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Copper is an important raw material for making precision machinery, Mo Lin saw the copper mine as if he saw a baby, he greedily looked at the hill in front of him that was dug up half of the wall, this hill is a huge copper mine, a lot of copper ore is directly exposed outside, shining in the sun, reflected in Mo Lin's eyes, it is simply the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"So much copper ore, it's so cool." This was the first time Mo Lin had come to the Sunset Mountains, and when he saw such rich minerals, he immediately pounced.

Mo Lin used a pickaxe to knock on the exposed copper ore, and soon knocked down a lot of it. He carefully selected for a while, and found two small pieces of chalcopyrite in it. It's not a large amount, but it's enough mechanical parts to build the final work he has in mind.

"Well, that's probably enough." After two hours of busy work in the copper mine, Mo Lin had already obtained two pieces of brass and two pieces of high-grade bronze, which were enough for him.

After resting for a while, following the guidance of the map drawn by the ink axis, Mo Lin continued on the road. He was to rush to a nearby iron mine before sunset, where there was a hut specially prepared for the Ink Maker. If he didn't get there before sunset, he would have to sleep in the wilderness.

When "Huhu ......" passed a very steep hill, Mo Lin felt that the strength in his body was almost exhausted. If it is an ink master, you can go up with a single leap at this time, and it will not be too difficult for ordinary craftsmen to conquer this road. However, for Mo Lin, who is a very simple path for others, and his strength and endurance are inferior to ordinary people, it is really hard enough.

Looking at the hillside overhead, looking at the almost vertical slope, Mo Lin really had a little headache.

"How do I get there?" Mo Lin only felt that the flesh on both legs was trembling, and the joints up and down his body were aching faintly. This is still the result of his hard work for more than half a year, if it weren't for those sweaty exercises, he would have been paralyzed to the ground at this moment.

Although his body is not as good as that of people, Mo Linsheng has a flexible brain, he carefully measured the angle, untied the belt and tied it firmly to the pickaxe. When he had tied it up, he threw it up the slope with all his might, hoping to catch a tree.

After seven or eight attempts in a row, the pickaxe finally hooked something. Mo Lin tugged hard, feeling that he could support his weight, so he wrapped one end of the belt around his waist, and after tying it, he looked for the gap between the mountains and rocks, and slowly climbed up.

After a lot of effort, Mo Lin finally climbed the steep slope. As soon as he came to the flat ground, Mo Lin sat down on the ground, panting while suffering the pain of his body's joints, and rested for half an hour before he could barely get on the road again, and at this time, the sky had gradually darkened.

"We have to hurry up, or we will have to live in the woods." Mo Lin looked at the dense and deep forests on both sides of the path, and felt a little hairy in his heart.

Mo Lin has heard that the Sunset Mountains are very quiet during the day, and once it is night, all kinds of wild beasts will come out to feed, and it will become a very dangerous place. So in any case, he had to get to the iron mines before the sun went down completely.

The sun is shifting westward little by little, and the peaks of the Sunset Mountains are blocking more and more sunlight, although it has not yet completely sunset, but Mo Lin, who is in the mountains, has found that the light is getting darker and darker.

"Woo...... There was a roar of a beast in the distance, Mo Lin couldn't hear what beast was howling, but experience told him that it must not be a docile herbivore.

Mo Lin quickened his pace under his feet, although his physical strength could no longer keep up, he gritted his teeth, and finally saw the outline of the iron mine in the distance in the distance before the light completely dimmed.

"It's finally here." Before coming to the iron ore field, Mo Lin saw at a glance that a wooden hut was located at the intersection. In the hearts of travelers, this is simply a place as happy as a fairyland.

The hut was equipped with all kinds of tithes, rice and water tanks in the corners, which were well stocked with rice and water, and cupboards with spicy seeds and pickled vegetables for rice, all for the inkers and craftsmen who went into the mountains in search of minerals.

It was already completely dark outside, and Mo Lin took out the flint and lit the oil lamp on the table. There was some dry firewood in the corner of the house, and Mo Lin piled the dry firewood into the stove and lit it, intending to make a fire for cooking.

"Woohoo!" A wolf howl rang out in the woods not far from the house.

Mo Lin leaned over the window to look, it was pitch black outside, and he couldn't see anything. Still, Mo Lin felt that there were countless glowing green eyes staring at the hut. Although he knew that the beast did not dare to approach the place where there was fire, Mo Lin's heart was still a little hairy.

"It's a pity that it's not the ink one, otherwise you wouldn't have to be afraid of these beasts. But sooner or later, I'm going to make the most powerful magic weapons, and I don't have to be afraid of them then. Mo Lin secretly cheered for himself.

The fire in the stove was getting stronger and stronger, and Mo Lin quickly cooked the rice, and got some spicy seeds and pickled vegetables to eat.

The wild beasts in the mountains and forests also seemed to smell the aroma of the food, and the wolf howls were getting closer and closer, one higher than the other, and if you listened carefully, it seemed that there were no less than a hundred wild wolves wandering nearby. It was also mixed with the low roars of other beasts, one after another, which made people feel creepy.

"Let your cries be my next meal." Mo Lin gradually got used to the wolf howl, and said to himself easily.

Mo Lin walked for a day, and was already very hungry, so he took a big bite of rice and quickly ate a big bowl. As soon as another bowl was served, I heard a clang, and the door of the hut opened.

The first thought that came to Mo Lin's mind was a beast attack, and he almost subconsciously felt the dagger on his waist.

"Young man, don't mess around, it's not good to hurt people."

An old man with unkempt gray hair on his head, a large dirty white beard on his chin, and white eyebrows hanging down to his neck came in.

The old man was wearing a cloth coat of no apparent color, with several patches on it, and a gourd in his left hand. Mo Lin's nose was tipped, and he could smell the aroma of wine.

The wooden door creaked shut behind the old man, and with a smile on his face, he walked unceremoniously to the stove, sniffed hard, reached out and took a bowl, filled a bowl of rice, and spread a layer of pickles and spicy seeds on the rice like Mo Lin, and then sat opposite Mo Lin.

Mo Lin looked at this uninvited guest directly, and it wasn't until he sat down that he asked, "May I ask this old man...... Are you also from the Ink Village? ”