Some of the magic tools and materials sent were of great value, so it was expected that the other party would not be able to put them down. Fang Plover didn't have much grudge against this matter. However, the little French girl could never get rid of the sand in her eyes. She was very dissatisfied with the other party's distrust of her and her group, so she simply sent the two teenagers to work as coolies to help Fang Plover carry the magic device and parts.
The young man had just moved a box of parts from under the platform to the door. Before he had time to wipe his sweat, he saw Fang Plover remove the power burst plug-in like a convulsion, and turned it over casually like a Rubik's Cube. Then he inserted it back with a click.
He didn't even have time to see Fang Plover's movements clearly before he saw that the latter had already begun to test the operation of the plug-in.
Is there anyone who can repair magic devices like this?
The young man was full of doubts, but when he saw Fang Yu nodded, he raised the chain sword in his hand, and the red calcite stone of the power burst plug-in suddenly lit up, proving that this skill was already in operation.
"Holy shit!"
The other party's eyes almost bulged out.
Is it really fixed? The young man estimated that it would only take him a quarter of an hour to repair the plug-in. It would take five minutes to disassemble and put it back together. Repairing the structural points was a huge project for a novice. Who wouldn't be cautious for fear of scrapping the plug-in?
Little did he know that Fang Lu had already practiced multiple parallel skills to perfection since the mainland league.
Others had to carefully connect more than a dozen structural points one by one, but Fang Plover directly advanced in four lines, using only 70% of his speed in training, and it only took about ten seconds from start to finish.
Moreover, Fang Plover has long been accustomed to this kind of repair speed. During the Battle of Changxia, how could he have any time to waste time? Could it be that she disliked Miss Scarpet's knife for not being sharp enough?
He released the chained sword in his hand.
The young man looked at him with incomprehensible admiration. Listening to the Rain was a second- and third-tier guild in the Cloud Sea area. Although it was not as good as the Rainbow Alliance and the Descendants of Flor, the sparrows in the guild were Small, but well-equipped.
It's not like he has never seen the so-called professional alchemists in the guild. Of course they are much better than his apprentice, but compared with the one in front of him, there is a huge difference.
And the other person is about the same age as him, almost the same age. Where can ordinary people find such a genius? The boy instinctively felt that his guild was lucky. They might have met the top talents who were traveling and training in Aitaria from the super first-line guilds in the second world.
Silver Vislan?
Or Elite?
Or the Rosi Crusaders?
The young man's mind was spinning with those glittering names, and for a moment he couldn't help but have some wild thoughts. The top alchemists were different from the warriors. Some of the first-line guilds in Aitaria - such as the Spear of the Silver Forest and the Red Clothes of Jefrit. The team can also cultivate good talents.
But the top selectors of life professions are basically all from the top ten guilds in the domestic competition area.
"Mr. Ed, who are you?" The young man couldn't help but use honorifics in his tone. What is the status of the top ten guilds in the domestic super competitive league? Not only in the first world, but even in the second world, they are still unattainable to ordinary chosen people.
Those selectors who often appear on TV are actually just the star selectors from the top ten guilds. When they were in service, each of them was a living legend, and after they retired, they were at least the same legends they once were.
Just like Fang Yu, although this boy is not a member of the first world branch of the top ten guilds, nor is he even a reserve guild member of the club's fans, but who in their generation is not yearning for those names that shine like stars to enter this world? of?
When he thought that there might be such a chosen one in front of him, the young man felt that his feet were a little weak.
But Fang Yu naturally didn't know that one of his unintentional actions would make the other person think about so many things. Of course, if he knew, he would only be glad that he had developed a good habit of wearing a mask in front of outsiders.
Otherwise, if the other party recognizes him as the disruptor in the Continental League, there will be no end in sight. If not, the military will be attracted.
Of course, the secret joy in his heart was inevitable. He was still just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and it was inevitable that he had a little vanity.
But now he only shook his head and said: "Don't be too happy too early. This thing is not that easy to repair. I am very curious about who is using this chain sword. Is he afraid that the condition of his weapon is too good?"
