"Blacksmith?"

In response to Ning Chen's question, Mo Fei repeated: "Yes, striking iron is a necessary skill for machine fighters, what's wrong?" ”

"Oh, it's okay, I'll just ask", hearing this answer, Ning Chen suddenly felt that the magical mechanism fighter didn't seem to be so magical.

Watching Mo Fei take out one thing after another from the wooden box, Ning Chen subconsciously said, "Fei, are you ready to start striking iron?" ”

Mo Fei didn't answer and asked, "What's wrong?" Will you too? ”

Ning Chen thought to himself that I would only smash the basket "bang, bang, bang" to hit the iron, this kind of sledgehammer, hammer will not, so he shook his head and said: "I won't, I'm just a little curious."

In this regard, Mo Fei grinned and said, "I don't think you are a martial artist, so let's do it, why don't you help me pull the bellows?" ”

"Okay!"

In this way, Ning Chen watched Mo Fei first take out a piece of streamer dark iron, apply a liquid like grease to it, put it on the stone platform, and use a half-human-high hammer to constantly "bell, bell, bell".

knocked nearly a hundred times, then threw the streamer dark iron into the furnace that had already ignited a raging fire on the side, and urged Ning Chen to keep pulling the bellows to ensure that the flames could not come down.

After doing this, Mo Fei picked up another piece of Streamer Darkiron and continued the operation.

After Mo Fei had finished beating all the Streamer Iron, he used the iron tongs to take out the first piece of Streamer Dark Iron from the furnace, placed it on the stone platform and continued to beat it, and beat it nearly a hundred times before inserting the Streamer Dark Iron that had been somewhat flattened into the pool next to him to cool down.

After throwing it in the pool, Mo Fei went to fetch the second piece of Streamer Dark Iron in the furnace.

Seeing this scene, Ning Chen couldn't help asking, "Fei, how many times do you want to hammer this?" ”

Hearing this, Mo Fei wiped the sweat on his face and said: "The flowing iron is tempered with ordinary flames, and it needs to go through six waters and six fires before it can be formed."

"Six waters, six fires? Meaning six times? Does that mean you have to smash each of these pieces 600 times? ”

Mo Fei nodded, grinning and said, "No way, there is no better flame, if it is a spirit flame, three times is enough."

After listening, Ning Chen counted and said, "Then when will these eight pieces of streamer Xuaniron be beaten, and it is estimated that they will finish eating when they are finished, right?" ”

Ning Chen just said it casually, but by the time the eight pieces of streamer black iron were beaten into thin iron plates like tissue paper, it was really dark outside.

Listening to the rumbling of his stomach and starting to scream, Ning Chen was about to go to dinner first, when the door of the house was gently knocked, Mo Fei shook his sour arm, and said to Ning Chen while opening the door: "The one who brought dinner is here."

Do you still care?

Ning Chen was a little surprised, and after a while, Mo Fei walked in with two dinners with meat, vegetarian and soup.

After pulling the bellows for an afternoon, Ning Chen's stomach was already hungry, and now he smelled the smell of fragrant food, swallowed his saliva and said, "It's so fragrant."

In this regard, Mo Fei smiled and handed a meal to Ning Chen and said, "Ning Chen, if you are tired, go back and rest first, I will come back to you after cutting the nail piece."

"Oh, by the way, for the convenience of customers, not only does it serve three meals a day, but it also provides accommodation, you can ask the waiters when they are ready, and they will take you to the place where you are staying."

As soon as he heard that Mo Fei actually had to work overtime, Ning Chen naturally wouldn't go back first, so he said: "I have nothing else to do when I go back, even if I can't help you here, it's okay, what's the matter, are you afraid that I will steal your craft?" ”

"Why, since you like to watch, then stay, I'm afraid you'll be bored."

After the two of them had a hasty dinner, they began to work again, but after tempering the streamer Xuaniron, Mo Fei stopped beating and knocking, but took out a large pile of paper out of nowhere.

