If I Can Foresee the Future, I Just Want To Kill Monsters

In Zehe City, where it is raining lightly, the air is a little humid.

Stuart was listless as always, and came to Fangshi next to the central crystal.

It has been a few months since he came to this city. The ancient buildings and the rainy climate make him very uncomfortable.

I still prefer the main human city in the LV30 area next door, which is full of modern style and convenience.

In fact, he could understand that a foreign land was originally a place with diverse cultures.

The so-called "unsuitable" may be just a matter of mood.

After all, the other colleagues of the Ming Casting Association, this round of dispatch is at least the main city of LV20, and he is the only one who came to the LV10 area that does not even have the main city.

The square market he was in at this time was not an ordinary square market that sold vegetables, meat, firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Instead, it's clean and spacious.

Those who come and go are basically guards.

Source lights, machinery, weapons and other things used by the guards are all sold here.

Walking into an inscription shop, Studi already saw someone waiting for him.

"Master Situ!" x3

"Hello, teacher!" x2

Two different groups of people greet each other differently.

Those who call themselves masters are three burly guards who are stronger than ordinary people, from different races.

And those who called him teacher were two aboriginal old men with white beards and pointed ears.

The two old men are the owners of this inscription shop.

Before Situ Di moved in, they were originally the inscribers of the shop.

In fact, as long as you have the right tools, you can engage in production even if you are not a guard. This is the case with the two old men.

Calling this man in his thirties a teacher is the result of their repeated insistence.

After all, the master is the teacher, and the casting skills and heritage of others far surpass those of the two of them.

"Morning you two."

Studi nodded politely to the old men, already used to their attitude.

After all, in a small town, these inscription masters from the association often encounter this kind of treatment.

"Master Situ, I've made an appointment for so long, but I'm finally in the queue." One of the guards with pig ears greeted him: "Now I'm short of a Red Variety, but I have to ask you!"

"Tsk, ever-changing?"

"Pig ears, are you sure?"

Red ever-changing, as soon as these four words came out, the expressions of the two old men became a little dignified.

"Sure! I'm just short of this inscription now!"

When the pig-eared guard was asked, his eyes immediately became eager.

The demand for the ever-changing inscriptions is very high. After all, sometimes there is only one inscription that can trigger the suit, which is very anxious.

However, the output of this kind of inscriptions is very low, and most of them are treasure chests dropped by the first pass.

In fact, the first pass is not only not so easy to play, but it is also difficult to encounter opportunities.

Therefore, looking for an inscriber to fill the gap in this last piece is the first choice for most guards.

The reason why the old man had such a reaction was because it was difficult to create a variety of inscriptions.

In the past, this was a lot of business, and at the same time, it was a big challenge for the two of them.

"Teacher, did you rest well last night, the ever-changing inscriptions are very exhausting..."

"Would you like to postpone this order for a while?"

"Don't, masters, I'm just waiting for the costumes to go to the LV20 area!"

The words of the two old men made Pig Ear panic a little on the spot.

I heard that the monsters in the LV20 area are very strong, so he would not dare to step into it without any preparation.

"It's okay, tell me all your requests."

Studi just waved his hand and sat down in front of the inscription plate.

It was a piece of metal the size of a table, a bit like a giant inkstone table, with many pits on it to hold various props.

The inscription plate is a core tool that every real inscription master must use, and it is also recognized as a necessary tool for making good inscriptions.

Compared with the manufacturing panel that comes with the production profession, the inscription plate is more intuitive and controllable.

It is possible to control the amount, injection timing and injection location of each raw material.

It can allow the inscribers to better exert their subjective initiative, instead of directly accumulating materials in the panel for simple and crude synthesis.

As Situ Di sat down, the two old men consciously began to prepare various tools such as casting pens, cooling cups, carving knives, etc., and soon filled the tool area on the casting plate.

Then the two of them stood beside them, even though there was a seat for them behind them.

The pig-eared guard took out some of the materials he had prepared, and explained that after the request and payment, he could not hide the expectation on his face.

In fact, his request is very simple, he just wants a piece of defensive red variety, a few points of armor or a dozen or twenty health points.

Soon, everything will be ready.

Stuart's eyes also changed, becoming neither happy nor sad, as if everything was under control.

For him, the ever-changing inscriptions are just basic exercises.

With a thought, he opened the inscriber's manufacturing panel.

The simple frame structure, but the two old men looked envious.

The caster in the production profession can control the panel, decompose and fuse the materials and other steps.

And their inscription masters without a faceplate can only use the essence materials provided by the association that have been processed in advance.

Next, Stuart turned his wrist, took out an inscription mold from the storage space, and installed it in the center slot of the inscription plate.

If the old people were just envious just now, then now they are particularly jealous, and even their breathing has become a little heavy.

This mold plus the material table is the inscription formula.

The number of ever-changing inscription molds is one of the biggest gaps between them and Situdi.

The two old men each had a piece of the ever-changing mold, which was obtained through hard work.

In the past, when I received an ever-changing list, I could only make hard changes based on my own mold, and the failure rate was very high.

However, according to their observations during this period, Situ Di had at least 10 pieces each of red and blue variegated molds.

"Red pigskin."

At this moment, when Stuart raised his hand, the old man immediately found the corresponding materials and handed them over.

Seeing the fiery red thick leather, the pig-eared guard's eyes jumped slightly.

Although he can't be regarded as the same clan, he definitely doesn't eat pork.

"It's just the material, don't worry about it..."

He silently told himself in his heart ~www.wuxiax.com~ the red pig skin was put into the manufacturing panel by Stuart, and after the light flashed, it turned into a pure red light solution.

"Wu needle."

Studi stared at the solution and raised his hand again.

It is said that Wu needle was first used by a Wu family, so in order to commemorate him in the industry, it is called Wu needle.

The special feature of this needle is that it is very thin.

I heard that it is not a problem to pick teeth, pick locks, etc.

Dip the thin needle into the pigskin solution, Studi's hand was very steady, and he took out half a tube no more or no less.

Then, the half-pipe solution was slowly and uniformly injected into a stripe groove on the mold.

At this time, the only advantage of panel manufacturing is reflected.

Manual operation may seem simple, but in fact it must be extremely focused and without the slightest deviation.

It took more than ten minutes to complete the first process, and the old man quickly wiped off the sweat that appeared on his forehead many times.

The next step-by-step operation of various materials took three hours to complete.

"Okay, let's wait for the casting to cool down."

Using the metal cover of the same material to cover the mold tightly, Situ Di announced the completion of this manufacturing.

Following his words, the pig-eared guard immediately showed joy and gratitude, and the two old men were also full of admiration.

But they didn't bother to disturb the disciple immediately, because it could be seen that the other party was very tired.

Although I have already been familiar with the road, this kind of concentration for a long time is extremely tiring.

Stuart closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

At this moment, two people walked into the store.

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