"it's me."
A somewhat cold voice came in from outside the house.
Fang Yu unexpectedly raised his head and almost jumped up from his seat: "Holy shit, it's you!"
He pointed at the young man outside the door who had silver hair, a pair of long pointed wolf ears standing on top of his head, and a pair of narrow silver eyes that were as soft as a girl's and shouted.
It was like seeing a ghost.
That young man was none other than Contestant No. 6 whom he had met once at Traveler's Rest.
Speaking of which, this was the first time he heard the other party's voice. Just as he expected, there was a bit of indifference, but it was not annoying.
He looked at the weapon in his hand in disbelief: "Is this your chain sword?"
The young man nodded.
"But you are not a battle craftsman?"
The young man glanced at him noncommittally, his silver eyes cold, but surprisingly not aggressive. "so what?"
Fang Yu thought about it carefully and then understood the other person's profession: "Are you the Supreme One?"
The Supreme is the abbreviation for the alchemist who chooses the Supreme Choice School among the combat craftsmen. In addition, there are the Ruler (the Construct Lord School), the Sword Bearer (the Immortal Knight School) and the Controller.
But the other party neither answered yes nor no, but only looked at him suspiciously: "No wonder you didn't know how to dual-control at that time. It turns out that you are not a combat craftsman, but a full-time alchemist."
"What a pity," he shook his head: "Your Clockwork Fairy control is pretty good, 70% as good as mine. If you have multiple control talents, you will have a place among the first-line guilds."
Fang Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this. This guy's beauty was breathtaking. No wonder the other party would use the clockwork fairy to compete with him regardless of the occasion.
What a pity, if there wasn't something wrong with his control gloves, he would have beaten this guy to pieces. Fang Yu completely forgot about his mental retardation at that time and threw the blame to the control glove without hesitation.
However, this guy actually thought that he was a full-time alchemist, which made him laugh inwardly. He was happy to pretend to be deaf and dumb. After all, the target of the combat craftsman was too conspicuous.
It is inconsistent with his current need to pursue a low profile.
On the other hand, the young trainee alchemist was winking at the latter frequently, looking anxious: "Bai Hua, Mr. Ed, he——"
"What? Is there something wrong with your eyes? You keep blinking?" The latter looked at the other person and asked bluntly.
The young apprentice alchemist rolled his eyes and almost fainted.
He had always wanted to tell the other party privately what he had seen before, but he didn't expect that before he could say anything, he was blocked by the other party's words.
Fang Yu was also stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this boy's name was Bai Hua - or ID.
It doesn't sound like a foreigner's name, and it doesn't fit in with the naming style of people in the wilderness. Does that mean that this boy is actually a Chosen One?
He stopped and subconsciously twitched his nose - the strange fragrance was particularly obvious in the small room. The smell of dragon blood wood after being roasted is exactly the same as the smell of Miss Miya.
He subconsciously looked at the other person's wrist. Sure enough, there was a string of red wooden beads on the boy's fair wrist. Perhaps noticing his gaze, the young man frowned in disgust and covered his wrist with his other hand.
“Are you a Rainmaker person?”
"So what?"
"I heard that you took away the Ring of Golden Flame?" Fang Plover naturally heard the news from Mazak, although he now knew that the ring was a fake.
However, he still had to ask this question because he knew that the ring ended up in the hands of the Dragon Cult. After the battle of Dolifen, he became wary of this matter.
He had to find out whether the Rain Listeners, like the Dragon Fire Guild, had colluded with the Dragon Worshipers. If so, he would have to consider whether it was still necessary to implement the agreement between his group and the other party.
After hearing his question, Bai Hua glanced at him warily: "What does this have to do with you?"
Fang Yu fiddled with the chain sword in his hand: "This is your weapon. Although I promised you, it does not mean that I can repair these things well. For example, this sword of yours is a bit hopeless. , by the way, how did you use it?"
But Bai Hua heard the implication of his words and looked at him slightly stunned: "You mean, you can cultivate this sword well?"
