God Soldier Atlas

Daxia, Mizhou City.

This is a small town that is thousands of miles away from the capital of Daxia, and it is inconspicuous throughout Daxia.

On the ancestral continent today, ten countries still coexist.

Except for the Great Wei, who is not very like a country, the rest of the nine countries are actually the same as they were more than a hundred years ago.

To say there is, it is that Daxia's national power is much stronger than it was more than a hundred years ago.

Daxia Yuanfeng Emperor is still in power. He has a benevolent temperament. In these years, he has become more and more perfect in governing the country.

As Zhou Shu's father-in-law, in the entire ancestral land, who wouldn't give Emperor Yuanfeng some respect?

Not to mention, the magical soldiers of Huaxia Pavilion also have a certain degree of inclination towards Daxia.

In a small city like Mizhou City, there are no less than a hundred in Daxia, and the people in the city live and work in peace and contentment, enjoying the rare peaceful time more than a hundred years ago.

In an inconspicuous alley in Mizhou City, a tinkling sound came from a shop.

It was a blacksmith shop, and there are many of them in almost every city. Ordinary people would not patronize such a blacksmith shop if they were not looking to buy iron pots, cooking utensils, and farm implements.

As for weapons, don't be kidding, how could a blacksmith shop have weapons?

Although blacksmithing and casting soldiers sound similar to a certain extent, they are completely different.

A blacksmith, if the craftsmanship is purely pure, then it is still possible to create a standard weapon, but the innate magic weapon, that is only a forge master can do.

Between the blacksmith and the soldier casting division, there is an unknown number of soldier casting apprentices in the middle!

In this blacksmith's shop, a boy of only fifteen or sixteen years old is naked, swinging the hammer in his hand, sweat flowing down the well-defined muscles, dripping on the fiery red iron bars, squeaking With the sound of clattering, pieces of white mist rose up.

The young man's expression was extremely serious. Every time he beat him, he was solemn and solemn. It seemed that he was not striking iron, but doing a major event related to the destiny of the country.

"Stone, it's making swords again."

A dark-skinned middle-aged man also passed by him with a naked upper body, and said with a smile, "You kid, you just won't give up, how can it be so easy to cast soldiers? If it were so easy, we would all be casters long ago. Now, do you still need to live in this small shop? With this time, you'd better play two more hoes."

"I will try again."

The boy named Stone laughed and said.

"It's useless."

Others in the blacksmith shop said, "The caster of the City Lord's Mansion has clearly told you that you don't have the talent to cast troops, no matter how hard you work, you can only be an apprentice for the rest of your life. It's better to be an apprentice. Just like us, put your mind on the iron."

There are four or five blacksmiths in a small blacksmith shop, who usually make kitchen utensils and farm implements. Although they can't get rich and rich, they can still live a decent life.

That stone is the youngest one in the blacksmith shop, and everyone persuaded him as a visitor, "Save some money, marry a daughter-in-law, have a big fat boy, and live a prosperous life. It's too far away from us."

Those middle-aged blacksmiths all said with emotion.

When they were young, why didn't they have a beautiful dream, dreaming that one day they would become a high-ranking soldier, become famous, and enjoy glory and wealth.

But the facts are more important than anything else, Soldier Builder, how could it be so easy to achieve?

People like them, if they go to learn to cast soldiers, can only be apprentices of cast soldiers.

The soldier-casting apprentices in the imperial workshop are not necessarily as comfortable as they are.

"Lord Zhennan King was just a soldier casting apprentice back then."

Stone said stubbornly.

Those middle-aged blacksmiths all shook their heads.

"Stone, we have countless apprentices in Daxia, but there is only one King Zhennan."

A middle-aged blacksmith said earnestly, "Every soldier casting apprentice dreams of becoming the King of Zhennan, becoming a soldier casting master, and marrying Her Royal Highness, but look, how many have succeeded?"

"Don't do that kind of daydreaming. Look at our boss's daughter. She looks pretty good. You boy can work hard."

