Chapter 291: Cross-generation tools

Chapter 291 Cross-era tools

“You told me that a pregnant female is very strong?! Are you okay?”

“Did you see that the stone was broken, but the tools of the wise man Si Yan were not broken?”

“I don’t believe it, it must be that the stone itself is broken, or Si Yan, the wise man, is particularly strong. I don’t believe it, I don’t believe there are tools that can replace the claws of us strong orcs!”

The golden boy looked at his sister with pride.

She is so outstanding that even if she is placed in front of others, others would not believe it.

Snake Beast Man Wang had a relaxed expression. His expression was cold, but when he looked at Si Yan, his eyes overflowed with smiles.

The four cubs were very excited. Beiji held on to Xiqing and Nanmo held on to Dongchi.

Bei Ji said excitedly: "Mother is so amazing."

Xiqing couldn't help but admire: "Mother is so amazing."

Nan Mo was flushed with excitement.

The corners of Dong Chi's mouth twitched and finally curled up. "Mother, please let them know that their questions are meaningless!"

Facing everyone's continued questioning, Si Yan did not panic. She smiled softly and said to a young weakling who looked about ten years old: "Hello, kid, what's your name? Can you come over and do me a favor?" ?"

The little zebra orc looked left and right, and finally became excited and blushed, "Sir, are you talking about me?"

Si Yan nodded. "Well, it's you."

The little zebra orc ran out happily. His face turned red and he looked at death nervously and said: "My name is Xiao Ze, I am nine years old. What do you want me to do, Master Wise? I will do whatever Master Wise asks me to do! Even if you ask me to go, I'll die too!"

Si Yan was stunned for a moment, and the orcs on the scene burst into laughter.

Si Yan smiled and said, "Xiao Ban, what we have to do is not that terrible."

The little zebra orc was still very excited when facing his admiring wise sister: "Then...what can I help you with?"

Si Yan gave him the hammer and chisel, "Take this."

The little zebra orc took the chisel and hammer with great pride.

Si Yan pointed to a stone and said, "Push this side of the chisel against the stone, and use the hammer to chisel here."

“Okay, okay.” The little zebra orc said with a red face. "Sister, when I grow up, can I be your beastman?"

Si Yan: “…”

Hearing this, the orcs laughed loudly.

The snake orc's snake pupils stood up dangerously.

Si Yan smiled helplessly and said, "My sister has a beast husband. So I can't."

The rejected zebra orc blushed and said, "It doesn't matter! It doesn't affect my ability to help my sister!"

After saying that, there was another burst of laughter. "You start quickly."

"The cub is so young and has to be a female beastmaster. How dare you, I don't even dare!"

“I also want to be a beastman for Sister Si Yan, the wise man, really!”

The little zebra orc smiled innocently at everyone.

Then he followed Si Yan's request and started to operate.

If the female Si Yan may be strong, then how strong can this young and weak orc be?

As a result, the whole audience held their breath and stared at the little zebra orc seriously.

Being stared at by so many orcs, the zebra orc blushed and felt very nervous.

The first time he hammered it down, it missed and was deflected. The crowd burst into laughter again.

“The little boy is nervous.”

　　“You still want to marry a smart and beautiful wise sister with this ability?”

“There’s not much work to do at home.”

“Hey, stop talking about the little guy, his face is all red.”

“Don’t tell me, the little cub is quite cute.”

The little zebra orc became even more nervous after hearing this.

Si Yan comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be anxious, don't be nervous."

“Hmm.” The little zebra orc’s face turned red.

He waved his hand and hit it particularly accurately this time.

　　nail!

A familiar crisp sound!

Then, a small cracking sound of the stone cracking was heard. Everyone stared at the stone closely, and saw that the stone under the chisel successfully cracked!

The laughter gradually died away, the scene became quiet, and both the strong orcs and the weak orcs felt incredible.

"how so?"

“Why is this happening?!”

The little zebra orc looked blankly at the hammer and chisel in his hand. He raised his immature face and looked at Si Yan, "Sister Wise Man, I split the stone."

Si Yan smiled and nodded.

The little zebra orc looked excitedly at the old zebra orc behind him: "Grandpa, I split the stone!!"

Grandpa couldn’t stop laughing and nodded.

They weak orcs can split stones, and their weak orcs can have tools as powerful as the claws of strong orcs!

The weak orc group was excited.

Weak orcs do not have the sharp claws of strong orcs, and they cannot compare with strong orcs in many aspects.

Over the years, many weak orcs can only survive by relying on strong orcs. Even if they are inferior to strong orcs, they will live a miserable life.

Let me ask, who doesn’t want to be self-reliant and who doesn’t want to be self-reliant!

With such tools, not to mention surpassing the orcs, at least they can do what the orcs can do.

Si Yan took the hammer and chisel from the little zebra orc, and the little zebra orc went down with a red face.

Si Yan said: "I have a chisel in this hand, a hammer in this hand, and an ax over there. They are all very useful tools. And the most important thing in making this tool is iron."

“Iron ore is needed to make iron. The black stone you saw me collecting from the mountain before is iron ore.

Due to time constraints, we have not refined many iron tools. In fact, it can also be forged into a variety of tools, just like this axe. This end is very sharp. Although it may not be as sharp as an orc's, it is still enough for daily life. "

The wise gray parrot said excitedly: "Wise Si Yan, can I see the tool in your hand?"

Si Yan handed over the chisel and hammer. "Sir please."

The gray parrot took it, his hand sank, and then he picked it up and shook it.

“Very heavy.”

Si Yan nodded.

The gray parrot took the hammer and pointed it directly at the stone.

The stone also broke into pieces.

The gray parrot took the chisel again and hit the chisel with the hammer!

The stone suddenly shattered, and even more!

The gray parrot was immediately shocked and exclaimed, "Good, good, good."

Things such as iron tools and stones must be different.

This is, after all, a cross-generational tool.