Chapter 1083: Search for secrets in Shahai (5)

Chapter 1083 Searching for Secrets in Shahai
At the same time, the black market in Cairo, the stone house of Odin's old man.
Segrad looked a bit dazzled. In front of the Leopard youth, there are dazzling arrays of countless rare weapons, each of which is a valuable treasure. Unexpectedly, in such a dilapidated stone house, it is filled with such a number of treasures!
The old Odin, who made these rare weapons, is holding his iron hammer at this moment, repeatedly tapping on an iron ingot, the rhythm of the rhythm, as if it is a precise clock.
"What are you waiting for, kitten?" Odin grinned at SGL: "Sit down there. There are a bunch of parts on the table, try to fit them in."
Seglad lost his luggage and walked over the table with helplessness. He glanced at the pile of inexplicable things on the table, and couldn’t help but wonder: "You...want to let me assemble something?"
"Everything can be," Odin's old man doesn't care about the earth: "It can be a gun, it can be a sword, or even something incomprehensible even a weapon. In short, let's do it. I will see the receipt after an hour. "
This is the test. Segrad understood it in an instant.
Odin Daddy has not yet fully trusted the Leopard youth. The old man seems to be particularly wary of the cats. He seems to believe that the cats are all playful, can't make any good weapons, and can't be a good weapon craftsman.
Being so despised, Segrad couldn’t help but wonder. It seems that he has to work harder and make something amazing to make this old man who looks down on him stunned.
But, then again... the pile of things on the table is simply a pile of steel waste, not only in different shapes, but also irregularly to the extreme, even the three-dimensional puzzles are not counted. With this kind of thing, can you really assemble any useful utensils? Segrad’s forehead couldn’t help but sweat.
In short, take it up first and then build it.
The Leopard youth carefully picked up two pieces of iron from the table and tried to fit them in.
No, not at all.
There seems to be some kind of magnetic repulsive force between the iron pieces. When they are docked together, they begin to repel each other. The closer they are, the closer they are. When the Leopard youth wanted to force the two pieces of iron together, they fought fiercely, so that they flew out of Segrad’s hands directly, and they slammed into Segred’s face, One piece flew out parabolically and landed on the ground.
"Whering." The old Odin, who was on the side, smiled and didn't even look at the Leopard youth and continued to knock on his iron ingot.
"Oh." Segrad touched his cat face. His face seemed to have been slap in the face, and the pain caused by the iron piece on his cheeks was unforgettable.
This is just a toy. Segrad can clearly feel the nature of the pile of scrap iron in front of him.
This is just a toy. As long as these iron pieces, which seem to be irregular to the extreme, are assembled, they will definitely become a certain shape. However, it is just a meaningless, worthless toy that is only used for play.
It's just a toy - but Segrad can't even assemble a toy!
When he picked up another piece of iron, the shape of the thing seemed to be a pair of faces, and even it was laughing at the leopard youth! What a joke! This is just a stupid toy!
Segrad is more serious than the real one, and the forehead can't help but come up with blue veins. Even if it is a matter of anger, you have to build this toy!
after an hour.
"Oh..." The leopard youth braved the blue smoke on his forehead, and his head was feverish, like a fever, and he was unable to kneel on the table, showing a state of complete abandonment.
The most hateful thing is Odin, the guy who actually slams the iron in an hour, and the squeaking sound not only makes the leopard youth completely unable to concentrate, but also sings the already irritating SEG. Ryder is even more annoying!
"Can you not knock!" Perhaps it was just an anger for no reason. The Leopard youth finally couldn’t help but screamed: "It’s so annoying! You can’t stop doing this, how can I calm down and solve this? Puzzle??"
"Mystery?" Odin's old man and the leopard youth, a sneer with contempt: "Do you understand the wrong thing?"
"Oh... what?"
"The pile of things for you is not a puzzle." Odin’s mysterious and mysteriously said: "It’s not a puzzle, it’s not something that can be built up in a fixed order. If you really want to If you build it out, don't rely on logic to build it out in other ways. I can only tell you so much. If you can comprehend it, you should understand it. If you can't comprehend it, you should roll it."
