The next morning, little Fatuna yawned sleepily and looked reluctant to get up.

It's not that she was punished for math, but that the little girl later pestered Loki, and she had to listen to the story and say that she was no longer afraid of those mirrors in the maze.

The story of the Thousand and One Nights, one or two listened to little Fatuna, until she was sleepy.

Breakfast was not rich, with a soup of cabbage and jerky, chunks of coarse black bread, and boiled cassava, which was not even as good as the food in the lock.

Pigou Brute Hammer looked like he was getting used to it, and it seemed that he wasn't doing well here in Senkin.

Loki didn't have much money left, and as his body grew and developed, more and more bioenergy and nutrients were consumed, and food became a big problem again.

In addition to improving strength, it is imperative to make money.

After breakfast, Loki followed the dwarf to the blacksmith's house behind the courtyard, where there were still many half-finished weapons, and the quality of the weapons seemed to be the skill of Pigou Brute's hammer.

Pigou lifted a piece of tarpaulin and said, "Let me see my baby." ”

I saw a row of shelves, all kinds of long-barreled weapons, and behind the metal pipes, there was a wooden bracket.

Little Fatuna wondered from the side, "What is this?"

Loki frowned, "Dwarven firebolts, I've heard Daddy Hammer mention it, but I've never seen a weapon like this before. ”

Pigou said proudly: "That's right, the Dwarven Firegun, this kind of weapon is not something that ordinary people can have, only dwarves can make it. ”

As he spoke, he picked up a finished dwarven firebolt and took out a small jar and filled the barrel with some of the powder from the jar.

"This is fire crystal powder, named after the dwarves, something very expensive. ”

Loki also found a small jar on the shelf, opened it, and found some dark red transparent powder, some of which looked like coarse salt crystals to the touch.

Pigou Brutehammer walked out into the courtyard and aimed at a wooden target on the opposite side.

The dwarf lit the fuse and did not forget to remind: "Little Fatuna, cover your ears......"

With a 'bang', like the sound of gunpowder firecrackers, the wooden target was hit by a metal projectile, but the power was not ideal, and the projectile only stuck on an inch-thick wooden plank and did not penetrate it.

Standing at the same distance, Loki tried to shoot the wooden target with the short-armed crossbow that Daddy Hammer had made himself.

With a soft sound, the metal arrow pierced the wooden target slightly, and its penetration power was better than that of the firearm.

Pigou scratched the beard on his face and said, "At present, the Dwarven Fire Gun is indeed not as powerful as a crossbow arrow, but it has an advantage that a bow and arrow cannot match, that is, it does not need to be wound with effort. ”

Loki frowned, and he poured out a little ignition crystal powder on the iron felt, and then tried to ignite it with fire.

The igneous crystal powder burns less violently than the black powder, and Loki also discovered that the red crystals do not smoke.

"Ultron, integrate the information of the fire crystal powder, compare it with the memory storage, and see what kind of substance it is. ”

"An unknown substance, with crystals similar in shape to sodium chloride, reacts violently to high heat...... No anastomosis, unknown substance ......"

Loki took a look at the information analysis log, but found that the combustion of the igneous crystal powder did not look like a chemical reaction, but rather a physical reaction that changed the form of matter and released energy and heat.

"What's the matter, Loki, did you think of something?" Pigou interrupted his thoughts.

Loki shook his head and said with a smile, "I just think that this thing of the dwarf fire gun is not worth your energy to study for the time being. ”

Pigou sighed and said, "I also understand that if you give up the dwarven firearms and keep building weapons and equipment, the business will not be so bad. ”

"I also have to blame those bastard humans for saving a little bit of money to buy rum. ”

The business of the Brute Hammer Weapon Store is bleak, in fact, it has a certain relationship with the operation of the dwarves, the cost of simple weapons and equipment is not low, and it can only attract a certain group of people in need, Loki feels that it would be better to change his business ideas.

The dwarf suddenly slapped his head and said, "I almost forgot, I have to go and see what suitable task is for today." ”

Loki glanced at the dwarf, Pigou's body data was collected more accurately, the dwarf was in the stage of young adulthood, and his physical attributes alone reached the standard of a fifth-level apprentice.

Name: Pigou Brutehammer, Race: Dwarf, Strength: 1.8, Agility: 1.1, Constitution: 1.6.

It turns out that Pigou's profession is not a simple blacksmith, in order to survive, he also works part-time as an adventurer, and when he has no business, he will also take on some simple low-level tasks to earn some task rewards.

Adventurer, Loki also needs such an identity.

It's not just because taking risks can hone your strength or make money. In Senjin Town, the status of a simple adventurer has a higher status, and there is no need to pay taxes.

When it comes to improving the skills or strength of the pros, on the way to the adventure guild, the dwarves have said something.

Various professional guilds, by spending money or completing some tasks, can learn some professional skills, such as in the hunter guild, spending some money may even get some senior hunters, teaching unique hunting skills.

The Thieves' Guild, on the other hand, may require some sort of exchange of benefits or the completion of specific tasks assigned by the Guild in order to receive skill transfer. The background of the Thieves' Guild is mysterious and closed, and there is no room for negotiation.

The town of Senkin is not small, but some of the establishments or shops are concentrated on a few wide streets, and the Adventurers' Guild is not far away, only two or three streets away.

Diagonally opposite the Shingin Tavern is a wide hall-like building, marked with the Senjin Town Adventurers' Guild, which is noisy and has gathered a lot of adventurers.

A few familiar adventurers greeted the dwarf Pigou.

Loki paid attention to his surroundings, and little Fatuna was a little cramped to follow, obviously not used to the environment of so many people.

"Hey, isn't this Loki, you really listened to my advice, are you here to apply for adventurers?"

Unexpectedly, he met a member of the Iron Shield Adventure Group here, and it was the red-haired young adventurer who greeted him, Achill.

The dwarf Pigou hurriedly squeezed over, and also got to know a few adventurers of the Iron Shield Regiment, who were more relaxed than ordinary dwarves, and did not forget to sell his skills in making weapons and equipment.

Pigou Hammer is the most philistine dwarf Loki has ever met.

"Let me see what suitable tasks I can find today, E-class missions, protecting the collectors from picking pine tower fruits, and I still need to help together. It's a waste of time, and the rewards you earn aren't much......"

Loki left the dwarf who was focused on the taskbar, took little Fatuna to the counter, and began to apply for adventurer status.

"Loki, it's your name, half-elf ......"

"It looks like you have to do a professional appraisal and at least meet the professional apprenticeship standards before you can become an adventurer......"

A middle-aged woman with a long scar on her face glanced at Loki and said.

"Hey, half-elf rookie, if you want to be an adventurer, don't you really understand how dangerous the adventurer profession is?"

Some of the rude adventurers next to him shouted when they saw Loki's pointed ears.

"Look at that, he's still with a child, rookie, are you trying to change careers from nanny?"

An ugly-looking skinny adventurer smiled meanly and said: "Stupid half-elf rookie, get out of here, adventurers don't need a nanny, if you are short of money to spend, you can sell this little girl to human traffickers......"