Izzy, who had slept on an empty stomach all night, woke up with a feeling of discomfort, and had not slept well in recent days, and when he woke up, he found that Rantreso was no longer in the tent.

Outside, there was another sound of banging, and he walked out of the camp to see Lantreso wielding a sledgehammer that kept knocking at a reddish, hot piece of metal.

Izzy looked at it for a while, and felt that Lantreso's technique should be quite advanced, and his smooth movements were more skilled than the blacksmiths in the knife forging competition in the video he watched in his previous life, the rhythm was even, and the beating was like playing music, of course, he was a layman who could only judge Lantreiso's forging skills through these.

Inexplicably, Izzy was fascinated by it, the hammer fell, with a ding, sparks flew everywhere, and Izzy entered a strange state, and whispers resounded all around, and he finally understood the general meaning this time, and those whispers were telling him that this was not right, and that it was best to drop the hammer.

"Izzy!" He was shaken awake by Lantrizo, and came back to his senses to see Lantrizo's worried expression.

Rantreso said, "The spiral mark on your arm just now is glowing orange, and you are standing here as if you have lost your soul. ”

When Izzy heard Randreso's words, he looked at his right arm expectantly, remembering what Shaman Artur had said to him.

"Child, the anomaly in your left arm is not a bad thing, several of Draenor's great elemental wrath blessed you when you were born, this is the embodiment of that blessing, you will know what it does in the future, don't be afraid"

Izzy also told Lantreso about the situation on his right arm, thought for a moment and said to Lantreso, "Brother Reso, can you teach me to forge?"

The topic jumped a little fast, and Lanteriso barely reacted: "This work is not fun, if you have the mentality of playing, I advise you to give up as soon as possible." ”

Izzy lowered his head and thought about it seriously, and said, "I still want to try, and then what is the mentality of playing, my play is to play with ogres, you have seen it." ”

Rantreso laughed: "Don't take all ogres for stupidity, although most of them are indeed stupid, but it is not without smart guys, as far as I know, the two-headed ogre at the gate that day must be smarter than you, and the ogres who can use magic are all intelligent." ”

Izzy felt insulted, intellectually despised for him, and remembered the two-headed ogre with his face and nose facing the sky that day, and he felt that this man would not live long, and it was really an insult to compare that kind of thing to himself.

Putting aside the nonsense, Izzy continued, "Teach it or not! Whether you learn or not, let's wait and see. ”

Randreso looked at the nine-year-old guy in front of him in amazement, and was also amused: "Okay, you have to learn, come! Pick up this hammer first, show me!"

Then Lantreso watched in horror as Little Izzy lifted the sledgehammer with one hand and held it high over the top.

"What the hell is this innate power!" Rantreso thought to himself.

Rantreso, who was a little deflated, took the hammer from Izzy's hand, took out a huge manuscript with a smirk, handed it to Itch and said: "Do you remember that there is a mine cave in the clan, first go to Old Gosh to learn about mining, distinguishing mineral deposits, and smelting metals, and then learn how to forge."

Izzy was holding a pickaxe twice as tall as him, and his face was confused, and he didn't know what to do, do you have to dig the ore yourself?

In fact, Izzy was a little worried in his heart, in the World of Warcraft game, a person can learn two majors at most, he originally planned to study forging and engineering, but now if he studies mining, can he still learn engineering?

But when he turned his head and thought about it, he put his mind at ease, it was no longer a game, and he was afraid that he would not be able to learn well, so Izzy no longer hesitated and set off for the mine inside the clan.

In front of the mine, there is also a furnace, where a strong old orc and a young orc are operating, the young orc pulls the bellows, and the old orc throws a few ores into it from time to time. Izzy didn't bother them, waiting aside.

After a while, hot molten metal flowed from under the furnace, and they didn't stop until all the ore was gone.

The old orc Ghosh looked at the little guy holding a pickaxe twice as tall as himself on the side of the road, his cold face did not have a trace of emotion, and he asked in a rough voice: "Little one, who are you looking for?"

"Well, are you Mr. Gosh, I want to learn about mining and smelting. ”

The old orc Ghosh still had that expression unwavering, and replied:

"You learn mining and smelting?"

"Yes, Mr. Ghosh, it was Rantreso who asked me to come to you"

For the first time, the expressionless old orc had an expression and roared angrily: "That little bastard, what nonsense! Let such a little cub come to me to learn mining? I'm going to let him remember what my fist was like." ”

Izzy hurriedly stopped the old orc and waved the huge manuscript with one hand, and the old orc was also shocked: "This kid is not simple!"

There's nothing to say about the following, the old orcs are willing to teach Izzy the knowledge and experience that have been passed down from generation to generation, and they don't mind having an extra helper in the mining field, just hearing that the tribe is about to leave this place in the next two days, and it is also a good thing to smelt more minerals.

After briefly teaching Izzy how to distinguish ores, old Ghosh gave little Izzy a dirty wooden helmet and told him to go down the hole and start mining.

