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Chapter 163: Defining Holy Light·Rebirth(2/2)

The staple food of Hope Oasis is green dates, so the demand for mirrors is not high. Now that the staple food of Dragon Lake is rice, mirrors have become a necessity.

"What should I do if there is no mirror?" Lisa found Ange and Negris distressed and said with a sad face: "Let's just let everyone eat raw rice."

Nigris was a little disapproving: "No mirror? Just burn a little. I remember that there is a quartz mine in the Dark Side City, and there is also associated quartz in the magic crystal mine in the oasis. Bring some."

"Ah? Burning?"

A batch of quartz was transmitted through the teleportation array, and a sandstone cellar was 'grown' by Anger under the guidance of Negris.

Throw in the quartz, ignite the fire, and then infuse the fire element with all your strength.

"Your magic level is too low. If you were a great magician, you could melt glass with your bare hands. Now you can only use the cellar to help. If you can't make a mirror and there is no reflective layer of material, you can just make a convex lens, which can still focus the light.

"Nigris rambled on, causing Ange to spin around.

"Put the fine sand on top, then turn it and grind it coarsely, then use moose skin, powder paste, and grind it finely. Hey, Ange, it's such a waste of your control to do this."

Not long after, dozens of lenses as big as washbasins were ground out, set up one by one, adjusted in position, and focused on sunlight. After a while, the pot at the focus was boiling.

Lisa and others were stunned by the series of tricks. It was not until the lens was formed that Lisa said in shock: "I finally know why you are called the God of Common Sense, sir."

Nigris dropped to the ground and roared: "What god of common sense, knowledge, knowledge, god of knowledge!!!"

Just when everyone was noisy, Anthony's anxious voice suddenly reached Ange's soul:

"Sir, may I ask, do you have any food? Can you sell me some? An insect plague broke out in the Principality of Montenegro, and the refugees have no food and clothing. It is too late for me to transport food there. Sir, please sell me a batch of food and send it to me.
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