The strongest talent tree

Chapter 186

After sending Xi Yueshuang away, Feng Hao directly connected the spiritual connection with Regret Yao through [Listening Stone]: "Brother Regret, I heard that you are very famous recently? Even Xi Yueshuang can't defeat you?"

"Uh, this really doesn't happen." Regret Yao said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "It's not like you don't know that Boss Xiyue is as cold as a popsicle. Aren't you asking for trouble by teaming up with her?"

"That's right." Feng Hao suddenly realized that it would be a torture for a normal person to team up with Xi Yueshuang. No wonder Regret Medicine would find excuses to refuse.

Regret Yao said doubtfully: "By the way, boss, is this why you came to me?"

"Of course not. I'm going to go to the second level secret realm with Xi Yueshuang in a few days. I'll let you know in advance."

"No problem." Regret Yao nodded readily.

Feng Hao joked: "Why, aren't you afraid of being frozen into a popsicle?"

"Hey, isn't the boss here? I'm not afraid of the boss." Regret Yao said with a playful smile.

"Okay, that's it."

Feng Hao didn't waste any time and cut off the [Tingshi] communication with a chuckle.

Looking back, Yaoying is skillfully receiving scattered customers, and her sales skills are very good. If this were placed on earth, it would be a pity not to do sales.

After the previous batch of repeat customers, the grocery store returned to normal status again. After all, it had only been officially open for two days, so it was already good to have customers.

With Yaoying taking care of the business, Feng Hao had nothing to do.

Seeing that it was approaching noon, there was definitely not enough time to launch new products.

At this time, the intermittent sound of blacksmithing next door caught his attention, and he laughed dumbly and said, "I almost forgot to visit the old man next door."

"Take a good look at the shop. I'll go to the blacksmith shop next door. If anything happens, please let me know." After saying that, regardless of whether Yaoying responded or not, she quickly walked into the blacksmith shop next door.

As soon as I entered the blacksmith shop, I was greeted by scorching waves of air, and the air was filled with the smell of burning metal.

The furnishings in the store are very simple and casual, with three forging tables side by side, a few old smelting furnaces in the corner, and a large number of fire crystals stacked next to them, which are the most commonly used high-temperature fuel in the magician world.

Although the smelting furnace can be activated with magic energy, a large part of the metal requires high enough temperature to be smelted, so fire crystals must be used to assist smelting.

"Dang——dang——" The old man stopped what he was doing, wiped the sweat from his body, and said with a grin: "You came back the day before yesterday?"

"Yes." Feng Hao nodded slightly, looked around and asked, "Old man, are you the only one in the store?"

The old man smiled sadly and said: "There were several apprentices in the past who felt that there was no future in blacksmithing, so they all went to do other things."

"I see." Feng Hao sighed: "Alas, many crafts and inheritances were lost like this."

"Haha, you little guy is quite enlightened." The old man looked at Feng Hao in surprise, grinned and said to Xiao Wen: "What, are you interested in learning blacksmithing from me?"

"I can't ask for it." Feng Hao nodded with a chuckle.

He has a characteristic: he either doesn't learn, or he has to master it if he wants to learn. From the moment he decided to get involved in weapon refining, he was ready to work hard.

Moreover, under the guidance of Xiong Tianfang some time ago, he had already mastered the ancient sect's weapon refining skills.

The old man looked at Feng Hao for a long time, and then slowly said: "I don't think you seem to be a person who focuses on refining weapons. There is no need to become a disciple. If you have time, you can learn from me. How much you can learn depends on your understanding."

"Okay." Feng Hao nodded in surprise, stepped forward and saluted, "I still don't know what to call you?"

"My surname is Tang, just call me Mr. Tang." The old man pursed his lips and smiled.

"Mr. Tang." Feng Hao called him respectfully, raised his eyes and asked, "Where do you think I should start learning from?"

Mr. Tang pointed to a dark iron lump next to him and said, "Let's start with refined iron. When you can turn this piece of first-level refined iron into fifth-level refined iron, you can start learning other things."

"..." Feng Hao was confused for a moment.

Darling, from the first-level refined iron to the fifth-level refined iron, even a high-end refining furnace will have to burn for several days. Mr. Tang actually asked him to just rely on manual hammering to refine it. How long and how long does it take to hammer it? "What? Not sure?" Mr. Tang looked amused.

"Who said that?" Feng Hao couldn't stand this the most. He immediately rolled up his sleeves, moved the iron lump to the forging table aside, picked up the hammer and smashed it randomly.

Mr. Tang shook his head angrily and said, "You won't be able to hit Level [-] in your next life like this. You need to make it red first before you hit it."

"Uh." Feng Hao suddenly stiffened, and the situation was very embarrassing.

bang—— bang——

In this way, under the guidance of the old man next door, Feng Hao started his own forging career.

Feng Hao got more and more enthusiastic about it, so much so that he forgot about Sun Yaowen's research. In the end, Sun Yaowen directly asked him through [Tingshi], and he rejected it.

In fact, at this stage, Sun Yaowen alone is enough for the research on extraterrestrial monsters.

……

Time passed very quickly, and it was already evening in the blink of an eye. I bid farewell to Mr. Tang and returned to the grocery store. Then, under Yaoying's constant pressure, I resolutely refused to send her back to the dormitory.

I dragged my sore body back to the room, washed away the smelly sweat, and quickly entered a semi-dormant cultivation state.

Perhaps because of the day's iron training, the practice was extremely smooth, and the body was like a dry sponge, frantically absorbing the energy in the magic crystal.

When I opened my eyes the next day, the pain all over my body was gone, and I felt more comfortable than ever before.

"Huh? The base strength has actually increased by 2 points. The income from blacksmithing is pretty good!" Feng Hao looked at the game panel in surprise.

After a brief wash, he went downstairs and opened the store door, preparing to wait for Yaoying to come over before going to Mr. Tang's place to continue pounding on the iron lump.

Unexpectedly, he saw a dark group of people as soon as he opened the door. Before he could speak, they had already swarmed in.

"Where's the beauty, where's the beauty? Quickly help me get ten bottles of life elixir. Why are the people behind you crowded? Don't you know it's a first-come, first-served basis?"

"Get out of the way, I'm a regular customer, get out of my way!"

"Oh, why are you guys squeezing? Asshole, who touched my breasts?"

"Boss, boss, I heard that you sell snow cream here? Get me a few bottles quickly!"

"Where's Aimu Pisan? I want Aimu Pisan. As long as you give me Aimu Pisan, money is not a problem!"

"What are these little brats arguing about? Are they looking for a fight?" several young people in the crowd complained.

"You are the brat. Your whole family is brats. When I enter the senior college, I will be the first to cause trouble for you."

"Hey, elementary school students dare to be arrogant, right? Let's take a walk and let you experience the darkness of society!"

"What are you dragging? Isn't it just to give birth to a few more years?"

……

Feng Hao was so confused, it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and stopped him loudly: "Stop arguing, come one by one!"

After a few minutes, the restless crowd finally calmed down.

Feng Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the young man in the crowd who had been here yesterday and asked, "What's going on? Why are there so many people today?"

The young man in white said angrily: "They are all primary school students from several low-level colleges in the city. Who knows where they come from?"

"Primary school students?" Feng Hao looked around in surprise and found that they were all children aged sixteen or seventeen.

(End of this chapter)