When he actually started mining, Izzy realized that although he had the arm strength to wield a heavy manuscript, the endurance was not so easy to exercise, but it was impossible to make him give up, and he was furious at the thought of Rantreso's smiling face, and he waved the manuscript even harder, and he could almost see Rantreso's sneering face on the mineral.

Izzy's arms were numb after a morning of work, but he finally got the hang of striking the ore with a steady rhythm and force, pushing too hard would only get his pickaxe stuck in the rock, and too light would not shake the ore at all.

At this time, he sighed at the sky, or the game is good, click the mouse for 1.5 seconds to an ore, two ores and an ingot, this is so tired of a morning, only to dig out such a pile, smelt it and don't know if you can make a metal ingot.

After resting for a while, Izzy loaded the ore onto the trailer, and with all his strength he stuck out his tongue to push the pile of ore, and the old orc checked it, and was very surprised, it was all rich ore, and the ore had a high metal content, and he looked at Izzy, who was tired like a dog, and could only be attributed to the luck of the novice.

The old orc kicked Izzy, made him get up and watched him throw the ore into the furnace, and instructed him to put the ore one by one according to the proportion passed down from generation to generation in the clan, Izzy remembered it, but inexplicably felt that something was missing, he knew in his heart that there was some kind of magical existence whispering, and the source should be the blessing mark of the element on his right arm.

After such a morning's work, two metal ingots were smelted, and the old orc told Izzy that the name handed down by the ancestors was Blazing Iron, and that most of the weapons of the Fireblade Clan were forged from this metal, which was harder than ordinary steel, and the effect of flame enchantment was better.

With two incandescent iron ingots, Izzy first went back to his tent, fed himself and the orc mother, and moved the female orc's joints a little before returning to Lantriso's small workshop, thinking about things in his mind on the way, this world is different from the game after all, and the game has never heard of any tindy iron ore and ingot in the game. Maybe this is a parallel world, anyway, because of his arrival, I'm afraid it won't be able to become a canonical history like Warcraft.

Approaching the tent, he had already seen Randreso, and felt that the thief was so comfortable! Rantreso had a pile of fruit on the side, and sharpened his knife there, and when he had opened the blade, he washed the knife, wiped it with a coarse cloth, swung it at the fruit a few times, and then threw the flesh into his mouth and ate it with relish.

"This is not the same as the forging in my mind, everyone is the peerless pride of seeing the blood and appreciating the sword before the fire, and he will cut the fruit on his own when he opens the edge. "Izzy feels like his ideals have taken a hit.

Izzy walked over with a dark face and two incandescent iron ingots, and whispered, "Can I learn forging now?"

Rantriso ignored him, and cut the fruit a few more times, eating all the flesh, and then looked at the blade again, and at last seemed to be satisfied with his work, and dried the newly forged blade with a coarse cloth, and found a wooden handle to assemble it.

Only then did he notice Izzy, hehe, smiled, and reached out and threw a whole fruit to him: "Little Izzy sent you." ”

Izzy hurriedly caught the peach-sized fruit with both hands, and found that it was quite heavy, and the outside of the fruit was a bit like a snakeskin fruit, wrapped in a layer of scaly peel, and Izzy knocked on it, and found that the texture was actually very hard. Thinking of the fruit that had cracked in a few casual clicks just now, he looked at the smooth peel of the incision and gasped.

How sharp this axe must be! He just thought of this, Lanteriso picked up the two incandescent iron ingots that Izzy had dropped, weighed them, nodded with satisfaction, and said to Izzy, "It's no problem to learn blacksmithing, come, I'll watch me strike the iron later!"

Although he was mentally prepared for the first time, he didn't expect to let himself get started, but looking at Rantreso's face, Izzy was still unhappy for a while.

Following Lantreso to the back workshop, Lantreso turned around and asked Izzy what you would like to make with these two incandescent iron ingots.

Almost without hesitation, Izzy asked, "Is it made with a two-handed greatsword?" Lantreso rolled his eyes for Izzy after half a second, "I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet." ”

Izzy came back to his senses and knew that he had thought too much, and that the Giant Sword Cult of the Otherworld was still far away. What wolf sword, dragon sword, hip-hop sword can only be kept in their own memory.

"Let's fight a double-edged dagger. Izzy said.

Lanteriso looked at Izzy strangely, most of the orcs like to use axes, and they attack with great strength, and the special point is that the sword saints like to use broadswords, and for the first time they saw a double-edged sword.

There was a ding-dong clang, until it was dark, and a sword embryo was created, and Lanteriso said to Izzy: "It should be done tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow our clan will start to migrate, you should hurry home." ”

Izzy nodded and returned to his home, Yushuro had almost packed up the tent, he heard the sound of banging behind the tent, went to check, and found that his orc father was repairing a trailer, Izzy quickly stepped forward to see if there was anything wrong.

There was a wooden wheel that had broken apart and was obviously unusable, and now Yushuro had just made a new one and put it on.

Looking at his tired and sweaty orc father, Izzy went into the house and began to cook, orcs usually eat large pieces of meat, or fruits and vegetables. It is said that the other Orcs of Draenor will eat something else, and it is estimated that they will only have a chance to taste it after touching it.

