Chapter 65 Logging in the South Mountains
I don't know how long I slept, Mu Shao'an suddenly woke up, and when he opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of majestic and upright peaks, so he immediately knew who was coming. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
Compared with yesterday, today's Gordo doesn't seem to have changed much, this is really not nonsense, because the second thing Mu Shao'an saw was the two pieces of black bread that were not small in Gordo's hands, stiff enough to smash people to death, and this was the reward for chopping five hundred pieces of wood.
"Good morning, Mrs. Tevo. β
Mu Shaoan greeted with a smile, he was indeed in a good mood at the moment, especially when he was hungry but saw the food as soon as he opened his eyes.
"It's good afternoon, but I'm amazed at how well you chop wood, so would you be interested in continuing to cooperate, young warrior, though I can only offer you two pieces of black bread. Gordo asked a little expectantly, and by the way, he glanced at Mu Shao'an twice, as if he didn't know him very well.
"Well, why not? Mrs. Tevo, I'll be happy to serve you. β
Mu Shaoan said with a smile, saying that he really didn't make this stupid decision because he was obsessed with Gordo's beauty.
In fact, before last night, he had cursed Gordo in a fit of rage.
But the slashing of one night actually increased his basic knife skills by 3 points, which really made him overjoyed, yes, the logging axe is definitely not a long knife weapon, but that kind of top-down chopping action can be seen everywhere in long knife weapons.
In addition, the balance and stability required for chopping wood is also a very good way to temper it.
What's more, Mu Shao'an actually liked the feeling of chopping wood, Nima, if this hobby was known by others, he would probably immediately jump to his feet and scold, this person is really cheap! Didn't you see those program soldiers in Ximu Town who took a detour when they saw Goldo, for fear of being pitted, but you sent it to the door with a blank eye, hehe, this is really a big stupid fork, there is no help.
But Mu Shaoan knew very well what he was doing.
And I know what kind of surprise he will receive.
You can't go wrong with that feeling.
The texture of the trees growing in Ximu Town is very hard, and it takes a lot of strength and strong explosive power to chop in the process of chopping with a logging axe, plus the reward of Goldor's pit father, so many program soldiers don't like it in their hearts, but as everyone knows, this is also a way to train and control power, although it looks stupid.
Of course, Mu Shaoan can also understand their thoughts, not just anyone can be like him, once he decides to do something, he can do it very focusedly, and not just anyone can unlock intelligence (spiritual power) like him.
Half of last night's harvest was due to Mu Shao'an's concentration, and the other half had to be attributed to the attribute of intelligence (mental power).
"Thank you so much, young warrior, you don't know that the economy of Brookwood Town is getting worse and worse, and I can't hire lumberjacks, but did you know that Snowman City needs a lot of firewood every day? Gordo seemed to be talking to himself, or complaining casually, leaving two pieces of black bread for Mu Shao'an, and left by himself.
But Mu Shao'an is a listener, in the original Elder Scrolls game, Ximu Town is not a town that can grow a lot of farmland, and the biggest economic pillar here is logging, as well as gathering herbs, hunting and casting.
In a sense, this should actually be a very vibrant town, the most important of the villages and towns under the Snow Man City.
But now everything is decaying, the blacksmith shop is closed, many aboriginal NPCs have left, and what is left is the Gordo family, and even the original grocery store, that is, the pair of siblings, do not know where they fled to.
In this case, it is not surprising that the sawmill in Goerdo could not find a logger.
And the smart-looking procedural soldiers in Creek Wood are obviously not qualified lumberjacks.
"Then, for the sake of the only remaining old acquaintance in Ximu Town, I am also duty-bound!" Mu Shaoan muttered to himself, holding the two pieces of black bread that were harder than stones, and began to gnaw them with relish, the satisfied and comfortable expression seemed to be eating roast goose, but this picture is too weird, if it is seen by some people, it will definitely make such a sigh, look, the low-intelligence aura has taken effect again, ah, who will save my eyes.
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After several days, Mu Shaoan never went back to the Sleeping Giant Hotel, staying in the sawmill day and night, as if he was very self-aware and ashamed to meet people.
But in fact, he is very thick-skinned, and the reason for this is only because he only sleeps three hours a day, and the rest of the time is to chop logs without hurry.
