Journey to the Half-Elf Plane

Chapter No.16

Jamie asked a beggar to find Quaid. The beggar was too scared to go there, and another beggar who was bolder ran to wake Quaid.After a while, Quaid, who was hungover, came over in a bad mood.

Quaid walked forward while cursing. He kicked the body without scruple, as if to confirm whether it was dead. Then he squatted down and carefully handled the beggar's body. He stretched his hand to the cross-shaped opening in the abdomen of the body and carefully looked inside. It took a while.

Seeing this situation, the beggars around them became even more frightened. Following Quaid's sinister gaze, they unconsciously stepped back.

Quaid grabbed the beggar closest to him. The beggar was so frightened that he cried loudly: "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

Quaid suddenly laughed with a twisted expression on his face, and he punched Beggar in the face, "You think I did it, do you think I did it? Say it, little bastard."

The beggar was beaten until he was dying, and Jamie had to step forward to stop him, "Quaid, stop, he is going to die."

"That's just right. Let these little brats see how I kill people. I will beat you to pieces bit by bit and break the bones bit by bit. This is my Quaid way, not to kill people." Empty his stomach.”

Quaid kicked him again and kicked the beggar who was beaten beyond recognition, "Besides, the internal organs of you brats are so stinky, how much are they worth?"

"As for the dead little kid on the ground, he must have gone out to look for food at night and was killed by someone. It's really unlucky."

Quaid said to Jamie again: "Find a few cubs, bury the bodies, and let them control their mouths, otherwise I will cut off their little tongues with a knife."

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Loki's heart is full of coldness. This is fate. From time to time, misery will be shown to you. The most terrifying thing is that you are unable to resist and struggle.

His pace quickened a little more, and the hunger in his belly was like burning fire. He didn't plan to stay in the chaotic shabby house any longer, so he went straight to the Wildhammer weapons store without eating.

"You little half-elf bastard, eat slowly, eat slowly, you can eat like this before you even work."

The old dwarf still looked hard-spoken and soft-hearted. His big white beard stood tall and he was grabbing breakfast on the table with Loki.

After drinking a small pot of goat's milk, Loki wiped his mouth and finally stopped, "Father Wildhammer, have you finished the reduced arm crossbow?"

"It's still early. The other human apprentices are very clumsy, so I can only polish the parts bit by bit. And I don't have a job like yours. It will take at least a month to complete it."

Loki quickly put away the tableware and said quickly: "Now that I'm here, I can definitely save you more effort."

The bustle in the blacksmith's hut soon began.

Under the astonished gaze of the old dwarf, Loki showed extraordinary talent, from being unfamiliar to being extremely skilled.

The strength of the half-elf boy is far inferior to that of an ordinary blacksmith. He does not have the physical strength to continue swinging the hammer to forge steel. However, in other aspects, such as assisting with processes, making small objects, or polishing parts, the half-elf boy quickly becomes extraordinary. Performance.

It only took him less than a morning to become the best assistant of Old Wildhammer. At the same time, the size of the parts polished by the half-elf boy was not bad at all, and some of the subsequent movements were like replicating the old dwarf.

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p; To say this, Loki's visual image function certainly contributes the most.

The retina can always mark a row of clear numbers on any object and assist in image recording and analysis functions.In addition, he not only used his ears to record the experiences spoken by the old dwarf, but his eyes were also like perfect replicators, collecting and analyzing every movement of the old dwarf.

"Ultron, collect the tactile data on the skin of your hands and remind me when enough tactile functions are optimized."

"It is being executed, Master. It is expected that 69% of the data collection progress will be needed, and it is expected to be completed within two days."

What the old dwarf said before was correct. Loki did have the talent of a blacksmith apprentice, and his diligence greatly reduced Father Wildhammer's workload.

Of course, the quantum biological computer is not perfect. The half-elf boy is a novice after all. No matter how powerful the image digital system is, it is not as good as the old dwarf who has been a blacksmith for nearly a hundred years. There are also mistakes in it. With the help of the old dwarf, Loki But he quickly remembered the essentials and changed his mind.

During the lunch break, the old dwarf took a sip of rum and laughed loudly: "What did I say, half-elf boy, you will indeed become the best apprentice. If you develop enough strength, you will become a blacksmith." possible."

The general lifespan of a dwarf is about 200 years. According to his other apprentices, Father Wildhammer is already about 150 years old. His body is considered good for an ordinary dwarf of the same age, but he cannot resist the anesthesia of strong alcohol and drinks happily. After drinking two large pots, he fell into a deep sleep, snoring loudly.

Loki was grinding the metal parts bit by bit with a file. The scaled-down version of the arm crossbow made the process exponentially more complicated. Every part must be flawless. At the same time, some parts with high load-bearing capacity also require higher strength, which is slightly less. Pay attention and it will become a piece of waste.

There is not only a digital scale on the retina, but also after further analysis and reasoning by Ultron, this scaled-down version of the arm crossbow actually has room for optimization. Some parts can be placed more reasonably and reduce the chance of the arm crossbow jamming when using it.

In the past, Loki's hands-on ability was really mediocre, and he was not very interested in some technical information on the Internet, but at least he had watched some videos of crossbows. The arc-shaped bow arms and bow strings of ordinary crossbows were the top priority, so he decided to shoot directly. Crossbow stability, accuracy and power.

The bowstring of the arm crossbow is made of dried animal sinews. Old Wildhammer specifically explained the importance of it. Loki also worked extremely seriously. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and had to admit that this was an important task. It was a very complicated and boring job. He tore off the dried tendons bit by bit, then knitted and kneaded the two strands together, and kneaded and kneaded them again and again...

The afternoon sun was as hot as fire, and the thick fog in the sky of Fog Castle dissipated, revealing a patch of blue and scorching heat.

After finishing the basic preparations for the bow string, the old dwarf would need to soak it in grease later. Looking at Wildhammer, who was still sleeping and snoring, Loki stretched, gently opened the door and left.

The circus in the afternoon was also full of people, but the female dwarf Olivia was not here. Loki quietly walked around the circus. Apart from performers or busy people, only the Minotaur stayed in the room inside. He was looking through the room. He was holding a pile of written papyrus on the table.

Loki's eyes glanced quickly. Without looking carefully, some information was immediately displayed on the retinal image. These papyri were leaflets from different churches. Some of the contents of the holy gospels would be printed on them, and some critical matters or other matters might be printed on them. Church text.

The tauren Duncan looked up and found Loki, and said impatiently: "Half-elf kid, why are you here again? But it's a bad luck for you to come. The leader is not here today."