Qianjin even began to feel that this inexplicable virtual game was actually not useless.

It's just that each of these nearly 100 life skills has its own characteristics, and the motivation is already dazzling just by looking at it, and I really can't make a decision for a while.

At this time, the voice of the system elf came from the bottom of my heart again.

"And my advice is to smelt and forge first. ”

"Why?"

"According to the system scan, you have a lot of potential for development in strength and stamina, and forging and smelting happen to be the best way to improve these two castes at the beginning of the game, through which you can increase these two castes to more than 40 in a short period of time, and at that time, you should be able to play normally. ”

"Wait...... You mean, I can't play properly right now?"

"Yes, according to the system scan, your physical strength is much lower than normal, and you have to go through a workout to be suitable for normal play. ”

The phrase "physical strength is far lower than the normal level...... sounds a little awkward, and I read it several times before I suddenly understood, isn't this what it means to be disabled?

Energetic is really angry and funny, although he was born with a crippled mental strength and is not suitable for becoming a magician, but he still relied on his fighting talent to successfully enter the Warrior Department of Oakland Academy, and after only one month of enrollment, he was affirmed by the freshman instructor Rodriguez, calling him a promising freshman.

I didn't expect that in this virtual game, it would be called a cripple......

"I wonder if Instructor Rodriguez will be evaluated as crippled if he comes......" Dry said as he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the blacksmith's shop.

The blacksmith was a little deserted, and there was no such thing as the sparks and fires that he had imagined, and the old blacksmith was leaning against the anvil and smoking his pipe, and occasionally he coughed out one or two, and the sound was like a bellows in the blacksmith's shop, with a hint of a broken sound, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for him when he heard the energy.

It wasn't until he pushed open the door of the blacksmith shop that the old man opened his cloudy eyes: "If you don't open the furnace today, you will come back tomorrow if you want to beat something." ”

I hit a nail when I entered the door, and I changed my previous energy, so I guess I would have turned around and left.

It is also thanks to the appearance of the crime, since this incident, the energy has not grown in any other way, and the face is much thicker, the old blacksmith ignored it, and he still had a smile on his face: "I don't shoot anything in the first place, I came to learn to strike iron from you." ”

"Oh?" I thought I would be rejected, but I didn't expect the old blacksmith to hear this, but his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, and he stopped smoking, staring at Gao De for a long time, and then shook his head with some regret: " I can't imagine that there are still young people who are willing to come to learn to make iron, but it's a pity, young man, your health is too poor, not suitable for the industry of blacksmithing, and I have been a blacksmith all my life, old man, I know how hard a blacksmith is, with your physical condition, you may not be able to last even a day, so it's better to learn other crafts early......"

"Is your body too bad?" When the system elf said that his physical strength was far lower than the normal level just now, he was still a little unimpressed, but now even the old blacksmith said so, and his motivation couldn't help but feel a little weak, but he still quickly responded: "As long as you are willing to teach me, I can suffer anything!"

"Yes, since you can endure any hardship...... the old blacksmith closed his cloudy eyes again, and leaned listlessly against the anvil and smoked, in the smoke, there was a slight sound from time to time in the pipe, and I don't know how long it took before the old blacksmith opened his eyes and pointed at a hammer in the corner of the wall with his pipe: "Then you bring me the hammer first." ”

"Yes!"

Energetic walked to the corner of the wall, trying to pick up the hammer on the ground, which stood up half a man high.

Who knew that the heaviness of the hammer was far beyond his expectations, with the strength of a third-level warrior, two or three hundred catties of things were not a problem at all, but now that the strength of the hammer had exhausted all his strength, he could only barely lift the handle of the hammer, as for picking up the hammer whole, it was simply an impossible task.

It is estimated that the weight of this hammer is at least more than 1,000 catties.

What is the concept of a blacksmith who beats iron with a hammer of a thousand pounds?

But Qianjin's surname is also stubborn, as if he knew that he was born with a mental disability, but he never stopped meditating, and he always believed that he would one day be able to feel the existence of magical elements.

He couldn't pick up a hammer weighing a thousand pounds, but that didn't mean he would give up.

I saw him gritting his teeth, his forehead rose to the ground, and with a loud shout, the hands that grabbed the handle of the hammer slammed hard, only to hear a piercing sound, and the hammer, which weighed a thousand pounds, was dragged by him a few inches.

If you can't lift it up, can't you drag it out? Although the distance of a few inches is insignificant, it is enough for the energy.

The old blacksmith's pipe was still ringing, but there was an imperceptible hint of approval in his cloudy eyes.

It only took a few steps to get to the corner, but it took two hours to drag the thousand-pound hammer back.

What is the difference between a hammer weighing 1,000 catties and a weight of 2 or 300 catties?

When he finished the last step, he collapsed, and the feeling was like when he first entered the Auckland Academy, Instructor Rodriguez let himself run around the academy fifty times, and the last trace of strength in his body seemed to be drained, and he only saw a colorful light flashing in front of him, and he couldn't hear anything in his ears, only a "buzzing" sound......

Sitting on the ground, stretching his legs weakly, gasping for breath, no blacksmith in the city of Oakland seemed to have such a hammer to strike iron, I don't know if the city was too small, or there was no blacksmith in the world who used a hammer of this weight.

I don't know how long it took for the old blacksmith to slowly put down the pipe in his hand.

"From today onwards, you are my old Black's apprentice. After saying this, the old blacksmith bent down and picked up the hammer, which weighed a thousand pounds, and the hammer, which had taken two hours to drag from the corner of the wall, was so handy in the old blacksmith's hand, that his wrists shook again and again, as if he were holding a feather duster in his hand, not a hammer that could smash people into meat sauce with one hammer.

I saw him casually pick up a piece of pig iron from the anvil and throw it into the furnace: "Make a fire." ”

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