Aron's class teacher was a little surprised when he found out that Alon had actually applied for a puppet. He talked with him in the office for a while before letting Aron leave.
Alon returned to class. During the lunch break, except for a few people who were taking a nap on the table, most people were either memorizing or doing questions. The atmosphere was a bit tense as the college entrance examination was approaching.
Then Aaron started packing his things.
"Aaron, what's going on?" Someone heard his movements and turned around.
"No more studying."
"Ah?" Immediately, most people in the class put down what they were doing, and looked at them with confusion or curiosity. Don't get me wrong, it doesn't mean that Aron is very popular in the class in private, it's purely because of the college entrance examination.
As the period approaches, I suddenly hear that a student in the class has stopped studying and is packing up to go home. Out of gossip and a subconscious concern for his classmates, most people will pay attention.
Aaron didn't explain too much. He took out the sack he brought in the morning, stuffed books, notes and various papers into it, and then picked up the weight of knowledge with one hand and carried it on his shoulders.
"Goodbye, everyone." He smiled and waved his hands, and left the classroom.
There were whispers in the classroom, wondering what the reason was.
"He has applied for a job as a puppet master, right?" At this time, Mu Gou said in a moderate voice, causing another silence in the class.
"What? Aaron? He hung up?"
"Isn't it said that the number of seats is limited? The school next door to me even applied for it even if it was rejected by the school."
"With his little clay figurine?"
Some people came to ask Mugou, but Mugou just shrugged and said he didn't know the inside story.
With almost everyone confused, Aaron left the school.
Carrying a large sack while walking on the road is still a bit eye-catching. The sack itself is a factor, but the more important factor is the boy who can lift the sack completely off the ground with one hand.
Because mages in this world can only specialize in driving magic, their physical strength is generally relatively poor. Except for a few freaks, even second-class puppet masters are probably slightly stronger than ordinary people.
Among them, the worse ones may not be able to reach the "human body limit" under normal circumstances.
When it comes time to exercise, it is to catch up with the growth of magic power and the development of circuits in the body. Basically, it is enough, because no matter how much physical training is done, it will be a puppet, not a puppet master.
Charge into battle.
Aaron easily carried the sack back home and put the weight of knowledge in the storage room at home. Before he could put it away, a text message was received on his old-fashioned flip phone.
He was originally a person who still used flip phones and paid with bank cards in this era. It was quite primitive, but memories show that he actually enjoyed it.
The text message showed that the package had been delivered, so Alon went downstairs and found his courier, a large box, at the courier storage point.
It's quite heavy, but unfortunately it's still a little short of the weight of knowledge.
After carrying the box back to the room, Yue Tomb, who was playing in the mud, heard the sound and came over curiously.
"Don't touch it and wash your hands. I told you not to play with this mud. I've cleaned it before, why do you always get mud out of it..." Alon looked at the man who left a series of footprints on the ground.
Moon Tomb, and its dirty little hands, really said in disgust this time.
"Wow!" Yue Tomb didn't feel guilty at all. He helped the puppet master take on all the "fighting firepower" outside and was ridiculed every day. How about relaxing at home?
But it still ran to wash its hands and feet obediently.
Aaron placed the box on the small coffee table in the living room. He didn't rush to open it, and first cleaned up the mess on the ground where the Moon Tomb was playing with mud.
After he had almost finished cleaning, Yue Tomb came out of the bathroom.
"Woo?"
"Are you curious? This is your next step." Aaron said.
"Woo!" Yue Tomb's already bright eyes shined even brighter. After what happened yesterday, it still felt that it couldn't be defeated by the puppet master's sugar-coated bullets. It was fundamental that it be strong, and it couldn't treat others as if something was wrong.
The puppeteer summoned Euler and deconstructed and dismissed the substitute when nothing happened!
So after knowing that I can become stronger, I still have a sense of expectation.
Aaron opened the box and found several pieces of metal and ore lying quietly inside, wrapped in special gauze.
After checking that everything was correct, I took it out.
He moved out a folding table, opened it, opened his laptop, and called up the beginner's video he had saved before. Aaron looked at the video again just to be on the safe side, then picked up the first material and started practicing.
This is a craft that requires precise operation, and there are many details that need to be paid attention to. When newbies start, they have to recall the key points in their minds, keep their hands up to speed with the brain, and at the same time deal with some individual situations of the materials they get.
, often results in failure. To put it simply, what makes you perfect is that the addition of experience to craft work is very considerable. Although it is only the lowest branch of the outline of doll making, it is a small thing that makes a big difference.
The difficulty of making dolls was also revealed before Aaron's eyes. Thinking of the status of doll makers in the old era of this world, he had to sigh that they did have this value, not to mention that even in the new era, the status of doll makers is also
Didn't drop too much.
The first time he came into contact with this kind of precise craft, even Aron had to cheer up a little. After all, it is a craft that is quite difficult to get started with...
It worked.
Yes, there are always some people in this world who unreasonably break ordinary people's perceptions.
"Well, compared with alchemy, it does require more hand coordination, but the requirements for spell casting are not that high. Generally speaking, alchemy should be a little more difficult. I don't know how the actual puppet making is." Aaron extinguished.
After he temporarily condensed the elemental group around him for the convenience of calling it, he expressed his feelings about trying it for the first time.
In his hand he held a fragment the size of a thumbnail, with dots of purple light flashing on it.
Aaron looked at the light spot, and a dark golden light flashed in his eyes.
[Category: Magic Drive Machine Applicable Information Loading Container]
[Effect: Bear a certain amount of information and imprint it in the original core of the magic-driven ingenuity]
[Success rate: 70%]
"Purple quality is probably the highest level that can be made with the materials on hand. If it is higher, we have to purchase higher-grade materials, but that is a bit unaffordable." Aaron was a little regretful.
The chips are also classified into four colors: blue, purple, gold and red, which determine the loading capacity of the chip and the success rate of engraving. Although there is room for improvement in my first attempt, purple is indeed what I can make with the materials I bought.
The highest quality.
"Purple... can it really carry the things of the giants? And if those good-looking guys know that I use purple chips to store their 'glory', will they beat me?" Aron looked at the ceiling.
I think about it a little nostalgically and a little bit in a bad way.
So he tried it.
There was a "pop" sound, the chip was scrapped, and a black smokey scorch appeared between the palms.
"As expected."
Aaron looked at the remaining materials on the table, pondered for a moment, and sighed: "Let's learn about the magic materials in this world..."
He plans to make chips by rubbing high-grade materials with his own hands.