After the Full Level of the Profession

After speaking, Robb kicked all the dwarves into the water one by one.

The poor dwarves screamed as soon as they fell into the water, but they immediately realized, hey, they can breathe in the water, so there is nothing to be afraid of. A group of landlubbers are happily splashing in the water, but they can't swim. It can swim, although it can't drown, but it can't move forward in the water, it can only float awkwardly.

Fortunately, the human miners followed, pulled the dwarves, and dived towards the center of the lake.

After a while, the miners reached the bottom of the lake, and Robb also turned into a big seal and swam over, throwing a flare at the bottom of the water (remind again, the flare is magic, not a technological flare, so it’s not a problem even underwater. available).

Flares illuminated the bottom of the lake, and a large underwater vein appeared in front of the miners and dwarves.

"Oh, oh, this is the rare mine Godafather said." A human miner touched the stone of the Arcanite vein with his hand, with a strange expression on his face: "I've never seen it before."

The dwarves had already surrounded them, and one dwarf even pulled out a small mining pick from his waist, knocked on the ore vein, and quickly knocked out a fist-sized ore. He held the ore in his hand , Look left, look right, look carefully at its section, from there you can see a kind of metallic luster with blue light.

The dwarf said: "Although I don't know this kind of ore, just looking at the cross section of this stone, it is indeed a very powerful metal. It is even born with magic power. Look at this blue light."

The miners are all knowledgeable, and they are amazed around the Austrian gold ore.

Robb smiled and said, "Okay, I've given you the location of the mine, and the next step is how to dig."

The dwarves and the miners suddenly looked at each other, how to dig? What about the mines at the bottom of the water? It's really difficult.

Robb said: "I've already figured it out. Let's divide people into two groups. One group gets underwater breathing from me every day and works underwater. The other group works on the shore. The underwater group is responsible for digging ore. The people on the shore set up a big frame by the lake to make a turbine group. They use long ropes to hang a big basket and sink into the water. The people under the water put the ore into the basket, and the people on the shore pull it up. , sent back to West Wind City through the portal."

The miners understood as soon as they heard it. This is actually the current gameplay of the West Wind Mine. There is a division of labor and cooperation. Some people are only responsible for digging, and some are only responsible for transportation. In this way, they have entered a rhythm they are familiar with.

Of course, there is still a division of labor here.

Without even thinking about it, the dwarves raised their hands together and said, "We're going to be the shore group."

The human miner laughed loudly: "Stupid dwarfs can't swim, so they don't need to think about it. The wages of the underwater team must be higher. We want to be the underwater team."

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Chapter 711: Poison Gas Attack

Robb arranged for the miners, especially reminding them to pay attention to safety. After all, this is a war zone, and it is uncertain when Mundra will kill him.

I stuffed a few portal scrolls for the miners and dwarves, and invited two elf archers to serve as sentinels for them. If the situation was wrong, I threw away the mining equipment and ran away.

After all this was arranged, the duration of Godafather's avatar was almost up.

He got into the woods, let the clone disappear, and switched his consciousness back to Robert Smith who was still hanging up on the front line and rubbing medicine.

At this time, he had been on the phone for half an hour, and produced a bottle of medicine every three seconds, so the room was already full of antidote bottles. There were hundreds of bottles, which seemed to be a lot, but this amount was not enough for an army. It's still a drop in the bucket, with thousands of casualties every minute of a war, this little medicine is not enough for a wave.

Temporarily stop rubbing medicine, stand up...

Robb split himself again, and let the clone go back to Westwind City to lazily pretend to be on the stone chair, and then opened the window, intending to get a breath of fresh air before continuing to work.

The moment the window was opened, there was a refreshing east wind blowing outside.

(PS: In order to prevent readers with insufficient basic knowledge from misunderstanding, the east wind is the wind blowing from the east, that is, blowing westward.)

The wind was blowing on his face, and there was a very refreshing feeling. Robb simply put down the work in his hands temporarily, and took a rest for a while. Sometimes in life, you need to stop like this, and feel the nature...

He was enjoying the wind, when he suddenly heard the noise of soldiers in the city, and then someone shouted: "Be careful, the enemy is attacking!"

