Star Forge Titan

If other factors are not taken into consideration, the magic engine made of that material can probably allow a small car to drive on the ground at a speed close to that of an airplane based on its power alone.

Moreover, considering the need to unite the various forces in Palladia to fight against the coming natural disaster in the future, he did not mind strengthening the Dwarf Kingdom of Lonely Mountain, which was stubborn but also trustworthy.

After knowing the special relationship between the dwarves and the Titans, although they did not immediately give each other full trust, there was no problem in establishing an initial cooperative relationship.

After all, no matter how deep the trust is, it can only be established through repeated successful cooperation.

Thinking of this, Alvin immediately agreed to Borok's request.

"If you don't mind my crude technique, please come along."

"Okay, okay, it's really my honor." The old dwarf couldn't wait to run over and drive out a civilian magic car.

This car is slightly larger than the most common rental magic cars on the market, and the overall appearance of the car looks like the older-style pickup trucks that Alvin had in his previous life.

In front is a carriage that can accommodate four passengers, and behind it is a medium-sized cargo box that can be used to transport a considerable amount of cargo.

After all, Borrock had lived in Lind for so many years, so he was naturally familiar with various magical engineering products. He obtained a driver's license issued by the Traffic Department of the Public Security Bureau a few years ago.

However, as the head and chief craftsman of the workshop, he hasn't driven the goods himself for some time.

"Master?" The young dwarf came out of the warehouse holding a box of mithril ingots and looked at the old dwarf in the driver's seat in astonishment.

In his memory, isn't the rough work of delivering goods to people's homes usually assigned to guys like him?

Did Master eat the wrong thing today? Or did he smoke the wrong tobacco?

"Boy, hurry up and put the things in the car!" Borok was much more rude to his own disciples. He slammed the steering wheel hard, puffed his beard and glared at them and shouted:

"Oh, oh, okay." The young dwarf shrank his neck and put the box into the magic car obediently. He didn't dare to disobey his master's words, but he couldn't help muttering something.

"What's going on? Master, don't you usually look at the ceiling when doing business? Why is he staring at his feet today..."

Before he could finish his words, a strong and powerful slap landed on the back of his head.

"You're the only one who talks too much!" Borok leaned out of the driver's seat and hit his apprentice hard, making the young dwarf who spoke without thinking almost roll on the spot.

Alvin couldn't help laughing and got into the car.

With his guidance, the two soon arrived at the alchemy workshop in the suburbs.

Seeing the alchemy workshop that had just been cleaned up, the old dwarf sitting in the driver's seat showed a somewhat surprised expression.

Although this workshop was cleaned very well, it still looked a bit shabby no matter how you looked at it, which was totally inconsistent with the identity of a descendant of the Titans.

The old dwarf Borok underestimated him in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.

This is the difference between old dwarves and young dwarves. Although they may both be direct in character, young dwarves cannot hold back their words.

Only the old dwarfs who have been educated by society because they can't hold back can be relatively frank and know when it is more appropriate to remain silent.

As he entered the workshop, Alvin saw Khayon and Bryant curiously dismantling the "Horn of the Minotaur" magic armored vehicle.

This made his eyes widen immediately.

Hey, hey, hey, even if you originally planned to dismantle this thing and use it as raw materials, you have to keep the high-precision parts inside!

"Hey, Alvin, this thing is much more useful than a carriage!" Ka Yang said happily, holding up two parts with his hands stained with engine oil:

A lot of disassembled parts and external armor can be seen at his feet.

"Hey, do you remember where this thing was originally installed?" Bryant also asked, holding a part:

Look at this hairy druid breaking and smelling it, looking like a curious baby. Maybe he even wants to bite it with his teeth to test the taste.

"Anyway, put the things down first!" Ivan said with a headache:

"Oh, okay." The two of them shrugged and agreed at the same time:

After going forward to check, Alvin found that although the parts were placed everywhere, they were indeed disassembled in the normal way.

This made him look at Kayon and Bryant in surprise.

"So, you didn't force it."

