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Chapter 100 The story mission of the premature death (for subscription)
After confirming his guess, Bai Fan bid farewell to the woman, walked around the village, took a general look at the situation of the village, and then returned to the room where the village head was.

"Master the village head."

"Oh? But you found your father?"

"Not yet, but I just saw that everyone in the village was using saltpeter to soak iron wire and bamboo shreds. May I ask how much the iron wire and bamboo shreds are purchased for? If we can live on this, my father and I You don’t have to go into the mountains all day.”

This time, there was no text prompt, and Bai Fan could only follow his own ideas and compile it based on the background information given by the previous secret realm.

Hearing Bai Fan's thoughts, the village head froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"Young man, the production of iron wire and bamboo wire is very troublesome, and the purchase price is only fifteen copper coins, and among the fifteen copper coins, there are still ten copper coins to be distributed to the craftsmen who remove the iron wire and bamboo wire from the bamboo pole. .

Because one person can handle iron wire and bamboo shreds, but there are only two people in the village who can slice bamboo poles into bamboo shreds.

If the whole family can be supported by this, why do the men in our village bother to go hunting in the mountains? "

"Then, village chief, can I learn the technique of cutting iron-thread bamboo into silk?"

If this is also the rule of the game, in Bai Fan's view, a piece of iron wire and bamboo wire is probably a novice task, right?
Sure enough, after Bai Fan asked, the village head did not refuse, but enthusiastically took Bai Fan to the craftsman's home to study.

"Iron thread bamboo is only found near us. If you learn it, the whole village will thank you."

When the village chief said this, Bai Fan understood that the background of the village was set by the secret realm.

Iron wire bamboo shreds are probably the special product of this 'small mountain' village, so the village chief doesn't mind others learning how to slice bamboo shreds. Anyway, those who know how to slice bamboo shreds will definitely not handle the bamboo shreds themselves, and have to leave it to the villagers.

The village head led Bai Fan to the door of a house next door.

"This is Lao Zhong's home, and the other one who knows how to make bamboo silk is his son.

It’s not that he’s not willing to teach, it’s mainly because it takes too long to practice compared to going out to hunt. Everyone’s family is poor, and there’s no guarantee that their own children will be able to practice. As a result, only Lao Zhong and his son are now Will be a piece of bamboo. "

As if worried that Bai Fan might misunderstand, the village chief even specially explained something for Lao Zhong.

When the village chief brought Bai Fan in, Lao Zhong was working. He was sitting in the middle of the yard, with a pile of bamboo poles beside him.

He was so focused that Bai Fan and the village chief came in without even looking up.

Bai Fan didn't speak, just stood quietly and watched.

Old Zhong held a bamboo pole with one hand, and held a narrow blade with the other hand, aimed at the head of the bamboo pole, pulled it downward, and a long bamboo thread was sliced ​​out.

To the naked eye, the bamboo thread looks like a translucent silk thread, but the current bamboo thread is much harder than ordinary silk thread, and it needs to be processed before it can be called iron thread bamboo thread.

Seeing that Lao Zhong's hand stopped, he sliced ​​off the trunk completely with one knife at a time, leaving only the green and white bamboo flesh inside, then he raised his head and nodded to the village chief as a greeting.

Bai Fan didn't care about Lao Zhong and ignored himself.

Now he is carefully recalling the movements of Old Zhong's hand when he was cutting bamboo.

It seems that the bamboo thread is cut by the right hand holding the knife, but in fact the movement of the right hand is negligible, and it is the left hand holding the bamboo that is mainly moving.

With the addition of skill experience, the process of the old bell piece of bamboo is like a decomposition tutorial in slow motion, which is presented in Bai Fan's mind bit by bit, and subconsciously imitated it in his hands.

Just as the village chief was about to introduce Bai Fan to Lao Zhong, he saw Lao Zhong stretch out his hand to signal him to keep quiet, and pointed to Bai Fan beside him.

Only then did the village chief notice that Bai Fan was standing still and making gestures.

After waiting for nearly 10 minutes, Bai Fan finally recovered from that state, and looked at the village chief and Lao Zhong apologetically.

"Sorry, I was a little obsessed just now."

Seeing that Bai Fan had recovered, Lao Zhong directly picked up a piece of bamboo in his hand and handed it to Bai Fan together with the knife in his hand.

"Try?"

"it is good!"

Nodding seriously, Bai Fan took the bamboo from Lao Zhong's hand, sat down on the ground, and began to imitate.

