The Fourth Calamity

"Yiyong, I have already promised Mr. Feng Zhu that I won't be a pillar." Xitu felt very bald.

"No." Tomioka Yoshiyuki retorted, "You have to become a pillar."

"why?"

"Because the strongest person in the breath of water is the pillar, you beat me, and you are the pillar," Tomioka Yoshiyuki said stubbornly.

"I've said it all, I have an appointment first..."

Infinite loop.

Feng Zhu went from being dazed at the beginning to eating melons quietly with a small bench in the back, to see when the two brothers would finish their quarrel.

Junichiro Sato stopped training and watched the quarrel between the two curiously. It turned out that Zhu, who had always thought scary, was not so unreasonable.

On the contrary, a little naive?

Zhenzhu wanted to persuade the fight at the beginning, but was beaten back by Brother Yiyong's straightforward words, and joined the team of Fengzhu eating melons, a little weakly said: "I also heard about Brother Yiyong from the teacher before."

"I didn't expect it to be an iron-headed kid, right?" Feng Zhu was eating sunflower seeds slowly, and the two brothers seemed to be about to fight.

Makoto nodded hesitantly.

"Because Zhu...it shouldn't be me."

"Snapped--"

Feng Zhu and the onlookers shuddered in fright, this was the first time they saw Sato get so angry.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka covered his face, staring blankly at Sato.

"What do you take Zhu's name for? Do you think that anyone can be a Zhu?" Veins appeared on Sato's forehead, and he pinched Tomioka Yoshiyuki's shoulders desperately, "You are a water column, don't Saying that you shouldn’t and don’t deserve such words, otherwise you’ll be embarrassing your teacher.”

"But... it's all because of me, because I fainted from the very beginning." Tomioka said bravely, "The strongest brother lost his hand, his strength regressed, and I, a coward, became a pillar..."

"Don't cling to the past, Yiyong." Sato sighed, knowing that the guilt of the past has been entangled with Yiyong, and helplessly rubbed his junior brother's head, "If you can't beat the past self, you are really turned into a coward."

"You have to overcome the humiliation of the past to become strong."

Sato showed a smile and patted his arm: "I have come out of the past, this time it's your turn. I have an agreement with others first, and as a man, I will not violate the agreement. I understand. ?"

Tomioka Yoshiyuki nodded hesitantly, suddenly remembered something, and said, "But I think the lord already knows that you have defeated Xia Xiansan, so I will still let you be the pillar."

Before the words were finished, the cry of crows came from the sky.

"Sakura~Candle Wind! My lord summons me!"

Surprised the lord, Feng Zhu sighed with regret.

This sigh seemed to have misunderstood the two people present, and Zhenzhu clenched his small fist: "Mr. Zhufeng, don't worry, even if the senior brother becomes the pillar, there are still us, and I will protect you."

Sato Junichiro said firmly: "Teacher, I will protect you too!"

Feng Zhu rolled his eyes at Sato: "Come on, it's just you? It's enough for a sniper to protect himself. And have you finished training, have you finished elementary school mathematics, can you calculate distance and wind speed, and junior high school physics?"

Sato was hit hard, holding his textbook sullenly and ran to continue studying.

Feng Zhu stretched out his hand to touch Zhen Zhu's hair: "Thank you for your kindness, but there is no need for it. You can protect me by writing two more test papers."

Makoto: ...Can I take back what I just said?

First, Feng Zhu went down to meet the lord under Yin's lead, while Saitu waited outside.

Feng Zhu is still wondering why the lord is looking for him. He can't really make a small report because of righteousness and bravery. The little old man in the male mask knelt outside the lord's room, blowing his beard and staring when he saw him.

Feng Zhu has question marks all over his head, who are you?

"Is it Candle Wind?" Ubuyashiki's voice came from the room, Feng Zhu ignored the old man, and also knelt and sat in the corridor outside the room door, but his posture was neither fish nor fowl.

Compared with the last meeting, Ubuyashiki's mental state has improved a lot, and there is a familiar elementary school math book on the table.

Feng Zhu's eyes could not help but stick to it, hesitant to speak.

