In this area covered with winter snow, all the scenery is unrecognizable, except for a faint complex of strange buildings made of black stone - the dark buildings are all made of smooth black stones, and as for the architectural function, only the towers that reach into the sky can be identified, and the rest of the buildings are only half exposed in the snow and cannot be distinguished, or it is completely impossible to see what purpose the buildings are. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

They stand desolate and steady in this world, only to feel the cold wind, full of lonely taste.

There was only a silence like death.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

"Knock knock!"

"Dang!"

Qiu Xin really regretted that he had brought mochi to the gathering place of the dwarves in the Cold Mountain so unprincipledly.

It was a foundry room, with bubbling hot molten slurry still boiling on the tall iron furnace, and two dwarves, one tall and one short, stood in front of the casting table full of tools, both of whom had black smoke on their faces, and were a little embarrassed.

And the perpetrator of all this is none other than a mochi who has no experience in casting - this is not an ordinary reading strip, but a wooden figure that has already been made, because without this skill, everything can only be done by hand.

Qiu Xin lived up to the fact that mochi sometimes had a quick mind, but it was limited to some special fields, and machines were obviously not in this field.

At this point, the mochi is like forking a potato ball, full of clumsiness.

"Didn't I tell you that this iron paste can't be mixed with redstone dust?" Qiu Xin did not feel a headache.

After observing, Qiu Xinwei found that the life skills in FC are indeed creative and have great possibilities, but there is one place in this system that is always variable.

For example, special life skills such as magic mechanical engineering cannot be comprehended by the player on their own, and the kind of person who is prompted to obtain the anti-heaven skill because he hears a dinging sound after making a random trick may not exist.

It is also because of this that Qiu Xin has to endure the repeated mistakes of the mochi - only the mochi has this life skill and can process the wooden man, and Qiu Xin is not able to process the wooden man.

That's what happens to the processing.

[You have encountered a power that you can't control, and it is about to be detonated]

A pleasant sound sounded, and the wooden man blew himself up in humiliation three seconds later.

"Go on, go on, go on." Seeing that Mochi lacked common sense again, Qiu Xinzhu was already a little numb.

Mochi blinked, and the next second the thing in front of him really exploded - coughed a few times, and there was another layer of black ash on Mochi's little nose, and then look at Qiu Xinhuo walking out a little disheartened, obviously not planning to pay attention to her.

"I want to ...... quietly," Qiu Xin only left one sentence before leaving—he didn't want to explain too much about this stalk.

There are a lot of things that Mochi is not good at, so it can't be said that she is stupid in this regard - she seems stupid in many ways, not to mention that she has no experience in casting in the first place.

But the saddest thing is actually that Qiu Xin lives up to his character, which is really not suitable for teaching others.

There are two kinds of people who are worth complaining about, one is that they think that others will know nothing, and the other is that they think others can do anything...... Qiu Xin is largely this kind of person, so whether it's for business issues or for reasons of this character, this guy has never really taught others to cast.

In Qiu Xinhuo's opinion, mochi should be able to be cast, at least some "common sense" - the devil knows how many casting experiences it takes to comprehend these experiences.

Bai Danzi, who felt a little headache, glanced at the few materials left after another fryer, sighed softly, and searched for materials in the casting room.

As for what exactly she wanted, she didn't know at all.

"Huh?" Mochi approached the corner of a pile of material, found something, raised an eyebrow.

She found a dwarf lying next to a pile of materials - if it weren't for the mochi's approach, he wouldn't have been spotted for a while.

He looked like an ordinary dwarf, with piles of wine bottles around him, and his beard was covered with cobwebs, as if he were dead—the sharp-eyed mochi could tell that he still had a steady, shallow breath.

"Hello?" Mochi thought for a moment and touched the dwarf.

The dwarf who thought he had fallen into a deep sleep suddenly woke up, and the dwarf who bounced up violently shouted something that the mochi didn't understand, and pulled a wine bottle from his side, and quickly pointed at the mochi, and the action was done in one go.

