Something's wrong with my undead

Although Teacher Xia chose to entrust the task to Dailin, he was not idle either.

As a good multi-threader, he told stories to his brothers while checking what Dailin said wrong and reminded her.

This made it convenient for Heine——

He was doing three things at once. Besides listening openly and secretly, he would also combine Teacher Xia's reminders to judge which ones were true and which ones were made up to fool him.

In short, if you ignore the little actions behind the scenes of each party, it looks like everyone is working very hard on their work reports, creating a happy scene.

Soon, Teacher Xia finished talking about his experience of going south, and then immediately asked:

"Hurry, hurry, where did you get the dragon materials? Do you have any left?"

Zhuoyang: "Don't worry, how could I forget you about this. The dragon's fang belongs to Buqina. I have shared the information about this dragon in the group. It was summarized by Sister Hui based on the existing intelligence. We are just waiting for the dog group and Brother Wei to return from the north to complete it.

"According to Buzina herself, she saved a total of 24 teeth during the tooth replacement period. Heine only tricked 6 of them. President Sa left two for you. In addition, there are dragon scales and other keratin. The quality looks not very good. After removing the weathered layer on the outside, the core part is just enough."

Mr. Sa: "What I left for you is of the best quality. What do you think?"

Teacher Xia: "Don't worry, I think you may have been deceived."

Mr. Sa: "What? Can this material be fake?"

Teacher Xia: "It should be true, but it may not be useful. Let me put it this way, the teeth needed for the Dragon Tooth Dagger are pulled out from the mouth of the 'renegade' Ottonohe, who is an adult level 8 dragon and a melee copper dragon. I have read the information of this Buqina, and she is obviously a magic black dragon, so her profession is not suitable.

"Secondly, I'm not being professionally discriminatory. The baby dragon's fangs can be used to make arrowheads for hunters, but it's a stretch to use them to make daggers. There won't be much left after one round of refining in the furnace. I can only say that you're not very professional in this area, and the dragon actually took advantage of you."

...

You are so good, Buzina, you actually tricked me?

Heine asked himself honestly and realized that he just wanted to have a fair deal with the other party, but he didn't expect that this little female dragon would play tricks on him.

It turns out that I’m not getting this old in vain. I was just being careless.

Fortunately, he had a trick up his sleeve - the other party didn't know that Cayetano had turned into Lloyd, and thought that his predecessor was receiving treatment.

He didn't tell them right away because he was afraid the other party wouldn't be able to accept it. But now he has a legitimate reason to negotiate.

...

Teacher Xia: "... This shouldn't be the case, my Shaman. Didn't you accept the dragon hunting mission at the farmhouse? Didn't you brush up Olaf's reputation?"

Mr. Sa: "I chose the Bow of Sigh, man."

Hunters in Eagle House have two epic quest lines to choose from, one is Dances with Dragons and the other is A Sigh in the Wind.

The former points to Olaf, the dwarven dragon hunter, who will eventually pass the Sky Trial at Thunderstrike Peak in the south.

The latter points to the long-gone jungle wind Saberia, who will eventually go to Eagle Mouth Mountain to pass the elemental trial.

Although Mr. Sa passed the Elemental Trial at a mere level three, because he skipped the intermediate steps, he failed to obtain the Bow of Sigh, but instead obtained a soul beast and a soul version of Saberia.

Teacher Xia: "But this won't affect your reputation with Olaf and your ability to get the '100 Questions About Dragons' from him, right? ( questions you must answer about dragons)?"

President Sa: "One is to cross mountains and rivers with a stinky drunkard dwarf, and the other is to live with a long-legged elf sister for a long time. What would you choose?"

Teacher Xia: "Of course I chose to take my elf sister with me to cross the mountains and rivers with the dwarf drunkard!"

Mr. Sa: "What the hell!? I forgot you really have..."

Catching the Sheep: "It's broken, I installed it for him."

The three people's eyes fell on Dailin, who seemed to have detected the sensory lock and shook for no reason, as if the signal was unstable.

"Are you okay? Are you too tired? Do you want him to speak instead?" Heine asked.

"It's okay, why would I feel tired?" Dai Lin asked doubtfully: "I am a soul body..."

Fine.

Seeing that this silly girl didn't appreciate it and was willing to be a tool, Heine didn't know what to say.

He was originally worried that Teacher Xia, this silly boy, would be cheated by a woman, but now he no longer worries about that.

"I basically understand the situation."

He interrupted the other party and opened the box directly, exposing the chain and hammer to everyone's sight.