Sigrad whited Odin's old glance and kept silent. Although he has too many things to complain about, he is very clear that complaining to this stubborn old man is not helpful. Instead of wasting your energy to complain, it's better to spend more time thinking and trying.
Want to build this pile of scrap iron in a certain shape, not relying on logic, but what?
Probably, you can only rely on intuition.
In this way, everything else is superfluous.
Since it is impossible to judge from the shape how these iron pieces are docked, the vision is superfluous;
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Since there is no need to think about the rules that these iron rule rules are connected to, the idea is superfluous;
The only thing Segrad can do now is to relax and let the body feel consciously.
... To put it bluntly, it is to take chances.
The leopard youth took a deep breath and took off his shirt and used it to cover his eyes.
"Oh?" Odin, the old man, saw Sedge's strange move and made a mysterious low.
Slaged was too lazy to listen, too lazy to care. He intensified, even using the sleeves of his shirt, stuffed his cat's ears, and tried not to let himself be affected by the knocking.
He tried to do something that people often taught him to do, but the patience of the leopard youth was rarely done.
meditation.
Let the spirit precipitate, let the consciousness be concentrated after the extreme concentration.
Then people will enter a spiritual realm beyond the detachment, forgetting the self, but expanding the self infinitely and extending throughout the universe.
Then, the world of SEGED is quiet. He sank into an absolute solitude and darkness, and the knocking of the iron in his ear could no longer affect him. Even if he was here, his heart was thousands of miles away.
The young Leopard youth slowly extended their hands and explored between these messy pieces of iron. It is not for building anything, but for understanding with the body and the heart, and analyzing the essence of these iron pieces - beyond their physical properties, some essence.
At this moment, these thousands of pieces of iron of different sizes and shapes are a universe.
This seemingly chaotic, chaotic universe, but there must be some order. As long as you find this order, everything will be solved.
Or, is it not that SGL has found the order in this little universe, but this order, found him?
The young Leopard hands grasped two pieces of iron at the same time and put them together.
This time, the iron pieces are not mutually exclusive, but they are seamlessly combined into one.
At the moment when the first correct step was established, some kind of inspiration flowed into the minds of the Leopard youth. His hands began to work frantically, splicing together the piece of iron on the table! That thing is gradually taking shape. It is getting bigger, more and more correct, and more and more like a particular shape.
At the moment when Segrad laid the last piece of debris, a black hammer with a wonderfully fine crack on the surface fell into the hands of the Leopard youth!
The annoying knocking of the iron in Selde’s ear also stopped unconsciously.
"Bad boy! You really have the talent of [that]..." Odin's old man stopped his work.
That is some kind of special talent that even the magic swordsman Solar has never had. Because of this talent, a dragon hunter can truly be called a dragon hunter, able to create a weapon that only the dragon hunter can make - Longwu.
"Is this your answer?" asked the old man, pulling off the leopard's young man's shirt.
Seglad did not answer, but stared at the hammer in his hand. That thing seems to have its own will, and it is in its own way, congratulating the young man -
It lies honestly in the hands of the leopard youth, from size to weight, from the thickness of the handle to the center of gravity of the hammerhead, everything is so called, as if from the beginning it was tailor-made for Seglad Tools.
"Qualified. Let you use it, the dragon hammerer's forging hammer." Odin's old voice whispered, the sound is smooth and powerful, almost no emotional ups and downs.
Segrad took his own hammer, and involuntarily glanced at the surrounding weapons of the gods: "With this... can you create the same gods?"
"With this, you can create your own weapon." The old man replied ambiguously.
As to whether they belong to the category of the weapon of the gods, it will only be known if Seglad has really worked hard.
"It seems to be qualified." The swordsman Soral heard the sound of the iron in the house disappearing. He also guessed it. At this time, he couldn’t wait to come out from the window and report it to him: "Congratulations, my friend!"
"Hey!" Odin swears, "Who made you into my house? Get out!"
"I just took a look..."
"I don't have the right to enter my workshop! I don't see it at all!" The old man waved his hammer and drove the Solar from the window.
There is a subtle sense of accomplishment in Segrad's heart. Even in this workshop where Solar is not allowed to enter, Odin’s dad has allowed the Leopard youth to come in from the beginning. Perhaps he has already gone farther than others, in various senses.