Carlos has made a decision, and he plans to go to the City of Celestial Selection to recruit Celestial Electors immediately!
However, when he came out of the temporary simple wooden house, he found that Feilengcui was already busy.
For some reason, the jadeite cold jade has poured into a large number of young celestial candidates.
Looking around, the core area of the repaired temple is full of people.
Carlos opened his mouth in surprise, not knowing what the wind was blowing.
Although there are many natural candidates for Feilengcui at ordinary times, they only helped the elves repair buildings in the holy city at that time, but today
Carlos seriously doubted whether all the chosen candidates had come to the Jade Jade.
Not only that, but also the behaviour of the chosen ones is strange.
Every time they saw a spirit of the Flaming Tribe, they would enthusiastically surround it.
Especially for the older elves, each of them was surrounded by several day choosers.
They smiled and kept flirting with each other, which frightened the old elves.
Samir, the old priest stationed in the Temple of Feilengcui, is even worse. He has been overwhelmed by a large group of God chosen people. After a few angry words, no one ran away, but there are more and more people
Not only that, Carlos also heard the exclamations of the candidates from afar:
"Horizontal tank! Blue NPC!"
"It's a rare NPC! Come on, come on!"
"Priest grandpa! Please hold your thighs!"
Carlos took a cold breath, wondering what crazy these young warriors were.
As soon as he came out, more than a dozen candidates were in front of him.
"Another one! It's white!"
Their eyes were shining, as if they had seen the prey, and they rushed to surround Carlos.
At the same time, Carlos heard their excited voice:
"My dear grandpa, good morning!"
"Sir, do you have a task that we can help you with?"
"So... do you have any skills to learn?"
"I'm very hardworking, and I'm already 15 levels old! I'm strong! I can do anything!"
Carlos:
Looking at the candidates one by one expectantly, Carlos was stunned.
What's going on here?
But soon, his heart moved and he remembered his dream of yesterday
It can't be true?
This is the meaning of... Mother God?
Later, his heart was filled with joy.
This is a chance!
It seems that... I will probably recruit an apprentice!
Just
He took a look at the candidates and felt uneasy.
I don't know whether the Chosen People can stand the boredom of forging apprentices.
You know, the apprentices of the forging workshop are not only boring, but also very tired.
They often work hard all day with bare arms and sweats
What's more, Carlos can't afford any salary.
After pondering for a moment, he decided to try the power that the Mother God gave him.
He cleared his throat and said with some anticipation and some trepidation:
"Hmm... Yes, I really need help here. I plan to open a forging shop in Feilengcui to manufacture and repair equipment and magic tools."
"But there are not enough people now, so we need to recruit apprentices. But the recruited apprentices will be very tired, and I can pay very, very little..."
His voice became weaker and weaker, and he seemed embarrassed.
As soon as Carlos' voice dropped, a new message appeared in the view of all the players around:
[Carlos Flames Release Task: Recruit forging apprentices]
In an instant, the players were quiet.
Seeing the silence of the Chosen Ones, Carlos felt a clatter in his heart and wondered if his request had disappointed the Chosen Ones.
However, before he could say anything more, the players were completely blown up:
"Forging skills? Recruit apprentices?"
"It's actually a NPC with life skills!"
"Luck!"
"Can you repair equipment?!"
"Uncle! I want to learn! I want to be an apprentice!"
They shouted excitedly and surrounded Carlos completely.
The inevitable look made Carlos tremble subconsciously, and he wondered for a moment whether the warrior of the Mother God had a wrong orientation
Hmm... No, there are several women.
Wait?
Are women willing to be forging apprentices?
Carlos was stunned.
Without reaction, Carlos was suddenly stuffed with berries by the selectors and pushed to the stone bench beside. At the same time, someone started to fan him with leaves at the back and began to beat his legs and shoulders
Their chirping pleasantries also began to ring:
"Grandpa Elf, you look like a good man! These berries are for you! They are so sweet!"
"What I admire most is the forging profession, that... do you think you can accept me?"
"Grandpa! No, dear uncle! I'm very strong. Please accept me as an apprentice! I'll beat your shoulder!"
"And me! I'm already learning Elvish, and I'm very interested in making magic tools!"
Carlos:
Looking at the enthusiastic candidates, Carlos was shocked.
They
Are they so fond of being apprentices?
He felt that happiness came too suddenly, which was not true.
Taking a deep breath, he said:
"But I can't offer much reward..."
Before he could finish speaking, the players' voices drowned his words:
"No! No! I don't want rewards, just teach me forging skills!"
"Me too! Me too! Just teach me how to repair equipment!"
Carlos:
He looked at the candidates in front of him excitedly and was moved:
Good people!
These guys are really good people!
Taking a deep breath, he said:
"Well, since you are willing, you are welcome to become my apprentices!"
Then he sighed:
"But because of my limited energy, I can only recruit up to five people. Well, if you are willing to stay and help me build a small forge shop, I will select five people to become apprentices in this process."
At this moment, Carlos felt that he was too happy.
He never thought that what he was entangled with was not the lack of apprentices, but too many people wanted to be apprentices!
After listening to his words, the players looked at each other and stayed.
Under the command of Carlos, everyone started to build the forging shop.
Not only that, but also more players came from afar and joined them excitedly.
Looking at the enthusiastic candidates, Carlos sighed:
"How nice! I haven't seen such a day for hundreds of years! When I was an apprentice, we elves still had a large forging workshop. It's a pity... It's a pity..."
As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed:
"I can only recruit five people at most. In addition to the energy, the key is the lack of equipment. Hey... The equipment used for forging is professional. Although I brought some back, it is not enough. We need to do a lot ourselves."
"But now the conditions are too poor, and our own work can not meet the standard after all. I really miss the former workshop!"
After listening to Carlos, one player stopped and asked curiously:
"Is there no abandoned workshop for Feilengcui before? Maybe... we can find the remaining equipment!"
After listening to his words, Carlos shook his head regretfully:
"The facilities of the Holy City were moved with the migration."
However, after saying that, he seemed to think of something and said uncertainly:
"However, there may also be... there was once the largest manufacturing capital of the elves, and it was the first to suffer from war, so many things did not move away in time."
Then he shook his head again:
"But it has been thousands of years. Even if there is, it may not work anymore."
As soon as the words fell, Carlos found that the Chosen People were quiet.
He looked back doubtfully and found that everyone was looking at him excitedly.
"What... what happened?"
He asked strangely.
"Rivendell?"
The players were instantly excited.
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PS: The name Rivendell comes from the Lord of the Rings. I can't think of a reliable city name, so I used it.