While Bai Liu and Tang Er were talking, Hua Gan took out a ruler and carefully stretched it from the tip of Mu Sicheng's left paw to the tip of the other paw, and then measured at the two shoulder ridges.
"The arm span is 2.17 meters, the toe length is 9 centimeters, the shoulder width is 46 centimeters, and the total length of the upper limb is about 77 centimeters."
Hua Ganjiang was recording while talking about his apprentice. Finally, he pressed down on the bulge of Mu Sicheng's shoulder blade, turned around and said, "--The upper limbs and height can still grow. Make it 85 cm."
Mu Sicheng shifted uncomfortably.
The apprentice looked at Mu Sicheng in disbelief, and muttered with a little envy, "Hands are so long, and they're still getting longer. What a monkey..."
Mu Sicheng glared at the apprentice with a ferocious look: "I am growing! I am still young, and there is no part of my body that is not growing! Even my breasts can still grow!"
Apprentice: “……= =……”
General Hua Gan interrupted Mu Sicheng's attempt to provoke his apprentice: "He is praising you. Long hands are a good thing."
Mu Sicheng looked over in disbelief.
General Hua explained: "Looking at your figure, you should exercise regularly, right? Let me give you an example from sports. In most competitive sports, such as basketball, volleyball, and even table tennis, which are relatively less full-body sports, generally speaking, are athletes with longer arms more popular?"
"You have always been good at sports since you were a child, right?" General Hua glanced at his arm.
Mu Sicheng hesitated and nodded.
"Long arms mean that your attack and defense ranges are larger than others. I've watched the game videos that Charles sent me. Your reflexes are very sharp, and your dynamic vision is one of the best players I've ever met. Ninety percent of the raids that enter your attack and defense range will be interrupted."
Hua Gan put away the ruler and raised his eyelids: "Do you know what this means?"
Mu Sicheng was still thinking, and General Hua Gan didn't expect this guy to give him an answer. He turned around, put away the measuring tape, and continued to talk without thinking: "There is no member in your team who has the skills to act as a [Shield]."
"Your high movement speed and stealth skills make you more like a [roamer] or [attack], but your arm length widens your defensive range, which means you are a pretty good [shield] within the arm length range."
General Hua Gan turned around and looked at Mu Sicheng: "You have made up for your team's defensive deficiencies, and you can also serve as a roamer and secondary attacker."
"With this three-pronged identity, the tactician can use you as the tactical contraction point and extension, greatly flexibly improving the offensive method and reducing the risk of the attack."
As he spoke, General Hua Gan tried a piece of armor iron on Mu Sicheng, and then handed it to him naturally as if he was telling Mu Sicheng to wash his hands, saying, "Then hold this piece of iron and put your hand into the magma."
Makushiro, who was a little flattered, said: "Oh, okay...what?! Why do you want to put your hand in!?"
General Hua Gan looked at him strangely and said, "Your weapon is a monkey's claw. Of course you have to put your hand into it to temper it."
Mu Sicheng glanced at the bubbling hot magma. His apprentice was just putting a sparkling diamond into it. In less than a second, it melted into nothing but a wisp of green smoke.
"Master, has the temperature of your magma risen again?" The apprentice patted his forehead in distress. "Diamonds with a melting point of 4,000 degrees can only be melted to make the base. The cost of transformation has increased again..."
Mu Sicheng: "..."
If he puts his two-meter-long arm in there, it will instantly melt into only one meter!
Mu Sicheng refused to do it, so Hua Gan did it quickly and asked Bai Liu for help: "Hey, your team members are not cooperating with the transformation."
Bai Liu, who was talking to Tang Er, poked his head out from the side and asked, "What's wrong?"
Hua Gan pointed at Mu Sicheng who had his hands behind his back and said, "I just asked him to put his hands into the magma, but he refused."
"What do you mean by 'just'!!!" Mu Sicheng's eyes widened and he cursed, "You try it yourself!"
Bai Liu raised his chin towards Tang Er and said, "Go and help him."
Seeing Tang Erda walking towards him, Mu Sicheng couldn't help but cover his chest and shouted in horror: "Hey! What are you doing? Don't come over here! Ah————!"
Mu Sicheng, who was hit by Tang Er and had his hands clamped and put into the magma, was stunned: "Hey, it doesn't hurt."
The warm magma swung on his monkey paws. The metal in the paws melted like butter on an iron plate, then flowed out from between his fingers and slowly moved to the edges of his toes.
Not only is it not hot, it's also a little comfortable.
Mu Sicheng got angry again. He arrogantly poured magma on his arms, glanced at Tang Erdang who was behind him, and was about to kick him away: "Get out! I need you to help me, but I can do it myself..."
