Village Building Order Frenzy Chapter 17: Fantastic carpenter

"Whoa!"

In the violent sound of breaking through the air, 19 wooden spears were thrown at the same time. It only took 0.5 seconds to fly over a distance of more than 100 meters. In the end, they landed on the ground in a mess, and none of them hit the target made of grass figurines. Even the wooden spear closest to the target deviates by more than two meters, and the farthest is already more than ten meters away.

"Good, very good, keep training!"

Wu Yuan encouraged loudly, and behind the nineteen soldiers, there were thousands of sharpened wooden spears.

This is the second day.

Nothing happened yesterday except for a few little monsters who couldn't open their eyes. The construction of the village continued. Zhang Yang and the nineteen soldiers were like carpenters, each cutting more than fifty wooden spears.

Not to mention, Wu Yuan's method of playing cards out of the way is really good.

At least now each of those soldiers can easily cut a good wooden spear.

Until today, Wu Yuan has arranged the twelve elite sword and shield soldiers and seven elite spearmen to throw wooden spears, but this does not include Zhang Yang.

Wu Yuan's remarks in this regard are, "Mr. Village Chief, they need to start throwing training immediately because they don't know when they are going to fight the enemy to the death on the battlefield, and at that time, all of them may From the start of the battle until they died, they only had time to throw a round of wooden spears, so I am now training them to throw synchronously, using dense wooden spears to kill the enemy as much as possible."

"But the village chief is different from you, we will swear to protect your safety, and your role on the battlefield is not to throw a few wooden spears, I understand your thoughts, but please be sure to understand that if If you want better throwing skills, there's nothing better than cutting a wooden spear yourself."

"Because, throwing at the enemy with the eyes is at best third-rate, throwing at the enemy with the touch is at best second-rate, and throwing at the enemy with the heart is first-rate."

Wu Yuan's words were a bit mysterious, but Zhang Yang decided to do as he said.

In this way, he has completely transformed into a carpenter, cutting bundles of log sticks into wooden spears continuously, from day to night, cutting non-stop, whether he can sense the wooden spear with his heart, he doesn't know, but Zhang Yang I think he has mastered the knife skills quickly.

That's right, in his simple attribute, there is an extra one.

Primary swordsmanship: 15 (proficiency)

"Well, I kind of know what the most mysterious profession in the world is. It's not a magician, but a carpenter."

Zhang Yang laughs loudly. This kind of situation of deliberately planting flowers and willows is really pleasant.

"Calculate the time, so far, more than 40 hours have passed, and there are still more than 60 hours of the village construction process will officially end, but I always feel that the deer demon will appear before that, and give me a big surprise."

Looking at the dark night, Zhang Yang's arms were only slightly numb and tired, and then he sat down and continued to cut the wooden spear.

Thanks to his current physical strength, even if he was busy all day, he didn't feel too tired, but in this constant cutting process, his soul would feel extra relaxed - well, say To be honest, with a soul of B-strength, Zhang Yang is extremely relaxed no matter what he does now, because he will not get tired at all, just like playing games for three days and three nights in a row, his mind is still clear.

But he couldn't tell Wu Yuan, after all, as the village chief, he didn't lose face?

So he secretly changed the method. He tried to release the confinement spell on the wooden spear. The wooden spear was not a living thing, and of course it would not be imprisoned. But when the confinement spell failed, Zhang Yang clearly noticed that, For a moment, the wooden spear seemed to come alive.

"So, because I failed to release the confinement spell, it turned into a spiritual shock, and evolution occurred on this wooden spear? No, it should be my spiritual power remaining on it, and then captured by me, so there will be life. The illusion of coming here.”

Zhang Yang quickly analyzed in his heart, and then a bold idea also appeared in his mind.

That is, can he attach the confinement spell to the wooden spear, which is enchantment in game terms.

This bold idea quickly ignited the momentum of the publicity, and he began to cast the Imprisonment spell on the wooden spear over and over again, but the results were terrible.

A wooden spear that has been cut can only withstand the mental shock of three failed confinement spells, and then it slams and turns into powder.