Izzy roasted a huge leg of tarp on a bonfire, sprinkled salt on it, and re-brushed the juice dripping from the leg of lamb with a brush that resembled a palm tree.

You Shuluo also happened to enter the tent, looking at his young son, sitting in front of the bonfire and roasting, You Shuluo was in a complicated mood, other children at this age, they don't have to care about anything, just play and play, but their own children have to learn to cook in advance, I heard that today they even went to learn mining and forging, and they can't give their children a happy childhood, which makes You Shuluo heartbroken.

But he thought about it again, his own child is also quite weird, he seems to be born with a dislike of playing and playing, prefers to exercise, learn skills, no matter what, he is still very proud in his heart, his child is simply a natural strongman, he does not have to worry about his future, he will definitely be able to carry full of honor, leave a dazzling story for the family.

Yushuro found a stone and sat next to Izzy, took out a knife and handed it to his son, Izzy silently cut off the golden and crispy slices of meat roasted outside the leg of mutton, put it all in a piece of vegetables and handed it to Yushuro, Yushuro didn't say anything, took the roast meat rolled up with vegetables, and ate his stomach in one bite, at this moment Yushuro felt that although life was hard, it was still worth it.

The warm bonfire illuminates the tent, and the warm atmosphere makes Izzy feel the family affection of this life.

After a comfortable night's sleep, Izzy woke up full of energy, fetched a bucket of water, secretly went to a hidden corner of his clan, washed up, and used the method of the man at the top of the food chain in his previous life, chewing a branch to make a wooden toothbrush, brushing his teeth, the orcs don't like to bathe, this habit makes Izzy even wash like a thief.

"There's no hygienic concept at all!" Thinking so, Izzy, who had washed comfortably, went home and cooked a bowl of salty porridge with Draenor's wheat-like gadget, ate some for himself, gave some to the orc mother, and helped her move her limbs and joints, and then set off for Randreso's tent.

What he didn't expect was that early in the morning, he saw yesterday's scene again, and Lanteriso was sharpening his sword and cutting fruit there to eat, and instantly felt that this scene was low.

When Randriso saw Izzy, he excitedly beckoned him to come over, handed him an unfinished sword embryo, and asked him to sit here and sharpen his sword, and instructed him to sharpen his hand, and the angle should be fixed, what kind of angle the blade can be sharpened, which is both sharp and not easy to break, etc., and taught this knowledge to Izzy, and he turned to strike iron again.

Izzy smiled disdainfully, he was hanging, closed his eyes and tried to communicate with his right arm, into that elemental guided state, but he failed, and he couldn't feel anything.

A little embarrassed by himself, Izzy had to bow his head and honestly sharpen the knife, sharpening the knife is a bit similar to mining, the rhythm is even, the force is balanced, it is a fine job, grinding and grinding When Izzy was almost bored to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a whisper again, and immediately came to his senses and began to listen carefully to the guidance of the elements.

His body began to slowly exert force under the guidance of elemental knowledge, and at this time, Izzy was like a precision machine, opening the edge of the short sword, constantly changing the denser whetstone under his feet halfway, making the short sword gradually become more and more sharp.

Izzy came to his senses, he knew that the short sword had been completed, through the knowledge of the elements, this short sword was afraid of being extremely sharp, so he thought of it, and with a wave of the short sword, the upper part of the iron scale fruit slowly slid down, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror, this scene happened to be seen by the returning Lantresso, he stood on the spot, his hand relaxed and let the axe embryo he forged hit his foot, and he screamed in pain.

Noticing, Izzy grinned.

Lantreso was in pain, and at the same time asked himself in his heart: Does this world really need such an orc who is born with divine power and can learn it as soon as he learns?

After thinking too much, Rantreso shook his head and smiled, took the short sword in Izzy's hand and looked at the blade of the blade, which made him feel like a ghost, such a near-perfect level of blade is something that an orc can make?

Rantreso looked at Izzy in surprise again, Izzy didn't know how to do it, but he also realized that he might have gone too far, and hurriedly explained the truth about his elemental blessing to Rantreso.

When Lanteriso heard the word elemental blessing, he immediately calmed down, and it was nothing strange that anything that had anything to do with the powerful elemental wrath was magical.

"You lucky little one. For some reason, a little depressed, Rantreso rubbed Izzy's head with his dirty hands.

Izzy is not a real child, he knows in his heart that if his forging skills surpass that of Lantreso, then his position in the clan will be very dangerous, and if Lantresuo is not a half-orc, if he does not master a superb forging skill, it is estimated that he will be plagued to the point that he will not be able to survive, or leave the clan.

Rantreso let Izzy get up and continue to watch how he forged, this time the teaching was obviously more attentive and careful, Rantreso was going to teach him, which made Izzy a little surprised, but he still silently recorded this kindness in his heart.

His real first weapon was born, and Izzy didn't think about naming the weapon for such an act as a middle two, a short sword is a short sword, at most a sharp short sword.

An ordinary day passed like this, and the clan was immersed in a certain sad atmosphere, and everyone knew that tomorrow they were going to leave this homeland where they had lived for generations, and go to a strange forest to seek a place to live.