"Jona? Oh no, no. Are you an adventurer?! The dwarf finally said something that Mochi understood, and in his somewhat confused voice, there was a lot of emotion in one sentence.

Mochi suddenly felt something interesting, so he stopped what he had been doing, ran to the dwarf, and tilted his head.

"Yes," said Mochi, smiling at him, "who are you, and how are you here?" ”

"This is where I cast! Why can't I be here?! The dwarf's temper was worse than that of Qiu Xin, and when he heard Mochi's words, he immediately blew his beard and glared, "I'm the famous Brooke!" ”

Mochi couldn't help but be surprised, and when she first arrived, she was amazed by the building—she didn't expect the forger to be in front of her.

Seeing this, the mochi suddenly opened his mind, maybe this dwarf was still from Stahl's time.

"Brooke? How did you end up in the winter capital? At that moment, a familiar female voice rang out, and Starr appeared in mid-air, looking down at Brooke, "Are you really Brooke, Legendary Blacksmith Brooke?" ”

Really......

Brooke's eyes immediately widened when he heard the voice, and he looked at Starr blankly, and was silent for a long time before speaking, and his voice was still a little trance: "Are you ...... His Highness Starr?! How did you end up like this?! ”

Starr's eyes became a little complicated, staring at Brooke: "It's me, why can I only feel that you are here?" What about the other Cold Mountain Dwarves? I remember this wasn't your home, right? Why did you come to this Frost Plateau? ”

Mochi stared blankly at the confrontational gaze on both sides—Starr seemed to have poked Brooke in the sore spot, and the latter just looked at her and didn't reply.

"Then why are you here? The princess of the dead country. Brooke's eyes were only gray, and after saying this, the originally menacing Sstahl suddenly stopped, and looked away from the speechless Stell, he looked at the mochi, "Dwarf, why are you here?" ”

Stal was actually quite decrepit, and finally saw the light of day again, but every acquaintance she saw looked like she was going to die, and she often couldn't speak.

What is the matter, Princess Mary Sue is very sad.

"Huh? I want to upgrade the Magic Mechanical Engineering! Mochi was still reminiscing about the conversation between the two, and almost jumped up at this question, and thought for a while before responding.

"Magical mechanical engineering? Are you Mochahel's apprentice? Will he take a dwarf as an apprentice? Brooke muttered to himself, his thick arms trying to move for a moment before he put down the bottle he was clutching tightly and sat back down in a pile of bottles, not seeming to believe Mochi's words.

"I'm not his apprentice." Mochi thought for a moment and told Brooke about his acquisition of the Magic Mechanical Engineering.

"I see," Brooke said, waving his hand and looking up at her, "If it's the Land of Trials, the goods there should be useless to Mochahel." ”

Brooke's speech is really annoying, and Qiu Xin lives up to those buried words.

Mochi blinked.

"Speaking of which, why did you come to the trial land of the summoned beast clan? What about Catherine? I remember she wasn't very fond of adventurers. Probably because of Stahl's presence, Brooke became a little nostalgic and couldn't help asking.

Mochi tilted his head: "She's dead."

Brooke's movement to find a comfortable position to move suddenly stopped, and a trace of confusion flashed in his cloudy eyes: "She's dead?" How did he die? What about Mochahel? I remember that he had already sworn not to leave that village for a single step. ”

Seeing this, Mochi told him about what had happened to the village, and as she spoke, she suddenly felt a little Conan's constitution - where to go and where to die.

"Mr. Mochahel...... At the end of the Waenger, Mochi added, and then Brooke dropped the bottle in his hand in shock.

"Waenger......" Starr was surprised when he heard the name, and couldn't help but say, "Isn't this your hometown?" ”

Distant mountain tops, lost homes.

Mochi suddenly remembered the ballad sung by the bard in the tavern.

"What's going on? Huh? How did this NPC wake up? Suddenly, Qiu Xin's voice came from the door, and he didn't react at once now, looking at the situation inside in a daze.

Brooke's eyes were red, Mochi was a little dazed, and Star, who was floating in the air, had an ugly face.

Why do you think it's some kind of eight-o'clock picture?