"Ah, do you care about this?" Yoya Miyayashiki picked up the book, "It's because everyone is studying, and as the protagonist, of course I have to keep up with the progress."

"As expected of you, my lord," Feng Zhu gave a thumbs up, "So what can you do with me?"

The old man on the side coughed hard to show his presence.

"It's Mr. Tiezhen, the head of the knifesmith village, who wants to see you."

Hearing this, Feng Zhu looked at the little old man sitting next to him, and felt that his mask looked familiar: "Are you okay?"

Tiezhen took a deep breath, and then suddenly broke out: "Why did you talk to me, you unfilial son? You still know you want to come back!? I thought you died outside! You don't inherit your good knife forging skills, so you run to Go abroad to learn the technology of foreigners, you, you, you..."

Feng Zhu was confused by this series of words, at this moment, he suddenly remembered the identity he chose when he entered the map, and the mask of the fire man.

Originally, he did speculate whether this could be a knifesmith from the knifesmith village, but it was just a guess, and he almost forgot about it.

As he said that, the old man raised his crutches and was about to knock Feng Zhu's head. He closed his eyes subconsciously, but there was no pain in his head.

The old man put away his crutches, and used his small, calloused palm to take off the mask of the fire man who sealed the candle: "What an idiot...!"

Feng Zhu's original backing movement stopped, and his expression was stunned.

"We are family members. We will always understand you. Why do you need to go overseas alone without telling us?"

Feng Zhu stared blankly at the old man who was also wearing the mask of the fire man. Contrary to the reprimand just now, the old man's stroking movements were extremely gentle.

"It must be very tiring and uneasy to go to such a far place alone. It's okay. You did a great job." The old man gently hugged Feng Zhu and stroked his head, "No one will blame you .”

Feng Zhu opened his eyes slightly, a little at a loss, turned his head to look at the lord, just in time to meet his soft and tolerant eyes.

Before sealing the candle, it was strange that the lord gave him power so easily.

Ah, the original reason is here.

The lord probably sensed the source of his mask.

In the original book, all the craftsmen in Swordsmith Village wear fire mask to hide their appearance. Feng Zhu guessed that it was to prevent ghosts from coming to the door based on their appearance, so after choosing his identity, he guessed that the mask might be related to the Ghost Killing Squad, but no too sure.

Now it is confirmed that this is the hidden easter egg of the knife maker's identity.

"But! Don't think that the things you made can completely replace the Sun Wheel Knife!" The tenderness was only a moment, the little old man let go of Feng Zhu's head, and suddenly started to jump, "It's 1 years too early to steal our business You brat."

Feng Zhu let out a 'huh', and instantly withdrew from the soft mood just now, moved half of the mask aside, his expression became menacing, Yan Yi, whose facial features were full of shadows: "What are you talking about, you stinky old man, science is the only way to destroy The ghost king said, you craftsmen who have been eliminated by the times are more promising to work for me obediently!"

"What did you say?!"

"How about it!?"

Feng Zhu and the old boss refused to budge, as if they were about to fight in the next moment, using swords or guns to prove who was the protagonist of the era, and finally the protagonist's wife Tianyin came out to ease the atmosphere.

The old man turned his face awkwardly: "So do you want to go home?"

"No! Why go back, I'm the chief instructor of the Ghost Killing Squad now, and I want to help them train in Yin's base."

"Hmph, if you don't go, you won't go, who cares about you going back!" The old man snorted coldly.

The knife maker behind him whispered: "Then who was outside just now and kept saying why you haven't come yet..."

"you shut up!"

"Although I won't go back, you can come and play." Feng Zhu suddenly thought of something, tried not to smile too sinisterly, and deliberately showed weakness, "Actually, I miss you too."

Think of your workforce.

The old man's ears perked up, and he felt relieved: "Hey, I knew you still missed me, so let me go back with you later."

Feng Zhu kept a fascinated smile.

-

Like Feng Zhu back then, Kaitu entered the headquarters of the Ghost Slayer Squad blindfolded, and saw the leader of the Ghost Slayer Squad again after many years.

