Warcraft Fortress

Chapter 7 Wheat Field Puppet

Obviously, the value of these six grid rewards is not the same.The larger the grid area, the higher the probability of being selected, and the lower the value it represents.The value of the magic book is probably much higher than 100 points of random fort supplies.

In Sean's opinion, 100 random fortress resources are the least valuable.Because as long as it takes a certain amount of time, you can get a lot of fortress resources from the real world.The ones that can be easily obtained are usually the least valuable.

Small architectural blueprints are of little value to Sean now.After all, even the Level 1 Council Hall has not been built, and no matter how many small architectural drawings they get, they can only draw cakes to satisfy their hunger.

Green quality potion, I think it's not bad.But I don't know what kind of potion it is, it's too random, it's hard to judge.

Horn, a very rare special prop.There are not many famous things, but each one is very precious and has a special purpose.

Scrolls, like potions, are too random.

Needless to say, the magic book is the most precious of all rewards, and it is also the one Sean wants most.

Sean took a deep breath and turned the dial.

In his expectant eyes, the turntable turned slower and slower, and finally stopped at a certain grid.

Fate hadn't always favored Sean, and he didn't get the most precious spellbooks and scrolls.

But fate did not abandon Sean, nor did he get 100 points of random fort supplies.

What he got was the horn of green quality.

And when he saw the introduction of the horn, Sean's eyes shone with joy.

There is no so-called PM2.5 in Azeroth, and the air in the morning is exceptionally fresh.

A group of vagrants were chatting not far away, telling about the disaster of family ruin, the happy life in the past, and the experience of the journey.

Children play on the ground, a few straw sticks and a few stones are enough to pass the child's innocence for a day.

The boy went to work in the field, and the wheat and pumpkins in the field needed to be taken care of.Pulling weeds, catching insects, watering, for the harvest, to fill the stomach.

Old Satin was standing in the corner of the farm, holding a wrench to fix the wheat field golem.Few people mention his past, but it is an indisputable fact that he knows how to repair the puppet in the wheat field.In fact, these two-meter-high wheat field puppets are specially designed devices for killing people, and they are very powerful.

If Old Sardin hadn't mastered these wheat field puppets, do you think those tramps are so law-abiding?I'm afraid Sardinian Farm has changed hands a long time ago!

The hostess of the farm, the kind and helpful Salma Satin, is preparing breakfast.

Salma's cooking skills are good, and should have reached the intermediate level.Converted to the standard of the earth, no matter what, it can be regarded as a second-level chef certificate.

Then, dinner is served.

Sitting on a huge farm, there is no shortage of vegetables and food.A simple meal, definitely a delicacy for the homeless.

After eating, Sean quickly finished his work, and then trotted to the side of Old Sardin, looking up at Old Sardin repairing the puppet in the wheat field.

"Father Sardin, why do you keep repairing these wheat field puppets? Why do these wheat field puppets keep breaking? Did you make them all? Are they powerful? Can they beat wild boars?"

Sean's eyes widened and he asked a series of questions.

Speaking of a young man in his 20s, pretending to be a 15- or 6-year-old boy to be cute, for Sean, there is still a lot of pressure.But for an extraordinary skill, Sean also worked hard.

You know, the wheat field puppet is not a weak chicken, known as the "killer of newcomers to the wild west", it is very scary.And there are no less than 8 wheat field puppets in Sardinian Farm.If he masters such a power, it will definitely be a big help to Xiao En, who is still very weak.

Hearing Xiao En's words, Papa Satin raised the wrench in his hand and asked in surprise, "Sean, you didn't talk so much before! Where do you ask Papa to answer these series of questions?"

Sean scratched his head in embarrassment, his little face flushed slightly, but his heart was full of grievances.

As for the former Sean, because his body was different from other companions, and he had no father or mother since he was a child, he had always had low self-esteem and depression, so he seldom talked to others, and he was completely bored.

After being transmigrated now, Sean, who has the soul of a wonderful young man on Earth in the 21st century, is not talkative, but he is not too talkative.In addition, he is eager to understand the situation in this world, so Sean talks to people whenever he sees them, almost becoming the "social butterfly" of Sardinian Farm.

Old Sardin is actually just talking casually.

These days, he has long been used to Sean's "talkativeness". He only thought that Sean's temperament was slowly changing, which was a good thing, but he never thought that the former "boring gourd" had now changed his soul.

"These wheat field puppets existed a long time ago and were handed down from my father. As for their origin, even my father is not clear, but it is said to be the work of dwarves. You know, although those little people have small heads, But smart, he likes to make these weird things."

Old Sardin laughed and said, "Why, Sean, do you like them? But let me tell you, these wheat field puppets are much more powerful than wild boars! Even packs of wild wolves are not afraid. If it weren't for these wheat field puppets, we Farms in Westfall are miserable!"

Of course Sean knew how powerful the puppet in the wheat field was, but he couldn't show his trap at this time, right?

So he showed a look of surprise, and shouted: "Really? Father Satin, can you teach me? If there is another problem with these wheat field puppets, I can help you fix them together, don't you think? "

Sean resisted the awkwardness in his heart, and shook Old Sardin's arm, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

In fact, even an ordinary fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy is past the age of acting like a baby.But because Sean is a half-elf, he looks too handsome, completely different from the purebred humans of Azeroth. He looks like 12 or 3 years old, so although he is cute, he is also very cute, so old Sardin It doesn't feel inconsistent at all.

Stretching out his callused hand and stroking Xiao En's little head, the old Sardin said kindly: "Sean, repairing the puppet in the wheat field is not an easy job, and it involves a lot of engineering knowledge. If not I used to be an engineer, and I can't fix a wheat field puppet. Sean, if you want to learn, you have to work hard!"

Xiao En quickly said: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of suffering! Father Sardin, can you teach me?"

Old Sardin was actually very happy.

Among the adopted children, Sean is actually the smartest one, but he is too inferior and lonely.Now I am very happy to see Sean lively and cheerful.

He even thought of his own son.

His dead son was equally smart, lively and lovely, but his life was taken away by the cruel war.If the son is still alive, maybe the child is not young?

Thinking about it, old Sardin's eyes filled with tears.

(End of this chapter)