"Hey, I'm a mage after all, how can I force my way through like a barbarian?" Khayon glanced at Ivan and said unhappily:

"The barbarians ate your bread?" Ivan asked back in the same unpleasant tone:

"Forget it, let me introduce you first. This is Mr. Borok, the chief blacksmith of the Carizam Workshop in Lutetia. Let's just say he's an unexpected partner." The black-haired boy turned to introduce the old dwarf.

Borok's identity stunned both Kayang and Bryant.

Weren't you there to discuss business with someone? Why did you just talk them back to help? How many red (crossed out) drugs did you take?

Without paying attention to the two men's dropped jaws, Ivan then introduced Kayang and Bryant to Borrock.

The few of them shook hands and got to know each other.

"Without further ado, I've obtained enough mithril from Mr. Borok. This means we can proceed with the next phase of our plan."

Hearing this, the old dwarf couldn't help but ask:

"Sorry to interrupt for a moment."

He looked around the entire workshop with a look of surprise and confusion on his face.

"I don't see any suitable equipment here. How do you plan to, uh, proceed?"

"This question is not difficult to answer." Alvin smiled slightly and picked up a piece of armor that had just been removed from an armored vehicle.

A dark golden light flashed in the black-haired boy's palm, and the entire solid metal armor immediately changed freely between his five fingers until it formed a metal gear that was completely different from the previous one.

The old dwarf almost popped his eyes out of his head when he saw this scene.

At the same time, a light voice came to my ears.

"Hand rubbing is enough."

Chapter 102 Manual Labor

"Is this alchemy? Why is it different from what I know?"

Looking at the parts that were quickly taking shape in Ivan's hands, it was Bryant, the hairy druid who was not good at technology, who scratched his head and asked first.

"Well, it's probably... a characteristic of the genre." Alvin said casually.

At the same time, he winked at Khayon and Borok, who immediately understood.

"Different schools of alchemy use different techniques, so it is normal to have differences." Khayon started talking nonsense seriously.

"Well, uh, that's about it." The old dwarf stammered in agreement.

Obviously, he was not as good at lying as the skilled worker who was used to lying as eating bread.

"Really? I've learned a lot." Bryant scratched his head and sighed seriously:

After watching for a while, the old dwarf Borok suddenly sighed, then his legs softened and he sat cross-legged on the ground. He looked as if he had suddenly aged by dozens of years.

"Father of the Forge, this is something you can't learn. It can't be learned."

Khayon gave the old dwarf a sympathetic look. He had experienced similar feelings many times before and was numb to them.

I don’t care!

The necromancer with a bird's nest-like head the color of dry grass thought so.

On the other side, Alvin, who was in working mode, had no time to pay attention to the group of onlookers.

After the last experiment successfully proved the feasibility of his idea, the research and development plan of the shockwave magic engine immediately took a big step forward.

Compared with other researchers in this world, Alvin has a huge advantage.

This advantage is enough for him to shorten the research plan that originally took several years or even decades to a few tenths of the original time.

That is to eliminate wrong options.

In the process of modern scientific and technological research and development, the time required for "trial and error" often takes up a large part of the entire scientific research plan.

Alvin, who knew the correct answer in advance, only needed to choose the most correct path and move straight towards the finish line.

In addition, the difference between magic drive and fuel drive allows this magical version of the internal combustion engine to eliminate many complex structures.

That's why Alvin was able to complete the design of the new magic engine in such a short time.

Now, the black-haired boy only needs to use the power of [Reshaping the World] to make the engine, which is still on the blueprint, become a reality with incredible precision.

But before that, he had a little experiment to do.

First, Alvin mixed the newly acquired mithril ingots with the Linde special steel removed from the armored vehicle.

The metal Mithril is somewhat similar to the metal 'Titanium' in Ivan's previous life. It has excellent performance in various aspects, and the alloy made from it is several times better than ordinary steel.

Soon, under the dark golden magic light of [Reshaping the World], the silver-blue mithril and the gunmetal-colored steel merged with each other, forming a new alloy that reflected a gray-blue luster.

This is a mithril alloy steel that is stronger and more resistant to high temperatures than Linde special steel, and its weight is much lower at the same volume.