"Long time no see, Sato-kun, the last time we met was after the vine hit the mountain, it has been so long before I knew it." Ubuyashiki Yoya said with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

Sato knelt on the ground and said respectfully, "Yes."

"You are the strongest swordsman I have ever seen. I have always believed that even if you encounter a catastrophe, you will definitely be able to move on. Now it seems that my vision is not wrong. This time, you have encountered the third of the strings. And successfully defeated him, Yiyong has already explained to me, there is no doubt that you already have the power of the pillar level."

Sato lowered his eyes, acquiesced to the lord's words, and touched his cold right arm: "This is all thanks to this new arm, otherwise I wouldn't have won so easily, I really dare not take it."

He hesitated for a while, bent down solemnly, stretched his hands forward and put them together, put his forehead on the back of his hands, and made a standard soil seat salute: "Please forgive me... I can't accept Zhu's position."

"What's the reason?"

"I promised a person to protect him."

Miyashiki watched him quietly: "Why, can you give me a reason?"

"...My next words may be a bit impolite." Saito took a deep breath, his eyes were gentle but firm, "I think, if there is a person who can bring the possibility of killing all ghosts and cutting off the grievances in this generation , that can only be Mr. Candlewind."

"So I made a judgment on my own. After the ghosts know about this person's existence, they will definitely attack him by any means. I can't watch hope disappear before my eyes. I want to leave a world without ghosts for my friends and family. "

Ubuyashiki listened quietly to Sakai Usagi's narration, neither angry nor surprised, but relieved that he was recognized: "We think the same."

"……Eh?"

"I also feel that the arrival of candle wind will bring a possibility. This is the first time I have such a strong premonition since I became the head of the house." Miyayashiki slowly raised his hand and touched his chest, "Maybe one day, That man will make a weapon against all ghosts and end this long war."

"Our thoughts coincide with each other, Sato-kun."

"That……"

"Well, I agree. It's better to say that I ask you not to become a pillar and protect the safety of Candle Kaze." Ubuyashiki showed a light smile, "Please."

Sato kowtowed: "Yes!"

At night, Sato returned to Yin's base, with a faint expectation in his heart, with the Lord's approval, he could stay by Zhufeng's side without any scruples, and he had to tell him the news.

Thinking of Candle Wind's pretended indifference, Sato couldn't help showing a smile at the corner of his mouth.

He will be very happy, although it is a bit cheeky to think so, but it really feels good to know that the person you care about also cares about you.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help speeding up his pace, wanting to tell him the good news quickly.

However, when Sato came outside Feng Zhu's room, he found that there was no movement inside.

...is it still in the lab?

So he went to the laboratory again, and before he got close, he could hear the arrogant and provocative voices coming from inside.

"Well, it's only natural that you can't do it. After all, these are guns and bullets that can only be made with the latest Western technology. Japan's current knifesmith technology has long lagged behind. Even if I tell you the principle, it is impossible to assemble parts. Bar?"

"What are you talking about?! You rebellious brat! There is no utensil in this world that I, Tie Zhen, cannot forge!"

"Calm down, village chief! This is obviously a radical method, right? He just wants to use your labor power!"

"Well, sooner or later, Japanese swordsmiths will withdraw from the long river of history, well~ there is no way to do it, after all, they can't even do this."

"...Where are the materials?! Let me come!!"

Sato couldn't resist opening the door, and the room was full of excitement. To be precise, it should be Feng Zhu standing behind the two swordsmiths and smiling arrogantly. The two swordsmiths were diligently helping him make parts for firearms. It feels like a bad supervisor who squeezes employees

"Oh, Satu, you're back!" Feng Zhu saw Satu standing at the door, and excitedly went up and patted him on the shoulder, "These are two craftsmen from the same village as me, and I happened to pull them over to help. Lost will never come again."

Xitu always felt that Feng Zhu's excited face was obviously saying "the labor force that was finally tricked". If he saw this scene in other places, it might arouse people's disgust, but Feng Zhu was honest and straightforward. , like a child who succeeds in pranking.

And all he did was to expel the evil spirits as soon as possible.

