What does it feel like to be sucked dry and hollowed out?

The accurate description should be an extremely weak feeling, dizzy, back pain, sore legs!

Wang Shu felt like this now, and all his energy was drained in an instant!

Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly, so he pulled his hand out of the suction cup!

His eyes glared at the dwarf in front of him, but unfortunately the dwarf master's expression remained unchanged and he said lightly:

"What can I do if I help you build a magic weapon and recharge it for free?

If there is no energy, my forging furnace will not be able to operate!"

Wang Shu didn't speak, silently absorbing darkness and recovering his physical strength.

If this dwarf master couldn't make the weapon he wanted, he would definitely demolish this guy's blacksmith shop.

"Shuer, are you okay?"

Wang Mou asked with concern, he was caught off guard and felt a little unhappy. It was over when he realized it, and it was hard to say it.

"It's okay, just take a rest." Wang Shu replied.

"Look at it, the highest masterpiece forged by our dwarf clan, the Tiangong Stove."

The dwarf master walked to Wang Shu's position and reached out to press the dark platform!

The space around trembled faintly, dim lights suddenly lit up, and a huge creature appeared in front of him.

In front of them, a quaint stove stood in the center of the underground fortress.

The stove looks like a huge dark gear, about twenty feet high, and is filled with an extremely strong metal punk style.

The two sides of the gear stove are interlaced, with many grooves of varying depths and mysterious patterns, as well as some thick oil pipes, which seem to be used to guide energy.

"sharp!"

Wang Shu was amazed in his heart. Not only was this huge stove, but also such an empty underground fortress, the various structures inside were really ingenious.

The dwarves are indeed a race that is proficient in mechanical structures and tool forging, and live up to rumors.

"You've seen enough!" The dwarf master showed a smug look on his face and then said.

"What?" Wang Mou looked confused.

Wang Shu was also strange in his heart and didn't understand why the dwarf master said that.

"Do you still want to see me forging? Our clan's skills are not for outsiders." said the dwarf master.

"Master, have you accepted an apprentice? Why don't we take a look!" Wang Mou smiled.

"What they learned is just a superficial and shallow forging technique," said the dwarf master.

"Masters, they are at least sincerely learning skills from you."

Upon hearing this, Wang Mou frowned, not very happy with the dwarf master's teaching method.

The people of Lieyang are simple and kind, and treat others sincerely. After all, they can endure the hardships of forging and their character will not be much worse.

In the end, this master only teaches some superficial skills, which is so heartbreaking.

Although dwarves are short, they do not mean that they have no wisdom or emotional intelligence.

The Dwarf Master could naturally hear Wang Mou’s implication:

"Taishou, is the superficial skill of our dwarves a superficial skill for you humans?

Our dwarfs have been soaking forging for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, and the skills they polish have long been perfect.

Our forging techniques, any one of them, are unique treasures and priceless.

The reason why it is said to be superficial is that the physical strength of ordinary humans cannot learn the core technology of our dwarves.

For example, most dwarves can easily lift it up.

They have absolute power, and our core forging skills are related to power!

Taishi, do you think those apprentices outside can accept the inheritance of our dwarf clan?”

These words made Wang Mou stunned. Although it sounded very polite, it was still uncomfortable.

"The forging of the divine weapon will not be completed for a while, and it will take at least one month. Could it be that you are waiting here?" Master Dwarf continued.

"Uh..." Wang Mou was stunned.

"Also, since you have created a magic weapon, what do you want to look like! I personally recommend a hammer or battle axe!" said the dwarf master.

"Thuer, what do you want!"

When Wang Mou asked this question, he felt that this was reasonable and he could not be created by Master Dwarf as he pleased.

"Oh, I've prepared this a long time ago."

When Wang Shu got the wolf teeth, he had already drawn the weapon he wanted.

He took out a piece of rice paper with a folded and better texture from his arms and handed it to the dwarf master.

The dwarf master held it in his hand, looked at the pattern on the paper, frowned, and said:

"The idea is good, but the drawing is a bit rough!"

"Since that's the case, I'll trouble the master."

Wang Shu bowed slightly, then looked at his father and said:

"Let's go!"

Wang Shu turned and left, Wang Mou followed, but when he passed by the corner of the stone staircase, he couldn't help but take a look back.

The dwarf master slowly squatted down and took out a big hammer three or four times taller than his body from the huge forging furnace!

...

"Dali, come here, I have something to ask you."

In the lobby of the blacksmith shop, Wang Mou called Ding Dali over and asked in a low voice.

Ding Dali walked over with joy and couldn't help but wipe his hands on his sleeves.

Although the Grand Master is approachable, he doesn't mind the smell of oily eyes on his body.

But after all, it is someone you admire, so you naturally have to leave a good image in front of the people you admire.

"Taishou, just ask what you have. I will definitely know everything." Ding Dali replied.

"How are the dwarfs treating you normally?" Wang Mou asked in a low voice.

Although he received some explanation, Wang Mou was still a little worried. After all, the people in their Fiery Sun are so simple!

Ding Dali thought for a while and replied:

“Although Master Pollen is a little strict, he is still very good to us.

But sometimes he teaches some new skills, which we can't understand, and often makes him angry."

"Oh, I understand. Follow the master to learn well. If you don't understand, ask, do you know!"

Wang Mou's expression eased a lot, he patted Ding Dali's shoulder, and then slowly left.

"Taishou, I will definitely remember your teachings!" Ding Dali clenched his fists, feeling moved.

...

Outside, Wang Shu waited for his father for a while, and finally saw him coming out, he couldn't help but ask:

"Dad, are you really not hot!"

Wang Mou raised his head and looked at Wang Shu, and couldn't help but smile:

“Not hot at all!”

Then he left a chic back in front of Wang Shu, and his back was already wet.

Wang Shu probably wouldn't be able to squeeze a bucket of water out if he twisted it with his hands at this time.

...

Grand Master's Mansion.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, before he could sit down, the elusive Pan Zhen suddenly ran out of his house.

This time, Master Wang thought he had entered the wrong door, and so did Wang Shu.

"Hahaha, Grand Master, you are finally back. Let's talk!" Pan Zhen laughed loudly.
Chapter completed!