Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Archaeology Crash Course

Inside the single secret room, Locke ignited the semi-automatic small furnace on the tool table, heated the cold-grained meteorite to a semi-molten state, and then poured the cold-grained meteorite on the Clivia flower.

This is a critical step.

If the operation is not done properly, the Clivia flower will be ignited by the high temperature in an instant and turned into waste along with the cold-patterned meteorite iron. All the investment you made in the [Grass and Trees as Soldiers] trick model in the early stage will be wasted.

The moment the cold-veined meteorite molten iron touched the Clivia flower, ogham patterns flashed across the surface of the flower. Locke’s magic power was continuously injected into it, and a large amount of life energy gathered together, which caused the Clivia flower and the cold-veined meteorite molten iron to begin to combine.

Half an hour later, Locke wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The cold-grained meteorite had completely attached to the Clivia flower. The Clivia flower formed curved leaves and scimitars, and cold-colored stripes formed on the surface. Those were the lines formed by the cold-grained meteorite.

Locke flicked the leaf blade with his finger, and the leaf blade made a metallic sound, while retaining the soft touch of the finger touching the leaf alone.

This is a special effect that can only be created by plant magic. It combines the touch of metal and the touch of plant leaves, and has the common characteristics of both.

Locke’s mind moved, and the leaf blade folded in half like origami, bending inward and becoming very soft. At the same time, Locke gave the second order, and the leaf blade was waved in the air in this single room, flashing cold light in the air.

The leaf blade, reinforced by cold-grained meteorite, has the characteristics of both plant leaves and cold-grained meteorite, so the effect is more powerful and can produce an effect of one plus one being greater than two.

The leaf knife was put into the sleeve of his wizard robe on his left hand and hidden.

Locke walked out of the single room, took out two hundred magic stones from the Star Ring, and handed them to the Tyne dwarf.

Then he left the Kentrey Furnace Workshop, and the Tyne Dwarf returned to the depths of the shop and continued to preside over his flame furnace refining array.

Locke walked to the front of the shop next door. He looked up at the white plaque in the shape of finger bones and walked in.

The overall color of the store is black and white. It feels like walking into a coffin shop. There are many skulls, some bones of unknown creatures, or specimens on the shelves of the store.

Locke stepped on the black yak fur carpet and scanned the shop because he didn’t see anyone in the shop.

“Is anyone there?”

No one responded to Locke.

Locke also frowned. This was the first time he encountered such a situation in the Chimera Market.

He glanced around and his eyes were attracted by several wooden boards hanging in the middle of the shop.

‘This shop sells information, so we don’t chat or answer meaningless questions. If you have any questions, you can read the introduction of this shop. The owner will not repeat and answer customers’ meaningless questions.’

Locke raised his eyebrows. He didn’t expect that this archaeologist was such a “funny” person with a very strange personality. His temperament was very different from that of the common white wizards.

He continued reading.

“Second-class wizard level questions cost 50 magic stones to answer, and first-class wizard apprentice level questions cost 200 magic stones to answer. Some difficult questions will require an additional fee. For questions at the official wizard level, please discuss them in detail with the owner.”

“We don’t answer boring questions. For low-level questions, please consult books, ask others, or do your own research.”

“We do not offer refunds. If you are not satisfied, please do not ask me any questions in the first place.”

“Our shop also offers a corpse inquiry service. For 100 magic stones per session, you can have the corpse answer three questions. However, this service must pass the ethical review process of the White Wizards Association. Any consequences will not be the responsibility of our shop.”

Locke looked at the last small blackboard hanging on the wall. “We welcome all in-depth questions. We can even answer some interesting questions for free.”

“Also, we’re offering a six-month crash course in archaeology. Tuition is 1,000 magic stones. Requirements include being a second-class wizard apprentice or above, possessing at least a secondary negative energy particle compatibility, and a passion for the ancient knowledge that exists within history. Whether you learn or not, you’re solely responsible. There are no refunds.”

Locke approached the small blackboards hanging on the wall and saw where the owner of the shop was. It turned out that the old man was sitting on the floor behind the counter of the shop, fiddling with a Naga skull in his hand.

He placed the Naga skull to his ear, as if listening quietly to the secrets the Naga skull was telling him about itself.

Locke walked over and asked, “Shopkeeper, are you opening an archaeology training class recently?”

Historian McCarthy frowned in dissatisfaction and glared at Locke fiercely. This guy looked very gloomy and weird, like an old vampire, with sunken pupils and sinister eyes, as if Locke owed him a lot of money.

McCarthy picked up a humerus lying on the ground, then held it and knocked on the first small blackboard hanging on the wall. There was a sentence written on it: “This store sells information, so we don’t chat or answer meaningless questions.”

Locke smiled.

There are many first-class wizard apprentices in Lilith’s Hut, and they all choose to teach classes to make money, specifically to make money from those second-class wizard apprentices who are eager to learn but can’t find their direction.

These courses are generally quite bad. Although they do teach some things, their main purpose is to make money, so the quality of the courses can be imagined.

Locke was not sure whether the same was true for the archaeology crash course offered by this store.

Anyway, it has been made clear that whether you learn it or not, you will not get your money back.

Locke returned to the main topic of his visit. “I’d like you to appraise a ring of mysterious origin and would like to sign a confidentiality agreement.”

“I don’t want the news to leak out.”

McCarthy finally reacted a little at this time. He said impatiently: “You can sign the contract.”

“My store’s reputation is much more important than your little information.”

Locke thought for a while, and then took out the ring given to him by Count Augustine from his star ring.

McCarthy stood up and took the ring from Locke, looking at it through a magnifying glass.

He looked at it for a moment before a hint of interest appeared in his eyes. “This isn’t something from the southeastern region, otherwise I would definitely recognize its origin.”

“But this ring is forged from [Still Iron] mixed with [Copy Bronze] and [Nibelung Mithril]. Even destroying it is beyond the ability of an apprentice wizard.”

McCarthy said, “This isn’t something a wizard apprentice can possess. This is all the information I can give you.”

“It’s equivalent to a second-class wizard apprentice. Just pay me 50 magic stones.”

Locke didn’t expect that the ring in his hand was not only made of still iron, but also very likely did not belong to the southeast corner.

McCarthy’s expression suddenly changed. He sniffed the air and then suddenly leaned his head closer to Locke. “That smell… no way… you have ancient biological bloodline transformation…”

McCarthy’s expression, originally cold and even impatient, suddenly changed. He looked at Locke with a piercing gaze. “First-class wizard apprentice, do you have the bloodline of an ancient creature? It should be the ancient giant bear of Orkney…”

“In this day and age, you’re actually able to obtain the bloodline of the ancient giant bear of Orkney.” McCarthy changed his attitude towards Locke and became enthusiastic. “The Historian’s House welcomes guests like you who are rich in the multi-layered charm of the times.”

“That question just now, let’s consider it a gift.”

(End of this chapter)