Before he finished his words, the action of Mu Sicheng pouring magma caused foam to splash onto his trouser legs outside the pot, burning a big hole in the blink of an eye. The flame burned upwards along the edge of the hole, scalding Mu Sicheng and making him jump.
It was Liu Jiayi who quickly put out the flames with a fire extinguisher.
She couldn't help but look at the hole in his pants with a look of pity, as if he were looking at a fool. The hole was only less than 20 centimeters away from Mu Sicheng's lower body. "This is magma. It's a little special when it's tempering your skill weapon, but this temperature is more than enough to burn you and your pants."
Mu Sicheng lowered his head with a blanket covering his legs (because Bai Liu thought it was immoral to expose his thighs in front of little girls, so he let Mu Sicheng cover the holes in his pants).
He sat beside the stove with his head down like a young wife who had been oppressed, not daring to do anything else, and washed his hands with lava in tears.
Compared to the chaotic transformation process of Mu Sicheng, the transformations of Liu Jiayi and Mu Ke are much clearer.
"I am a [control] player, but I hope to expand the scope of my control." Liu Jiayi took out her poison and antidote glass bottles and said concisely, "The fragile glass container limits my performance. I need a drug container with a shorter rest period and higher volatility, preferably one that can also add a certain offensive attribute."
General Hua Gan pondered for a moment and said, "There is a container that meets your requirements, but I don't know if it can be smoothly integrated with your medicine bottle."
Liu Jiayi looked up: "What container?"
"Wait, I'll find it and show you..." Hua Gan buried his upper body in a pile of things that looked like garbage and searched for it, scratching his butt from time to time, "...I remember it was here, eh!"
Hua Gan threw two rusty cans backwards. Liu Jiayi caught them steadily. She looked down and couldn't help but twitching her lips twice: "——Anti-wolf spray bottle?"
Hua Gan patted the dust off his hands and said, "I didn't tell you to use this. I just gave it to you for reference. It's similar to a spray paint bottle. It can be used to store your poison and antidote, and maximize the therapeutic effect. It can also expand the scope of use."
"Using the spray bottle, as long as you calculate the dosage of poison or antidote properly, you can even use your skills as if there is no skill cooldown period."
Liu Jiayi weighed the bottle of anti-wolf spray in her hand and threw it back to General Hua: "If I use this, what is the maximum control range?"
Hua Gan took the spray bottle and said, "I can modify the spray head so that it can spray within a range of 30 meters, but at that distance, the effect of your medicine will be very low and it will be almost dispersed. It can only play a deterrent role."
Liu Jiayi nodded in understanding. This is how spray containers work. The farther the attack range, the lower the effect.
General Hua put on a welding helmet, pulled out a welding gun and aimed it at the spray bottle. He gave Liu Jiayi a questioning look and said, "If you are sure about this container, I can make you several spray heads with different control gears, such as the one with the strongest concentration of chemical, which can reach 15 meters, then 25 meters, and the weakest, which can reach 30 meters."
"You can also make nozzles with different concentrations, right?" Liu Jiayi asked, "For example, a needle-shaped nozzle with extremely high concentration, or a shower-shaped nozzle with wider diffusion."
General Hua nodded quickly: "No big deal."
Liu Jiayi made the decision without hesitation: "That's it!"
The apprentice put Hua Gan's modified spray bottle and Liu Jiayi's skill container glass bottle into a colander and submerged it in the magma.
Mu Sicheng, who was still washing his hands with magma, curiously leaned over to take a look. He saw Liu Jiayi's glass bottle slowly melting into liquid in the colander, and then slowly clinging to the spray paint bottle at the other end.
Hua Gan threw up a pair of black daggers, hooked them with his index finger, and glanced at Mu Ke: "This is not your skill weapon. There is no connection of desire between you and this pair of daggers."
"Yes, someone handed it over to me." Mu Ke answered General Hua Gan honestly.
"It's light, fluttering, fast, and sharp." Hua Gan ran his thumb across the blade of the dagger, and after seeing the blood, he licked it with his tongue without caring, licking it for a moment, "This is a pair of top assassin's daggers. The only weakness is that it is difficult to hurt people."
"This guy is a soft-hearted and cowardly guy." Hua Gan opened his eyelids and glanced at Mu Ke, "——He is completely different from you."
"Although your aggressiveness is not obvious, it is very strong. The dagger born from your desire must be cruel and vicious. It looks harmless but will definitely hurt people. It is different from this dagger with a blank blade."
Mu Ke smiled friendly and echoed General Hua Gan's words: "Is that so?"
General Hua Gan glanced at him and said, "These are not your original weapons, so the modification process is much more complicated, but I can handle this. However, the most troublesome thing is that after the modification, I am not sure whether you can still establish a soul connection with these two daggers."