Sato couldn't help but rubbed his head, with a fondness in his eyes that he didn't realize: "Yes."

"What did the lord tell you? Are you going to be a pillar in the future?"

Sato took a look at the two busy knifesmiths, and said softly, "Let's go out and talk."

Going to the corridor outside, Satu told Feng Zhu his decision and the master's decision.

"Are you not a pillar?"

"Because this is an agreement between men!"

"..." Feng Zhu rubbed his brows with a bit of a headache, "It's okay to void the agreement as I said."

Sabito shook his head slightly, his gray eyes were full of tenderness: "I just want to stay by your side."

Different from the hustle and bustle in the laboratory, the good sound insulation restored the quiet atmosphere in the corridor. The moonlight outside slanted into the eaves, and the boy's expression was incredibly gentle.

However, Feng Zhu, who didn't get it at all, said ruthlessly: "Taga, verbal Valu! (I refuse)"

Sabito became visibly depressed with the naked eye, and the background turned gray and white.

"But, don't let the bodyguard you pick up for nothing be for nothing. If you insist on staying here, I won't be able to drive you away."

The tail hanging behind Satoshi suddenly stood up and shook happily.

This kind of purely happy eyes made Feng Zhu extremely uncomfortable: "Okay, I understand, you are sleepy too, go back and rest, I will supervise them to rest after finishing their work."

Sato immediately became alert: "It's okay, I'll wait with you."

Feng Zhu looked at him silently: "I said that it was just an experiment."

Sabito kept smiling, guess I believe it or not?

Then they stayed up all night again, still pulling Satu together all night.

To be honest, Feng Zhu felt that he was not to blame for this development. He just agreed to supplement the knowledge of the industry outside the two swordsmiths. Who knew that it would be dawn outside after talking for a while, and Feng Zhu's eyes were so terrifying that Feng Zhu thought You will be stunned and forced to fall asleep in a second.

In the afternoon, after resting enough, Feng Zhu personally sent the two knife smiths to the door.

"Just send it here." Tie Zhen, the head of the knifesmith village, stood still with a cane, and looked at Feng Zhu with a kind of gratification mixed with kindness, "Are you sure you don't want to go back to the village with us? Everyone misses you very much. "

Feng Zhu didn't say a word, and his identity was only set by the system, and his understanding of the affairs of that village was limited to manga, so naturally he had no reason to go back.

"It's fine that I'm here..."

"Ah~" Seeing this, Tie Zhen didn't say anything to persuade her, she raised her head slightly, "That's okay, the work you do here is much more important than ours, but if you feel tired, you can come back anytime .”

"Zhufeng, you are the pride of our knifesmith village."

Feng Zhu's eyes moved slightly, and he was silent for a long time. He nodded solemnly, thought for a while but couldn't hold back and said, "Then why don't you go back and call some more people to help me?"

Tie Zhen staggered, and looked at him in disbelief: "You still want to poach your own family?!"

Feng Zhu blinked, and said cheekily: "You have said that you are from your own family, so how can this be regarded as poaching? At most, it is to help your own people, don't you think so?"

Seeing that Tie Zhen was obviously hesitant, he stepped up his horsepower: "Furthermore, you don't want other people to know more about the outside world and the outside technology? You need to communicate more to keep progressing, right? Knowledge is power, we can’t concentrate on technology research, we have to keep up with knowledge, I think all members of our swordsmith village should study hard and strive to become swordsmiths in the new era... In my opinion, let’s start with chemistry in junior high school!”

Tie Zhen heard one head and two big, but she was slightly shaken by the various advanced weapons she saw at Feng Zhu's place yesterday.

"With more advanced technology, maybe we can make a better knife." Feng Zhu said quietly.

Right in the heart!

There are very few people in the knifesmith village who are not knife crazy, and Tiezhen couldn't help but waver when she heard that there might be better knives: "Okay, okay, but you can't kidnap the people in the knifesmith village, at most I will lend you a few from time to time." Personally, I will discuss with them when I go back, and send someone over to learn new knowledge in a few days."

Feng Zhu made a victory gesture in his heart.

