"You are Master Ban, right?" Although Chen Jinyuan was almost killed by Mr. Ban with a four-clawed iron spider just now, his graduation thesis may still rely on this weird old man. The anger in his heart was caused by the four-clawed iron spider being killed.
After it was destroyed, it calmed down.
"Boy, give me back the four-clawed iron spider!" Old Man Ban suddenly went berserk, turned around, grabbed Chen Jinyuan's collar, and yelled viciously, but he thought Chen Jinyuan was much taller than him, so he looked a little funny.
"Uh!" Chen Jinyuan looked at Old Man Ban's fierce look, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, "Master Ban, you can't blame me for this. I was just acting in self-defense. Who would have thought that you are so good at this thing, you can slap me with just one slap?"
broken."
"What did you say? You talked about my four-clawed iron spider vegetable? Say it again if you can!" As soon as Chen Jinyuan spoke, he was immediately dissatisfied by Mr. Ban, who sprayed saliva in Chen Jinyuan's face.
"Don't be angry. I'm just trying to protect myself. Who told you to get this thing out?" Chen Jinyuan wiped the saliva from his face.
Old Man Ban glanced at Chen Jinyuan angrily, and seemed to realize that it was his fault. He wanted to test Chen Jinyuan's strength, but he never wanted to make it self-defeating. His machine beast was also shot into pieces by Chen Jinyuan, and he let go of Chen Jinyuan's clothes angrily.
The leader shouted towards the back room: "Big Bull, Two Tigers!"
Immediately, two young disciples of sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in Mohist disciples' clothes, rushed out from the courtyard gate. The two quickly walked to Mr. Ban and said respectfully, "Master, what are your orders?"
Chen Jinyuan's spiritual consciousness swept away and found that these two Mohist disciples had the strength of the eleventh level of the warrior level. He was secretly surprised that the Warring States Period was truly a prosperous age of ancient martial arts. Even two ordinary disciples of the Mohist Family would not be able to do it now.
, are all geniuses that men can easily see.
Old Man Ban said solemnly: "Take the things into the courtyard for me, don't leave anything behind!"
"Yes!" The two disciples agreed in unison, then squatted down and began to carefully pick up the scattered parts on the ground. The old man ignored Chen Jinyuan and turned directly into the yard.
Looking at Old Man Ban's back, Old Man Ban's message popped into Chen Jinyuan's mind.
"Name: Master Ben.
Age: 50 years old.
Level: Level 2.
Character origin: Mingyue in the Qin Dynasty.
Ancient martial arts strength: the third level of the day after tomorrow.
Ancient martial arts that can be passed down: Mohist intermediate internal skills and mental methods have not been passed down
Other skills that can be passed down: Mohist organ skills have not been passed down
Character introduction: Master Ban, a disciple of the Mohist family, leader of the mechanism department, a carpenter, proficient in the Mohist mechanism technique. Due to an accident in his childhood, he lost his left arm. From then on, he began to study the Mohist mechanism technique and create various exquisite mechanisms. He has a very bad temper.
He is eccentric and easily impulsive, but he is very enthusiastic towards his friends. He is a sworn enemy of Gongshu. He most admires the founder of the Mohist family and hopes that one day he can fully understand the Mohist scriptures left by the founder of the Mohist family."
A smile appeared on Chen Jinyuan's lips, and he quickly followed behind Mr. Ban.
The yard is like a woodyard, with wood everywhere. It seems that it is the material that Mr. Ban needs to use when he studies the mechanism technique.
"Dong dong dong, tah tah tah!"
Old Man Ban stood in front of the pile of remains of the four-claw iron spider. The machine arm on his left arm kept changing and popping up hammers, files and other various tools to start repairing the four-claw iron spider. The speed was so fast that Chen Jinyuan was dazzled.
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"What about that, Master Ban?" Seeing that Mr. Ban ignored him, Chen Jinyuan began to chat with him. Mr. Ban turned his head and glanced at Chen Jinyuan, but did not answer, but there was no pause in the movements of his hands. After a long time, he finally
The repair and assembly of the four-claw iron spider is completed.
"Crack..." The big black wooden box changed its shape again, and the four-clawed iron spider moved freely in the yard. A smile finally appeared on Old Man Ben's fat face.
Old Man Ban put the hammer into the hand of the mechanism, turned around and looked at Chen Jinyuan solemnly. Chen Jinyuan looked at the four-clawed iron spiders scurrying around in the yard, but his heart was filled with shock and joy. If he had inherited Old Man Ban's mechanism skills, he would be able to
The four-clawed iron spider will definitely not be a problem for my graduation thesis, and it may even shock the world.
Chen Jinyuan couldn't wait to pass on the machine skills of the old man at work, but when he raised his head, he looked at the old man at work with a vicious look, and he was immediately embarrassed.
"Master Ban, I am Chen Jinyuan, the master of this ancient martial arts space. I came here this time to..." Chen Jinyuan said despite the pressure.
"You want to learn the art of mechanism, right?" Old Man Ban said.
"Yes, yes, yes..." Chen Jinyuan nodded like a chicken eating rice, with a smile on his face.
Mr. Ben was also laughing, but his smile was very obscene, "Want to learn? Hehe! I won't give it to you!" After saying this, he immediately changed his face.
"Uh, what?" Chen Jinyuan's head felt a little short-circuited, and his smile suddenly froze on his face. What happened? This was the first time he made a request in his own ancient martial arts space and was rejected by the ancient warrior he summoned. Chen Jinyuan suddenly
He couldn't accept it. Although he had no way to control the consciousness of these ancient warriors summoned by himself, Chen Jinyuan was sure that they respected and obeyed him from the heart. It could be said that they respected and obeyed him from the soul. But now Chen Jinyuan has no control over Old Man Ban.
The request was actually rejected, and Chen Jinyuan suddenly became a little confused.
"My Mo family's mechanism skills are profound and profound. How can I easily pass them on to others? Even if you are the master of this space, if you don't have the understanding and talent for the mechanism arts, wouldn't it be a disgrace to me, the founder of the Moh family, if I teach them to you? Besides, I think you seem to be a Confucian."
Disciple, if you have a scholarly spirit in your body, why should you continue to learn my Mo sect's mechanism skills?" Old Man Ban said. In fact, he was angry at Chen Jinyuan for destroying his treasure and deliberately wanted to find trouble.
"Confucian disciple?" Chen Jinyuan was puzzled for a while. When did he become a Confucian disciple? It's no wonder after thinking about it. After reading books for so long, it is inevitable that he has some bookishness in him. He should be regarded as a half-Confucian person. He immediately said: "Ban
Master, I am a bit bookish, but that does not mean that I am a Confucian, right? Moreover, I admire the Mohist machine arts very much, and I believe that my talent in machine arts is not inferior to that of ordinary people!"
"Talent is something you can't just talk about!" Old Man Ben pursed his lips.
"Uh, haha, as Master Ban said, if you don't teach me the art of mechanism, how can you know that I don't have the talent for it?" Chen Jinyuan hesitated and said with a smile.
Old Man Ban rolled his eyes, took out something from his arms, and threw it towards Chen Jinyuan.
Chen Jinyuan had good eyesight and quick hands, so he quickly stretched out his hand to catch it, and looked at it, "Rubik's Cube?"
Small cubes. Each cube can be rotated at will. The surface of each small cube is engraved with exquisite patterns of different colors. However, the colors are a bit messy and have obviously been disrupted. What is this if not a Rubik's Cube?
