Chapter 17: Chariots and Amnesia (This chapter is free)

If An Ruoran had not personally checked Bill and Philip's warehouses, it would be hard for An Ruoran to believe that these two guys who were preparing to salvage had actually stocked up materials worth more than 20,000 gold coins. According to the temporary interrogation, the two scammers planned to mix these materials with fakes and gradually sell them to major shops, but before the plan was fully launched, all of them were cheaper.

With this batch of materials with an average level of mid-level or above, An Ruoran was finally able to build his car with peace of mind. According to his original idea, he planned to use primary materials to cast the interior of the carriage and then use intermediate materials as a cover on the outside. However, since there are sufficient materials now, An Ruoran planned to spend more than ten days to cast a carriage out, and the first thing he had to do was to design a structural diagram.

"Let's see how this is?" He locked himself up for a whole day. When An Ruoran walked out of the room again, there was a drawing in his hand. Vivian and Naya looked closer and looked at each other, showing a confusion expression. Naya was smoking a cigar and tilted his head lazily: "The structure of this carriage is a bit strange, it seems to be different from what I have seen."

"To be precise, this should be called an ancient chariot, which comes from the creativity of my hometown." An Ruoran smiled, but did not tell Naya the details. Only he himself knew that this chariot design drawing fully references the shape of the chariot from the Spring and Autumn Period, and doubles its appearance, and also borrows some tactics from this world.

"Actually, I hope my work can be practical, even if it is a luxury." An Ruoran gently stroked Vivian's hair and explained patiently a few words. Naya lay on the drawings, carefully observing every detail, and making a "whimper" sound from time to time. After a long time, it finally raised its head with satisfaction and said lightly: "Very good, it looks good, although I can't understand anything..."

"Oh, I can't understand it and I've been watching it for so long?" An Ruoran rolled his eyes speechlessly and waved his hand to knock the stupid pig out. However, while landing, Naya touched his long nose with his front hooves and said thoughtfully: "So what material do you plan to use to cast a chariot, do you use all the intermediate materials?"

"The main materials are silver crystals and meteorites. I plan to fuse them together to create a shell." An Ruoran had already considered the materials to be used and introduced slowly now, "As for the attack points on the chariot, I plan to use the one horn of the six-legged magic rhinoceros as the raw material; in addition, several long-range attack magic arrays need to be carved, so the magic crystals also need to consume six or seven pieces; and the wheels need to consider elasticity..."

While he reported the materials, Vivian had also taken a pen to record all the materials needed. Some of these materials were already owned. The rest could be exchanged for Mr. Roy's shop and exchanged with other intermediate materials, so there would be no major problems in supply.

Naya listened silently for a few minutes, but never spoke. He only vomited a smoke ring at the end and hummed, "These are all intermediate materials! An An, with your ability as a primary caster, you may have to pay a lot of money to melt them."

"So you have to prepare well. I heard that there is a very quiet valley nearby, where we can go to cast it." An Ruoran slightly and put away the drawings on the table. "According to my estimate, it will take about half a month, and I can barely catch up with the opening of the Magic Forging Competition. However, in this half month, you two will protect the valley, transport supplies, serve tea and water, cook and warm the bed, and chat with you... Hey, where are you going, I haven't finished talking yet!"

Frightened by An Ruoran's request, Naya and Vivian immediately fled faster than the rabbit. However, in the evening, they left the city with An Ruoran and arrived at the valley before dark. They first arranged a suitable casting site, and the two and pig set up several warning points on the outskirts of the valley to prevent uninvited guests from coming to disturb them. When everything was arranged, it was already late at night, and they slept with the bonfire all night...

After several days of busy traveling, An Ruoran fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow that acted as straw. It was not until Naya's harsh screams kept coming that he opened his eyes in a daze, picked up the straw and smashed it over: "Shut up, you stupid pig! Early in the morning, please don't scream like a pig like a ghost... Oh, kill pig?"

Just as An Ruoran accidentally described, the poor Naya was hanging upside down on the bonfire rack at this moment, and below it was a pot of hot boiling soup. Vivian was holding five or six kinds of seasonings and was busy happily beside the boiling soup. When she saw An Ruoran wake up, she immediately smiled sweetly and shouted: "An An, are you going to have breakfast? Today, I specially prepared a little suckling pig for you!"