This wave is not just about deceiving the labor force, but also making sufficient preparations for the arrival of players. In order to keep up with the demand, it is best for the swordsmith village to make a technological leap to increase the output and quality of the production of daily round knives.

Feng Zhu also broke his heart in order to lead more people to study.

-

At night, after explaining the knowledge to a group of people in Yin and making the machine, Feng Zhu sorted out the current situation and had all the necessary preparations. The next thing is to need time to verify the results, so he decided to spend the time The line is transferred to the internal test node where the player is about to arrive.

In the next second, the eyes went dark, and then lit up again. The scene in front of Feng Zhu hadn't changed, but the time had jumped to a year later.

The progress of different map identities can be saved, and the system will automatically generate the same personality and behavior logic codes to control the body. The memories of the past two years will also be automatically recorded in the player's mind when they return.

Kaitu opened the door again and saw Feng Zhu sitting on the bed blankly (absorbing the memories of this year), and said with a smile: "Are you awake?"

Feng Zhu lay back down again with a blank expression: "No." He hadn't slept yet, and he came here.

Satoshi: "???"

After sleeping until evening, Feng Zhu yawned and pushed open the door, only to find that Sato was practicing sword in the yard.

Two years later, the young man's face became more mature than before. The rounded lines faded away, replaced by a masculine toughness. His upper body was bare, revealing muscular and yet beautiful muscles. Only his right hand was a metal mechanical Kai.

Feng Zhu looked at it for a while, only to realize that Satu practiced the left-handed sword.

Sato stopped, wiped the sweat with the towel around his neck, and noticed Feng Zhu's gaze: "I won't sleep again this time, right? Do you want to eat? You haven't eaten all day."

Feng Zhuke let out a dispensable 'huh', his eyes still fixed on Satu's left hand: "Why don't you practice your right hand?"

"Well, I can practice with both hands." Saito explained, "At least I have practiced with my left hand for a few years. I don't want to waste it. If my right hand is cut off by the enemy in the future, I can use my left hand to fight back."

Feng Zhu had an idea in his mind, but first he had to ask a question: "How is your study progress?"

"...Didn't you just ask two days ago?" Sato smiled bitterly, "I have already learned physics and mathematics in the second year of high school, and chemistry in the first year of high school."

Elementary school, senior two and senior one are divided by Fengzhu according to the textbooks of the 21st century. That era is not far from the present. People's IQ has not made a big leap, and the teaching is relatively mature, although the depth of knowledge is only interstellar in Fengzhu's view. Kindergarten level.

Feng Zhu nodded in satisfaction, and expressed his thoughts: "Double-knife style, can you use double-knife style?"

Think about the demeanor of Master Kirito, how handsome he is with two swords, okay?

"Unfortunately, our Breath of Water is a one-handed genre."

Feng Zhu thought for a while: "Changes can be made, isn't something like tradition just for change, let me help you figure out how to change it into a two-knife style while retaining the attack power of Water Breathing to the greatest extent, how about it? "

Satoshi was a little moved: "Is it okay?"

"No problem." Feng Zhu intends to redesign a set of sword skills based on Master Tong's template and the breath of water as the framework. It feels very fantasy, but it is actually a mathematical problem when you think about it carefully.

The game system also has something similar. That’s right, the job transfer system. If the player does not choose to fully integrate the old job, the system will redesign a new job that combines the characteristics of the new and old jobs. However, this is a game company. For the calculation of intelligent life, there is basically no need to think about it without a supercomputer-level brain.

Feng Zhu is not that powerful, but he can do similar things. After all, he is a gm, and he can look at the background data. He is just designing a set of sword skills, and the amount of calculation is not that big.

Sato thought for a while, his combat power has been stuck in the current situation for a long time, unless he develops a new type, but this is not so easy, and now he has no clue at all.

Dual-knife flow, maybe you can give it a try.

After dinner, Feng Zhu temporarily put aside Satu's affairs and stared at the mission prompt, the countdown to the arrival of the players

【Number of people who descended: 500】

The author has something to say: 500 people in the closed beta, 5000 people are limited during the main mission of the public beta, and there is no limit after the main mission