This chain sword was sent by him, so he naturally knew what the sword was like. He had no hope of getting the sword back, he just wanted to see if the other party could make a similar replacement.
Fang Yu used the flaw detection lens to scan the chain sword. He had actually inspected the sword a long time ago, so he naturally knew what the problem with this thing was. The BX0700 chain sword is a good sword. Although it is a mass-produced work of the Imperial Workshop, this batch of chain swords was personally supervised by Pinault, the great alchemist of the empire at that time, so it is also a rare quality product, so it is very popular in the market. It can only be sold for a high price of 40,000 to 50,000 Risels.
This type and batch of chain swords were very popular among the previous generation of selectors, but they are actually rare on the market today. I don’t know how the other party got it, but it is obvious that the other party still values this thing.
But this was only the second time in his life that Fang Plover used his sword in such a barbaric way. If this question wasn't too sensitive, he really wanted to ask if the other party knew a strange woman named Miya, or if the fighting style of the people of Lotao was so bold.
The main problem with this chain sword is the metal fatigue and hidden damage of the blade. In theory, the only way to repair it is to start from the structural point. But the problem is that the structure of the chain sword is too complex, and it is difficult for ordinary people to repair it from the material.
Not to mention ordinary people, even he would find it difficult to complete this work through the selector system. He had used the system to evaluate it before and concluded that the structure diagram could not be expanded.
The other party must have also tried this method. He only had to look at the faces of the trainee alchemist and Bai Hua to understand that there was nothing they could do on this road.
Yes, without the Chosen System, the Chosen are nothing in this world.
But he is different.
Where did he get the Chosen One system when he was in Dawn Star? He still supported the entire group's maintenance work with one person. Even if there were some things that couldn't be repaired, he could find another way to realize at least part of its functions.
On the one hand, the theory of the Kapka School itself focuses on the basics.
Fang Yu glanced at Bai Hua proudly, and without saying much, he directly took out a set of tools from the craftsman's table, unfolded the metallographic tools and magic furnace, and placed the chain sword on top.
While flipping open the monocle and pulling down the goggles, the repair work began.
He tried it and found that he had not lost the knowledge he had mastered in the past. On the contrary, his skills had improved a step further because of his level up and his rich experience.
It didn't take him long to repair the first chain blade.
The young trainee alchemist's eyes widened when he saw it, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Practical skills, will anyone learn this now?"
Bai Hua looked at this scene coldly. Of course he wouldn't be unclear about what Fang Plover was doing now.
Sure enough, Fang Yu suddenly put down the forging hammer in his hand, pulled up his goggles, turned around and spread his hands towards him: "Ah, my ability can only go so far. Although I have learned the following steps in Kapka, I forgot what to do for a while.”
Jita looked at this scene and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Fang Yu glared at the little girl angrily, thinking to be more serious, I'm going to get down to business now.
The boy from Lotao subconsciously bit his lip, his long pointed ears twitched slightly, and then he said in a deep voice: "What exactly do you want to know?"
"Where did the Ring of Golden Flame go?"
Bai Hua's face was very ugly: "Your target is indeed that ring, but unfortunately I have already given it to someone else."
"Someone else?" Fang Pulou frowned and asked, "Who is it?"
"I don't know," the young man shook his head: "Someone asked me to go to that place to get the ring, and then asked me to hand it over to those people. I didn't even meet those people. I just put the things in the designated place."
Fang Yu glanced at the other party suspiciously when he heard this: "Who gave the order? Was it the higher-ups of your guild?"
"no."
"Who is that?"
"I can't tell you. If you want to know this answer before you are willing to practice sword training, then there is no need." The young man said while reaching out to get his sword back.
But Fang Yu held his hand, shook his head and said, "No, that's enough."
Helping the other party repair the magic device was an agreement between Miss Etila and the Rain Listeners. In fact, he only needed to know that the Rain Listeners Guild had nothing to do with the Dragon Worship Cult.
As for whether this guy is related to the Dragon Worshipers, he actually doesn't care.
He didn't intend to have anything to do with this guy anyway.
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