The hundred pounds of mithril were not all used up, and Alvin planned to use them to make another better material.

Then he waved to the other three.

"Lift up that armored vehicle. I plan to use this Mithril alloy steel to replace the original frame."

"Are you talking to me?" Ka Yang looked at Ivan in surprise.

"Of course not, can you?" Alvin rolled his eyes at the guy, making him immediately look annoyed.

If it were possible to use undead magic, Khayang could easily get a few strong enough undead puppets to do this.

As a distinguished wizard, why would he need to do it himself?

But Khayang’s current public identity is a wild mage from the countryside. Is a wild mage with no inheritance, no equipment, and no adventures worthy of being called a wizard?

Pooh!

Anyone can answer this question with disdain.

The druid, who didn't notice the interaction between the two, was quite obedient. He immediately crawled on the ground, growled, and turned into a strong brown bear.

After all, he was an adventurer hired by the other party. Since his employer had given the order, he naturally had to work hard, right?

As for the old dwarf Borok, he was a three-time transcendent, and dwarves are naturally stronger than humans, so he rolled up his sleeves and planned to lift the armored vehicle and dismantle the remaining frame.

However, Bryant was obviously not familiar with the brown bear form. After completing the transformation, he subconsciously wanted to stand up on his hind legs and walk. As a result, he rolled on the ground after just a few steps, looking like a silly bear.

Oh, considering he's already a bear, that doesn't seem out of the ordinary.

After realizing how embarrassing his performance was, Bryant's furry bear face immediately drooped, and the whole bear curled up in the corner like a hamster in winter, becoming autistic.

Alvin slapped his forehead, but didn't blame the other person.

He could see that this druid was probably a jack of all trades and masters. In gaming terms, he hadn't yet mastered the full set of skills that could be learned at this level.

Therefore, he wasn't very good at transforming into medium-sized or larger animals. In the real world of Palladio, this was simply a lack of academic proficiency, requiring a mentor to use the Spirit Infusion Rod to train him vigorously.

"Forget it, let me do it." Alvin clasped his hands together, and a dark golden magical light emanated from his palms.

Then, he pressed his hands hard on the ground, and the ground in the courtyard in front of him began to tremble rapidly. Two streams of magic power rushed like lightning and came to the place where ordinary steel was piled up.

Immediately, the steel began to deform under the influence of the power of [Reshaping the World], forming a structure similar to the underground lifts found in real-life auto repair shops. Think of it as a jack that can be activated without manual operation.

Then, two huge arms made entirely of rock rose directly from the ground.

Ivan has already mastered the extraordinary combat skill 'Elemental Shell'. Although he cannot use it in battle immediately and has not fully integrated it into his own fighting style, it is still no problem to use it to do physical work like this.

The two rock arms were like mechanical arms in a car repair shop. One on the left and one on the right, they grabbed the armored vehicle that had been dismantled to the point where only the frame remained, lifted it up and placed it on a lift-shaped rack.

"Huh." Alvin wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and found that the magic power consumption was smaller than expected.

It seems that although the original magic is so violent that ordinary people cannot control it, its quality is still among the top among many kinds of magic.

"This, this kind of fighting skills..." The old dwarf Borok stared at the scene that just happened.

Although it was not exactly the same, he felt that this move was similar to the dwarf royal family's descent from heaven that had been passed down from generation to generation.

The so-called gods descending to earth, in simple terms, is an extraordinary combat skill that temporarily constructs an enlarged version of the body on the user's body surface by absorbing a large amount of matter.

Once used, it can instantly transform a short and stocky dwarf into a tall square giant.

During actual combat, it has demonstrated extremely strong combat effectiveness bonus on various battlefields.

Throughout history, the dwarf royal family relied on this combat skill to achieve many brilliant achievements in wars with other underground races.

However, the requirements for the user to descend to the earth by the gods are extremely high, and it is the highest priority bonus item in the inheritance of the dwarf throne.

Moreover, every time a god descends to earth, it takes a long time to charge up the power. But this unknown fighting skill in front of him, although it only creates two arms, how long did it take him to charge up the power? Ten seconds or five seconds?