In Su Lun's eyes, the wristband that Rody handed over seemed to be the same as the semi-finished product he had seen before - because according to his understanding, after the magic nodes of the fur of the monster were disordered, no matter how it was made, it would not be able to produce top-grade products.
However, thinking of the current status gap between himself and Rody, Su Lun raised his hands cautiously and took it... His idea was very simple. Are you convinced
Looking at Roddy, Su Lun found that the latter didn't seem to care about what he said, but just sat casually at the table, and stretched out his hands to sort out the remaining materials.
Is this typical of leaders? Blind confidence in yourself
Su Lun shook his head helplessly, and lowered his head while holding the wristband, and was about to speak, but his brows suddenly frowned
"What's this?"
In an instant, many questions popped up in his mind, but Su Lun didn't know which one he should ask: I have seen this sewing technique and cutting method before, but after making it...it shouldn't be like this the effect
As a leatherworker with decent strength, Su Lun can understand the concept of "magic node", which has proved that he is much stronger than ordinary leatherworkers. But on how to use these "magic nodes", his thinking is very different from Rody's - Su Lun's approach is to "go with the flow" as much as possible and not to disrupt the operation of the "nodes". The equipment produced can at least guarantee some of the effectiveness that the monsters had at the beginning. With better luck, there may be additional protective effects.
And Rody's approach is completely opposite to Su Lun, he completely disrupted the operation of the magic nodes, and forcibly "reorganized" them
Su Lun felt his hands trembling—he suddenly thought of a possibility: Did Rody disrupt those magic nodes on purpose
Carefully observing the stitching pattern, Su Lun felt that his scalp was a little numb. Not to mention the thread material used, just this kind of skill without the slightest error is enough to be called a "master-level" handwriting, the mithril lock buckle Its design is completely different from the previous design ideas, it is firm and easy to disassemble.
Su Lun didn't think much, and stretched out his hand to put the wristband on his left arm, and then he clearly caught a wave of magic power rippling on his arm, and then spread throughout his body
"How can it be?"
Excellent equipment will not have such a strong reaction. Only the legendary "magic equipment" can bring such an effect. Su Lun has only worn magic equipment once in his life, so he clearly discerned what this fluctuation means …
The concept of turning low-level Warcraft skins into magic equipment is no less than someone turning rusted copper coins into gold coins in an instant.
"How is it impossible?"
Roddy's rhetorical question seemed to come from far away, Su Lun shuddered, and instantly realized how ridiculous his previous thoughts were
Do you still want to show off your abilities in front of Roddy? I'm afraid he can't even compare to one-tenth of his abilities...
Recalling those previous thoughts, Su Lun couldn't help but blushed, hurriedly took off the wristband and put it on the table, and said in a low voice, "You... are you a leatherworking master?"
Rody was noncommittal and did not answer this question. Instead, he reached out and took out a stack of parchment full of handwriting and patterns, and handed it to Su Lun: "I know what you want to ask. I disrupted the magic nodes just to reorganize."
"Because I know very well that the practice of keeping the magic power node unchanged is wrong from beginning to end."
What people are most afraid of is not not working hard enough, but that after half a lifetime of hard work on the road to success, they suddenly find that their direction is wrong.
Su Lun's face was pale, and it was difficult for him to accept Luo Di's words for a while. When he turned his eyes to the parchment that Luo Di handed over, he was stunned in place as if struck by lightning, his chest heaved violently, and he stammered. : "Did you give this to me?"
There is nothing else on the parchment, it is all about the law of reorganization of "magic nodes" and the secrets of making "magic equipment"
Su Lun was surprised because this kind of thing is often a "secret" passed down by a leatherworking family, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a "priceless treasure" used to pass down the family. But at this time, Rody handed it to him very casually. What does this mean
Rody seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and asked, "Want to hear the truth?"
Su Lun nodded.
"I know that you are difficult for ordinary people to control, so I came to you."
This is the truth, and Roddy has no intention of concealing it, "But I think your ability...may not be limited to strengthening the system."
"I will try my best to teach you what I know, and I will find better materials for you. As long as you are willing, you will be my dedicated leatherworker in the future. You will become a high-level leatherworker, and then reach the level of 'grandmaster,' Even 'Great Master,'."
During the speech, the "Grand Master" cobbler, who might not necessarily have more than two hands in the whole kingdom, seemed to have become a Chinese cabbage, but Luo Di's indifferent tone made Su Lun believe that he was not just "painting cakes".
This negotiation, which was not like a negotiation, ended the confrontation in silence. Rody took the initiative and disintegrated Su Lun's psychological defense without bloodshed—he tapped the neatly cut leather armor with his fingers, and asked softly. Su Lun asked, "What do you think?"
next morning.