The first cut, failed.

The second cut, failed.

Until the No. 14 knife, Bai Fan finally sliced ​​a qualified bamboo thread, which was thin enough and long enough.

No.15 knife, failed.

No.16 knife, success.

After that, Bai Fan did not fail again.

For a piece of bamboo of the same thickness, the old bell produced 42 bamboo strands. Bai Fan cut the knife 31 times, failed [-] times, and succeeded [-] times.

"You've practiced before!"

Seeing Bai Fan's growth rate, Lao Zhong said something with certainty, but Bai Fan didn't refute.

"I haven't practiced this before, but I used to chop wood with a knife to make traps."

What skills experience endows Bai Fan is only theoretical knowledge and skills, but Bai Fan's body has not fully mastered these skills.

However, it is much better than the "eyes: understand it, brain: I know it, hands: you can do it" that everyone ridicules on the Internet, because Bai Fanshang really knows and understands those skills.

After a short trial, he has mastered the skills in this area, and even in the later stage, Bai Fan's skills are no worse than the old clock that has been making bamboo for decades.

But Bai Fan feels that this is not his limit, he can do better.

Thinking of this, Bai Fan took another piece of bamboo and began to slice bamboo threads.

But this time, for one piece of bamboo, Bai Fan produced 51 bamboo strands, which already exceeded the data of Lao Zhong, but the time consumption was about the same as that of Lao Zhong, also about half an hour.

Seeing this, the village chief's excitement over Bai Fan's ability to slice bamboo shreds turned cold again.

With such skills in his twenties, if he stays in their village, the village chief feels that he has a conscience.

"You, young man, at the beginning of next month, there will be the selection of mechanism master apprentices in Dashan City. Would you like to give it a try? I think you can."

Hearing the village chief's words, Bai Fan's automatic brain supplement system reminded him to complete the novice task and accept the prompt for the next round of tasks.

"Then thank you, the village chief. Then I'll get to know more about the techniques in the village these few days, and ask the village chief and Master Zhong for more guidance."

In the dimension, there is no material processing step.

Not to mention wood or bamboo, even ore, there is no so-called purification operation.

What quality is dug out, and what quality is in the end, just put it in the skill bar.

Bai Fan felt that he might be able to take advantage of these few days to get a handle on how to deal with the iron wire and bamboo wire, which should also be a hidden secret reward.

There is no hint in the secret realm, but it should be solidified as a skill when you leave the secret realm, right?
It's just a guess, but it doesn't stop Bai Fan from trying.

Thinking of this, Bai Fan looked at the system time and chose to exit the secret realm again.

After Bai Fan chose to exit the secret realm, the village chief and Lao Zhong suddenly froze, and the white mist appeared and dissipated. Bai Fan immediately looked at the system time.

In the secret realm, Bai Fan spent a total of five hours and twenty minutes, which is 320 minutes, but the time in the dimension only passed 32 minutes.

Although he already knew the answer, Bai Fan chose to go offline to confirm the time.

However, thinking that he went offline suddenly in the middle of the night, Zhang Qing also went offline because of worrying about him, so Bai Fan sent Zhang Qing a message first.

【Gong Ziyu: I'm going offline to go to the bathroom. 】

Real time is [-]:[-] in the morning.

"The flow of time is really different. The time flow in the secret realm is about ten times faster than it actually is, so the dimensional game is actually another plane, and the secret realm in the dimension is the real virtual reality. That's why it appears. Inconsistent time flow?"

According to Bai Fan's current knowledge, he can only make such a guess.

Bai Fan felt that this was a good thing for him.

The skill experience that has been manifested is currently only organ manufacturing and cooking.

Cooking skills can usually be familiarized by cooking, but apart from cutting a piece of wood that looks like a machine crossbow that day, there is no time to master it after that.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the secret realm, no matter what rewards you can get in the end, at least you can be more proficient at making mechanism parts, and you can try to reproduce the mechanism in the game into reality in the future.

It would be a bit of a waste of energy if those institutions were directly realized.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Bai Fan went online, he received a message from Zhang Qing.

[Designer Sunshine: You boys go to the bathroom, so fast? 】

……

How does Bai Fan explain this, saying that he just went offline and checked the time before coming back?
If Zhang Qing asked one more question, you boys still go to the bathroom regularly, Bai Fan felt that his image would be completely gone.

Therefore, Bai Fan chose to ignore it and pretended not to see it.

