novelThe Way of the Gnome
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Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Peasant opened both his hands. After shouting the incantation, he held his breath.
Faint Mana wisps appeared from his hands. He couldn't believe his eyes.
Though he had adjusted the pain threshold to the lowest setting, he could feel the sensation of Mana gathering in his hands. It was like the hand feeling the wind when he was traveling at 60km per hour.
He yearned for this kind of feeling!
Peasant's gaze was firm. Though he was only a Goblin, he could foresee that he would be the greatest Magician in the Eternal Kingdom!
He raised both his hands. The magical wind created by Mana protected his body.
"It feels like being blown by three electric fans, " a gamer said as he extended his hand to sense the magical wind circulating around Peasant.
"Gosh, that's cooling."
"It feels good!"
"Yes, it is."
Once a gamer felt the wind, the rest of the gamers also tried feeling the winds.
But the gamers weren't satisfied since the magical wind disappeared after a few minutes.
The gamers asked Peasant to try again. He started to chant the incantation, and a magical wind appeared once again. The gamers happily felt the wind with their hands.
...
Sherlock stood inside the Dungeon Core Main Hall and watched the gamers queuing up to feel the magical wind created by Peasant.
"What are they doing?" Sherlock asked. He was bewildered as he observed the excited gamers.
"They seem to be driving, but I don't have proof, " Bru said with regrets.
"Is the transformed Dragon Speech Mana Skill abnormal? Isn't it a bit weak?" Sherlock asked.
Bru replied, "Er, this may be due to the language. I followed the template of Mandarin as the basis. If he speaks Mandarin, the effect will be better."
"Then add a few more templates. Use my Mana and the Dragon Speech Mana variant. If they can only use such feeble Mana Skills, it's going to be a waste. Though we're using the Dragon Speech Mana to stimulate their diligence, wasting an opportunity isn't my style." Sherlock wore his windbreaker and made himself invisible. Then, he walked to the Rune Mana Formation.
"Take good care of the Dungeon, Bru. I'm selling a batch of Magical Items from the Ancient Ruins."
Dark night fell gradually upon the Eternal Kingdom.
To know the time, besides looking at the clock, one could observe when the gamers went offline.
When almost half the gamers went offline, it was an indication that night had fallen.
Even if there were 2, 100 Goblins working in Eternal Kingdom, not many gamers witnessed what the Dungeon looked like at 1am.
Simba extinguished the fire in the Magic Furnace and stored his tools properly. He then took a bundle of books and went back to his little house after locking up the Blacksmith Shop.
He met his cousin Mufasa along the way. The exhausted Mufasa greeted Simba and went back to sleep.
Simba didn't blame Mufasa because they were working very hard during this period of time.
Normally, Simba would want to go back and sleep, but today, the situation was special.
Simba didn't sleep the moment he returned to his room. He sat in a chair and put the bundle of books on the table. He lit a magical lamp and pulled it closer.
Simba touched the book cover with his rough fingers as he smiled contentedly. He took out a pen, flipped open his journal, and started writing.
"Blacksmith Beginner's Examination (Total Score 100 Points)
Examiner: Simba
Exam Candidate: SealHeadLingChong
1. Write down the second detail of the third step of forging (10 Points):
Answer: Increase the flame in the Magic Furnace and control the infusion of Mana. Forge and hit at the special location using the mind's thought and the indication on the furnace.
..."
Simba marked the examination scripts and thought about his interaction with his students.
Though they were Goblins, they were adorable in their own ways.
To observe the smelting in detail, the Goblins put their heads into the furnace.
To forge with the fastest speed, the Goblins didn't have the chance to grab tongs, so they used their hands to grab the red hot pieces of metal.
To forge the highest quality sword template, the Goblins used their fingers to pick out the impurities even though their fingers would add more impurities...
Simba recalled fondly and smiled contentedly. Before long, he had finished marking all the examination scripts.
Simba looked at all the books that were drawn with 0's. He decided to improve his syllabus ten times.
He wanted to improve their memory skills and do spot checks. Dictation of the Blacksmithing process and doing examination scripts were also to be emphasized.
Simba went to his bed and closed his eyes serenely.
He was thinking of buying the book "Three Years of Forging And Five Years of Simulation" for them to do their homework tomorrow.
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"Humph!" Little Fairy hugged her arms and turned her head away. She passed a bag to the slender Goblin in front of her.
"I'm not rewarding you because you're a fast learner. Don't be mistaken!"
Though it was late at night, she was still enthusiastically mentoring the weak-looking Goblin Raintea.
"Choose a seed from the bag. These are my precious seeds. The Underworld fools don't understand the power of these seeds. Though I'm a slave... Humph! I don't want to share my experience! I'm going to sleep!" Little Fairy said halfway and abruptly left in a huff.
Raintea was left with a bag of seeds in her hands. Little Fairy went back to her bed and shouted, "Don't take the whole bag of seeds! Choose one seed and return the bag to me!"
Raintea looked dazed at the bag in her hands and chose a seed. Then she closed the bag carefully and returned it to Little Fairy before walking to the flowerbed.
She looked for a good spot to plant this tiny seed.
Raintea lifted both her hands and aimed at the seed location. White Mana infused into the soil, and the seed received the Mana infusion to grow. It gradually quivered in the soil.
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On the discussion forum, Peasant received a hidden mission all of a sudden and learned a Mana Skill. As his Mandarin was unintelligible, the power of the Mana Skill was greatly diminished.
Because of Peasant, a post titled [Mana Skill Notice] appeared on the discussion forum. The game development team was testing the stability of the Mana Skills System. They intended to test it for two days before making the Mana Skills System official.
The game development team also solicited feedback from the forum members.
Though Mana Skills weren't officially launched in the game, a strange phenomenon occurred in Eternal Kingdom over the past few days.
"Gather! Gather! Mandarin classes! Professional Mandarin tutor. Proof of examination certificate with excellent A grade in the forum. One hundred bronze coins per gamer for a class duration of 60 minutes! Those who want to become a Magician, don't miss the classes! The Mana Skills System is about to be launched!" a Goblin shouted in the Training Ground Plaza.
Simultaneously, a group of Goblins carried bricks while they recited, "Big Bro carried a basket over a wide drain. As he crossed over the wide drain, he saw a strange dog and knocked over his melon basket. The melons fell out, and Big Bro blamed the dog..."
The gamers' passion for learning Mandarin reached a new peak. Even those gamers who were battling in the Spiders' Lair practiced their Mandarin while fighting the monsters.
As for Specter College, none of the gamers entered the Instance Dungeon for ten days.
Because Reputation Points would be deducted if the team was annihilated! Everyone was trying to accumulate Reputation Points and change their race to a Gnome!
In the Ancestral Ruins, Arthur threw the last Magical Item into the Rune Mana Formation and exchanged it for Reputation Points and game currency. His Reputation Level was finally right behind Raintea's, and he became the second gamer to attain Reputation Level 5!
He immediately received a mission—The Way of the Gnome.
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