The undead who was in the "Wolverine Mercenary Group" was beheaded, and the head full of burn marks was inserted on the wooden stake. The ferocious and painful expression was clearly visible, silently shocking those who once looked down on Suo Deluoer Xiao Xiao, and the undead spies who were about to move.
The morning wind is cold, and when the sun has not yet risen, the field of vision is full of dark blue. The Duke's Guards were ready to go after breakfast, and more than forty war horses stood outside the manor, snorting together. And when Rody walked out of the mansion, the spacious and comfortable carriage had already parked in front of the door.
Butler John personally picked Roddy to leave, and stood respectfully beside the carriage waiting.
"Adapt to the situation, I leave it to you here."
Standing in front of his team, Rody briefly explained a few words to Suo Deluoer, and his words were full of trust.
"Continuing to hide like this... Maybe it's not a good choice, don't you plan to stand in front of the stage
Soderol asked this question in a low voice, then glanced at John Butler, and added: "Miss Sally is definitely coming back, I think you should seize this opportunity, the Luciferon family is a very good s Choice."
"You really think..."
Luo Di didn't know whether to laugh or cry, did Soderol still want to be a badass? But after thinking about it, in the eyes of the nobles of the Karen Kingdom, "marriage" is a very normal way of superiority, and Suo Deluoer knows Sally's attitude towards him, so it is really normal to have such thoughts.
"I haven't thought about marriage or anything, but there is a plan to become a nobleman, and... it is estimated that it will be implemented soon. If there is any movement, I will notify you at any time to make preparations."
"Okay, waiting for orders at any time."
Soderol made a military salute, followed by the noble salute, which meant that in his heart, obedience to Rody would always come first.
Roddy nodded, stopped talking nonsense, turned around and prepared to board the carriage.
It is now the winter of 6 years, and there is really not much time before 590 years. Obtaining "unclaimed territory" has become Rody's biggest goal next. He went to Hollier City to "receive the reward" on this trip. The idea of "planning for land reclamation".
Because of the escort of the guards, Rody didn't plan to bring scouts for protection. There were only two people accompanying him: one was Su Lun, who was holding the parchment and began to study day and night, and the other was Nata, who was carrying a short bow and pulled up the hood
Priest Akasha was left here. She stood in the line that came to see her off, her face was full of reluctance—she saw the half-finished leather armor that Rody carried in the morning, and she only found out after asking. Among them was a set of equipment that Rody was going to make for that wood elf. Thinking of this, she felt a little uncomfortable.
Why only give it to her? Just because she's a wood elf
Because she is beautiful? Still in good shape
Akasha lowered her head and looked at her chest. She couldn't even see her toes from this angle—after comparing herself with Nata, she couldn't help but have some absurd thoughts in her mind: Could it be that he is more interested in smaller breasts
Forget it, think about it...
Akasha, who used to be easygoing, shook her head, expelled these thoughts from her mind, touched the ring with her fingertips, and when she raised her eyes, she happened to meet Rody who was looking over—
She wanted to say something, but found that Rody looked at the top of her head, her brows suddenly raised slightly, and then a slightly strange sentence came out: "Akasha, you...you can inlay runes."
"Huh? What rune?"
Akasha didn't know why.
"It's okay, I'll tell you when I come back, practice magic arts well, and stay vigilant at all times." Rody was obviously distracted, and after saying these words absently, he looked away.
This made Akasha a little dumbfounded. Why didn't the master he followed even say goodbye? Could it be that he was angry with himself
The carriage started quickly, Akasha raised her hand and wanted to wave it a few times, but saw that Rody had closed the wooden window of the carriage, she pouted her mouth immediately, but then she also knew that being angry was useless, so she could only sigh, Watching the convoy gradually go away.
Suo Deluoer noticed this scene, coughed and turned away, lamenting that Roddy's nerves were really slow, but turned his head and said to Luge and Carter who were whispering next to him: "What are you talking about? Go, go, noon training As usual, the patrolling patrols go..."
After the war, the spirits of the soldiers had already relaxed. Ruger and Carter walked away laughing and laughing. The maids in the manor began to get busy. The scout who delivered the message brought over stacks of files. They were anxiously lining up outside to be summoned, pointing at the head planted in front of the manor with apprehensive expressions...
From the time he left Hollier City to now, he has finally gained a firm foothold—this may be the true meaning of several life-and-death battles.
Soderol said with emotion, turned and walked towards the living room.
And hundreds of meters away, Rody looked at the [task bar] quietly, rubbing his eyes with some headaches: "The epic mission of the undead, the orc's change, the unclaimed territory... There is only one hundred and fifty days left."
Raising his head, he looked at the edge of the forest that was getting closer and closer, listening to the noise of the bumpy road and the friction of the wheels in his ears, but he was even more troubled by the problem he found after checking the Akasha status bar just now—
"It's obviously just an advanced god priest, how can there be an 'angel of death, this kind of pervert,..."