The color of "Cory linen paper" is yellowish. If it is older, it becomes common to become brown. Therefore, the mages use spells to deal with it. First, to prevent too much change in the color of the grass paper, resulting in unclear writing. Second, to increase the storage time of the paper because the plants are directly cut and dried. The conditions are also extremely harsh. If placed in a place with high humidity, it is common to rot for a year.

Therefore, although Rathman's paper is low in manufacturing cost, it is scary that the subsequent storage cost is high, which is not what ordinary people can popularize.

But Jeremy took the paper in front of him and took a closer look, immediately realizing that it was by no means a "natural plant." Although the paper also shows the color of the original pulp because there is no "bleach", its surface is smooth, thin and uniform, and there are no traces of leaves and veins on the surface like the "Curry Linen".

Holding up the paper and taking a closer look through the light of the magic light bulb, while simply folding it twice, Jeremy was even more shocked at the toughness of the paper. He didn't even write the conclusions of the previous experiment. He got up and called the laboratory assistant, holding the stack of paper on the table next to him: "Where did these come from? Why haven't I seen it before?"

The assistant froze for a moment, and immediately replied: "Master, this is ... supplied by Jogel."

Jorgel is a supplier that provides "Curry Linen" to all nearby magic towers. Because the quality of the paper he sells is guaranteed, the magic tower has signed a supply agreement with him in the past five years. The assistant did not understand why Speaker Jeremy asked about it, adding: "This is a new batch today, he said it is a new formula product, but because the price is slightly more expensive, I will bring it directly to you . "

Good thing leadership is used first, which is also the inherent rule of Rasiman. The assistant's words made Jeremy understand that the other party had never used this kind of paper, so he was not as surprised as himself.

With this in mind, he arranged: "Then go to Jogel and ask, how much will it take to supply these papers in the future. Just say that we are willing to change the agreement at any time."

"Yes, Lord Speaker."

"By the way, check the source of this thing by the way. What new formula Joggell said, I don't believe it's something he can make."

Jeremy's eyes are very hot. He can almost confirm that this may be an important existence that can change Rahman. Jogel said that the "new manufacturing process" is correct, but the manufacturing process is also constantly improved. This paper is not brittle or soft and stable in nature. At first glance, it is a mature work that has balanced various properties. Where can a merchant such as Jogel make it?

The assistant led, but ran back within a minute. Jamiri looked up in confusion, and the latter hurriedly said, "Sir Lord, it is Mrs. Rotika who is Ballena ..."

Jeremy frowned. To be honest, he was annoyed by Rotika every day in the parliament, so he didn't want to see it at this time. On weekdays, Rotica rarely comes to the door, because it is often interpreted as a political signal, so he responds: "Is there anything wrong with him?"

Asking this sentence meant that he was going to find a reason to shirk and didn't plan to meet. But the assistant's answer made him suddenly hold back.

"Mr. Rotika wants to invite you to‘ Kastek Fireplace ’and say there ’s good news for you, it ’s about‘ improvement of the stability of the French Front ’.”

Jeremy's recent experimental progress is not news inside the parliament, but if there is a solution, no one can really get it. Lotika suddenly said so, apparently not without aim. The Lord Speaker changed his mind immediately after hearing: "Let him wait for a while on the ground floor, I will change clothes and go."

The magicians are all saucy, and the wizards who can enter the council have not heard of anyone who has procrastination. Ten minutes later, Jeremy in a formal dress met Rortica in the guest area on the first floor of the Magic Tower. The latter smiled a few words with a smile on his face, which led him to the carriage. Rashiman also had the habit of "talking at the dinner table." "Kastek fireplace" was the top choice for the top people. The speaker and core members of Ballena Their identities are displayed here, and they were naturally invited directly to the top-level private room.

"To make a long story short, I don't think you would like me to sell offenses." Mr. Rotika, without any nonsense, took out an invitation and handed it to Jeremy. For large auctions, this is the catalog that just came out. "

Jeremy knew there was an answer, so he glanced down. The seemingly rare magic equipment in the front was unattractive to him, but the contents on the last page suddenly made his eyes widen: "Eight kilograms of cobalt gold ?!"

"It's the only Nogfergo dare to take on such a commission."

