All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 114 Fully Automatic Enchantment Printer

Miraak has erected altars across Southam Isle, spreading the magic of mind control by polluting the ancient Ritual Stones.

Once the altar near Yashi Town was destroyed, the people in the whole town seemed to wake up from a dream. They had been affected by the illusion without knowing it.Those with weak wills will indulge in illusions all day long and become Mirak's free laborers, while those with strong wills will be affected in their sleep and go to the altar to work as coolies at night.

Under the influence of illusion, these people will not even notice abnormalities, and even their basic cognition has been tampered with.

Now everyone knows about Mirak.It was he who set the mind control tower at the head of the village and turned the townspeople into his hard-working slaves.

Local councilors thanked the out-of-towners for their help.

Brelina took the opportunity to propose to him, hoping to recruit miners in the town.

"Do you need miners? But there is no ore here. Oh, you want to go out to mine." Councilor Leril Morvan looked tired. "If the safety of the miners can be guaranteed, there will definitely be people willing to sacrifice their lives... Don't worry about being attacked. Obstruction, the Redoran family doesn’t care about Southam Island, but I will still try my best to make people’s lives easier.”

There are many desperate miners in the town. These dark elves used to live well. By selling precious ebony mines, a hard worker can earn more than a councilor. Now most of them are poor.Outsiders, you can laugh at these workers for not knowing how to be thrifty, but their poverty is not because they are lazy.

The most crowded place in the town is the tavern. The tavern here has a strange name, called Vomiting Air Mother. In the afternoon, idle townspeople come here to have a drink, and the sujama (local specialty drink) brewed by the tavern owner is widely praised. But because money is tight, drinkers like to buy on credit.

The layout of the hotel in Crow Stone Town is different from that in Tianji Province. There is no lobby after entering, but a sunken staircase. The underground floor is the place for drinking and partying. In the past, people who worked in the mines would spend four Septims to buy a cup of Sujama after taking a break from work in the afternoon and evening. This was twenty years ago, and now these poor people cannot afford to drink it. It is at the counter. I sat down on the stool and had a good drink. If I was willing to spend a few more Septins, I could buy a plate of donuts or Ada cheese as a snack. If you get more than a dozen coins, you can buy a steak. At that time, the wealthy short-shirt gang dared to spend a lot of money, sit down at the table in the hall, order wine and food, and eat and drink in a lively manner.

The dark elf Bellasha Vere was the best miner in the past. She has a slender figure, broad arms and legs, and dark red eyes like the coals of a furnace. After the mine closed down, she spent the most money here and drank herself into a pauper. Not long ago, Milak had controlled his mind. He walked to the altar and worked day and night. He was so tired that he looked naked.

As soon as Bellasha entered the tavern, everyone laughed, and some shouted, "Belasha, you are begging for food again." She did not answer, but said to the cabinet, "Have a glass of Sujama and a piece of sweet." Circle." Then he took out five Septins. The boss rolled his eyes and pushed the money back, "Don't come here again, you will just waste all the money you spent on food here. Find a job."

She seemed to have been greatly ridiculed, angry and sad, standing by the counter and crying.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" The boss waved her away, fearing that she would affect other guests.

"Wait a minute. Let me buy her a drink." Among the guests at several tables in the corner of the hall, a Dunmer woman raised her hand and said, "I'll buy everyone here a drink."

Everyone raised their glasses happily, and Bellasha also took Sujama from the boss. She carefully brought her chapped lips to the rim of the glass, soaked the fine foam, and then took a slow sip to moisten it. A thirsty throat. This cup was enough for her to drink slowly for half an hour.

The Dunmer guest who invited everyone to drink came over, and Bellasha hurriedly bowed to her, "Well-meaning people, may Azura shine on your path." She also thanked the other outsiders, "Azura bless you you."

"Yes." A beautiful Dunmer woman nodded casually.

Blerina recruited workers in the tavern, and after explaining the situation, the originally enthusiastic and excited crowd gradually became cold. Bellasa Vere was the first to sign up. She would rather fight the Ash Demon than live such a life of hunger and cold.

There are many people in a similar situation in Crowstone Town. There were only five miners in the first batch of registrations. Brylina gave each of them a settling-in allowance, one hundred and fifty Septins, which was not a lot of money. Not enough, not enough to buy a ticket to escape Southam, but enough to live a decent life here for a while.

Bellasa returned to the abandoned hut in the town, where she and Ryan Liver depended on each other. This man was once a member of the Praetorian Guard. He was expelled because his cowardice led to the death of his companions by the Ash Demon. That night, they talked a lot in the abandoned house and talked for a long time.

"Bellasa, you can't go. Those strangers want us to die."

"But, Ryan, there is only one way I can go. Do we all have to starve to death here?" Bellasa's eyes poisoned by alcohol became bright again, like a breath of fresh air from the outside world that made the originally dim eyes brighter. The fire was bright again and began to glow. She took the money bag out of her arms as if holding a child, "Look, I will go mining with them tomorrow. If I don't come back, you can live well." "

"Bellassa." Ryan sobbed. His stomach was churning with sadness, joy and pain, until a pair of rough lip pods touched his cheek, and the pungent hot breath he breathed made people's ears warm. They spent the night happily.

The next day, the group of strangers brought a group of pack horses from nowhere. They all mounted the horses and gave one to each miner.

"We will take good care of the horses. They will not be harmed."

The captain in the Outlander smiled and said: "You don't have to worry about these horses. They are created by magic. Protect yourself. If you encounter an enemy situation, hide first or run away."

The crew of the North Sea Ghost and the miners they hired went out to collect heart stones. They set off in the early morning and returned in the evening. The five bold miners all returned safely and received their rewards. Bellasa was indeed the hardest working one. She alone Mining three times the amount of ore as others, she earned enough money to spend a month on Vomiting Air Mother.

"It's like the good old days reappearing." After drinking too much Sujama, Bellasa's words aroused the sadness of more drinkers.

The number of people who signed up for mining increased to twenty on the second day, and even more on the third day. Within a week, civilians in the whole town were driven by this craze and joined the ranks of outsiders.

In the eyes of the locals, the heart stone can neither be used to make armor nor be used as a weapon. It is basically a useless waste mine. But for spellcasters who explore the mysteries, what is contained in the heart stone is the future of the world.

Linde discovered that this special mineral can condense the soul by absorbing thinking strings, and its properties are very stable.His first thought was to use the heart stone to build a false soul of artificial intelligence, but after thinking about it, he felt that doing so would only increase the risk of the omnic crisis.

He didn't want to see the kitchen toaster jump up and shout: It's too late, organism.

As he visited the old mage Nellos, Linde got new inspiration.

Nellos has also done in-depth research on the heart stone, and has also developed a staff enchanter, relying on the special properties of the heart stone, to automatically enchant the pre-processed staff.

The soul body condensed in the heart stone can indeed host the enchanting ceremony. In this way, each processed heart stone is equivalent to an enchanting printer, which can be operated by only one skilled worker, and there is no need to waste the work of a professional enchanter. time and energy.

The perfect puzzle piece for the enchantment industry is found here.

I want to write something light-hearted so that everyone can smile more in this tired and indifferent world. Speaking of which, this was the original intention of this book. The protagonist was actually positioned as a fun-loving person at the beginning. Even my pen name is "乐子人".