The middle-aged blacksmith laughed and said.

The blacksmiths all burst into laughter.

Stone looked a little embarrassed, but the movements in his hands were still prudent, and the iron material under the hammer gradually turned into a long knife.

"Don't say it, it really looks like a tiger's sword."

The middle-aged blacksmith continued with a smile, "You kid takes King Zhennan as an idol, and even learns from King Zhennan. King Zhennan's famous work was this tiger-bent knife, but King Zhennan still made it. When I was a soldier apprentice, all the tiger-bend swords that were cast could at least break through the armor of the third layer, your tiger-bend sword has its own shape, let alone breaking the armor, I'm afraid it will break if you cut it."

There was a hint of loss in Shishi's eyes, but soon he became extremely firm.

"Of course I can't do it now, but I believe that as long as I keep improving my methods, one day, I will be able to forge a triple-armor-piercing tiger-bend sword!"

Stone said firmly.

"So what? The real tiger ben knife, it's an innate divine weapon!"

The middle-aged blacksmith shook his head and said, "No matter how hard you try, you will never become a soldier in this life. You regard King Zhennan as an idol, but the reality is that in your lifetime, you will never have the chance to see it. King Zhennan's."

"You want to become a soldier, why don't you go to Huaxia Pavilion to learn the art of casting soldiers? As far as I know, Huaxia Pavilion is a big open door. Anyone who is interested in casting soldiers can enter Huaxia Pavilion to learn the art of casting soldiers. ."

Suddenly, a voice rang in everyone's ears.

All the blacksmiths were stunned and looked at the sound.

I saw a young man standing on the threshold with his hands behind his back, looking at the blacksmith shop with a curious expression.

The young man was tall and straight, and his appearance was handsome, which made people feel good at first sight, but after seeing it, no one could remember his appearance.

Everyone seemed to have never seen such an outstanding character before, and they were all stunned for a while.

After a few breaths, a seasoned and serious blacksmith said, "What do you want to do? We can do anything here, hoes, plows, iron pots, kitchen knives... Our shop is in Mizhou City, then The quality is absolutely guaranteed.”

He introduced the shop's business.

The young man nodded. He didn't seem to be very interested in the things displayed in the blacksmith's shop. Instead, he stepped forward to the long knife made of stone that looked like a tiger's sword.

"Is this what you made by imitating the tiger ben knife?"

The young man looked at the stone and asked.

The seasoned and prudent blacksmith spoke first, "Young people don't know how high the sky is, they're just playing around, don't mind the guest officer, look at the things in our shop, they're all made by experienced blacksmiths."

He glared at the stone, although he said that Daxia does not prohibit blacksmiths from making weapons, but a blacksmith doing this kind of thing is always a little bit of a business. Are the cast apprentices of other casters more professional?

"Um."

The young man nodded, but still looked at the stone and said, "Can I see your 'Tiger Bent Saber'?"

"Yes - yes."

Stone stammered, and subconsciously handed over the knife he had just made.

The young man took the long knife and grabbed a few knives.

The blacksmiths in the shop are all ordinary people. At most, they have learned some fists and feet. Naturally, they can't see anything. It's just that they all think that this guest's movements are very cool and he looks very powerful.

"Ding--"

The young man flicked the blade with his fingers, and the blade made a tremor.

"Crack—"

In the sound, cracks appeared on the blade of the knife, and then it shattered into countless pieces.

The blacksmiths in the blacksmith shop all widened their eyes.

After a flick, a knife shattered into pieces?

Although this knife is not a real weapon, it is not even a standard weapon, but it is made of iron after all, and it will shatter with a finger?

I'm afraid this guest officer is not a qualified warrior?

"Sir, Shitou is young and ignorant. He didn't deliberately build the tiger Ben knife!"

The veteran and prudent blacksmith was a little panicked, bowed to the young man, and said repeatedly.

"Daxia does not forbid people to forge a tiger ben knife."

