Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

Chapter 2635: Chapter 1144: Guarding Treasure While Seeking Treasure

As expected.

The eyes of everyone present involuntarily lit up; this was something they didn’t even dare to dream of normally.

After all, operating a Colossus City had already left them exhausted, consuming all their energy.

Yet now, Gaven was not content with this and had begun planning the construction of a new one.

Restarting and constructing are two entirely different concepts.

The difficulty of the latter is thousands, if not tens of thousands, of times more than the former.

But the achievements are also directly proportional.

The expression of the Gray Dwarf Chieftain changed the least; his gray face, as if cast in steel, turned to lead the way and said, "Please follow me."

After all, they were originally slaves; although under Gaven’s rule, they gained a lot more rights and had sufficient material assurance, their actions were still limited, and naturally, so were their dreams.

At least in his view, building a new city had little to do with them; the Colossus Underground City was where they would live and die.

From a distance, those magic steel furnaces were already amazing, but upon getting up close, their true size was terrifying, towering fifty or sixty meters, thick and tall.

However, there was not the expected high temperature; on the contrary, touching them revealed a chilling coolness.

Philancy couldn’t help but sigh, "The ancient Dwarf Rune Masters were so wise; not only did they harness geothermal energy, but they also reused the heat. Most of the heat released as steel cooled was reabsorbed.

Otherwise, the temperature here would not be just a little bit; it would roast people within minutes."

Upon hearing this, Giharin’s old face was full of shame: "It’s us descendants who are too incapable, losing our ancestors’ knowledge to the river of history, to the point where we can’t even guard our own home."

Obviously, he associated his own kingdom’s tragic fate with this.

Gaven comforted, "The Chieftain should feel proud, not guilty, because your ancestors faced legendary races who had innate strength advantages.

Your ancestors not only won wars, preserving their bloodline.

They even made their enemies collapse, turning from rulers of this world to marginal figures.

It was your ancestors who won other races the opportunity to rise and develop."

The Legendary Arcanist also expressed, "Losing a glorious past is not unique to you Dwarves; we humans are no different. The magic technology of the Nesserel Empire was no less than that of the ancient dwarves, and how much of it is left?"

Giharin smiled bitterly, "With what you said, I don’t even have the right to feel sad."

"We’ve arrived." The Gray Dwarf Chieftain interrupted their shared lament with inappropriate timing, pointing to a small furnace beside a large one, "This is the Air Glass Furnace.

During steel refining, a large number of impurities and elements are separated; some are useful, some are not.

The useless part is separated into scrap furnaces, forming slag stone liquid, which can be mixed with waste stone for underground reinforcement or backfilling.

The useful part is separated here, and what’s smelted is Air Glass."

The steel furnaces of the Colossus Underground City do not stand alone; they are a whole set of large and small furnaces.

Rather than calling the largest one a steel furnace, it’s more appropriate to call it a melting furnace as it is for the initial melting of iron ore.

Through separating pipes, different components are directed to different small furnaces for secondary, tertiary, or even quaternary refining.

Air Glass is a product of quaternary refining.

The more refining steps, the more complex the craftsmanship, the more times it is channeled, the lower the yield.

The Air Glass freshly emerged from the refining furnace is also in liquid form, similarly dark red, yet bright and transparent. It is poured into steel molds, pressed into glass shapes.

Watching the Air Glass refining process, Philancy was filled with amazement; these refining furnaces applied elements perfectly and flawlessly, leaving no room for critique.

However, seeing the application forming process of Air Glass, her delicate, fair oval face twitched, jaw clenching as she said, "Wasteful! Wasteful! You have already refined such a top-notch magic composite material, yet still use such primitive production techniques?"

The mist around her body condensed once again, forming two mist arms larger than a person, which directly fetched a mass of Air Glass solution from the furnace.

The two misty arms floated in front of the Legendary Arcanist, kneading the Air Glass solution like clay, molding it into her desired shape.

Soon, one magic rune after another was integrated within.

As the magic runes fused, the previously unremarkable Air Glass solution began to emit a magic aura, which grew increasingly intense.

With the display of the magic aura, the Air Glass solution sphere also kept changing shapes.

At times it was spherical, at others columnar, then it became a flat surface.

Until Philancy injected the final rune, forming a complete magic formula, did the Air Glass solution finally set.

It turned into a small circular shield, transparent, radiating a strong magic aura.

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