Commanding Wind and Cloud

Oakland is a small frontier city. Although it is close to the barbarians and orcs in the north, it has gradually developed into a small trading city because it has no strategic relationship. The relationship with the Sunset Mountains has added several types of past guests, adventurers and profiteering businessmen.

Subsequently, hotels, blacksmith shops, and various other weapon shops have gradually become one of the main economic incomes of the small town of Oakland. Even the armies of the Four Seas Empire will send a small number of orders to Oakland.

After leaving Rodriguez with enthusiasm, he didn't return to the dormitory immediately. Bed sheets are still needed to sleep. He can't sleep directly on the mattress at night, and he needs to find another job.

Since he was knocked out by a weird hat flying from the sky in the last trial, Mo Jin has locked himself in the dormitory for three consecutive days. He has not gone to work at the Old Ford Bar for three days. According to the agreement, he is deemed to be automatically fired. He can only find another part-time job.

Walking in the lively streets of Oakland, Qian Jin quickly found a cheap bed sheet in a store, bought it with a few copper coins, and wandered around the streets near the school, looking for a part-time job.

However, the Oakland Warrior and Magic School is not motivated to go to school with a student who has no money in his hands. Almost all the jobs that can be done easily are occupied by the school's students in advance.

Turning around a few streets, every time Gan Jin enters the store to inquire, the answer he gets is that there is no need to hire another person, you can go to another store and ask.

"We don't need to hire anyone anymore..."

The same answer sounded again, he sighed vigorously, turned around and walked out of the store, unable to get up the energy to listen to the second half of the answerer.

"You can go to the blacksmith shop on the street and ask... They seem to be still hiring people..."

One leg of stepping vigorously out of the shop stopped suddenly. Blacksmithing is different from most other industries. In addition to strength and being able to withstand the high temperature in front of the stove, blacksmithing also requires certain skills, and the wages it gets are much higher than other industries.

Mo Jin still remembers that when he first entered school, some students couldn’t find a job close to the school, and they went to the Flanlin Blacksmith’s on the street to look for a job, but they thought it was a job that only needed to be able to swing a hammer, but when they got there, they realized that blacksmithing also required skills.

"The blacksmith... strikes iron..."

Moaning words in his mouth, he remembered that strange virtual game endless world, where he had been blacksmithing for 16 hours. The old blacksmith Blake seemed to be quite satisfied with himself. Maybe he could try a blacksmithing job that other students hadn't applied for successfully?

Energetic turned around and looked at the middle-aged man in front of the counter who gave advice and bowed slightly: "Thank you."

The middle-aged man behind the counter was stunned for a moment. Although the students of the Oakland Warrior Academy of Magic went out to work, they were all self-confident. After graduation, they could at least be able to patrol the streets after graduation. They were considered the lowest-ranking public officials in the empire. Few students thanked them for such a trivial matter.

In addition, due to the existence of the Demon Empire, soldiers and magicians are the main force to defend the Universal Empire and all mankind, which also makes their status much higher. Even if they are only students, most of them have pride in their bones.

Momentum quickly passed through the shops on the street, and soon heard the sound of blacksmithing in the distance that sounded monotonous to others, but actually had a special rhythm.

"Huh?" Qi Jin stopped in his tracks, and stood outside Fralin's blacksmith's shop, with some doubts on his face.

In the past, Qian Jin had walked past the door of Flanlin's blacksmith shop many times, and the sound of blacksmithing was also full of piercing, boring and monotonous sounds. Why does the sound of blacksmithing sound so special today? The sound of striking iron was clearly chaotic and disorderly, but when listened carefully, it implied a special rhythm.

The area of ​​Flanlin Blacksmith's shop is almost five times that of other shops, and a series of rough and ugly recruitment notices in front of the door read: Hiring blacksmiths.

Four simple words, and there is no stipulation on the salary. He strode vigorously into the blacksmith's shop, and the sound of blacksmithing in the back hall came to his ears more clearly.

"Little soldier, what are you going to buy?"

In front of Qian Jin, there appeared a man taller than him, broad-shouldered and strong, with sweat-stained muscles on his bare chest. He held a hammer in his hand and a wet towel around his neck. His short blond hair was covered with crystal sweat, and his rough voice was somewhat heroic.

Qian Jin paid special attention to the hammer in the man's hand. It weighed about 30 kilograms, and the wrapped leather around the handle could be seen as an old hammer.

"I'm not in the business of shopping." Gan Jin had to look up at the burly man, and pointed to the door: "I saw that people are hired here, so I want to apply here."

"You?" The big man's blue eyes were narrowed into slits, with a very distrustful expression on his face, he looked at his enthusiasm again and again: "A student of the Oakland Warrior and Magic Academy?"

Jin Jin grabbed the soldier school uniform on his body with both hands and shook it off twice: "Yes."

The mistrust in the big man's eyes increased again, and his head shook again and again: "You'd better find another job. Students in Oakland, we don't want it."

"Huh? Why?"

Motivation froze, finally found a potential job, how could he just leave?

"Why?" The big man picked up the towel around his neck and wiped the sweat off his face: "Don't you know? Since the establishment of our Fralin blacksmith shop, no student from the Oakland School of Warriors and Magic has ever successfully applied for a job here. What we need here is a blacksmith, not a high-minded student who thinks blacksmithing is nothing special, and anyone can do it, but the result is not qualified at all."

I was a little surprised by my enthusiasm. I thought it was just my classmates who failed to apply for a blacksmith in my grade. I didn't expect that after so many years at the Oakland School of Warriors and Magic, there is no precedent for anyone who can successfully apply for a job in the Flanlin blacksmith shop.

ps: No one is in charge of the meal today, it's so miserable... and I'm too lazy to cook, it's even more miserable. So I thought, go out and have a luxury! As a result, I walked down the sixth floor and found it was so cold! I was so cold that I had a lot of snot and tears. Thinking of retreating home in this situation, wouldn't it be a waste of time to go up and down the sixth floor? How can you do such a tiring thing? Braving the severe cold to eat out and walk two crossroads, I ate a bowl of egg noodles with tomatoes! Finally home……

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