Replaceable Capacitors for Civil Magic Terminals: Can I Auction Myself?

Soul Nether: Underground Forest?! I was able to pick up a tree!

Wu Mingshi: This game is too unfriendly to the handicapped party, and we don't want to shoot arrows at our companions, so we hope to open up the shooting assist function.

South Wind Goes North: Real Dog Planning, you actually forgot about it before, right? You're just playing games, aren't you?

Moon Gazer 2: I have the core. I have a magic cannon. We have most of the parts. Why don't we make Gundam?

Themp Rope Polytechnic: With the freedom of this game, we can do Gundam!

Ho He: I want to be the first number pilot!

Players are as supportive of Sherlock's update as always, but Sherlock is a little confused

What is Gundam?

The beast sat in his office, dealing with the piles of official documents in front of him.

Because of the attack of the Ancient God Legion, which led to the increasing workload of the beast, a male beastman dressed in costume walked in outside the door, and the male beastman put a cup of black tea in front of the beast's table, and said:

"Senior, take a break, you've been working for an hour straight! It's so hard, I've never seen you work for more than thirty minutes since I started working. ”

The beastman said in a rough voice, with great concern.

"No, I'm not tired, I can work for another ten minutes! You go out, now the whole of Winterfell is working hard, how can I, as the head of the office, slack off! ”

The beast said so loudly, and then, in a firm tone, said to the subordinate who cared about him in front of him:

"Get out! Don't bother me with work! ”

The beastman walked out helplessly, and looked back at the beast at work worriedly.

The beast continued to devote himself to the work he loved, picked up the black tea, took a sip, and then collapsed on the table and fell asleep.

The office is open again.

The male in the costume was also an orc, and quietly walked in, and a black shadow enveloped the beast in front of him.

The beastman stretched out his rough palm at the beast

Cover with a blanket.

File archiving.

Pack up stationery.

Set the 27 hours of the devil.

Quietly exited the room and closed the door.

Outside the door came the cheers of the employees:

"Gone! Let's go! Go to the book house to study and relax! ”

"Shhh

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let's go."

The voices of the employees outside faded away, leaving the beast alone on the table, still whispering slightly.

Eternal Kingdom dungeons, blacksmiths.

"Bang!"

Simba, the blacksmith, smashed his hammer on the armor in front of him, smashing the armor into another shape, and the head of a kobold with a green head in front of him shrank in fright.

Every time I send equipment to be reforged, although everyone knows that it is 100% successful, I still inevitably feel very frightened when I watch Simba smash it with a hammer in front of him.

As for the fact that it is not realistic to ask other players who are learning to forge to help with the reforge, not to mention that there is only one blacksmith furnace, and the skills of those apprentices are not at home.

At the edge of the smithy lay a huge trident, the gray magic on which was gone, just a trident.

Although Sherlock asked Simba to try to melt this trident into a weapon that could be sold for money, equip it or something, but there was no need to think about it until the melting pot was built, and the current blacksmith forges in the dungeon of the Eternal Realms could not do this.

Simba was ringing the bell armor when he saw Mufasa coming towards him from a distance, carrying a food box in his hand.

Simba hammered the armor in front of him to a size that a kobold could wear, and then threw the armor to the kobold in front of him, saying:

"Take a lunch break and get off work."

Behind him, the onlookers and the players queuing up at the door, all of them dispersed, and none of them dared to say a word in front of the blacksmith shop.

Mufasa walked to the blacksmith shop, put the food box on the table, and said with emotion:

"It's so good, cousin, the people here are very obedient."

"It's because you're too soft that these guys will bully you." Simba pulled out a metal rod and placed it in the furnace for a moment, then looked at the food box, which contained the concrete:

"I don't have any food today."

"No way, that black dragon cub is too edible, and after a while, someone comes to me and asks me for food to feed the black dragon cub, and the cub is unwilling to eat soil, and is very picky eater."

Mufasa sighed, Simba shoved the metal rod into his mouth, spit out a circle of eyes, and then took another mouthful of concrete, and said with his mouth full of dirt:

"No way, I don't know when I'll be able to eat black dragon meat."

"Huh? Lord Lord doesn't seem to be planning to eat the black dragon cubs to raise," Mufasa looked at Simba with some surprise:

"I've heard that."

"No, according to Lord Sherlock's bad character, he should use the black dragon cub as a reserve food, right?" Simba looked serious.

Mu Fasa was stunned for a moment, probably thinking that this topic was not appropriate, and he followed up and said:

"Ah, I've heard some goblins talking around my carpenter's house, as if they're going to Underground Forest No. 3 recently."

"What? The Third Underground Forest? Simba was stunned for a moment, and then showed a serious expression:

"Satan is above."

"What's wrong?" When Mufasa saw Simba's expression, he suddenly became curious.

"You haven't been to the Underground Forest, have you?" Simba took a puff of the metal rod and said:

"It's a scary place."

"Goo-dong"

Mufasa swallowed his saliva, then took out the black melon seed worms from his pocket, knocked them one by one, and shared some with Simba by the way.

Simba, with a slightly sad memory, said:

"When I was younger, before I learned the art of blacksmithing, I used to be a hard lumberjack, and then in the underground forest, I took a quiet and peaceful land, if I didn't cut down those trees."

Winterfell, the Lord's office.

"Lord Castle Lord, why did you hand over the underground forest of the Third District to the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon to guard it? Although the Legion of the Old Gods has advanced to the vicinity of the forest in the third district, judging from the previous performance of the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon in District 10, they will definitely cut down trees secretly! ”

A young goblin clerk said worriedly to the onion-headed city lord on the side.

"Young man, have you been to the Underground Forest, or have you seen it, have you heard of it?"

Onion, with a look full of wisdom, looked at the young goblin clerk next to him and said.

"No, I haven't been." The clerk looked at the onion's expression, and subconsciously found that things were probably not as simple as he thought.

The onion took a deep breath and said:

"The underground forest is not so simple to cut down, it is all to find, the whole underground world, the most evil, the most depraved people to cut down, every year when we plan to cut down trees, we have to spend a lot of money to hire these dregs of society."

"Is it beating people? Or is it a tree man? ”

The clerk asked, guessingly.

"Of course not! It's something even more terrifying than that! The trees in the underworld have a complete set of self-protection mechanisms. ”

The onion head showed a terrifying look on his face:

"That's an experience that makes people with integrity, sunshine, never want to recall, when you try to cut down those trees"

Underground Forest No. 3.

After a burst of light from the erected portal, a goblin, with a green font on his head, walked out of the portal.

He was fully armed, with a one-handed axe in his hand, and his face looked at the beautiful scenery with irrepressible excitement.

An endless forest, at the top of the cavern, is also a huge magically created sunlight that is providing light to the entire forest.

Hoe He raised his hand, blocked it, and rushed towards the nearest tree in front of him, and with excitement, he raised his axe, and the axe was about to smash down.

Suddenly, a psychedelic feeling made him distracted, and in his mind, a voice that seemed to come from the abyss appeared:

"If you want to cut down a tree, please answer: Let the function 41, if 2, what is the real number?"

Behind Ho He, a group of players happily walked out of the portal, and then saw Ho He fall straight to the ground, his eyes wide open, unable to move.

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