Ning Chen roughly estimated that there were at least hundreds of them, each of which was about the same size as A3 paper, and under curiosity, Ning Chen stepped forward and took a look.

At a glance, Ning Chen was a little shocked, on the first piece of paper, there was a mechanical arm drawn, but only to the elbow joint, and the sides of the arm were densely marked with dimensions and remarks.

It's actually a drawing.

Taking advantage of Mo Fei's research on the drawings of this arm of the machine, Ning Chen flipped through the stacks below, all of which were drawings of various parts of the human body, including shoulder armor, breastplate, leg armor, and waist armor, all of which were marked in great detail.

Ning Chen was shocked to see these drawings, and he believed that even those mechanical college students on the earth could not draw such detailed and precise drawings.

At the moment, Ning Chen couldn't help but be curious: "Fei, these are all painted by you?" Can you draw? ”

Mo Fei nodded, and said as it should be, "Yes, drawing is a necessary skill for a machine fighter."

Compared with striking iron, this is a technical job, Ning Chen thinks that if this is left on the earth, with Mo Fei's level of drawing, he can still be a mechanical engineer.

After reading the drawing, Mo Fei raised his head and said, "Ning Chen, I'm actually very curious, have you ever gone to school?" ”

Above...... Learn?

Mo Fei's question made Ning Chen a little unsure of what to do, thinking that I had been there, but I studied mathematics, physics and chemistry, not martial arts and demons.

Seeing that Ning Chen seemed to be hesitant, Mo Fei continued: "It stands to reason that you are such a great master, you should know more than me, but now I see that you are a rookie in other aspects except for your strength, and you feel like you don't understand anything."

"It's really confusing."

After listening to Mo Fei's words, Ning Chen was powerless to refute it, because Mo Fei's was all the truth, and he couldn't explain that his strength close to the peak of silver was actually obtained not long ago.

can't explain it, so you can only fool the past, so Ning Chen patted Mo Fei's shoulder and said: "Don't be distracted, build your thunder armor well, what is on your mind at this time."

"I haven't gone to school, but going to school and strength are two different things, just like the Wu Dalang and Li Bei'er we met before, Wu Dalang's guy is short and ugly, but didn't he still find a girlfriend like Li Bei'er?"

"The principle is the same, being ugly and finding a beautiful girlfriend are two different things."

"Fly, aren't you?"

Mo Fei was stunned by Ning Chen's words, and it seemed to make some sense, so he nodded and stopped continuing, but devoted himself to studying his Thunder Pattern Armor.

As he continued to build, Ning Chen found that Mo Fei could not only strike iron and draw, but at least he could carve, tailor, and color matching, which was simply anything.

After all, a fighter is still a magical profession, Ning Chen finally sighed.

Since Mo Fei was like eating Xuanmai, he couldn't stop at all as soon as he studied the trick, so Ning Chen could only stay up late with him.

Yawning, with sleepy eyes, Ning Chen watched as Mo Fei cut the entire piece of streamer black iron into thumb-shaped pieces.

Then some of the blue grass was squeezed into juice, smeared on the pieces of streamer iron, and finally the lightning wood was cut into pieces, all of which were burned into charcoal, and used to make a pen to draw the same symbols on the pieces of streamer iron.

The symbol was crooked, looking like tadpoles, and Ning Chen knew after asking that this symbol was the meaning of "thunder".

One more skill: Draw Talismans.

After all of them were finished, Mo Fei began to assemble the pieces of Streamer Darkiron, and the assembly action was very detailed, and Mo Fei concentrated and devoted himself to it

In the middle of the moon, there is silence.

There was silence all around, and there was only the sound of the impact of the thin armor, Mo Fei didn't say anything, Ning Chen was a little bored when he looked like this, and he felt a little sleepy, and he fell asleep lying there unconsciously when he looked at it.