Chapter 11 Mechanism Techniques

Back in the village chief's house, Zhang Xing didn't stop, there was still a large group of people to take in tomorrow, so naturally he had to work hard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After a day of purchasing materials today, the room is now almost too full of piles.

While refining the potion, Zhang Xing was thinking about the future direction. With so many people, it will definitely not work if you rely on yourself to support yourself. has to give them reasonable arrangements, Zhang Xing already has a preliminary plan in his mind, but it is still a little difficult to implement.

Another morning came, Zhang Xing opened his eyes and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Me! I'm asleep! Zhang Xing said incredulously. Then he turned his head to see that the medicinal materials in the big ding in front of him had been scorched due to long-term refining, and the firewood below was already dying. He finally determined that he had indeed fallen asleep just now, although it was not long, but it was extremely important to Zhang Xing.

He had never felt so luxurious in wanting to sleep, and he had never felt so comfortable sleeping.

"Perhaps, only if I squeeze myself to the extreme, I will want to sleep, as long as I can sleep normally, maybe! It's not far from my awakening. Zhang Xing's eyes lit up and said, now, he has one more goal, making himself even more tired!

Walking out of the door, breathing in the fresh air, Zhang Xing's body was full of vitality, he really wanted to shout loudly and spit out all the twilight energy accumulated in his body.

Just when Zhang Xing was so excited that he was about to yell twice, a sentence extinguished all his excitement, and his open mouth caused him to cough again and again: "Young man, how long are you going to live with me?" ā€

"Huh! The village chief, morning, if you come out for a walk, I won't bother you. After speaking, Zhang Xing turned his head and left, eager to leave the old man's range in a flash.

It's not that he hasn't met the village chief in the past few days, and every time the village chief asks him how long he will stay, which makes Zhang Xingwei embarrassed. But he had no place to refine medicine, so he had no choice but to hide.

How do you know that Zhang Xing didn't leave this time, the village elder came to him at a faster speed than Zhang Xing, stopped him and said with a worried face: "Ahem, hero, if you want long-term housing, why don't you ask John's old man to build one for you." It's not that I'm stingy, it's mainly because in two days there are important people coming to the village through the space door, and they want to live here, you see......"

After listening to the village chief's words, Zhang Xing suddenly clapped his hands, nodded again and again, and said, "That's right! You can also repair the house, why didn't I think of it! However, seeing the village chief's expression when he said the Eastern Front Alliance, Zhang Xing couldn't help but ask: "By the way, the village chief, what important person are you talking about?" ā€

"Hey! The situation of the coalition forces on the Eastern Front does not seem to be optimistic, and there seems to be some plan above, so people are sent over. The old village chief said worriedly.

"Oh! What is the Eastern Front Coalition Army? Zhang Xing asked shamelessly, this seems to be a trend of tasks again, how can Zhang Xing miss it.

"Hey! It's useless if you know, you better go to John's and have a look, and if the money is not enough, I can lend it to you. The old village chief sighed, obviously not wanting to say much about the Eastern Front Alliance.

Hey, NPCs can actually borrow money, which really surprised Zhang Xing, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said shyly: "That...... Hehe, honorable village chief, how much can you lend me? ā€

"I only have fifty silver coins now, which I can lend you, which is my savings for most of my life." The old village chief traded the money to Zhang Xing with a painful face, and in order to get rid of this plague god, he also fought hard.

"It's strange to believe you, it's only fifty silver coins in half a lifetime, bluffing!" Zhang Xing said with disdain in his heart. However, I am still very happy that the village chief has lent such a large amount of money.

"Village Chief, where is that John?" After taking the money, Zhang Xing naturally wanted to have a house of his own, and this also solved the biggest problem in his heart!

"The organ room of the West Courtyard ......" Before the village chief's words were finished, Zhang Xing disappeared. He couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Young man is really impatient! I hope you don't say that I introduced you. ā€

In a hurry, Zhang Xing rushed to the organ room of the academy, and as soon as he entered the store, Zhang Xing had a feeling that his eyes were bright. Zhang Xing's first impression of this place was that it was big, the size of a football field. The second is chaos, it looks like there is everything! As big as a house building, a model of an airplane, a ship, a model of a monster. There are even more small ones, and the dolls, mechanical equipment, and so on are all dazzling.

Zhang Xing walked around, and he felt unfinished. He found John in a pile of messy materials.

John was concentrating on assembling something in the pile of materials, his hair was disheveled, his beard was large, his thin body and his smudge-black robes were blending it into the pile. If you don't listen to the movement, it's hard to spot him.

"Uncle John, are you free?" Zhang Xing waited for half an hour, but seeing that John had no intention of coming out, he couldn't help shouting.

"Uncle John......"

After shouting a few times, John found Zhang Xing, walked out of the pile of materials, and said with a tool similar to a wrench in his hand: "Oh, young man, I am almost not patronized here, I didn't expect someone to come, it's really unexpected, is there anything wrong with you?" ā€

"That's right, I need to build a house, and the village chief introduced me here." Zhang Xing moved the village chief out, according to his idea, the village chief here is the biggest, why don't the villagers here have to give the village chief a little face, and charge me less money!

