"What materials are needed to produce alchemical bombs? What is your tribe's daily production capacity? What's the maximum explosive power of your strongest bomb?"
Mohr, the old goblin, was slightly taken aback by Li De's string of questions. Then, a proud expression surfaced on his scarred face.
"Majestic, the materials needed for alchemical bombs aren't complicated. The main ingredient is high-quality magic crystals. The other materials are quite easy to find, but only goblins can fully unleash the power of magic crystals."
"As for production capacity, within the territory of the Graymount Tribe, we can produce 1,000 alchemical bombs per month. If the raw materials are sufficient, we can double that number!"
Li De nodded thoughtfully. "And what about the explosive power of alchemical bombs? I've previously tested one of your bombs and saw it create a crater eight blades wide and three blades deep."
"What level would you classify that kind of bomb?"
Mohr gave Li De a deep look, his expression a mix of pride and gnashing frustration.
He was proud because Li De had undoubtedly learned about alchemical bombs and then taken the huge risk of rescuing them from the beastmen's encirclement. That was an immense honor for goblins.
But he also hated it, if Risel City hadn't leaked the existence of alchemical bombs, they would never have been targeted by such a powerful and mysterious figure.
Those greedy humans really deserved to have an alchemical bomb shoved in their mouths so they could taste the explosion for themselves.
"Majestic, the Graymount Tribe has ancient goblin blood flowing through our veins. We possess a bit of the ancient goblin legacy."
"In ancient times, goblins classified alchemical bombs just like magic spells, from Tier 1 to Tier 5. Above Tier 5 are legendary bombs, just one can easily destroy a city of two hundred thousand."
"And the alchemical bomb you described is only a Tier 1 alchemical bomb, the lowest grade."
Oh?
Li De's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing that. An ancient goblin legacy. Legendary grade alchemical bombs.
This Graymount Tribe really had something going on.
He suddenly felt like he had struck gold.
"Legendary grade, can you make them now?"
The moment Mohr heard that fatal question, all the pride that had just swelled in him instantly deflated. His expression turned sheepish.
"Majestic, legendary grade alchemical bombs require a legendary-level alchemist to create. I'm only an expert-level alchemist. I can barely make Tier 3 alchemical bombs."
Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, Expert, Grandmaster, Legendary, God-tier, this was the ranking for non-combat professions in Glory. Overall, it wasn't much different from the combat profession hierarchy. [A/N: Originally titled "Master," changed now to "Expert."]
After hearing Mohr's words, Li De's face darkened.
Damn it, if you can't make it, why were you bragging so hard?
"So what level of alchemical bombs is the Graymount Tribe currently mass-producing? Tier 3?"
"Uh, Tier 1." Mohr's eyes darted around, and his tone grew even weaker. All that earlier pride was completely gone.
Li De nearly choked on the spot. He shot the old goblin a sharp glare. If you can't make it, don't hype it up and get me all worked up, only to tell me you can't deliver.
Seriously, have you ever seen a fist the size of a sandbag?
"You can't even make Tier 2 bombs??"
Mohr looked even more embarrassed and offered a weak explanation.
"Most of our tribe members are still at the beginner alchemist stage due to a lack of practice materials. While we can make Tier 2 alchemical bombs, they're extremely unstable and could explode at any moment."
Damn it…
Li De looked at the old goblin and felt like he couldn't even be mad anymore. The risk was absurd.
He couldn't imagine carrying an alchemical bomb in his bag and having it explode before he even got a chance to throw it.
"Is the instability risk still present for Tier 1 alchemical bombs?"
Mohr finally let out a breath of relief, and his expression changed again, returning to a proud demeanor.
"Of course not, Majestic. We've been making Tier 1 alchemical bombs in the Graymount Tribe for thousands of years and have rich experience in their production."
"Especially during the years we traded with the Risel family, we've been producing over ten thousand bombs annually. Their performance is very stable, with no risk at all."
"These are mature alchemical bombs."
Li De's face froze. Mature alchemical bombs? Why did that line sound so familiar?
Still, the answer satisfied him. If even Tier 1 alchemical bombs were unstable, he'd seriously start doubting whether his planned air force could ever take shape.
"What's the manufacturing process for alchemical bombs? What materials do you need to begin full-scale production?"
"The core of alchemical bombs is high-energy-density magic crystals. The rest of the materials are quite ordinary. I'll prepare a complete list for you right away."
"And the tools for making them aren't complicated either. A standard blacksmith shop setup is enough to start producing them."
Mohr's burn-scarred face carried the unique pride of a goblin. "As long as you can provide a large quantity of magic crystals, the Graymount Tribe will manufacture as many alchemical bombs as you need."
Li De nodded and didn't waste any time.
"I'll allocate a batch of high-quality magic crystals to you as soon as possible."
"Also, I'll build a dedicated alchemical bomb factory for the goblins on the Moonlight Plains, near the Mage Tower."
"Once the alchemy factory is complete, I will appoint you as its first Factory Director, responsible for all alchemical bomb production in Dawn City."
"I'll have someone from the blacksmith side come over and coordinate with you. The dwarves will forge whatever tools you need."
"The City Hall will handle all your logistical support. As long as it's not too outrageous, any items required for alchemical bomb production will be prioritized for your use."
"In addition, if you have any good ideas or run into any difficulties, you can come to me directly."