Next, it will take four hours until dawn, and it will be forty hours in the secret realm.

On the first day of entering the secret realm, before it was dark, Bai Fan successfully obtained the steps of processing iron wire bamboo silk by relying on the large amount of bamboo silk he produced, and found out the use of this kind of bamboo silk from the mouth of the village chief. .

The processed bamboo silk is impervious to water and fire, and ordinary sharp blades cannot cause harm. Because of the smell produced by being polished and soaked in saltpeter, it can also play a role in repelling mosquitoes, so it is often woven into silk surface and used as a surgical organ. Or protect key parts.

If you don't think the smell is too strong, or if you are willing to spend more time to deodorize the bamboo silk, you can also mix other materials to make bamboo silk soft armor for people to wear.

As for the father who got lost in the mountains, the village chief didn't mention it, neither did Bai Fan.

In addition, Bai Fan found that he was sleepy in the secret realm, what is this, sleeping in a dream?
Although he did not experience negative states such as 'fatigue', Bai Fan could clearly feel that his reaction and concentration began to drop sharply, and he could only go to sleep in the end.

Leaving the secret realm will cause the time in the secret realm to be suspended, anyway, this sleep will have to sleep sooner or later.

The men in the village who went hunting in the mountains also returned to the village one after another, discussing their gains loudly.

And just tonight, a group of five people came from outside the village.

The five people came from the Zhao family in the nearby big mountain city, and they were competitors with the Wang family who bought the iron wire and bamboo wire from a small mountain village.

Either sell them all the iron wire and bamboo shreds produced in the village, or they will kill all the people in the village, in short, they will cut off the Wang family's source of income.

As a result, before the five of them arrived at the small mountain village, they encountered a somewhat boring 'wind' outside the village.

"Huh? Mechanism beast?"

After the leader saw the wind, he looked around for no one, and directly reached out his hand to greet the four subordinates, preparing to restrain the mechanism beast, take off its energy core, and either keep it for himself or sell it later.

Then there is no more then.

The battle was over the moment they decided to do it. These people didn't even get a second slap, and they lay straight on the ground.

Seeing them lying on the ground without making a sound, Feng ran to them curiously and patted the leader's crotch with his paw.

"Ow?"

The wind clearly felt that the feeling of these people seemed to be different from last time?
Why did it deflate all at once and still sticky?

Tried back and forth a few times, and found that they still hadn't turned into light, and the wind was not interested, so I found a creek I found before to wash my paws.

As a result, Bai Fan was woken up by the sound outside the room early the next morning.

When I came to the door, I found the dignified faces of the village chief and the villagers.

"Village Chief, is this?"

"It may be that the wild beasts in the mountains came out. I originally wanted you to wait two days before leaving. Now it seems that you should start today. Don't delay the trip because of the wild beasts."

Hearing what the village chief said, Bai Fan subconsciously thought of a certain novel he had read before, or the plots in some novels.

When the village encounters a wild beast, the protagonist steps forward to protect the village, and the village chief thanks him for his kindness and gives the protagonist some of the treasures that have been handed down from generation to generation in the village, and some even give them to his daughter.

Although it seems that the village head doesn't have a daughter at present, this does not prevent Bai Fan from being ready to take on this task.

With Feng in charge of military force, Bai Fan is not worried about this kind of task that requires force value, and firmly expresses his desire to protect the village.

"No, this beast is too ferocious.

We don't go out of the village these days, just stay in the village to deal with the iron wire and bamboo shreds. There is no food around here, and the beasts will leave naturally if they can't find anything to eat.

When the Wang family comes to buy the bamboo silk, if the beast hasn't left, just pay them to kill the beast. "

Not only the village chief is persuading, but other villagers are also persuading Bai Fan.

When he heard the villagers' description of the dead outside the village, Bai Fan suddenly thought of a possibility.

In addition to face-to-face communication, within a certain range, Bai Fan can have direct conversations through the spiritual link with Feng.

'Did you meet someone yesterday? '

Feng gave Bai Fan an affirmative answer.

Just about to ask Feng if he killed them, after thinking about it, Bai Fan changed the question.

'Have they become light? '

Sensing the loss and doubt conveyed by the wind, Bai Fan blinked, chose to accept the kindness of the villagers, and headed to Dashan City ahead of schedule.

These five people should be a plot, but now it has been 'terminated' by the wind, and it is unlikely that there will be other plots in terms of time. Naturally, Bai Fan will not stay in the small mountain village.

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