"This is not a derivative of your desires, and I don't know if it can continue to accommodate your desires after being transformed."
Mu Ke asked: "What will happen if it cannot be accommodated?"
"You will explode along with the dagger." General Hua Gan tapped the dagger with his fingers. "The best way to transform it is to keep it intact. If you are safe, the dagger will be safe too."
"Are you safe..." Mu Ke lowered his long eyelashes. He had a delicate face with red lips and white teeth. When he lowered his eyes and remained silent like this, he gave people a sense of noble fragility, as if he was something precious and fragile that could only be used for decoration.
"If it were before, I would probably choose the safer option." Mu Ke seemed to have thought it over. He smiled slightly and looked up. His eyes penetrated the Hua Gan general in front of him and slowly fell on the white willow leaning against the wall.
Bai Liu looked at Mu Ke calmly, as if he already knew what choice he would make.
Mu Ke fixed his eyes on General Hua Gan's face and asked, "Is there any way to increase the attack power of this dagger to its maximum in an instant, so that it can kill the opponent with one blow?"
"I want to be the best assassin, and the moment I walk into the enemy camp, I will take away their tacticians."
General Hua Gan answered, "Yes."
But he added: "Assassin is indeed the most suitable skill for [Roaming], but the fate of an assassin is sacrifice. You actually said something so arrogant that you would kill the opponent's tactician with one strike. Are you ready to sacrifice yourself?"
Mu Ke said without hesitation: "It's done."
General Hua Gan stared at Mu Ke for a moment, then retracted his gaze and looked at the pair of daggers placed on the table. He took a deep breath and said, "You are not suitable for a short weapon like a dagger that is not stained with blood."
"You are suited to the long weapon of the samurai sword, which is meant for sacrificing one's life for the master."
Mu Ke did not think there was anything wrong with General Hua Gan's statement of "dying for the master", and he bowed politely and thanked him: "Thank you for your help, General Hua Gan."
Mu Sicheng was still washing his hands with lava when he saw the apprentice coming over with a colander containing two daggers and a bloodstained long knife. He hung the colander next to the stove and then rushed towards Bai Liu and Tang Er.
The apprentice looked at them timidly and said, "Here, it's your turn."
Bai Liu and Tang Erda looked at each other and walked over. Tang Erda pulled out his gun, placed it flat on the table and pushed it over.
General Hua Gan observed the weapon for a long time before taking off the magnifying glass hanging next to his eye and looking at Tang Erda intently: "Your weapon does not need to be modified."
He wiped the gun clean and put it back into Tang Erda's hand: "Your weapon is the most suitable for you. Your desire has never changed. It is the desire when you first entered the game. This weapon may only need fine-tuning-"
General Hua Gan pointed at the rose mark on the gun handle and said, "This is the rose mark. You should change the mark on your weapon."
"It's like changing the homeland of your soul." General Hua Gan said, looking deeply at Tang Erda.
Tang Er was stunned. He could not help but tighten his grip on the gun. The rose mark on the gun handle poked his palm, cold and familiar. It was a mark that had followed him through countless world lines.
——Just like Su Yang’s gentle smile and the call of “Captain” that she was waiting for him to hear.
But now the captain is well, and he no longer needs to wait for the irresponsible and evasive captain.
Tang Erda looked down at the gun for a long time, then finally chuckled and said with relief: "Switch it."
The apprentice took a colander, put the gun and one of Bai Liu's gloves in it, submerged them in the magma, and hung them next to the pot.
Mu Sicheng asked curiously, "Hasn't Bai Liu's weapon transformation been completed? Why is it brought back?"
The apprentice said without even turning his head: "It's not to modify Mr. Bai Liu's weapon, but to use Mr. Bai Liu's weapon to change the brand on Mr. Tang Erda's gun."
"Finally, you are the only one left." Hua Gan swept the bone whip that Bai Liu had put up and raised his eyebrows, "Don't you understand the rules of a modification engineer? Weapon modification does not allow bone whips."
Bai Liu heard this for the first time, and asked with interest, "Why?"
Hua Gan pushed Bai Liu's bone whip back: "Because in the current game, the most perfect weapon form is the bone whip."
"Any transformation engineer who has seen Spade use the bone whip once will never be able to come up with a more thorough attack weapon than this." General Hua Gan paused as if he was recalling something, and then said, "And I have seen it many times."
"I believe that I can't change the weapon form to be better than the bone whip, so I set a rule not to change the bone whip."
General Hua Gan waved his hands impatiently: "Give me your perfect weapon!"
Bai Liu readily put away the bone whip.
The transformation is coming to an end.
