Rather than calling it a basent, it would be more accurate to describe it as a luxurious workshop, with rows of bookshelves lined up around the room, densely packed with thick books, and ladders to climb. Several dwarf goblins are busy organizing the rows of books.
Hilveld has never seen these dwarf goblins before; they were obviously slaves that Ande Ulriel bought later. In the center of the basent stands a massive machine with a rounded shape and a copper-colored exterior.
Fang Hong had seen this at the Artisan Association, it is the Magic Guided Furnace.
Ande Ulriel led everyone to the side of the Magic Guided Furnace. In the center of the gigantic magic guided equipnt, there was a transparent hexagonal crystal, and with a snap of his fingers, a beam of light burst from the crystal and landed at their feet.
Only then did Fang Hong realize that this Magic Guided Furnace seed to have been modified—In Eteliria, transparent crystals are almost certainly Non-Attribute Crystals—using a Non-Attribute Crystal as the Main Crystal for a Magic Guided Furnace is not unusual, but this one was evidently too large.
And as soon as the light illuminated, it ford a grid that interlaced in mid-air, appearing as if suspended within, and above the grid, so different projections seed to hover.
These projections appeared to be like pieces on a chessboard, but on closer inspection, Fang Hong found that they were projections of small, flexible constructs.
So resembled the Clockwork Fairy, but others seed like different constructs.
He paused slightly; suddenly he felt he had seen this thing sowhere before. Wasn't this the training system sent to him by the ID nad Shana? Though a bit different, it should essentially be the sa kind of thing.
These are devices projecting the Artisan System into the reality of Eteliria.
"By the way, little fellow, you should have passed the vocational assessnt, right?"
The old man turned around, smiling and squinting at him: "I wonder if you still rember that Kapuka assessnt device, which was also invented by the Great Alchemist Ade—speaking of which, that great Alchemist even shares a na with you. The training Magic Guided Engine he invented was mainly to train the next generation of Alchemists."
"Later, that thing was passed down from generation to generation, inevitably becoming a part of Alchemist inheritance, but for thousands of years, nobody thought to improve it," he spoke with so pride, as if showcasing a proud creation: "But this one is different; it is an improved product of the training Magic Guided Engine."
"This is sothing we old folks thought of out of boredom; incidentally, we borrowed so designs from your Invoker system," said Ande Ulriel as he handed a crystal to him and Hilveld: "It's not just one here, there are many, and we connected them through the Ether Magic Network—"
He gestured for Fang Hong and Hilveld to pick up the crystal.
As soon as Fang Hong gripped the crystal, he imdiately felt a connection between himself and the gigantic magic guided equipnt, glancing at the crystal in his hand. Being an Alchemist himself, he quickly realized it was a Resonance Crystal.
Yet it was much larger than any Resonance Crystal he knew of, and seemingly so internal structures were different.
While he was observing, various voices suddenly reached his ears—many elderly voices were arguing among themselves as if Fang Hong was suddenly placed in a bustling, never-ending marketplace for bargaining and dispute:
"A terrible move!"
"Copper Nose, your skills are getting worse."
"Shut up, you fool of the Boots Family!"
"I'm just not used to this thing..."
"Watch it, he's starting to use the seventeenth construct..."
"Damn, you're cheating!"
Fang Hong listened dumbfounded to these voices.
He looked up to see the 'pieces' on the remote light grid coming to life, proceeding in order, advancing and retreating, fiercely attacking each other.
It turned out that it wasn't a light grid at all, but rather a chessboard.
His jaw dropped.
At the mont, Ande Ulriel held a crystal in his hand and shouted: "Everyone quiet!"
The voices from the crystal fell silent.
But shortly afterwards, the noise resud, and a voice loudly asked: "Old Blacksmith, what kind of authority are you flaunting here?"
"Haha, weren't you supposed to host that old fellow Phales?"
"What, have you chased him away?"
Even with his thick skin, Ande Ulriel couldn't help but blush at this point, thinking his old companions were being a bit too much. The nickna 'Blacksmith' was given to him during his apprenticeship at Kapuka due to his clumsiness at the ti when even the Grand Artificer of the Kapuka Society considered him clumsier than a blacksmith.
And thus, this nickna persisted—
Yet the notion of using the appraisal of clumsiness to beco a Grand Artificer's apprentice was indeed rather dubious, to say the least.
"It wasn't like that," the old man raised his snowy white eyebrows: "I asked him to reflect on his actions."
"Well done."
The voice from the crystal said loudly.
"Everyone," Ande Ulriel continued: "Let introduce a few young friends to you."
"Young friends?"
The crystal grew silent once more.
After a while, soone then asked: "What, Old Blacksmith, have you finally co around and taken on a student?"
Ande Ulriel held the crystal, smiling without answering, and didn't refute. He rely replied: "Why not, Copper Nose? You keep clamoring about finding soone to play chess with you? Why not test the credentials of my 'student'?"
Since each voice from the crystal referred to each other by nicknas, Fang Hong couldn't discern who these nicknas represented.
Nonetheless, he wasn't foolish, knowing that anyone who would interact with Ande Ulriel in this manner likely held a similarly high status. Judging by their earlier handling of the flexible construct within the light grid, it seed each one was a seasoned Great Alchemist.
But holding the crystal left him briefly bewildered.
Previously, when he heard Ande Ulriel say they connected these magic guided engines through the Magic Power Network, he hadn't realized what that ant. But now, he suddenly understood what the other ant.
This was essentially the internet, wasn't it?
A scoff erged from the crystal, and an elderly voice with a thick nasal sound muttered:
"Old Blacksmith, are you planning to have a youngster take on?"
"I won't fall for your tricks."
"Though I happen to have a young person here, why not let them try as well?"
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