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Feng Yu was led to a tent by Nicole, who told him that this would be his future residence.

After Nicole left, Feng Yu looked at the tents leaking air everywhere and silently took out his own tent.

Fortunately, the animal skin tent was big enough to accommodate Feng Yu's tent.

The inflatable mattress and pillow are now exclusive to Nicole, and Feng Yu can only use the sleeping bag as a mattress. Fortunately, he is in good health now, and he is used to sleeping in the wilderness for so many days. This night he slept well. Extraordinarily fragrant.

Early the next morning, Feng Yu was woken up by Nicole.

I still had breakfast with Nicole and Mr. Anthony. It was something similar to oatmeal, bland and tasteless, and completely not in line with Feng Yu's appetite.

He glanced around while eating, and saw that everyone was eating this kind of food, and he was very impressed by Mr. Anthony.

After eating, Anthony called Feng Yu and Nicole to the tent again and told them not to tell anyone about his body and that Feng Yu was a visitor from another world.

Everyone in the camp, including Anthony, has their own things to do. His secondary profession is a potion master, and he usually prepares some potions for people in the camp to cure diseases and injuries.

As for higher-end potions, this is not an elven forest, and there are no decent potion materials. Mr. Anthony is a cow, but even the great magician cannot make potions with low bushes.

Nicole will meditate and practice in the morning to improve her magic ability as soon as possible. Although this process will be extremely long, Xiao Nizi smiled and said that she is used to it.

Moreover, Nicole also has a magic class in the afternoon, and the students are a group of half-year-old children.

Feng Yu's cultivation is going on all the time, whether he is sleeping or squatting on the toilet. If he takes the initiative to practice, it will not speed up much, and it will not slow down much when he lets it go.

The people in the camp were very curious about him, but no one came to arrange tasks for him, so he was the only one in the whole camp doing nothing and wandering around.

By the way, there is also Allen, the chatty halfling patriarch whose name means handsome, who takes the initiative to be his guide.

This guy stopped grazing and took Feng Yu around the camp.

There are nearly 2 people in the camp, which are divided into several areas and distributed in the wilderness, but they are not far from each other. Standing at a higher place, you can have a panoramic view of the entire camp.

Through observation, Feng Yu also gained a general understanding of the productivity of the world along the way.

What surprised Feng Yu was that the dwarves had a blacksmith workshop located behind a mound. It was said that it was built here to reduce the impact of sound on the camp. Feng Yuxin said that people in this world also understand noise pollution.

The fuel in the blacksmith's workshop is a kind of black stone, which burns in the red hearth. The flame that emerges is blue and emits amazing heat.

No wonder the dwarves can already make iron tools. It turns out that they have developed ore energy and used the otherworldly version of coal.

But Feng Yu learned that here, this thing is called flint in the Gerien continent.

He observed that the dwarves not only forged sharp arrows through repeated folding and forging, but also used a flat tip to strike something like a steel plate, and also used a saw blade-like thing to cut them, and by bending, Made into armor pieces, there is already a finished armor on the side. It is a model used by dwarves.

The dwarves working in the blacksmith workshop proudly told Feng Yu that the arrows their dwarves had folded and forged hundreds of times could easily shoot through wallets and thin armor. They were the favorites of the strong archers among the elven bows. The elven strong archers who forge arrows are a nightmare for human light cavalry and ordinary soldiers.

The dwarves also gave Feng Yu a dagger they made. The cloud pattern on the dagger was exceptionally beautiful, and the blade shone with cold light.He grinned and pulled out a piece of hair and scratched it on the edge of the sword. The hair broke into two sections, and the dagger also made a short whistle.

Feng Yu gave the dwarf blacksmith a thumbs up, and the dwarf blacksmith smiled honestly, patted Feng Yu and loudly sighed that he knew the goods, and gave him a dagger with a leather sheath, which Feng Yu hung on his belt.

Because of his height, the position where the dwarves photographed Feng Yu was awkward, but he did it deliberately.

Feng Yu is not very interested in such backward things. He has no foundation in wielding a sword. He is afraid that if he accidentally hurts himself, he will just rely on his own strength and cut himself off with the sword. , but it would be a big death.

Feng Yu is interested in the dwarf muskets and the files that the dwarves use when cutting iron plates. When the tool is filed on the iron plate, it can cut a close section in one go. The effect is similar to the saw blades on Earth. At first glance, It is not made by ordinary forging process, the metal strength is very high.

As for the dwarf musket, Feng Yu was even more interested in it, and he even fired a shot.

At first, he thought that the dwarf muskets were ignited by a fire source, but he did not expect that the design concept of firearms was the same as that on Earth, and they were all ignited by a hammer strike.

However, the dwarf musket does not have the concept of bullets. The musket has a primer chamber and a connected powder chamber, and the projectiles are still spherical.

Feng Yu picked up the barrel of the gun and glanced inside at the sun. He was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.There are two spiral grooves on the inner wall of the barrel. Looking at the lines, it is clear that they are hand-cut rifling.

"Awesome, you actually know how to rely on rifling to rotate the projectile to ensure accuracy, awesome"

The dwarves originally wanted to show off the power of the dwarf muskets to open the eyes of this curious human from another continent. Unexpectedly, Feng Yu's soliloquy calmed the dwarves.

"How did you know"

Feng Yu carefully looked at the dwarf who was talking to him for a while, and tried to ask: "Chief Dick"

"It's me. I didn't expect you to recognize me."

The dwarves looked like stone blocks that had become spirits. How could Feng Yu recognize them clearly? He recognized Dick because the leader's beard had a special braid with a small copper hoop on it.

Looking at the poverty of the entire camp, Feng Yu didn't think that thing was gold.

Feng Yu smiled awkwardly, picked up a small branch, took out the dagger given by the dwarf, cut out the shape of the earth's bullet head in a few strokes and handed it to Dick, saying: "This shape of projectile flies more stably and penetrates Better permeability.”

Dick looked at the bullet Feng Yu gave him over and over and said, "It's difficult to make a bullet of this shape so balanced. The center of gravity is unstable and it will fly off."

Feng Yu just wanted to talk about the stamping process, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.

"What is this primer, and why does it explode and ignite the gunpowder when struck?"

After Feng Yu asked this question, Dick immediately looked at Feng Yu warily. Feng Yu also knew that he had said the wrong thing. He was suspected of inquiring into other people's core technology.