This kind of failure made Zhang Yang almost give up until he asked Wu Yuan for a wooden spear he cut himself.

This seemingly indistinguishable wooden spear has endured twelve consecutive imprisoning spells without breaking, until Zhang Yang released another imprisoning spell, and a miracle finally happened.

The wooden spear seemed to have undergone a qualitative change and really came alive, but I couldn't explain it specifically.

But Zhang Yang doesn't need to understand, because several pieces of information have already been mapped out in his eyes.

"You have acquired a primary artifact, the Spear of Imprisonment (check attributes)."

"The Spear of Imprisonment, gray quality, durable 1/1, after hitting the target, the target will be imprisoned for 1~3 seconds."

——

"Wow ha ha ha! I succeeded!"

Zhang Yang danced and danced, he really succeeded, he actually made a primary magic weapon, I am a sun, moon and stars, it seems that he has the potential to become not only a magician, but also a cultivator. potential.

Uh, wait, it's already dawn?

After the ecstasy, Zhang Yang was stunned to find that he had been tossing around for a night without knowing it, and the soldiers not far away were looking at him in extreme astonishment.

"Mr. Village Chief, have you learned how to throw a wooden spear with your heart?"

Wu Yuan, the captain of the spearmen, asked in surprise at this time, and at the same time, he was puzzled. It shouldn't be. To achieve this step, how could it be possible without more than ten years of training.

"What are you talking about? Don't you care? Listen, I successfully enchanted a wooden spear. From now on, it is an enchanted equipment. Wrong, a magic weapon for immortal cultivation, understand? I am an immortal cultivator!"

Zhang Yang shouted with saliva splashing all over the place, he didn't care about his image, he looked like crazy, because he was so happy, no one understood the meaning of such a primary magic weapon better than him, it was like he was blinded to death Like a rat, a mysterious door was opened, and at the same time, there was no need to worry about the attack of the deer demon.

Seeing that Wu Yuan was still puzzled, Zhang Yang laughed strangely and said maliciously:

"So, Wu Yuan, would you like to come and feel the awe that my wooden spear brings to you?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yang pointed the wooden spear at Wu Yuan, and he was so frightened that he stepped back a few steps, because Wu Yuan really felt the danger, although it was not fatal.

"This—that's okay too?"

Wu Yuan is very surprised. The 'awe' he made Zhang Yang feel the day before yesterday was because of his own super strength and super murderous aura condensed on the wooden spear, which scared Zhang Yang to the bottom of the shit~IndoMTL.com~ But Now, Wu Yuan is very clear that Zhang Yang's throwing skills are almost zero, but that kind of 'awe-inspiring' power comes from the wooden spear itself, no, no, it's not that simple, it's the power inside the wooden spear A certain balance has been formed with the village chief, and it is this balance that makes him feel the source of danger.

Even Wu Yuan felt that the wooden spear could fly like a bird at any time in Zhang Yang's hands.

This is completely different from the wooden spear throwing skills he taught before.

"Sure enough, is this the legend that the Tao is different?"

Wu Yuan mumbled to himself and decided that he would never teach the village chief's throwing skills again.

"Come on, Wu Yuan, I'll give you this imprisoning wooden spear. The imprisoning spell attached to it can only be used once, but coupled with your elusive throwing ability, it will definitely surprise our enemies, um , by the way, as long as the enemy is hit by this imprisoned wooden spear, he will be imprisoned for one to three seconds."

"Also, you pick out a few soldiers with the best throwing ability. I will equip them all with imprisoned wooden spears. It's a pity, it would be great if I mastered the explosion spell."

"By the way, from now on, you have to cut wooden spears for me. If you want the best quality, cut one hundred or eighty for me first."

"I have to go to sleep first, and call me if I have something to do."

Zhang Yang finished speaking in one breath, and then left in a hurry, leaving only the messy Wu Yuan.

"Alas, the village chief, I mean—"

Wu Yuan sighed. He wanted to say that, according to his own intuition, the power of this magic weapon in his hands may not be greater than in Zhang Yang's hands. After all, it is no longer a conventional weapon.