Then, on the street outside, countless soldiers rushed towards the east gate. It seemed that the enemy came from the east.

Robb wondered: Didn't it mean that the city is covered with mines on three sides, and only the west side can enter and leave without mines? How could the enemy come from the east? That should trigger at least a few mines and cause an explosion, but I didn't hear any explosions.

He raised his head and glanced towards the east. The night was dark, but he had night vision ability, so he would not be affected by the night. He saw a large cloud of green smoke outside the east city, blowing towards the city with the east wind.

Robb understood at a glance: "Hey! Poison gas attack? These ancients really know how to play."

"Bang bang bang!" The door was knocked loudly, and Robb opened the door to see a black knight, who was sweating profusely and shouted at Robb: "Mr. Robert, you can cure the poison." How many doses are there? The enemy has launched a poison gas attack on us, and the poisonous fog is coming soon with the east wind."

Robb said, "It's only a few hundred bottles."

The black knight was stunned: "Oops, not enough."

Isn't this nonsense? There are at least five or six thousand soldiers stationed in this city. If the whole city is poisoned, hundreds of bottles of medicine will not do.

Robb said: "It seems that we can only stop the poisonous fog from drifting over."

The black knight nodded: "The mages of the Gale Knights are all gathering towards the east side of the city now."

Robb nodded: "You ask the soldiers to carry these medicines out, and prepare to treat those who are accidentally poisoned. I will also go to see the situation on the east side of the city."

The black knight hurriedly organized soldiers to get the medicine bottles. These glass medicine bottles must be handled carefully. If they are broken accidentally, the loss will be huge, so the soldiers did not dare to move too fast. A group of people were sweating profusely carrying the medicine. Then he gave himself a sprint of the wind, and ran to the east gate in an instant.

I saw that Madeleine was already standing on the city wall, and there was a large group of black knights beside her. Captain Barry of the Storm Knights was also there, and countless knights, mages, and ordinary scum soldiers were gathering here.

Looking at the poisonous fog drifting over from the city, everyone's expressions were ugly.

Madeleine said with a sullen face: "Damn Mundra, you actually took advantage of the east wind to blow poisonous mist at us."

A black knight said: "Look at the direction of the fog, it will blow to us in a few minutes."

Madeleine turned around and asked, "How much antidote do you have?"

At this time, Robb just hurriedly said: "There are only a few hundred bottles."

Madeleine: "Ah! You have made hundreds of bottles in such a short period of time. Mr. Robert, you are really outstanding." After the compliment, her face became sad again: "Unfortunately, it is not enough, our luck is not good, The east wind is coming tonight, if you give us a few more days..."

A black knight said: "What should I do?"

"Do you want to withdraw?"

Madeleine's face darkened: "This fortress is the most important frontier stronghold to attack Mundra's lair. How can it be easily given away? If we withdraw, we will lose the fulcrum for this Eastern Expedition, and we will not be able to organize a decent one in a short time. attack."

She turned to Barry next to her: "Wind Knights, can you think of a way? Blow up a strong wind and blow the poisonous mist back."

Barry scratched his head in embarrassment: "If the other party blows the poisonous mist with magic, we can also use magic to blow it back. Maybe we can counteract it, but now it is a natural east wind. If we use magic to blow it back, we will have nothing to do with it." No matter how strong our magic power is, we can't resist nature, at most we can only slow down the wind."

Robb thought to himself: I can blow a wind that can counteract the forces of nature.

Robb tried it last time when he fought the Sphinx in the desert. His magic can compete with nature locally. For example, using a wave torrent can turn the desert within a mile or two into a beach.

In the current situation, if Robb uses a wind magic, there is a high probability that the east wind will be turned into a west wind in a short time, and the poisonous mist will be blown back to Mundra.

But this trick is too perverted, once it is used, there is no need to play with fake identities.

He frowned, thinking about how he could help Madeleine as much as possible under such circumstances.

At this moment, Barry suddenly turned his head and asked him, "Robert, what do you think we should do now?"

Robb's identity is now the staff officer of the Storm Knights, and it is reasonable for the leader to ask him for advice. Of course, he can come up with a plan, but it is the leader's right to adopt it or not. The staff is used for this purpose. of.