A halo lingered on the black chain. As long as Heine gave the order, the spirit that had been prepared for a long time would purify it at all costs.

Considering how filthy it was, it would probably just eat away at it.

As for this hammer...

Although it is silver, the Yuan Ling does not resist it.

But it was extremely cold, without the fluctuations of the elemental creations that Heine was familiar with.

"You mean, it can talk and is related to the 'Ruined Palace'?" Heine looked at Teacher Xia.

"Yes, it mistook me for one of its kind, and was surprised by Daelin's existence."

Heine thought thoughtfully: "It seems that in its cognition, cold instruments should communicate in that way?"

"Yes."

After receiving the affirmation, Heine began to study the hammer.

But no matter how many greetings he sent to the other party using the signal transmitter, they fell on deaf ears.

Even if you use your senses to wrap and stimulate the other party, it's like rubbing the back of an old man who is stubborn and won't respond at all.

Heine couldn't help scratching his head.

Why did the hammer become mute now that McCalla is here?

Is it also socially phobic?

"By the way, how much do you know about the Ruined Palace? How about you?"

Heine looked at Anahui again.

Today is no longer the era when we need to create opportunities by using indirect means.

He can just be a freeloader!

However, Huihui shook her head and frowned slightly:

"That's probably difficult because... everything now is so different from what I remember, and I'm not sure if it's true."

...

President Sa: "No, Sister Hui, could it be that even the copy information is fake? Even if Veritas is so powerful, it's impossible for him to do this, right?"

Huihui: "Well, have you noticed that in all the dungeons related to the 'truth of the world' - such as the Sancha River dungeon group, Solins Peak, the Battle of the Holy City, and the ruins of Ati Town, the Ruined Palace, Delmines, etc., the mage NPCs provide great assistance and the rewards are extremely generous?"

Mr. Sa: “It seems to be the case…”

Huihui: "As for other dungeons, such as the Three Withered Scars, the Branch of Eternal Dawn, the Battle of the Sky, etc., which should have been rescued vigorously, the mages are either slacking off or secretly making trouble. It's a big help if they don't come to cause trouble?"

Zhuoyang: "Are you saying that just like the NPC in the History and Culture Department who has been going crazy for years, the people of Veritas are intentionally preventing players from discovering history and the truth?"

Huihui: "Yes, all the collections of the ruins copies were taken away and sealed by the people of the Institute of Truth in advance. They were already searching for information when we were fighting the boss. When we, the researcher players, looked for information, all we found were the professors' translated documents. It's better to say that they were 'edited' than translated.

"For example, they say that Mad King Dictatura was an ancient king from 1,400 years ago, and his empire was vast, and 'Old Macara' was just a county under his rule. He was also very brave and good at fighting, and he had 3,000 beauties in his harem, and he treated dwarves, elves, and orcs with no regard for them - do you believe this?"

President Sa: "This is indeed a bit outrageous... According to Saberia's information, the lord here was still 'Grand Duke Macara' at that time, and even the Whispering Forest was his hunting ground."

Huihui: “Yeah, so now you know how desperate I was when I found out that the ancient history I researched was all made up? What’s even more desperate is that I can’t tell you yet, and you don’t pay attention to these things…”

...

After hearing this and looking at the hammer that didn't move at all, Heine suddenly came up with an idea!

"You mean, your 'past' history is very different from what you know now?" he continued to ask Huihui.

"Uh, yes."

"Okay, then you start talking in front of this hammer, telling him about the false history you knew in the past. The more detailed the better, and the more outrageous the better."

Huihui was a little confused, but she did as she was told.

She began to recite the dilapidated palace from her memory.

"The story begins 1,400 years ago..."

She only spoke for five minutes before the hammer gave out.

"Mother Earth, what are you talking about!"

"How could our king be such a shameless guy? Your wild history is too wild!"

"You damn orc, if it were in the past, I would have had the guards pull out your tongue and nail it to a tree and seal it with glue!"

The text bubbles are fast and dense, like a plug-in that was hastily launched without interface adaptation, and the characters are even squeezed together.

However, in this way, one person can "see" how anxious the other person is.

It's really anxious!

...

Zhuoyang: "I suddenly understand. If someone whispers in my ear that the Republic of Korea is one of the Seven Kingdoms of the Warring States Period, I will also jump up and give him a shield strike."

President Sa: "Doesn't that mean they have been our ancestors since ancient times..."

Zhuoyang: "...You have such a unique way of thinking! It has to be you!"

...

Heine had no time to complain about Brother Yang, and said with a smile:

"Can't hold it anymore? Don't you want to hear something more exciting later?"

