Chapter 10: Crafting

Ning Zhuo came to the alchemy furnace in the corner.

A raging fire was burning in the alchemy furnace, and a half-person-high mechanical monkey stood in the fire, bearing the fire at all times.

The skeleton of the mechanical monkey stood straight, and the bright red hair all over its body was lifelike, but the muscles were slowly degrading in the fire, flowing out from every gap.

The Lava Immortal Palace is hidden in the volcanic magma, and Ning Zhuo needs to manipulate the Fire Explosion Monkey to carry a thousand catties of fire essence, shuttle through the thick magma, and stick to the surface of the immortal palace to self-destruct.

But now, its muscles can't support it.

"Cloud Pattern Soft Silver doesn't work, so change to the next one."

Ning Zhuo came to the table and sat down; according to his plan, tonight he would try to use oil smoke mud.

The reddish-brown oil smoke mud emitted a pungent smell.

Ning Zhuo took a small wooden hammer and began to beat the mud.

Every time the small wooden hammer hit the mud, it would make a dull thumping sound, shaking away the dirt lumps in the mud. Whenever sparks were produced in the reddish-brown mud, the wooden hammer would emit cold air, extinguishing the sparks in time.

Ning Zhuo specifically designed and developed the small wooden hammer to deal with the oil smoke mud.

If the examiners of the big exam saw this, they would immediately set Ning Zhuo's talisman subject grade to super-grade.

Lower-grade, middle-grade, and upper-grade are the most commonly used evaluations.

Super-grade is very rare, and there might not be one in a session. This means that the normal evaluation standard is no longer enough to describe the excellence of the young cultivator!

After all the lumps in the oil smoke mud were completely dissolved, a layer of fire oil had accumulated on the surface of the red mud.

Ning Zhuo took a square cloth made of cotton and covered it on the oil smoke mud.

As he input magic power, the array on the square cloth started, quickly absorbing the fire oil.

This square cloth was also designed by Ning Zhuo, but this time, it didn't use talismans, but a micro-array was arranged.

The level of array arrangement on this square cloth was also super-grade.

Ning Zhuo checked carefully, confirmed that the oil smoke soil was handled properly, and began to knead.

The handled fire oil mud had excellent stickiness and was kneaded by Ning Zhuo to be flexible and delicate. Other impurities in the mud were all washed out under Ning Zhuo's magic power infusion.

Ning Zhuo dismantled one arm of the mechanical monkey and used the handled oil smoke mud to attach it to the arm skeleton.

Ning Zhuo's ten fingers were white, and under the light of the spirit lamp, his movements were agile and neat. He was focused and devoted, having completely forgotten the passage of time. At this moment, the youth was full of serious charm.

The oil smoke mud was quickly kneaded into shape by him, and the bare arm skeleton had full, blood-red muscles.

Ning Zhuo didn't just knead the appearance with his hands; in this process, he also constantly mobilized magic power, pouring it into the mud to perform internal combing.

Just by gently cutting the muscle with a knife, you could see that the inside of the red mud was also in the form of muscles.

The amazing skill of shaping this material was enough to make the school clan elder exclaim.

If Ning Zhuo exposed this point, he would definitely be the key promotional object of this session by the school clan elder. Being able to appear such an excellent refining seed was enough to prove the talent and effort of the school clan elder.

After the shaping was completed, Ning Zhuo began to perform various tests on the arm.

It didn't work.

The fire resistance of the oil smoke mud was excellent, but the magic power adaptation was quite terrible.

"Need to improve it."

Ning Zhuo began to recall.

"Oil smoke mud mixed with thunder sand can create explosives. It is often used to blast mountains or fight against monsters."

"Oil smoke mud combined with poison can be refined into poison pills. Poison pills disintegrate and can release fire poison smoke barriers, used to block enemies and defend."

"Oil smoke mud can also be combined with coal stone and placed in the fire furnace of the refining room to burn for a long time and maintain high temperatures."