"Ah...... I don't really understand. "It seems that Mr. Mochahel is imprisoned in the hometown of the dwarves of the Cold Mountains." ”

"The hometown of the dwarves of the Cold Mountain still exists?!" Since he was not very familiar with Mocha Hel, and felt that another piece of information was more important, Qiu Xin unconsciously focused on his hometown - although he told Mochi that this place was a gathering place for the Cold Mountain Dwarves, in fact, there was only one Cold Mountain Dwarf NPC in this place.

"Hmph, of course it is! Without...... No, I'm going back, I'm going back...... No, no, no......" Brooke's mood changed quickly, first screaming to return to his hometown, then fearing something, refusing.

"Let's be clear, in the end it's back or back!" Qiu Xin lived up to his impatience and slapped the table.

"Yes, of course!" Brooke was confused and yelled without thinking, and then both Mochi and Autumn Heart heard the quest prompt.

[Congratulations on accepting the quest "Return to Waeng"]

Is that all right?! Mochi turned his head and looked at Qiu Xin's eyes with a little admiration - although this method of setting up NPCs is quite popular, there are still quite few people who use it, everyone understands it, and it is easy to get rid of.

Brooke quickly reacted to Qiuxin's routine and blushed, but he didn't regret it - these NPCs are quite face-saving.

"Okay." After struggling for a long time, Brooke finally sighed, "But before that......"

"But the magic mechanical engineering isn't done yet!" Mochi looked confused, and it didn't matter what he did, but Qiu Xin couldn't do it, and shouted out suddenly, although he was quite interested in the hometown of the so-called cold mountain dwarves, but the business at this time should be magic mechanical engineering.

"That's easy," Brooke straightened his cobweb-strewn beard, pulled a book out of his backpack, and tossed it to Mochi, "Mochahel used to discuss this with me, and I thought it was interesting—but I should be warned, this is not something that ordinary people can do. ”

"I don't think it's a good habit to give up halfway!" However, this obviously did not live up to Qiu Xin's expectations, and in summary, he and White Lantern both have a common trait, they like to flirt with NPCs, "We are here to improve Mr. Mochahel's wooden figures!" Putting down his work and doing something else is not what a proper blacksmith does! ”

Brooke's face was ugly, and if he was someone else, he finally made up his mind to do something, but he was obstructed by someone in every way, the point is whether he made up his mind to do it or because he was tricked by this person, which feels uncomplicated and fake.

"Hmph, as a cold mountain dwarf, I don't even know how to reinforce the casting technology, shame!" Brooke snorted heavily.

"I didn't study magical mechanical engineering." Qiu Xin twitched the corners of his mouth, if he could process it, would it be so troublesome?!

"Why do you want to learn magic machines? You can't do it in the form of a wooden man?! Qiu Xin was angry, and Brooke was even more angry, in his opinion, this was a trivial matter - what the player's thinking was, he didn't understand!

Qiu Xin lived up to this blockage, and suddenly understood, patted his head and ran to the casting table, picked up the tools and knocked things down.

I've been thinking about how to transform the wooden man's autumn heart, and finally understand what's wrong, what if you make one yourself?

"And you too!" Brooke crossed his waist and said towards the mochi, the dwarf in leather armor looked like he was almost dragged to the sky at this time, where was there still the dazed look just now, "Who taught you to make this kind of quick product!" ”

Mochi was stunned for a moment, and stood there somewhat innocently.

"Pattern! Pattern! Magical machines are those mage machines! Infused with magic and usable machinery! It needs to be engraved with a magic pattern! You just have to do that, and see what kind of garbage carriers you're doing?! "Brooke is really unrelenting.

In the eyes of NPCs, a magic machine is equivalent to a magic-powered machine, although in the eyes of players, it is just a blue-draining game item.

Different perceptions lead to different behaviors, and in the eyes of NPCs, it is a skill that is completed in a step-by-step manner, and it will naturally be disassembled step by step to achieve the best, and the things that players care about will always be reading bars and leveling up - but playing games cares so much about what to do.

Now Qiu Xin really cares about this, and the mochi with a confused face is forced to care.