MTL - Shadow Hack-v2 Chapter 862 Helpless Milo

Chapter 862: Helpless Mi Luo

The Colosseum was filled with people, while the chairs on the two floors of the auditorium were removed and packed with people. Everyone couldn't sleep looking at the starry night sky. Within a day, their status changed dramatically, from the dispensable low-level personnel in Shura City to the children of the local people.

The land tribe, the fifth tribe of Shura City, these abandoned people suddenly sit on an equal footing with the people of the four major tribes.

All these changes come from the Sixth Ancestor Xiuchen, and the children of every local tribe are grateful.

"Finally one day I can raise my eyebrows and exhale, and never have to see the children of the four major families to bow to the ground."

"Emm, I heard that children can practice martial arts. Then, can I also practice martial arts."

"Of course, the ancestor will give you all martial arts."

"Well, then I have to protect Amu after practicing martial arts, the protectorate and the ancestors."

A soft conversation sounded in the Colosseum, and everyone looked forward to the coming of tomorrow. As long as you rely on labor, you can get points and exchange points for martial arts. This is a great benefit.

Martial arts that were once out of reach can now be exchanged.

At the same time, the mouse trot out from the fourth floor with a pile of drawings and looked at the dense crowd in the Colosseum. How can so many people pick out those who can forge weapons. After thinking about it, he ran down and came to the rest room on the lowest floor.

As soon as I went in, I saw the old ghost standing with a serious face, in front of him a group of strong men sitting in chairs.

"I'm serious here to say that this time the ancestor asked me to pick out the most powerful people. You were the first to be selected. If you are lazy one by one during the construction of the house, don't blame me. Your one-day point in the construction is one hundred points. "

"The lowest martial arts skill is 1,000 points, which means you can get a martial arts skill as long as you work ten days. Of course, this is under the premise that you work hard for ten days. If you work hard, You have a bad job, you are lazy, and you find that you deduct half of the points at one time. So, you must be clear in your mind, don't blame me for not reminding you. "

The three strong men in three rows were all excited, and no one paid attention to the punishment that the old ghost said. What a joke. They came here to participate in the construction project to earn points, and now a martial arts skill requires only a minimum of ten days of work points. Who would be lazy.

The old ghost nodded with satisfaction when he looked at the strong men underneath.

"Old ghost, come here." The rat stood at the door, yelling.

The old ghost saw the mouse holding a pile of paper in his hand, and said doubtfully, "What are you doing? What's in your hand?"

"A drawing given by an adult. I just returned from the adult and he gave me a task. But when I came down, everyone in the Colosseum lay down, and I was not good enough to run in and select people. So come and ask Ask you to see if you are someone who is good at forging weapons. If you have one, give it to me. "

The old ghost frowned. In the previous slum area, there were some people who helped the four major ethnic groups to forge weapons, and they knew more or less. It is only that the proportion of these people who know how to forge is very small, and he cannot guarantee whether the first batch of workers recruited will forge weapons.

"Is there any one of you who can forge weapons? Some raise their hands." The old ghost turned and shouted at the three rows of strong men.

The three rows of brawny men looked around and looked puzzled. In the last row, a strong man with a shapely body, Gal, rolled his eyes slightly, and retracted slightly to ensure that he sitting in front could block him all. For him, forging is just a technique. Before life, he has always helped people of the four major races to forge weapons.

Now participating in this construction, you can get one hundred points every day. Ten days can be exchanged for a martial art, so good welfare, why did Gallo go back and forge. Everyone wants to be a strong man, and he is no exception.

The two strong men sitting next to Galo looked back and forth, locked their eyes on Galo's body, flashed his eyes, and shouted, "Garro, haven't you done it in the forges of the four major races before? You should know how to forge. "

"Yeah, yeah, you can forge it, Galo. Old ghost, Galo knows how to forge it." The other person stood up and pointed at the Garo hiding underneath, and said excitedly.

Garra, who bent his entire waist, looked pale, and the most feared was this time. The two friends around him sold him directly and were excited. This is over, the job with the highest welfare is gone, and we have to be a blacksmith again.

The old ghost glanced at him, and Nagar was bending over and hiding, trying to say something. The mouse came in from the door and said with a smile: "If you know how to forge, come out. The ancestor ordered to work overnight to make the things on the drawing. If you make one, it is a thousand points."

One thousand points!

The strong men in the rest room all screamed and raised their hands. Forging a thing is a martial art, and everyone wants to participate in such a profitable thing.

"I! I! I! I can forge, I'm good at this."

"I will, too. Choose me. I'm better than him."

"I'm strong and forging is faster."

The mouse looked at everyone with their hands raised, his face suddenly gloomy, and Lengheng said, "If it is true, it will raise your hand. If it is fake, then the things made will be useless. Don't want to score points one by one. And have to be punished. "

The words fell, and everyone raised their raised hands together, silent. Gallo looked around and immediately raised his hand and said, "I, I will forge."

"Then you come out and follow me. The rest will listen to the old ghost."

Gallo came out with a look of excitement, and followed the mouse, one head shorter. The rat went round and round, looking for the forging room in the Colosseum. During the last mission, the mouse ran to the beast room on the other side and saw a piece of forged room through a corridor.

After searching for a long time, the mouse found the long abandoned forging room and laid the drawings on the table. Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to look at the tall Gal, and said, "Since you can forge, look at these drawings. If so, start to do it, and work overnight. You will be alone tonight, the rest, I Only tomorrow morning, they will be elected among the local children. "

"Hey, let me see what's on the drawing."

(End of this chapter)