Liu Jiayi asked the transformer to mark her contact lenses (the pair given to her by Hongtao) with the mark of the wandering circus. Mu Sicheng carefully pulled out his hands that had been soaked in the magma for a long time, and the apprentices pulled up the colander hanging on the edge of the pot one by one.
The dark brown flowing metal armor on the monkey's paw was soft yet tough, and felt like animal leather and the coolness of metal. Mu Sicheng stretched out his long nails, which were shining like silver plating. He grabbed down casually, and materials with a defense value of less than 4,000 were rotten like tofu.
“Wow——!!” Mu Sicheng stood up suddenly, holding his hands with shining eyes, “My attack value has become much stronger!”
Mu Ke pulled out his samurai sword from the colander. Unlike his appearance, this was an overly simple samurai short sword, about 40 centimeters long. The blade was as cold as snow, reflecting Mu Ke's calm face.
In the middle, you can see the traces of two daggers fitting together. The wooden handle is bent downwards, and the handle is broken, turning into two daggers again. They are slightly put together, and then attracted to each other like magnets and turned back into long swords.
Mu Ke stared at the dagger quietly. His breathing was so soft that it was inaudible. He was as quiet as a deep pool or stagnant water without wind. Not even a ripple. Even the radiance of his appearance faded with the completion of the knife.
He gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands, his eyes suddenly sharp, and without warning, he swung it down hard at a diamond on the table.
The diamond was motionless.
Mu Ke sheathed his sword, turned around and walked away calmly.
Ten seconds later, a tiny crack appeared in the center of the diamond. The crack grew larger and larger, intertwined with each other, and finally shattered the diamond into powder.
Liu Jiayi's glass bottle turned into two paint cans, one purple and one white. They were the length of an adult's palm, light and convenient, with more than a dozen spray nozzles with different ranges and dispersions installed at the openings. Liu Jiayi tried it out with a curious look in her eyes - and then used poison to corrode an abstract picture on the wall.
Only Tang Erda was relatively calm after getting the weapon. He stared at the hexagram and werewolf eye logo on the gun handle in a trance, rubbing his fingers unconsciously.
"I say..." General Hua Gan interrupted the group of misbehaving guys with a headache, "That's enough. You can't use offensive skills on people in the system hall. You can only try it on objects. But inanimate objects are different from the people you actually fight. You have to try it in the game."
Bai Liu gathered a group of team members who were as excited as children and thanked General Hua Gan.
But he impatiently chased her away: "Get out!"
Bai Liu led the transformed team members out.
The side of Mu Sicheng's earphones was carved with a hexagram and a werewolf mark by Hua Gan, and now he covered it on his head with a lip curler.
Tang Erda held the pistol with a hexagram on the handle downward, his eyes scanning all around vigilantly. Liu Jiayi sat on Tang Erda's shoulder, wearing the contact lenses given to her by Hong Tao. Her pupils reflected the patterns of a hexagram and werewolf's eyes - these were the patterns she had asked Hua Gan to print on the contact lenses.
General Hua Gan originally wanted to print the team logo on Mu Ke's dagger, but Mu Ke shook his head and refused - he was an assassin, the lower the profile, the easier it would be for him to succeed in a sneak attack, and such a conspicuous logo would not be conducive to his disguise.
and……
Mu Ke raised his eyes and looked devoutly and intently at the back of Bai Liu who was walking in the front, his breathing so light that it was unbelievable.
He no longer needs to have that mark engraved on the outside, because his life, memory, and even his soul have already been engraved with that mark.
After Bai Liu adjusted the edges of his gloves, his hands naturally fell to his sides. The hexagram symbol of flowing magma on the back of his hands glowed brightly. He opened his eyelids and took the first step forward:
"Tomorrow we will officially start the league competition training. We need to find a league player to train with."
"good!!"
Mu Sicheng replied angrily: "Who shall we fight tomorrow?"
Bai Liu turned around and said with a half-smile: "Killer sequence."
Mu Sicheng was confused: "?! What?! Which guild?!"
"Tomorrow we will go to the Icefield dungeon where Hei Tao is." Bai Liu shook the fishbone whip in his hand nonchalantly, and his smile deepened. "Let's experience the charm of the most perfect weapon in the legend."
The author has something to say:
My friend: Skill weapons are the derivatives of desires. Bai Liu's desire to experience Spade's weapon is equivalent to his desire to experience Spade's desire, or using his own whip (desire) to experience the opponent's whip (desire)...
My friend: Got it, they are going to whip me soon
Start playing practice matches (referring to Bai Liu leading a group of people to unilaterally harass the big guild team, and then run away when they can't win
Also known as free practice match, or overlord practice match (.)
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