"Since you know, then give the money!" Sam stretched out his hand: "A gold coin." ”

"I don't have any money."

Nameless smiled bitterly, he had been in charge of hunting in the village for two years, and if it weren't for Uncle Sam's words, he wouldn't have remembered that he had to pay for things.

"No money?" Uncle Sam rolled his eyes: "You can rob it if you don't have any money!" Aren't you humans the best at stealing things? ”

"Rob?"

Nameless is really dumbfounded, the dwarves that the villagers occasionally talk about are all kind and innocent, and there are actually dwarves who instigate others to rob, I'm afraid that not many people will believe it when they say it to the outside world.

"Uncle Sam! You are insulting a noble warrior! This warrior once saved Tom's life! Thom angrily picked up the materials that Nameless took out: "You actually treat a benefactor who saved Tom's life like this." Nameless, let's go, although Thom's craftsmanship is not good, he will definitely try his best to create the best quality for you! ”

"Since it's a hunting tool, let's choose a set from the shelves at will, and take it as a thank you gift for saving Thom's life." Sam waved his hand and turned to his room.

Kaba......

Sam stopped walking towards the room, and as a master smith, he could easily hear the bow being drawn.

Nameless took the second hunting bow from Tom with an apologetic expression, and after the broken bow just now, he didn't dare to use all his strength again, this time only using nine points of strength.

Kaba......

Sam turned slowly, looking at the two broken bows on the ground in amazement. He knew very well that even if it was a hunting bow that was casually forged from inferior materials after being drunk, it was a strong bow that could withstand three hundred catties of strength, and even a good soldier could not pull this kind of strong bow, and it was even more impossible to break it.

Sam, who hadn't recovered from his contemplation, heard the familiar voice again, click......

The third bow that Thom gave to Nameless has also been turned into scrap.

"How is that possible?" Sam stepped forward and snatched the excited smile on his face, intending to give the fourth bow to Nameless Thom, looked at Nameless carefully and said, "Wait a minute! ”

Soon, Sam walked out of his room, still holding a bow that he knew from the outside was of better quality than the strong bows he had just seen.

Kaba......

Nameless looked at Sam apologetically, and silently returned the broken fourth strongbow in his hand to Thom.

"How is that possible!" Sam, who was still proud just now, widened his eyes and shouted to Nameless almost with a roar: "You wait! ”

Kaba......

"Uncle Sam, with such a standard of goods, are you embarrassed to call yourself one of the top ten divine craftsmen when you are drunk?"

Thom's slightly ridiculous words deeply stimulated Sam, who was almost in a state of rage, the last broken strong bow just now can withstand at least five hundred catties of strength, even a human general is not something that anyone can pull full, and don't even think about it.

"Don't go! Wait here for me! Sam threw down a sentence and went back to his room, and soon there was the sound of rummaging through the cabinets.

"It's kind of pulling this bow off!" A black strongbow was thrown out of Sam's hand: "Even a powerful minotaur wants to fill it ......"

Kaba......

Before Sam's words were finished, Nameless once again gave the other party a resounding slap in the face with the fact of pulling and folding the strong bow.

"How is that possible? Are you better than that? That's a 700-pound strong bow! Don't go! Wait for me! ”

Thom looked at Sam, who had long forgotten that he didn't plan to give Nameless a good bow, and walked into the room again in a huff, and hurriedly whispered to Nameless: "You must do your best to pull them, and they will all be broken!" ”

Nameless was surrounded by dwarves watching the excitement at some point, and Nameless could only shake his head and smile bitterly at such a situation.

"Human! Try the good bow my father made back then! "A dwarf who was watching the bustle ran home and brought a hard bow that seemed to be of good texture.

Kaba......

The dwarves who watched the excitement were in an uproar, and many dwarves even returned to their homes one after another to take out the most proud strong bow to test the bow for Nameless.

You must know that dwarves are a race that loves to build, and they are known as the first forging race in the continent. Eight of the world's top ten divine craftsmen are members of the dwarf race.

Usually the dwarves are not convinced by anyone in the forging technology, and at this time, they have used Nameless as a platform for comparison, hoping to use Nameless to prove that they or their ancestors are the best craftsmen in the village in history.

Kaba...... Kaba...... Kaba......

Nameless apologizes for returning a broken bow to the dwarves, and Sam waits in the dwarves for a long time before reappearing in front of Nameless.

Ka...... Bar......

Old Sam's strongbow made another broken moan after resisting a little.

"It's a pity that the magic weapon I created was either deceived by humans or placed in the exhibition hall of Ironforge Castle." Sam looked at the strongbow that had been pulled again and muttered to himself, "I should have forged a strongbow seriously if I knew it......"

"Human! Don't you need a set of hunter tools? It shouldn't just be a strong bow, right? Spear throwing should be needed, too! How about trying my family's best spear thrower? "One of the dwarves simply took out another hunter's tool after his bow was broken.

With the dwarf's reminder, the dwarves, who were depressed by the drawn-out bows, ran back to their homes to get the equipment that the other hunters needed.

Soon, the dwarves changed their holdings from hunter equipment to military war weapons, and many of them also had good quality items, but unfortunately they were defeated in the face of nameless strange forces.

Thom looked at the group of depressed-looking dwarves, deliberately raised his voice and said, "Nameless, forget it." I think you'd better go to Ironforge and look for your right tools. ”

"Wait a minute!"

As soon as Uncle Sam's voice fell, the other villagers also let out an angry roar: "You can't go! For the honor of our dwarven village! ”

"The tools you forge are really ......"

Thom looked like he wanted to say something, and Nameless, who was standing on the side, realized that the dwarf he rescued was not stupid at all, but very good at taking advantage of people's psychology.

"Human, you live in the village first! Don't go! Give us a wait! ”

A group of dwarves threw down their harsh words, went home and took out their mining tools, and walked out of the village in groups.

Sam took the mining tool he hadn't used for many years and kicked the ogre's bones: "These bones can only be used as the main rod of the arrow feather at most, and they will definitely not withstand your strange power when used to make a bow." ”

After the dwarves were far away, Thom was so excited that he ran home and got two sets of mining tools, and pulled Nameless to the bottom of the pit outside the village: "Let's go, we can't do without mining." When you make the right tool for you, the resources you dig are the items you exchange. This is a tradition of our dwarven people. ”

Nameless shook his head and smiled bitterly, knowing that such a thing would happen, it would be better to continue to rely on his left hand to hunt with stones in the village. If they leave now, it is estimated that the dwarves will most likely go to the village three hundred miles away to find themselves to continue the competition.

In a state of thought, Nameless is taken by Tom to the busy dwarven mines.

Compared to the dwarf houses, the height of the dwarven pit is much higher, and the breathability is far beyond the imagination of the nameless, but the light in the entire pit is relatively dim. Fortunately, Nameless's eyesight is just as wonderful as his people, and he can see his surroundings clearly even in the dark.

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