《My Passive Skills are Invincible!》Chapter 166: The Elven Queen’s Strange Illness
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"Are you surprised?" Mike asked with a smile on his face.
In fact, he did feel Lilia's lack of confidence in him, but he did not point it out.
Some things did not need to be argued with words, only the truth was necessary.
Lilia's face turned red, and she stammered,
"No, no... I'm not surprised."
Mike did not continue to delve into this question. Instead, he put the small component into the bucket beside the furnace to cool it before giving it to Lilia.
He smiled and asked, "Now can you tell me what we're going to make?"
Lilia took the component that Mike threw over and looked at it carefully.
Yes, it was exactly the same as the component on the blueprint.
She nodded and took out a small box from the box containing the dwarven metal ingots.
There was a small lock on the box. The lock and the surface of the box were engraved with some unknown runes.
When Lilia held the small box in her hand, the runes on the box and the lock began to flash.
It was a rune formation, and although Mike could not understand the runes, he could probably guess what they meant. The formation was probably set up to prevent others from opening the box by force.
The box could either only be opened in a specific way.
Or it could cause a strong backlash against the intruder.
In short, it was to protect the contents of the box.
It was not easy to create such a formation, which showed how important the contents of the box were.
Lilia took out a small key from her pocket.
The key was also engraved with runes that flashed as if it were breathing.
She used the key to carefully unlock the box, then opened the box.
Mike and Stone looked at the box curiously at the same time.
Inside the box was a stack of yellowed blueprints.
That was right, not one, but a stack!
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"Is this what you want to make?!" Mike said with slight surprise.
After all, most of the things in Second World could be made with only one blueprint design.
It was the first time that Mike had seen such a product that required a whole stack of blueprints. He had never even heard of it before.
Mike took out the blueprints from the box in Lilia's hand and looked at each of them carefully.
He found that most of the blueprints were components. Only after looking at several blueprints would the blueprint of a certain section of the product appear, which was the final product pieced together by these components.
Mike simply took out the last blueprint, but it was also a blueprint of a component.
"What about the blueprint of the overall finished product?" Mike asked with a slight frown.
Lilia hesitated for a moment before answering this question. "The finished blueprint is in the hands of the Elven Queen. My mission is only to find a forger who can produce the ancient dwarven craft."
With that, she took out a green ball that looked like a bean or a seed of some kind of plant.
Then, she gently squeezed the ball with her fingers and crushed it.
After the ball was crushed, it immediately turned into particles of light and disappeared into the air.
"Alright, the Elven Queen will be here in a while. You can make the components first."
Mike did not find any problem with this at all. After all, making the components required time, so he officially started forging.
If it was any other forger, the forging process would require a lot of concentration. The people around would hardly be able to talk to the forger.
However, Mike was different.
He chatted with Lilia while forging to pass the boring waiting time.
From the conversation, Mike learned a lot.
After all, Mike had already proved that he could forge ancient dwarven crafts, so there was no need to hide things from him. So Lilia told him everything she knew.
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She was sent to find a blacksmith because the Elven Queen had a strange disease.
This strange illness could not be cured even by the Water of Life of the Elven race. This was something that had never happened in the history of the Elven race.
As the illness gradually worsened, the Elven Queen's body became weaker and weaker.
If no actions were taken, the Elven Queen might die very soon. In that case, the Elven race would become the weakest race in the entire continent.
At that time, no matter how peaceful the Elven race was, other greedy and belligerent races would take the initiative to wage war against the Elven race.
Hearing this, Mike nodded his head approvingly. At the same time, he understood the cause for some things in his previous life.
In his previous life, about five years later, a war did break out because of the fall of the Elven Queen.
However, the war did not last long because the Elven princess managed to barely inherit the throne of the Elven Queen and shouldered the responsibility.
In the end, the Elven race sacrificed a lot of NPCs and resources to barely quell the war.
Since then, the Elven players had been in a weak state.
At that time, no one knew why the Elven Queen died. Now, Mike finally knew the truth.
"Then, what's the difference between this and the ancient technology of the Dwarves?" Mike took out the components that had just been made in the furnace and threw a piece of material back into the furnace.
"I don't know. I heard that the Elven Queen has found a way to cure the disease, but it will be very difficult to go to that place. We need to use this product of ancient technology."
Hearing this, Mike nodded and did not ask any more questions.
There were indeed many traps in some special ruins or dungeons. These traps were practically everywhere. It was nearly impossible to explore without getting hurt.
If the Elven Queen was very weak now, it was certainly reasonable to need to use some kind of ancient dwarven technology.
After a while, Lilia seemed to sense something and suddenly stood to look at the vine staircase in the center of the room.
The next moment, a female Elf with a green crown walked up the vine staircase.
At this moment, Mike found himself a little stunned.
Because this Elven woman was really too beautiful.
Her temperament was like a goddess that did not belong to this world.
Her slightly pale complexion instead added a delicate beauty to her, which made men unable to resist the urge to protect her.
If he guessed correctly, this was the Elven Queen.
After the Elven Queen nodded slightly at Lilia, she smiled at Mike, and then was slightly stunned.
Perhaps noticing that she had lost her composure, she hurriedly asked, "Are you a blacksmith?"
"I'm sorry, I might have had a misconception just now. You looked a little familiar..."
"Are you the blacksmith master that Lilia found?"
Mike nodded slightly and pointed at the components next to him. "I made these."
As for the familiar words, they were ignored by Mike. It was most likely just a friendly exchange.
The Elven Queen followed the direction of Mike's finger and saw the components. A glimmer of hope appeared in her eyes.
From this, it could be seen how important these components were to her.
After the Elven Queen confirmed Mike's forging technique, she immediately took out a blueprint and handed it to Mike without hesitation.
"Can you make this product? I need it to go to Violet Valley."
Mike had just received the blueprint from the Elven Queen. However, after hearing the second half of the sentence, he was slightly stunned.
"Where did you say you want to going?"
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