"You are worthy of being the strongest blacksmith in the world!" Looking at the pink trident floating up and down in the iron pot with green bubbles, the red-haired director couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said with admiration: "Even with such simple tools, you can still make the top-notch anomalies. It's really amazing!" "Humph, you are surprised by what you have never seen!" After curling his lips impatiently, the square-headed old man with a proud look in his eyes said: "Compared to when I was alive, the tools used to forge anomalies have become much better, but the level of blacksmiths has declined. Do you know why?" "Why?" "It's because they are too mechanical! They are too particular about the environment and materials for forging!" After pushing the tool in his hand down and scraping off a large piece of paint on the iron pot, the square-headed old man looked He hummed in dissatisfaction: "The source of abnormality is emotion! It is obsession! It is expectation! In the final analysis, it is the power of the mind, and the mind has no 'standard answer'!
Now these blacksmiths always think that using the best blacksmithing tools and the best materials will definitely make good things. Once they can't make something that suits their wishes, they think it's because of the bad materials or the wrong process. They completely ignore the importance of the mind, which is a complete wrong path!" The third-generation director, who was not aware that his coffin had been stolen and was aroused to talk, complained with dissatisfaction: "I tell you, the human mind is the most complex and simplest. As long as you can understand it, figure it out, and guide it appropriately, it is enough. What process and tools are all empty, they can only affect your success rate, and they don't help at all. It can affect the effect of the finished product. If you don't believe me, look at me. Even if I use a furnace made of a few broken bricks or a large pot picked up from the roadside, I can still forge a true god-level abnormal object. If it weren't for the image of "flame" and "forging", I wouldn't even need a pot, I could just pinch out an abnormal object with my bare hands!" "How could I not believe it?" Looking at the fork that was gradually taking shape in the pot, the red-haired director secretly sent a signal to urge Leon to come back as soon as possible, and smiled and complimented: "From the beginning to now, as long as the position of Taurus Director has been vacant, you must be the best blacksmith in the world. This is enough to prove your level. If even you don't believe it, who else can I believe?" "Haha, you're just talking." Glancing at the flatterer After a glance at the red-haired director, the square-headed old man curled his lips and said: "If you believe me, why don't you come to me more often to make things? I know it in my heart! You little girl is very cunning, and you don't tell the truth at all. If it weren't for the self-proclaimed Taurus of this generation, I'm afraid I wouldn't even see you!" "You are wronging me." Through the corner of his eye, he noticed that Leon carried the coffin into the cemetery, and the red-haired director was slightly relieved. Then he squinted his fox eyes and said with a smile: "I also want to come to you more often to make things, but firstly, you live in the dead world all year round, and it's too troublesome to come here once. Secondly, there has been no big movement in recent years, so there has been no good materials. For ordinary things, ordinary blacksmiths can practice their hands. You really don't need to do anything. In addition, although they have practiced for a lifetime, they are not as good as you, but they are also the inheritors of the blacksmith secrets. If you come to trouble you for something slightly better, those ordinary blacksmiths have never had the opportunity to practice, and the blacksmith secrets in the bureau will be discontinued. What should we do? " "Tsk, if you ask me, your current level is no different from being discontinued...Okay, then come here, kid, the things are ready!" "Okay!" Seeing that the square-headed old man had completed the forging and put the coffin back to its original place, Leon hurriedly took a half step forward, completely merged with the illusion created by the red-haired director, and then walked towards the two of them quickly. "Eh? What's wrong with you kid?"
After looking at the sweat beads on Leon's forehead, the square-headed old man couldn't help but frowned, and asked with puzzled eyes: "My furnace is colder than ice water, why are you sweating? " Oops! I'm going to be exposed! After hearing the question from the third-generation director, Lyon, who was sweating from running, was slightly startled. He quickly raised the back of his hand to wipe off the sweat, and then followed the communication method taught by the director in advance, and said respectfully: "I should be excited... The contemporary Taurus once taught me some introductory techniques of the secret art of forging, so I am also a blacksmith. For a blacksmith, I was really shaken and couldn't control myself to be able to witness the forging process of the well-deserved first blacksmith in history, so I sweated a little. " "Tsk... Another little bastard who doesn't tell the truth! " Although he could tell at a glance that Leon was talking nonsense, the corners of the old man's mouth trembled unconsciously after hearing the words "the most worthy blacksmith in history", and then waved his hand with a look of disgust: "If you don't want to talk, forget it. I'm too lazy to ask... Come here. Since you are someone brought by Olivia, if there is anything you don't understand about the secret art of blacksmithing, I can give you some pointers. " Give me pointers? After hearing the words of the old man with a square head, Leon's expression couldn't help but be slightly happy. What the director said was indeed right! The core logic of communicating with this third-generation gentleman is to say "the strongest blacksmith" every three sentences. As long as this sentence can be said, the other content is not important. "Thank you, third-generation gentleman!" After opening the badge panel and switching out the two badges of "Secret Art Inheritor (Taurus)" and "Secret Art Inheritor (Aquarius)", Leon bowed to the square-headed old man with gratitude and guilt, and then asked: "I want to ask you..." "Wait, I haven't finished talking yet!" After raising his hand to make a wait gesture, the third-generation director folded his hands on his chest and raised his head slightly and said: "Although I don't mind giving you some pointers, not everyone is worthy of my pointers. You have to let me see your level first!" Lyon was slightly startled when he heard this. After glancing at the big pot with green bubbles, he said with some embarrassment: "You mean... let me forge an abnormal object for you on the spot?" " Let's forget about hitting things. " After hearing what Leon said, the square-headed old man said with a little disdain: "The level of blacksmiths nowadays is too low. It's annoying to see you guys hitting things like carving flowers. I don't want to suffer this kind of pain... Well, you just stood by and watched how I hit the abnormal objects, so let's use this as a test question!" After reaching out and scratching a circle in the big pot, he threw the things that sank to the bottom of the pot to Leon. Looking at Leon who looked a little hesitant and obviously had no confidence in the test, the square-headed old man couldn't help but laugh strangely: "Come on, don't pour power into it to activate it, just use what you learned from this generation of Taurus, and refer to my previous forging process, and tell me what kind of abnormal object I made for you?"