"I always think it's not a good idea to let him go." Shuhu said in a muffled voice: "Saruman is still a powerful wizard. He has a wide range of friendships, and it will not be the only fortress of Osankta. When the war has not yet been decided, would he be out of sight? I am a little confused."

Zhao Mai couldn't explain the will of the world to the Chu Ren. With the loss of Osankta and the power of the white-robed wizard had dropped significantly as Saruman's strong orc army lost command. Of course, his spells and knowledge were still there, but he would never reach the previous level again.

"Saruman stayed in the tower and was imprisoned by us. He could still do bad things." Zhao Mai could only explain this way: "Saruman fell to Zoro this time and made a mistake, but can you and I decide that he should die? You know, he has lived in this world for thousands of years, and his merits and demerits will naturally be considered by Vera and Maiya who sent him. I don't want to make this judgment that determines life and death. Moreover, I do have friendship with him, and showing kindness is to prevent him from falling into darkness completely."

"It looks very complicated, but I probably understand it." Shu Hu said: "Just like some trees I am familiar with, they slowly turned into Hun because of their anger, often attacking passing creatures, but I still don't want to give up them. You are noble."

"Haha, it's not that noble either." Zhao Mai rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "I just want Saruman to leave quickly so that I can go to Osankta to see the spoils, and I can't wait!"

The mouse suddenly realized and immediately remembered this one in his heart.

"Mouse, change the demolition project to a reinforcement project. Let the z insects in the tower first explore. There are no traps or dangers." Zhao Mai said: "When you are happy, you should be careful. When you smile, your mouth will be wider and you will be stabbed in, right?"

"Yes, boss! I'm the best at reinforcing buildings, and there are bugs to help! I remember, be careful when laughing!"

A few jumping insects took the lead, while the worker insects spread the soil and slowly penetrated deeper, and the others waited outside safely. Xiaohua didn't want others to hear it, so she approached Zhao Mai and said, "I think it will cause trouble for you to let Saruman go. Since you have made such a decision, you should be more careful when you act in various ways in the future. I have heard a proverb that although a straw is not eye-catching, it can also become the one that will crush the camel."

Zhao Mai rubbed Xiaohua's head and nodded to agree.

Finally, it was proved that Saruman walked very freely and did not leave a special trap for the mechanism. Except for breaking a few cups and bottles while shaking, the entire Osankarta was completely preserved. Saruman was not the kind of king who wanted to enjoy. His desire for knowledge and wisdom was higher than anything else, so the entire Osankarta was basically half a library and half a laboratory. There are thousands of precious historical materials here, many of which are isolated books and are difficult to measure. The laboratory here has countless new magic spells and alchemy formulas. What is even more valuable is the complete research process, all experimental experiences and data.

The result is very important, but the process cannot be underestimated. Zhao Mai saw this information and compared the achievements made by Saruman, he admired his ability from the bottom of his heart. Whether he thought of it or was inspired by time travelers, the white-robed wizard developed an alchemy bomb that could destroy city walls and fortresses.

Zhao Mai himself was able to make substances out of thin air. He had tested the formula on the earth, and the things he created were very powerful. The reaction of this student would still be born, but the degree of reaction was suppressed and it would not have the effect of instant explosion. The bombs created by Saruman were a gray-white granular substance, which was piled up together like dyed rice. Zhao Mai tested its power and now it not only has the ability to destroy matter, but also affects the protection effect of the field.

In other words, as long as the dose reaches a certain level, places like Osankarta that are protected by the power of the domain can also be blown up. And so on, the white walls of Duminas Tialis in Gondor are huge gates that cannot be knocked open. Even the Evil Black Tower and the Doom Volcano are no longer "invincible".

"Saruman should have vaguely touched the edge of the world's will and was already consciously manufacturing weapons in a targeted manner." Zhao Mai solemnly put all the manuscripts together. In his opinion, this was much more important than the finished product beside him.

"Xiaohua, you have to worry about sorting all the information and see which ones are useful. You can ask the tooth blowjob to help you, don't work too hard." Zhao Mai sat down quietly with the notes of "Creating Alchemy Bomb from Nothing to Becoming Alchemy Bombs" and carefully pondered Saruman's ideas.

It doesn't mean much to Zhao Mai just learn one formula. It's not that he doesn't know the formula, but that he can't guarantee that the formula can work in different worlds. It is true that with the help of the insect heart ring to form a field, he can use the environmental rules he is familiar with within a certain range, but this also means putting himself in danger. The weapon with a radius of one kilometer and an explosion radius of two kilometers is completely fighting for his life.

Therefore, through Saruman's research process, learning a solution to a problem is more important than getting the answer directly. He held the thick book, looked at it page by page, without missing every detail, and read it from time to time, showing 100% concentration. Even when Grofindell came to Osankta with a large group of people, the shadow of the Golden Flower Lord suddenly blocked the sunlight, Zhao Mai suddenly raised his head.

"Hey, are you back?" Zhao Mai first smiled and said hello, then looked behind him, wanting to find the reserve grain to criticize. Usually, this dog is with him, and he is alert to him when he is focused. However, the reserve grain and Xiaohua are sorting out Saruman's manuscripts, so he left Zhao Mai alone.

"Myron, I'm back. Not only is I back, but I've also brought a lot of good news. By the way, who is behind me?"

Behind Grofindale was an army of cavalry, and the fully armed knights held the flag with white horse heads, which was undoubtedly Rohan's appearance. The first one was an old man, a man whose skin had begun to be white, his skin was initially loose, but his eyes were bright. He was wearing a dark golden breastplate, holding the reins in one hand and the hilt of the sword in the other, and riding on the horse with a straight back, looking at the surroundings majestic. Judging from the patterns on his armor, this must be King Hieodon of Rohan.

On his left is Aragon, riding on a gray horse's back, smiling at Zhao Mai with his head tilted. Behind him, the elf Legolas and the dwarf Jinli rode on the same horse, and the two of them didn't know what they were arguing. On the right side of Xiyoudon was a white-robed wizard, or Gandalf, who had become a white-robed one.
Chapter completed!