Rotika relented, and Barrenner almost monopolized the production of "cobalt-gold mines", naturally unhappy. However, with his influence, there was still no way to find trouble at the "Nogforge Auction House", but he did feel uneasy about the sudden appearance of cobalt and gold mines.

Jeremy didn't answer his question. He found that the "cobalt gold mine" was not the final product of the auction, because in the last line of the auction catalog, it turned out to be a black pattern marked "unnamed ..."

Did not say what this auction was, but wrote in small print the words "used to greatly improve the stability of the matrix, energy transmission efficiency". Jeremy knew this was the highlight of Rortica's mouth. He had the count in his heart and looked up: "Thank you, Dr. Rotica, for being so well informed.‘ Crown of Twilight ’is about to begin, and Ballena College must be busy?”

This is the polite way to draw closer. Rotica laughed and began to respond, and as the dishes came on the table, the atmosphere of conversation grew warm.

Rotika sold a personal relationship, and Jeremy was naturally willing to give face. The two talked from the preparation of the "Crown of Twilight" to the dispute in the country of Esca. Just when the dinner was nearing the end, Mr. Rotika finally knocked side by side and asked him what he sent for this kind of favor

"Boratini's voyage is going well, but the harvest does not seem to be good?"

As soon as Jeremy heard it, he knew that the other party was still worried about what Houdini had said. He thought about it and replied: "You also read the manifest, and there is nothing bright. No further talks have been held with the messenger of the Karen Kingdom, but at the moment it seems that nothing should be gained. "

He watched Rotika stop talking and added an additional sentence: "To be honest, Master Houdini disappointed me."

With this sentence, the purpose of Rotica's trip was achieved. A stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, his tense complexion relaxed a lot, and he changed the subject with a smile ...

"If I remember correctly, Lord Speaker is a loyal audience of the" Dorrell Roundabout Rally "? I promise that this competition will be more exciting than the previous one."

"Oh? Barrenner has developed a new model? I think that last year your 'Bath One' has reached a new peak in driving force and energy balance, and is still using four in other colleges. When you replaced the magic crystal strategy, you have already been able to do it three times. This is an amazing achievement! "

Speaking of the "Durrell Roundabout Rally," Jeremy became interested. Rotika naturally did her homework on this, and proudly began to talk about the various strategies of this game ...

The guests and guests were happy. After the meal, Jeremy took the auction list and left with satisfaction, and Rotica stepped back into the carriage with a smile.

Lasiman's "cobalt-gold mines" are basically monopolized by Barrenner. All "floating" projects are basically controlled by the college, and the remaining mines with extremely low output are also well-informed. Eight kilograms of "cobalt" The "gold mine" appeared silently at the Nogforge auction, which really made the school a chorus of wind. But with today's Jeremy, he basically ruled out Houdini's suspicion.

If it's not Houdini, all the rest are negotiable.

"Who on earth is it…"

Thinking of these things in his heart, after returning to the academy, he saw that Deputy Dean Blas was on the training ground, and excitedly shouted at more than 20 mages in front of him.

"What is this for?"

The Brass Magister is the teacher with the highest level of "combat training" in the department and the training instructor for the contestants of the "Twilight Autumn Crown" conference. On weekdays he is always a good-natured man, and Rotika has rarely seen him angry. So at this moment, seeing him exploding, Rotica couldn't help but be a little curious and came over.

"Are you waste? Ah? Even if your head is hot, you can't send it so stupidly!"

"What you see is an ordinary fireball, but haven't you thought about why people can smash you crying father with a fireball alone?"

"The first few excuses are ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ you! You! You! Tell me what you thought then !?"

The Blass Magister nearly poked his fingers into the heads of these mages. Mr. Rotica looked carefully, and it was a little strange: the young mages he had sprayed were Ballena. The "stars" in the college, or the "genius boys" who have a bright future in the future.

Normally, you can't take care of it in the college. Why are you scolded so hard today?

"Cough, Master Blass, calm down. Anything we can say calmly ..."

Rotika knows that these "Pride of the Heavens" are all proud and arrogant. If you are scolded like this, it is easy to have rebellious psychology. So I went forward and found that Blass turned him back. Giving face, eased down the steps, and waved the mages in front of them:

"Go back and reflect on it. Everyone writes a report for me! As far as you are, you do n’t know how to die when you are on the battlefield!"

The mages who stopped the wolf howling, Rotika curiously said, "What happened? I remember that you never get angry on weekdays."