"Oh, the so-called little suckling pig, shouldn't it mean?" Turning his head and looking at Naya who was shining with tears, An Ruoran suddenly realized that he had a tendency to move his index finger. However, considering the cruelty of eating his companion, he still shouted quickly before Vivian cut the rope: "Stop! Keep people under the knife - no, keep pig under the knife!"

"An An, don't you like cooking suckling pigs?" Vivian bit his thumb in confusion, but his other hand was still holding Naya, swaying around the boiling pot of soup intentionally or unintentionally. Feeling the constant heat coming from his butt, Naya's face turned pale with fear, and howled like a pig: "An An, help! Help, An An!"

"Shut up, wait until I figure out what's going on!" An Ruoran glared at Naya fiercely, turned his head and looked at Vivian, and said with the most kind smile: "Dear Vivian, we will discuss breakfast later. Then now, you give me this pig first and let me check if it has swine fever - yes, that's it, just put it slowly..."

Seeing that Naya was about to leave the boiling soup range, Vivian suddenly burped and stood there in a daze. A few seconds later, she suddenly mentioned Naya curiously and said in surprise: "Naya, did you wake up so early today? Strange, why is there a boiling soup here... Well, Anan has woken up, good morning everyone!"

As if nothing had happened, Vivian immediately put down Naya and went to the river to wash with a towel and toothbrush. An Ruoran and Naya looked at each other, not understanding what was going on... After a long time, Naya suddenly sniffed and suddenly realized: "This is amnesia, this is temporary forgetfulness caused by amnesia! I used to know a bastard. He would suddenly forget something when he woke up, and then gradually remember it after a while."

"Oh, it's really a strange problem!" An Ruoran touched his chin curiously and couldn't help but sigh a few times. It seems that Vivian's amnesia is indeed very serious. Maybe he should find a doctor to help her see it. But then again, since she will suddenly forget something - then, is it possible that she will suddenly forget to wear clothes?

As soon as he thought of this, An Ruoran couldn't help but feel excited, but when he thought of the scene where Naya almost became breakfast, he secretly decided to stay away from Vivian in the future. In this chaotic situation, the morning time passed by quickly. An Ruoran rested for half an hour, and then asked Vivian and Naya to look at the valley, and walked into the cave that had been prepared in advance. Since last night, a large amount of casting materials have been stocked up in the cave, enough to complete the casting of a carriage.

"Then, it's officially started!" After a moment of silence, accompanied by a simple chanting, the red soul fire slowly appeared in his palm - but unlike the previous casting, An Ruoran continued to activate the soul fire at this moment until it extended into a huge flame and completely covered his body. At this moment, he was covered by the flames and could be described as a fireman. Just a simple step was taken to completely vaporize the sand under his feet...

It is of course difficult to control such a huge soul fire, but in order to melt the solid intermediate materials, I had to do so. After a moment of breathing, An Ruoran bounced his finger and sucked two silver crystals and meteorites away from the air. The soul fire suddenly burst out with a strong light, and then it was like carrying life, swept the crystals and meteorites into it, and began a slow melting process.

"Tick! Tick!" Time passed slowly, and there was silence in the cave, and only the sound of sweat falling to the ground could sound. An Ruoran controlled his difficult breathing and tried to adjust the soul fire around him. Driven by him, layers of flames rushed towards crystals and meteorites like waves. Gradually, the seemingly solid materials began to melt slowly, turning into slowly flowing liquid, and then began to merge into one place to form a brand new liquid.

Seeing this scene, An Ruoran finally relaxed and secretly thanked for the success of the preliminary plan. But this was not the time to relax. He gently stroked his fingers, controlled the liquid to rotate slowly, and made its speed faster and faster. In the splashing light, the liquid concentrated into a ball began to extend and shrink, changing from time to time. Half an hour later, with the sudden cooling of the soul fire, the liquid finally cooled slowly and solidified, and finally formed into a cross shaft component on the carriage...

With a bang, An Ruoran fell to the ground with weak body, gasping for breath. His clothes were soaked, as if they had just been fished out of the river, and his whole body was as tired as if they had been hollowed out. It was difficult to move a finger slightly. But looking at the exquisite ridge not far away, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and a faint smile...

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