The young man shook his head slightly and said, "You don't have to be nervous, I'm not here to make trouble. I'm sorry, little brother. I ruined your knife. I'll buy this knife for how much."

"No-no, it's not a real tiger ben knife, it's worthless, and these iron materials can still be used, so they don't need money."

Stone blushed and stammered.

"Since you are interested in casting soldiers, why don't you go to Huaxia Pavilion?"

The young man was noncommittal, looked at the stone, and asked again.

He asked this question when he first entered the door, but Shishi never answered.

"When I save enough money, I will go!"

Stone gathered up his courage and said to the young man in front of him who clearly looked like a big man.

The young man felt a sudden realization. This is Mizhou, thousands of miles away from the capital of Daxia, and thousands of miles away from the Huaxia Pavilion on the endless sea.

This distance is nothing to him, but for ordinary people, it is not so easy to walk from Mizhou to Huaxia Pavilion, even if it is a qualified warrior.

A trance flashed in his eyes, I don't know when it started, has I been so far away from ordinary people?

This young man was clearly Zhou Shu.

When everyone thought he was retreating in Huaxia Pavilion, he did quietly leave Huaxia Pavilion and walked around the world.

Michigan was not the first place he came to, and this blacksmith shop was not the first blacksmith shop he went to.

These days, he walks around, and every time he goes, he goes to the blacksmith shop of ordinary people to have a look.

Zhou Shu was puzzled by the flaws in the art of casting soldiers.

Re-opening a path is not so easy.

He travels the world to find some inspiration.

The reason why he pays attention to the blacksmith shops of ordinary people is because the things these blacksmiths do are somewhat similar to the forging divisions, but they are not affected by the art of forging soldiers. Be inspired by yourself.

To blaze a new path, Zhou Shu decided to forget all the previous paths first, otherwise, he would not be able to get rid of the influence of the existing technique of casting soldiers.

"Work hard and you will succeed."

Zhou Shu said to the stone.

"Thank you sir."

Stone said quickly.

"Sir, what would you like to order? We can make it for you."

The seasoned and prudent blacksmith also came up and said.

A "big man" who is suspected to be a qualified martial artist——

To these blacksmiths, even a ninth-rank martial artist is an uncompromising figure.

It is impossible for such a big man to appear in a blacksmith's shop under normal circumstances.

Whatever they need at home, they have their own servants to take care of it. The place they go should be the kind of business where the big man goes.

But when the guests came, they didn't dare to neglect.

"I don't buy anything, I want to ask, are you still recruiting people here?"

Zhou Shu said.

All the blacksmiths were stunned, recruiting? What's the meaning?

The seasoned and prudent blacksmith bravely looked up and down at Zhou Shu.

The young man in front of him could shatter an iron sword with a single finger, so let's not talk about it. Judging from his clothes, he clearly came from an extraordinary background. With the clothes on him, he could buy the entire blacksmith shop.

He asked if the place was recruiting, and it was definitely not the one I thought it was recruiting.

The mature and prudent blacksmith muttered to himself, with a smile on his face, and said, "Sir, can you make it clear?"

"I'm not an adult."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said calmly, "I'm asking, do you still recruit people to work in your shop? I want to find a blacksmith to work."

"what?"

Hearing Zhou Shu's words, the blacksmiths exclaimed almost simultaneously.

He came to work in our blacksmith's shop?

"Sir, we are a blacksmith's shop here, and the maximum monthly salary is one or two taels of silver. We—"

The seasoned and prudent blacksmith hesitated.

"Can."

Zhou Shu nodded, "The salary is not important, I mainly want to find a place to learn a craft."

The blacksmiths looked at each other in dismay. You are an entry-level martial artist and want to learn a craft?

The point is, we're just a blacksmith shop here. What kind of craft do you come to learn from us?

Learn to strike iron?

Does an entry-level martial artist need to learn to strike iron?

Even if you want to learn, you have to learn the art of forging soldiers.

