Moira, the true Druid apprentice, looked at the half-elf girl for a moment before asking.

"Potion talent, do you know what these sun-dried herbs behind me are?"

Many of them were herbs that little Fatuna had never seen before, let alone knew the names.

The little girl's big light gray eyes looked at Moira faintly, and she shook her head honestly, indicating that she didn't know.

The Druid Apprentice looked at Loki, the half-elf who claimed to be the little girl's brother, but shrugged his shoulders unsurprisingly, telling her to listen patiently.

"However, I know how to use them, that red leaf grass, mixed with blood man, should make the wound heal faster, and it is not easy to produce pus......"

Little Fatuna was agile, walked to the back shelf, took down a dry branch and leaf, and sniffed it with her little nose before saying.

"This plant with hard needles smells bad, but boiling it into a paste in a large pot should cure cough......"

Loki secretly gave a thumbs up, he had never doubted little Fatuna's talent.

In the lock, even the wizard apprentice could not survive, but the little girl survived with difficulty, she was only a six or seven-year-old child at the time, hungry, sick, and the ubiquitous mirror monsters, which was really cruel to a child.

Ignoring these past events, Loki assists at the right time, talking about his sister's strong spirit, close to nature, and reverence for the life of a druid apprentice.

Moira frowned, but refused.

Even if the half-elf was right, with potions and plant talents, she was not qualified to make any decisions for the teacher.

And she didn't dare to do it, there are not many apprentices of the druid master, although she is from a noble background, but the strength of natural magic can only be in the middle of the apprenticeship, and she, the druid apprentice, must be cautious.

Loki offered to pay the gold coins first, but it didn't work to say good things, the noble lady didn't look down on his little favor, and she also had her own set of principles......

"You can try, let your sister become a pharmacy apprentice here, and it is possible to become a real pharmacist in the future......"

"And with little Fatuna's talent, there is still a lot of salary during her time as a pharmacy apprentice. ”

Pharmacist?For the half-elves, can this profession increase their self-preservation ability, and can they improve their status without human discrimination? It is better to collect some witch notes and give full play to the little girl's spiritual affinity expertise.

"Forget it, let's find another way, little Fatuna will always be a druid. ”

Loki shook his head and was about to leave, but little Fatuna tugged at his clothes as if he had something to say.

The half-elf brother and sister tacitly walked to the side and whispered against the corner.

"Pharmacist apprentice, brother, I can do this, and after I work hard to learn these potions, I can help you do more things in the future......"

Loki didn't allow it at first, it was because he was a little doting, he was just a pharmacy apprentice in the store, not to mention how much pharmacy knowledge he learned, he might become a servant and a miscellaneous worker, otherwise why would he still have a salary?

He understood that this little girl was just stubborn and wanted to help him take part of the responsibility.

But helplessly, little Fatuna was very persistent this time, and even had a reasoned list, listing several logical arguments.

Many of these rebuttals were imitated by his words and deeds, and the consequences of those four years of compulsory education made Loki feel like he was lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

......

Little Fatuna finally came up with her idea and became an apprentice at the 'Swamp Light Potion Shop'. She was determined to learn more about plants and herbs in the future, and she could also help her brother make money.

The little girl chooses to live at home, but every morning, she has to come and go to the pharmacy shop on time to do her own pharmacy apprenticeship.

After returning to the Hammer Weapons Shop, Loki hurriedly ate something to replenish his bio-energy, and then plunged headlong into the blacksmith's hut in the back.

Loki promised little Fatuna to build her a suitable crossbow, of course, this is not just words, her evil witch spells can not see people, in case of danger, a bow and crossbow that takes advantage of the hand and is not a lot of power is naturally the most suitable.

But the parts of the bow and crossbow are troublesome, and it is not something that can be done in a moment, so I can only think of other ways.

If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools, and the truth of the previous life is also applicable to the blacksmith's crafting.

There was a constant banging sound, and Loki began to do carpentry work in the courtyard behind the weapons store.

With precise visual guidance of idleness, he was short to create a long wooden shelf, which was then nailed to sturdy planks, the prototype of the simplest lathe.

'Lathe', yes, if you want to create some slightly more sophisticated weapon parts, you really can't do without auxiliary tools such as lathes.

Of course, it can't be compared with modern lathes, and even because of time constraints, this simple lathe may not even be comparable to some ancient mechanical works.

However, the benefits of lathes are self-evident, and the improved efficiency and quality cannot be compared with individual craftsmen.

The dwarf Pigou glared dryly from the side, loudly expressing his displeasure.

"Loki, what are you doing here, occupying my blacksmith's house, to compare carpentry work with me? ”

The half-elf was sweating profusely, and he tore off his tattered clothes and threw them into the fire on the side.

Sweat soaked his knotted body, making people have no doubt about his strength, this guy is not at all like a normal half-elf.

After making the wooden table platform, Loki replied disapprovingly while busy.

"Dwarven traditions, are you going to talk nonsense on the side, or are you going to come and help?"

Pigou scratched his beard and laughed, "I'll just say it, you must need my help, the blacksmith house, you can't turn without dwarves." ”

Pigou Brutehammer used to study the Dwarven Firebolt, so he has a complete set of materials and tools. But after watching it for a long time, he didn't know what the half-elf was going to do.

Loki found a blank piece of paper, using the thinnest quill.

Without any tools, some levers, threads and other mechanical transmission parts were drawn just by hand.

And there are combinations of these tools, which have quite accurate digital identification, and some digital scales are also indicated at the bottom, so that the average intelligent layman may be able to see it.

Pigou Brutehammer's beard had been torn off several times before he could understand the drawing, but he didn't understand why he had created it, and what was the use of this combination of tools?

Loki didn't explain much either, just letting the dwarves share the task of some cast iron tools or parts.

Although he has improved his vision and is more sure of accuracy, he may not be as good as the dwarves in terms of metal melting.

The smelted cast iron axle only needs to be quenched in a mixed cold liquid, and then the burr is polished, and it can be installed directly on the simple machine.

A wooden pedal is installed below, and the pedal lever transmits force to the axle, and then the leather rope on the axle drives the machine tool to frost the animal skin, which is a human grinding machine.

Of course, the function of the machine is not limited to this, other parts are completed one after another, and then by Rocky himself, little by little assembly monitoring.

It wasn't until it got dark that this simple lathe, with its fixing, sanding, and timber cutting, was largely completed.

After taking a moment's time, Loki concretized the previous information beam in the deep consciousness space-the fish shooter suit.