After a brief silence, the hammer spoke:

"Where is this place? Who are you?"

"Please introduce yourself first. As for here... I'm not sure if you know 'McKala'."

"McKara? As expected... I know this place, and I know what you want to ask, but I'm sorry, there are many things I can't say because it will bring disaster to me and my people."

"Disaster?"

Heine's heart moved.

If the mouth is the source of trouble, then he seems to understand the other person's troubles.

He has seen several similar incidents so far.

Jin Ya, Kalu as mentioned by Teacher Xia, and the fifth-level ancestor who mastered the "secret of the summoning ritual" also became lost souls because of saying the wrong thing in McCala.

This curse-like sealing technique had an instantaneous effect outside of McCalla, as if the executioner was watching them at all times.

But in Macara, even if the surveillance is cut off, there is no guarantee that the person being cursed will be silenced as well.

"Then tell us what you can say," Heine said. "For example, your name - is that also a secret? As you can see, everything we know about the 'Ruined Palace' is fabricated, so we can't know your name, right?"

It seemed that these words put the hammer at ease. After a while, it replied:

"I seem to be able to sense your sincerity. Thank you for your understanding. I am the King's chief forger, Marius, but you should be more familiar with my common name - Lakaz."

...

Teacher Xia: "Fuck, Lakaz? Lakaz is actually a hammer!?"

Zhuoyang: "Then I can't help but ask, did Lakaz make those equipment and props by himself or did someone else use him to make them? Why is there only his signature?"

...

Heine was also surprised. Following the player's train of thought, he pretended to understand the other party's implication and said:

"'We are more familiar', you mean you use this name to communicate with the outside world?"

"Yes, even though I'm locked up, I know most of what's going on in this world."

Teacher Xia: "Did Kalu tell you?"

"Yes, that boy has my blood flowing in his veins. Did you see his blue hair? Lord Marius also had flowing sapphire blue hair back then."

Teacher Xia: "It's broken! I beat its descendants to death. How can we still talk about this?"

Zhuoyang: "Don't worry, talk to me boldly. After so many generations, it shouldn't recognize this cheap grandson. Besides, it treats me as one of its own kind. How can it be a normal person?"

Teacher Xia: “That’s true!”

So he continued, "How did you get in touch with Ian Hoddle? Didn't you exchange letters?"

Lacaz was obviously surprised and asked, "How do you know that Ian and I have correspondence?"

Teacher Xia quickly took out Ian's letter of recommendation, spread it out and handed it to Hammer.

As if to identify the authenticity, a ball of flame emerged from the silver-white hammer and burned the letter paper. In the process, the characters turned into magical projections, glowing like the words typed by the skeletons.

Lakaz was silent for a moment and said:

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. Since you have been recognized by Ian, you must be trustworthy."

Heine: “So can you go a little deeper?”

Lakaz: "That's not something I can say, but I agree to provide you with some help."

Heine was startled: "What help?"

So far, no one has mentioned that Macara needs a high-level blacksmith, and the perception of this hammer seems to be only related to the fluctuations of the elemental spirit. Why did it suddenly turn the topic to this?

Could it also hear the players talking? ? ?

Lakaz: "Aren't you guys the ones who keep urging me to go check the warehouse?"

Heine: "Huh?"

He suddenly thought of a possibility...

Quelkus! ?

"You mean, there's another voice communicating with you?"

"Yes, it sounds like a child. Let him be quiet for a while and stop making noise. The old man's spirit can't stand being tortured like this."

Heine was just about to express his relief that his child had finally grown up when he heard Loulton chatting with him privately.

"This is my instruction. You don't have to thank me."

"..."

...

The group rushed to the warehouse carrying the boxes.

What's piled up here is not just charging stones and gold. The warehouse next to these supplies is even filled with spoils from a year ago - they haven't even used up all the gains from that time when they attacked the Withered Scar during the freezing weather.

There were no large-scale battles during this period, and coupled with the rapid development of Yuanling technology, the local armaments of Macara have always been lame -

Advanced spiritual technology and weak forging level.

Lakaz: "Can you cut my chains? I know you have the ability to do so."

"of course."

Heine did so.

The chain was corroded almost instantly, but then the white light on the hammer dyed the remaining chain white, preventing the chain from being further destroyed.

From there they float and quiver, looking like the tentacles and wings of Lakaz.

The released forging hammer slowly flew out of the box, and it didn't look excited.

But when its "tentacles" quickly touched these stored materials, the hammer body could not help but tremble:

"Mother Earth, are you...are you the hamster people of the Sangui Plateau!?"

It was deeply shocked!