That's right, Mu Shaoan will not give up easily once he gets serious.
And he no longer counts how much he has chopped, and he doesn't care if the effort is proportional to the gain, and he even seems to have forgotten what he wanted to train for chopping in the first place, as if he had really resigned himself to becoming a qualified lumberjack.
But no one could notice the change in him.
On the first day, Gordo delivered only two pieces of brown bread, the second day an extra piece of brown bread and a good tasting sausage, and on the third day it became four pieces of couscous bread and a large piece of roasted meat.
On the fourth day, Mu Shaoan was brought a large pot of fragrant vegetable and fish soup, plus four pieces of soft and delicious white bread, a large piece of barbecue, and a small half bottle of gin.
Because in the course of five days and four nights, a small part of the tens of thousands of logs piled up in the sawmill have magically disappeared.
That's right, this thing can really be described by the word magic.
Because Mu Shao'an alone chopped at least 10,000 logs in these five days and four nights.
This kind of workload is absolutely fantastical, even if the big man Sharp and Kester are chopped day and night, it will never be possible.
But Mu Shaoan did it.
He couldn't remember when the chopped firewood was transported, but there was no doubt that the sawmill in Gordo had solved a big problem for a while.
After all, there is no shortage of sales for this firewood in Snow City.
All Goerdo lacks is lumberjacks.
And Mu Shao'an's performance in the past few days is many times more powerful than the most efficient lumberjack.
As for himself, the gains are also heavy, for example, his basic sword skills have increased from the original 78 points to 96 points.
Is this a miracle?
No, it's not.
If you have to ask Mu Shaoan to give an answer, it is a feeling.
I don't dare to say that it has reached the level of Ku Ding to solve the cow, but at least I have touched that threshold.
Now he slashed down with an axe, if he didn't listen carefully, he couldn't hear the chopping sound at all, and an axe used to consume at least 30 burst points, but now it only needs 15 points.
That logging axe is definitely not a divine weapon, but at this moment, in Mu Shaoan's hands, it really exerts the flavor of a certain divine weapon.
But this is not his biggest gain, because of this kind of continuous emptying burst value day and night, this feeling of always being in an extraordinary state, Mu Shaoan's intelligence (mental power) has increased by 1 point and 10 points again.
This time, he could finally determine how this hidden attribute would grow.
On the night of the fifth day of coming to Ximu Town's LAN, Mu Shaoan stopped chopping logs, because tomorrow was the start of a new round of anti-virus tasks, and he needed to make some preparations.
It was at this time that he received an invitation, and Gordo invited him to a dinner party at his home.
Mu Shao'an happily went, saying that he had really put too much effort into the sawmill of the Goerduo family in the past few days, and if he didn't eat them hard before leaving, he would feel sorry for himself.
The dinner was unsurprisingly rich, and Mu Shaoan also met the owner of the sawmill for the first time, Hood Tewo, a somewhat shrewd, but loyal and calm middle-aged man.
This dinner was almost Mu Shao'an's own performance, and he was not polite, he ate all the food and wine on the table like a storm, and then left a stunned two, and he was ready to leave with a full burp.
Haha, that's a cool feeling.
"Uh, young warrior, please stay. β
It was at this moment that Hood spoke.
Mu Shaoan snorted and turned around, saying in his heart, do you still want to beat me?
But he only saw the friendly smiles on the faces of the two Tevos.
"That's right, young warrior, you've done us a great favor these days, and to be honest we're ashamed, because we don't have enough gold to pay you, but my old friend Alvo used to keep some of the weapons he couldn't take with him before he moved from here, well, you know that Alvo is actually a very good blacksmith, right, we don't need these weapons, but a young and righteous warrior like you can certainly play their role, I think even if Alvo knew, he wouldn't mind, please come with meγ β
Hood explained with a smile, and Mu Shaoan was already stunned by the sudden blow of happiness.
the groove.
Sure enough, there are still good people with good rewards!
Sure enough, only those who are still calm will have great creation.
Let those frizzy, rat-eyed guys regret it.
Of course Alvo knows this blacksmith, in the game world of The Elder Scrolls, he can be regarded as the top five master blacksmiths in Skyrim Province, and the weapons he builds, tsk.
Oops, happiness came too suddenly.
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