"that--"

The experienced and prudent blacksmith pondered for a moment, then said, "Sir, I can't control this matter, I have to wait for our boss to come back."

"Where did your boss go?"

Zhou Shu asked casually.

"Our boss went out to deliver goods, and he will be back soon."

said the mature and prudent blacksmith.

Although Zhou Shu came to find work, for some unknown reason, those old blacksmiths felt like they had become job seekers, and Zhou Shu was like a boss.

Even if it is deliberately restrained, Zhou Shu's aura, casually leaking a little bit, is not something that these ordinary blacksmiths can bear.

While he was talking, a tall, white-haired old man walked in.

The old man was quite old, but his muscles were still clearly defined.

The seasoned and prudent blacksmith walked up to him quickly and whispered something in the old man's ear.

With Zhou Shu's strength, no matter how small his voice is, Zhou Shu can still hear it clearly.

But instead of eavesdropping, he just stood there quietly.

Hearing the blacksmith's words, the old man's face flashed with surprise.

He glanced at the broken piece of iron on the ground, then looked at Zhou Shu.

"This lord—"

He said thoughtfully.

"Don't call me my lord, I'm just a destitute person who wants to find a place to learn a craft. The salary is not important. Boss, can you give me a chance? I still have a lot of strength."

Zhou Shu said.

The old man was stunned for a moment, with a thoughtful look on his face.

What the blacksmiths can see, he can also see.

The young man in front of him, looking at his clothes, is either rich or expensive, and the value of the clothes on his body, I am afraid that he can buy his blacksmith shop.

For such a person, there is no need at all to talk about his idea of ​​hitting his blacksmith's shop.

His blacksmith shop has nothing special at all, and it doesn't make much money. What is this big guy doing with the idea of ​​his blacksmith shop?

Speaking of learning a craft...

This kind of person wants to learn craftsmanship. I don’t know how many people will take the initiative to teach them. Does it need to come to his little blacksmith shop?

His craftsmanship here is not very good.

A good man does not strike iron, that is the truth that the common people know.

Blacksmithing and forging soldiers are two completely different industries.

The old man couldn't understand no matter how he thought about it, why such a big man came to work in his blacksmith shop.

Unless his family is in the middle of the road.

But the family is in the middle of the road, and he also has the cultivation of a rank martial artist, so there should be no problem with food and clothing.

The old man has experienced ups and downs all his life, and he knows that there must be a reason for a demon if something goes wrong.

He subconsciously wanted to reject Zhou Shu, but if he refused, he didn't dare to say it.

Anyway, even if the young man in front of him is only a ninth-rank martial artist, that's not something they can afford to offend~www.readwn.com~ In case of rejecting him, he will become angry...

"Boss, I'm here to learn craftsmanship sincerely, and I'm in Michigan, and I really don't have any background and no enemies. You don't have to worry that I'll cause you trouble."

Zhou Shu said sternly, he was also improvised, or else, before he came here, he would have changed his clothes.

"If it's really inconvenient, I don't need any wages, as long as you allow me to help in the shop, boss, and watch the big guy work the iron by the way."

Zhou Shu's expression is very sincere, no matter who it is, I am afraid that he will not have the heart to reject him.

The old man was also hesitant.

He was silent for a full quarter of an hour before slowly opening his mouth and said, "If that's the case, then you can stay for the first time. The wages are the same as the stone, one tael of silver a month. If the business is good, there will be other rewards."

The old man decided to pretend that he didn't know this young man's extraordinary origins. This kind of eldest young master just wanted to play, but he wouldn't come after a few days. Even if he played with him, it wouldn't matter.

"The shop has a longer working time every day. It takes five hours a day and starts work every day. If you can't come for any personal business, you can ask for leave in advance without deduction of wages."

"As for the craftsmanship of blacksmithing, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask anyone here. Lao Zhao and Lao Zhang are all old-fashioned styles that have been fighting for decades..."

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