Over the years, Ning Zhuo had tried his best to remember everything, everything he could come into contact with.

During the ten-day holidays, he often soaked in the family's library, staying there for a whole day. From morning to night, forgetting to eat and sleep.

No one knew that the plain-looking Ning Zhuo was actually a human library!

Ning Zhuo recalled everything related to oil smoke mud, but didn't find a way to improve the oil smoke mud.

"No matter, I will design the pill formula myself!"

The youth had his own pride, and the light of confidence flickered in his eyes.

"Oil smoke mud is warm, belongs to the heart and liver meridians, and the fire oil energy can evaporate the dampness and cold evil in the bones. A small amount can treat cold-coagulated abdominal pain."

"If mixed with moonlight water from the well, the fire and water properties harmonize with each other, perhaps it can reduce the weight."

"If refined together with the tail wind feathers of the first-flying bird as a guide medicine... perhaps it can use the lightness of the wind property and the looseness of the movement property to let the main medicine oil smoke mud exert its best state."

"The willow catkins of the spirit-hidden willow might also work. Take the willow catkins and oil smoke mud to refine together, the ratio can refer to pill formulas like Light Spirit Pill, Clear Turbid Powder, etc., and the things refined together should be greatly reduced in weight."

Ning Zhuo was quick-witted, logical based on pharmacology, and quickly conceived several pill formulas.

Just this performance alone, let alone the super-grade grade in the alchemy subject. The Ning clan would definitely take action and lock Ning Zhuo firmly in the family.

Ning Zhuo began to try to refine new materials.

He turned over his material library and found that he could try at least seven plans.

Moonlight water from the well?

Failed.

The stickiness of the finished mud was slightly reduced, the weight was slightly reduced, and the fire resistance was greatly weakened.

First-flying bird feathers?

Big failure.

What was obtained was no longer mud, but a pile of dust.

Ning Zhuo had joy: "The wind property of the bird feathers is too sufficient, and my understanding of this material has deepened by another layer."

The third attempt was spirit-hidden willow catkins.

The clay obtained had willow catkin patterns, the stickiness remained unchanged, the fire resistance was reduced less, and the weight was sharply reduced. All other tests were passed.

"Got lucky, didn't expect the third attempt to get the ideal... uh."

Ning Zhuo didn't have time to be happy for long before he saw the willow catkin patterns on the clay floating up by themselves, a change of clear up and turbid down, causing the clay quality to decay.

The form of this new clay was not stable!

Ning Zhuo tried the fourth one, big failure.

He thought about it for a while, but didn't rush to continue the next plan, but buried his head in studying the spirit-hidden willow plan.

"This plan is close to success, and it has adaptability to various magic powers. All I need to do is to stabilize its form."

"What should I do?"

The old problem was solved, and a new problem arose.

Ning Zhuo didn't feel the slightest discouragement, but instead eager to try, thinking more focused. He was immersed in the process of this design, and the thinking didn't make him feel dry or boring, but made him have an inner joy.

In this state of thinking, he felt his own existence and felt his own value.

He knew he was creating, something that didn't originally exist in the natural world!

This expectation, this sense of achievement, was something other things couldn't give him.

For others, it is suffering; for him, it is a beautiful enjoyment, a pleasant experience in spirit.

Time passed silently, and Ning Zhuo, immersed in thinking, didn't feel it at all.

I don't know how long it had passed, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

"To solve this technical problem, I need to use a dynamic array."

However, this level of knowledge was greatly beyond the syllabus, and the Ning clan school didn't teach it.

Ning Zhuo stood up and paced back and forth in the underground workshop a few times.

After thinking for a while, he stopped, raised his head slightly, and had already made up his mind: "Chen Cha... known as the Living Array, he is best at dynamic arrays, and the key is that he is also a mechanical master."

"It's time to contact him." ===== CHAPTER 11 =====