"You are lucky, the piece of red mud you dug should be qualified!"

Lin Baici looked around: "I think most of the red mud around the clay figurine's body is fine, and is similar to the piece it was taken from!"

Ma Yuan frowned and looked at the passengers more than thirty meters away.

Doesn't this guy's implication mean that these people are not qualified to obtain clay?

"What about mine?"

Song Li is worried.

"I don't think so!"

Lin Baici told the truth: "But this kind of thing is about life and death. I just suggest that you make your own decision on how to choose. Don't complain to me when something goes wrong later, saying that I was selfish for not reminding you."

Song Li was silent.

18D thought of Lin Baici's performance on the train before and made up his mind: "Brother, I believe in you!"

Xia Hongyao saw that Ma Yuan hadn't moved and gave him a suggestion: "I advise you to listen to him!"

"All right!"

Ma Yuan actually thinks there is no difference between these red clays, and it doesn't matter which one is used.

Song Li saw that both Ma Yuan and 18D listened to Lin Baici's suggestion and followed suit.

"Get the clay embryo and follow me!"

The clay figurine stood up, held a ball of red mud the size of a coconut, and walked back to the earth platform.

On the north side of the earth platform, there are many long strips of stone slabs that are one inch thick, more than two feet long, and more than one foot wide, which look like chopping boards for cutting vegetables. In addition, there are also some palm-sized small wooden boxes stacked next to them.

"See those slates and wooden boxes? Everyone takes one!"

The clay figurine ordered.

Passengers immediately ran over, scrambling for the first place, obviously wanting to pick first.

Lin Baici observed it carefully, and after confirming that there was no difference between the stone slabs, he randomly selected one.

Quite heavy!

I estimate it weighs about ten kilograms!

Then he picked up a wooden box, opened it, and saw an iron carving knife as long as his index finger.

"Follow me!"

After the clay figurine waited for everyone to come back, he placed a stone slab on the ground, then knelt down next to it, picked up the clay embryo, and began to beat it on the stone slab.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Lift the clay embryo high above your head, hit it one hundred and twenty times with moderate force!"

The clay man monster explains the essentials.

"How much strength is moderate strength?"

The programmer with severe dark circles that Lin Baici had met before boldly asked.

He hated this vagueness.

"Feel it yourself!"

The clay figurine's answer almost made everyone angry to death.

"The Chinese chef taught me how to cook, and how much seasoning I put in. I didn't expect that it would be the same when I made a clay figurine!"

The man with a big belly cursed.

"Hurry up, I won't wait for anyone. As soon as half of the people finish this step, I will start explaining the next step immediately!"

Golem warning.

This sentence made everyone feel a huge sense of tension in an instant, and everyone began to beat their own clay embryos, fearing that they would be left behind.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of clay embryos hitting the stone slabs was clear and loud, one after another.

"Don't be lazy, strictly follow what I tell you!"

The Golem reiterated.

It raised its arms, lifted the clay embryo over its head, and then dropped it again. During the whole process, its expression was meticulous, and its whole body movements were filled with a kind of beauty of strength.

He looks like he has the aura of a clay sculpture master.

The red clay clay embryos in each passenger's hand weighed more than three kilograms. They didn't feel much at first when they beat them, but after dozens of times, their arms began to feel weak, trembling, and their muscles ached.

Many passengers' movements have slowed down, they have also become deformed, and they are not doing their job properly.

"I feel like a fool!"

The diabetic aunt who asked Lin Baici about her illness in the waiting hall was cursing.

She was originally in poor health, was obese, and had three heights. Now she was exhausted from doing this kind of physical work after only thirty strokes.

Her clay embryo was no longer raised above her head, but was slightly raised to the height of her neck, and then fell down.

When Song Li fell more than sixty times, she was tired, and with her bare legs, she knelt down on the ground of this earthen platform, which was very uncomfortable.

Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore and was ready to deal with it.

But when she raised the clay embryo to her chest and was about to throw it down, the cold boy said: "If you don't want to die, just do what the monster said!"

"ah?"

Song Li was startled: "Will you die?"

"No...that's not the case, right?"

18D interjected and looked at the clay figurine secretly: "As long as it doesn't see it, is it okay to be lazy?"

"You only have one life, do you dare to bet?"

Lin Baici asked back.

Song Li swallowed her saliva and decided to persist.

"Brother, don't scare me!"

18D had a sad expression on his face. He originally planned to take advantage of the fact that the clay figurine wasn't looking this way, but now he didn't dare.

In less than ten minutes, someone finished it, even faster than the clay figurine.

Not long after,

The clay figurine was also finished. It kneaded the clay embryo into a ball and placed it on the stone slab. Then it stood up and walked among the crowd.

Many passengers were panicked when they saw the clay figurine acting like an invigilator patrolling the area. In addition, it had said that the next step would start when half of the people were done, so everyone speeded up.

Some people were already tired, and now their beating movements subconsciously became perfunctory.

Song Li finally finished, her arms were sore.

With some gloating expression, she looked at the passengers who had not completed the one hundred and twenty red mud beatings, waiting for the clay monster to punish them.

But the clay monster didn't move.

It waited patiently for these people and completed the first step.

"Fuck you, are you kidding us?"

The man with a big belly cursed.

Those passengers who are rushing to finish the process are not happy. If I had known this, it would be better to go slower!

Song Li looked at Lin Baici, with a hint of complaint in her eyes.

"Xiao Linzi is right to be cautious!"

Xia Hongyao helped Lin Baici speak.

"The beaten clay embryo has turned into clinker, and you can proceed to the second step of making the body sculpture!"

The clay figurine picked up an iron carving knife: "The so-called body sculpting is the carving and shaping of the clay figurine's body. This time, we are making human beings!"

"Please make a clay figurine that matches your own gender."

“It doesn’t need to be exquisite, but your personal characteristics must be outstanding!”

The clay figurine explained and moved the knife quickly.

The iron carving knife flew around on the round-shaped clay clinker, like a butterfly dancing, peeling off pieces of soil.

There is mud powder floating around.

Regardless of the identity of the clay figurine, its carving posture is very light and has a special sense of beauty that is pleasing to the eye.

The passengers looked at it very seriously.

In just three minutes, under the clay figurine monster's carving knife, the clay embryo turned into a small clay figurine that was ten centimeters tall and exactly the same as it.
To be continued...