didn't notice that the moment he set his sights on the maze, the panel flickered slightly again.
However, this flash was too weak, even more inconspicuous than the previous one, and Dean didn't notice it at all.
When he looked over again, the strangeness had disappeared.
But looking at the calm system panel, Dean always felt that something was not right.
He glanced at the ball and turned to look at Sigrid.
"I heard that the types of Warcraft have been increasing in the past few years..."
Looking at Dean walking in circles, Sigrid sighed and said bluntly: "If you have anything to say, just say it. What do you want to ask?"
"Is it possible for Warcraft to be born through unconventional means?"
Sigrid was stunned for a moment. The person who had just asked Dean to speak more frankly hesitated after hearing this question.
She didn't answer but asked, "Why do you suddenly think of asking this?"
As soon as this reaction came out, Dean knew it in his heart. Looking at his expression that seemed to be gained, Sigrid complained that it was really difficult to do, and said with a smile.
"There is a speculation that the devil has the ability to create monsters... but it is just a guess. It has not been verified by any actual examples. It is just a hypothesis."
After leaving a reply that shocked Dean, Sigrid refused to speak any more. She picked out all the valuable things, took them with her, and turned around to walk towards the main hall.
Dean followed her, and the two returned to the main hall, packed up the loot in a tacit understanding, and then woke up several professionals who were taking a nap, and headed to the space where the black soil was.
Several disgraced professionals suddenly received the order not to continue the demolition. They were still a little confused. They were wondering what kind of medicine Sigrid was selling in the gourd, when they heard her bring up the matter of digging.
Dig...soil?
The professionals almost thought that they were suffering from tinnitus due to lack of sleep. They looked at Her Royal Highness the Princess who was leading the way and the guild leader beside her with a dull expression. They felt that the world had changed when they woke up. .
They looked at each other and felt something was wrong. They even thought that there was a problem with the passage. They and others could not leave the ruins in a short time, so they had to explore the possibility of new food sources.
But this... relying on dirt to make ends meet is a bit...
The professionals exchanged glances with some resistance in their hearts. Until they arrived at their destination and saw the outstanding black soil, their expressions suddenly changed.
Several professionals who had relevant testing methods squatted down and began to test the quality of the soil. When the results were obtained, they all showed expressions of surprise.
The absurdity that arose in my heart when I first heard the news disappeared instantly.
Then, without even being prompted by Dean, they took out items that could be used as digging tools and started shoveling the soil.
The efficiency is even higher than when it was demolished in the main hall before.
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