Rebuking Winds and Clouds Chapter 2: Learning art

Energetic even began to feel that this inexplicable virtual game is actually not useless.

　　 It is just these nearly 100 kinds of life skills, each of which has its own characteristics. It is hard to make a decision for a while.

　　 At this time, the voice of the system elf came again from the bottom of my heart.

　　 "And my suggestion is to first conduct smelting and forging."

　　 "Why?"

　　 "According to the system scan, you have great development potential in power and endurance, and forging and smelting are just the best ways to improve these two attribute in the early game. Through them, you can use them in a short time Increase these two attribute to more than 40, by that time, you should be able to play normal games."

　　 "Wait... do you mean, I can't play the game right now?" Listening actively, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

　　 "Yes, according to the system scan, your physical strength is far below the normal level, and you must exercise to be suitable for normal games."

　　 "Body strength is far below the normal level..." This sentence sounds awkward, and after reading it several times with vigour, I suddenly realized that this is not the meaning of disability?

　　 motivation is really arrogant and funny. Although he was born with mental strength incomplete, he is not suitable to be a Magician, but he still successfully entered the Auckland college Department of Fighters with his fighting talents. After only one month of school, he got a freshman instructor Rodriguez's affirmation is called a promising new student.

　　 I can’t think of any virtual game that would be called crippled...

　　 "I don't know if the Rodriguez instructor will be judged to be crippled..." As he said, he reached out and pushed open the door of Blacksmith Shop.

　　 Blacksmith Shop is a bit deserted, not as energetic as you might imagine. The scene of the sparks four-splashing fire is raging. The old Blacksmith is leaning against the anvil and smoking a pipe, and occasionally a cough or two burst out. It was like a bellow in Blacksmith Shop with a trace of crackling, and he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when he heard the energy.

　　 Until the door of Blacksmith Shop was pushed open, the old man opened his turbid eyes: "If the furnace is not opened today, I will hit something again tomorrow."

　　 entered the door and touched a nail, changed his previous motivation, and probably turned around and walked away.

　　 also suffered from a crime of appearance. Since this incident, there has been no enthusiasm for other growth, but his face is much thicker. The old Blacksmith ignored it. He still has a smile on his face: "I didn’t fight. I’m here to learn smithing from you."

　　 "Oh?" I thought I would be rejected in one bit, but I didn't expect the old Blacksmith to hear this, but his muddled eyes suddenly lighted up, and the smoke didn't smoke anymore. He stared straight at it for a long time. I just shook my head regretfully: "I don't think there are still young people willing to come to learn smithing, but it's a pity, young man, your health is too poor, not very suitable for smithing, and the old man I have been a Blacksmith for a lifetime, knowing that Blacksmith has How hard it is, depending on your physical condition, you may not be able to persevere for a day, so go ahead and learn other crafts..."

　　 "Body is too bad?" Just now the system elf said that his body strength was far below the normal level, he was still a little disapproved, but now even the old Blacksmith said so, the motivation is a little guilty, but he still He answered quickly: "As long as you are willing to teach me, I can eat anything!"

　　 "Yeah, since you can eat anything..." The old Blacksmith closed his turbid eyes again, leaning against the anvil to smoke, and the smoke was swirling around, and there was silk from the pipe from time to time. I don’t know how long it took before the old Blacksmith opened his eyes and pointed a pipe hammer at the corner of the wall with a pipe: "Then you bring me that hammer first."

　　 "Yes!"

　　 walked to the corner of the wall and tried to pick up the hammer that stood on the ground and stood half a person tall.

　　Who knows that the weight of the hammer is far beyond his expectation, with the strength of the vigorous third-level fighters, two or three hundred pounds of things are not a word, but now the energy is exhausted all over the body The strength can only barely lift the hammer handle, so as to pick up the hammer as a whole, it is simply an impossible task.

　　 Energetic estimate, the weight of this hammer is at least a thousand pounds.

　　 An Blacksmith with a jack hammer smithing, what is this concept?

　　 But the energetic character is also stubborn, as if he knew he was born with mental strength incomplete, but never stopped meditation, he always believed that one day he could feel the existence of Magic Element.

He can’t pick up the heavy hammer, but it doesn’t mean he will give up.

　　 I saw him clenching his teeth tightly, his forehead rose so blue, and with a binge, the hands holding the hammer handle slammed hard, and only a burst of harsh sound came from the heavy hammer. , Actually dragged him a few inches.

Can't mention it, can't it be delayed? Although the distance of a few inches is insignificant, it is enough for motivation~IndoMTL.com~The pipe of the mouth of the old Blacksmith is still ringing with "bā da bā da", but in the muddy eyes, there is a trace of imperceptible praise. .

　　 only took a few steps to reach the corner, but dragged the heavy hammer back, but it took a full two hours of energy.

　　The weight of a thousand pounds hammer is different from the weight of two or three hundred pounds. In the two hours of experience, I have a deep understanding of motivation.

　　Wait until the last step is taken, the whole person is exhausted, the feeling is like when I first entered the Auckland college, the Rodriguez instructor let himself run around the college in the 50 circle, and the last trace of strength in the body seemed to be Being vacated, I saw a multicolored light flashing in front of me, I could not hear anything in my ears, I could only hear a "buzzing" sound...

　　 sat on the ground, straightened his legs with impotence, gasping for breath. Blacksmith in the city of Auckland didn’t seem to have anyone playing such a hammer smithing, I don’t know if the city is too small, or There is no such thing as a Blacksmith in this world.

　　 didn't know how long it took before the old Blacksmith slowly put down the pipe in his hand.

　　 "From today, you are my old Bolay apprentice." After saying this, the old Blacksmith bent down and picked up the hammer with a heavy weight of two pounds. The hammer that was dragged from the corner in the hour was so handy in the hands of the old Blacksmith. His wrists were shaking, as if he had a feather duster in his hand, not a hammer that could smash people into meat sauce with a hammer. .

　　 saw that he picked up a piece of pig iron from the anvil and threw it into the furnace: "Let the fire."

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