"These Seris are making rapid progress, and you can tell that they are all professionally trained soldiers." A bear hunter in heavy armor hugged his shoulders and nodded as he watched the mountain wall in the distance climb upward.

"There are only new apprentices here, no Seris, Sagrean, we can't treat them as some kind of anomaly." Another hunter from the Wolf School shook his head: "And, compared to their numbers, we are outliers. ”

"I've lived for three hundred years, and I never thought that one day the pass rate of the Green Grass Trial would reach half." Sagran, the hunter of the Bear School, was a little emotional, and he didn't know whether he was relieved or lost in his heart.

In his year, out of fifty-six children, he was the only one who survived and successfully grew into a qualified demon hunter, and after him, none of the nearly 100 children in two consecutive sessions successfully survived the grass trial.

This incident has always been a pain in Sagrean's heart, and it is also the motivation for him to keep going, because he is burdened with the expectations of more than 150 children who are not so lucky.

He couldn't remember his family members from his childhood, but the eyes of his companions who drank the herbs together were always in his mind.

And these new apprentices in front of him, Sagran didn't know what to say, they were not like the previous apprentices who were adopted by Kellmohan from childhood, they had their own worldview and their own thoughts.

They didn't feel so much about the death of their companions, they were always full of fighting spirit, and they didn't suffer from organ failure and limb mutations like the previous apprentices, and these new apprentices regained their health and began training almost the next day after passing the Grass Trial.

Sagran thought for a long time, and finally held back a sentence: "I always feel that they don't look like demon hunters, but more like warriors who come to get Valyrian steel weapons for free." ”

The old hunter of the Wolf School was dumbfounded for a moment, he felt that this stupid bear seemed to have opened his mind today, and every word contained wisdom.

"Valyrian steel production is limited, and I don't think we can supply that many Valyrian steel weapons unless you can accept the dagger as your primary weapon." Old Kane had a headache and 'negotiated' with Gu Weijun.

Strictly speaking, this was an internal exchange with Kyle Mohan, because Gu Weijun failed to resist the temptation, and finally drank the green herb potion and was lucky to become a new apprentice.

"Your Excellency Kane, I would like to know if the limited production of Valyrian steel is limited by the mining conditions, or if it is the mining technology?" Gu Weijun had an expression that I was very serious about helping you solve the problem, all for your good: "We are willing to provide comprehensive assistance, free of charge!" ”

Old Kane looked at Gu Weijun with an expression of looking at a fool, looking like you are afraid that you are not thinking about fart.

"So, how likely is it to make an alloy with Valyrian steel components?" Gu Weijun knew that the proposal just now was impossible for Old Kane to accept, and he was just trying his luck, so he immediately changed directions: "How much Valyrian steel must be in a weapon to ensure its characteristics?" ”

Old Kane's expression froze, as if he was about to burst out with a cerebral thrombosis, and he asked himself why Kylemohan hadn't thought about it for hundreds of years after mastering the Valyrian steel source.

This must be a problem of the system!

"I'll give you an answer shortly." Old Kane closed his jaw, thinking that the dwarves might not have time to drink for months to come.

"We currently have more than 3,000 known metal species, and this number is rising by 25 percent every year, and each different mixture has a different effect on the Valyrian steel alloy and results in different properties." Gu Weijun smiled and said, "Materials science is a very serious science, do you plan to rely on luck to screen the most suitable alloy formula?" ”

Old Kane fell silent, he knew that the new apprentice on the other side had a powerful country behind him, and if the Demon Hunter really cared about the world, there seemed to be no other choice in this situation at the moment.

"Let me think about it." Old Kane sighed, he had never felt so sad since he had created his own series of magic seals of the Words of the Runes, sometimes power could not solve all problems, not even the people who created them.

Gu Weijun stood up, bowed respectfully to old Kane, and turned to leave, as a new apprentice, he also had to participate in the daily routine training.

Old Kane didn't know what the future would look like, but these Ceris apprentices would definitely have an indelible impact on the Demon Hunter lineage, and at least now some old hunters had begun to experiment with the use of 'Qi'.

This is a rare enhancement method that can be fully compatible with Demon Hunters, and with the super long life span of Demon Hunters, even if it is far more difficult than mortals in cultivating 'Qi', they will be able to bloom beautiful flowers sooner or later.

The influence of the Seris is not limited to this, but also to the spread of culture, the canteen of Kyrmohan has recently been taken over by the chefs brought in by the Seris, and the variety of oriental dishes every day has made the old hunters who don't like to eat very much accustomed to the life of three meals a day, and sometimes a late night snack.

According to the old beliefs of demon hunters, hedonism was not advisable, but after that rebellion, the elder Kane realized that a life of asceticism that completely annihilated the beauty of life could only wear out humanity.

Moderate enjoyment, on the contrary, can arouse the beauty of the world, and at least food is acceptable.

The Gregorian Singers had withdrawn a week earlier, and they had suffered a bit at the hands of the Seris, but to Kane Sr.'s surprise, the usually high-eyed spellcasters had maintained a fair degree of restraint.

Of course, if Old Kane knew that Huang Laoxie had led people to cause the deaths of four legendary powerhouses in the Old Continent before, he would understand why the Gregor Singers would be so restrained, when they saw hundreds of Seris rushing out of Kylemohan Castle, they once thought that the demon hunters inside had been killed by the Ceris.

Moreover, on the same day, they received a warning from the Sanctuary of Dawn that the Chaos Legion had been assembled and was approaching the civilized world, so the Gligor Chorus retreated naturally, and it was better to fight Chaos than to fight a civil war with dangerous humans.

No one wants to make a feud with powerful and long-lived demon hunters, their profession has been doing genocidal work since its existence, but in the last thousand years they have chosen themselves an enemy who is unlikely to be extinct - Chaos.

Old Kane shook his head, feeling as if he was getting too tired of adapting to the changes in the world.