Seeing John's face that darkened in an instant, Zhang Xing had a bad feeling. Really! Then John scolded: "So you were introduced by the old bastard, you think that after the old bastard tricked me, I will give in to him, don't think!" Don't even dream about it! Roll on! I'm not in your business! Get lost! ā€

This time Zhang Xing was embarrassed, and he didn't leave or stay.

The cursing continued, John obviously had a lot of resentment, and waited until John couldn't scold anymore, Zhang Xingcai said embarrassedly: "That Uncle John, don't be angry, in fact, I don't know the village chief well." I'm a scholar, like you, with a fanatical hobby of learning, and I've just seen your work in this room and I'm amazed at your talent! Those things are so perfectly done! I believe that if these things are taken out, they will be enough to affect the world! ā€

Zhang Xing was very shameless and betrayed the village chief first, and then he praised him violently. Who calls someone to ask for something?

"Those things are made of wood and painted, and you can't call them at all except for looking at them." John glanced at Zhang Xing strangely, and only said something after a while.

"Oh, ahem...... The fact that wood alone can create so many amazing things is enough to prove that Uncle is incomparable in mechanical science, and he can be called a master, I really admire you so much! Zhang Xing first blocked him, and then immediately continued to praise him without blushing and heartbeat, sweating wildly in his heart.

"Well, you say you're a scholar?" After Zhang Xing's praise, his efforts were not in vain, and John's attitude towards him was much better since he was a child. But apparently John is more interested in what Zhang Xing said about being a scholar!

"Uh, yes!" Zhang Xing thought to himself that my talent is an intellectual youth, so why can I be considered half a scholar, right?

"Then you look at this drawing, can you understand it? What is written above? After receiving the reply, a trace of frenzy flashed in John's eyes, and he immediately took out an old parchment roll from his arms and handed it to Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing took it, a little apprehensive, can he understand? That old guy is at least at the intermediate master level or above, and Zhang Xing's experience in the pharmacy is difficult to understand if he has intermediate skills or above.

He stubbornly looked at the parchment roll. Immediately breathed a sigh of relief and read it out: "Soul mosaic, one soul, use the sand to imprison the material, separate the soul step by step, wait for the material to turn from white to green, use a stone, and nail its limbs......"

"I see, I see......" After listening to Zhang Xing's words, John stood up and danced like crazy.

"I see, this is actually the Stygian, this actually involves black magic, some trouble! But this is the only way, otherwise it will not be able to maintain the stability of the ship......" John muttered to himself as if he had been enchanted.

All the while, John wanted to escape from this place. However, this is a small island, and the teleportation array is in the hands of the village chief, so he can only choose to build a ship. However, the waters near the island are so turbulent that ordinary boats can't bear it. To build a big ship, he did not have a solution to enter the deep sea to resist the wind. Now that he finally has a chance, he is naturally ecstatic.

"What to do, what to do! I swore to the Camp of Light that I would not be contaminated with the ...... of the Dark Arts," John frowned, as if he was in trouble.

Twilight! When he saw Zhang Xing, his eyes lit up, his face immediately returned to calm, and he said gently: "Boy! Since you have done me such a great favor, I have decided to teach you mosaics for free in return. ā€

Although John's face was calm, Zhang Xing still felt his nervousness, but the mosaic technique was not what he urgently needed at the moment, so he said, "I want a house!" ā€

"The house is a fart, let me tell you, mosaics is a lofty profession, and its role is applicable to all walks of life, for example, weapons and equipment......" As soon as Zhang Xing finished speaking, John became angry and said with a look of hatred that iron is not steel.

"Hey, Uncle John, how can you still do mosaics, aren't you a mechanic?" Zhang Xing didn't expect John to be so familiar with mosaic.

"Humph! Ignorant child, what do you know? What is a mechanic? The so-called mechanic needs to master a variety of professions, which is all-encompassing. You think that a single class can build anything from a castle battleship to a ring of armor! Do you think you can just design a few traps and create a few puppets to be a mechanic? To be a mechanic, all of them are geniuses among geniuses. Speaking of the mechanic, John said proudly.

Zhang Xing smashed his mouth and faced the so-called mechanism for the first time. He now somewhat understood why the village chief had brought him here.

"Well, can I learn the trick!" Zhang Xing's interest in the technique can be said to be completely raised now.

"That's a look at your talent. The basics of forging, tailoring, alchemy, and inlay must all be rudimentary. Let's wait until you learn the art of mosaic! John saw that Zhang Xing's interest was aroused by him, and continued to say step by step.

"This old guy has been encouraging himself to learn mosaics, there must be some purpose!" Zhang Xing looked at John vigilantly, thinking in his heart.

Zhang Xing pretended to think about it for a while, and then said regretfully: "Since you can't learn the trick, then forget it, hey run for nothing." After saying that, Zhang Xing turned around and wanted to leave, but he didn't even say anything about building a house.

"Hey! You wait......" stopped Zhang Xing, and there was a battle between heaven and man in John's head, violating the rules of the alliance on the one hand, and about his own freedom on the other.