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Chapter 84 The Awakening of the Bull Head

After Allen left, the silly tauren slave no longer just stared at the rice porridge reward, but looked at the floor under his feet.

As a slave, he didn't understand what awakening was, but after Alan's explanation, he realized how powerful an awakened person is.

The road to awakening is in front of you, become an awakened person, be popular and drink spicy food, and have extraordinary force!
"Smash with emotion."

Preet, who had a human appearance, with two small black horns on his head, took a deep breath, his chest was full of eight-pack abs, he clenched his fists tightly, with blue veins protruding, and slammed straight to the floor.

boom!
The ground didn't move at all, and the small stones on the ground showed no signs of moving, and everything was as before.

"Hiss, it hurts." Preet touched his red finger and grinned in pain.

"But Master Allen said, this is the road to awakening, don't be afraid of pain."

Preet gritted his teeth, thinking that he could awaken his own talent, so he did it anyway.

Bang bang bang!
After hitting it twenty times, the Tauren's fist was covered in blood, and he roared, "It hurts—"

After hitting No. 30 times, the tauren's face turned pale, "It hurts so much!"

Thirty times in a row, he hit it to the point of doubting his life, and he didn't want to hit it.

"Perhaps Master Allen is wrong, smashing the floor is useless."

Preet retracted his fist, the pain holding him back.

A few minutes later, Preet returned to the smithy again.

As soon as they entered the shop, the hot wind was blowing in the face, and the sound of forging penetrated into the ears. The orcs were still shirtless, standing at their posts and swiping the sledgehammer to forge the barrel of the gun.

"Hey, Preet, are you back again?" The kobold who forged the barrel put down his big hammer and greeted with a smile.

"Yeah, I love the God of Forging more than the ruthless Mother Earth."

Preet returned to his seat and picked up his big hammer again, feeling infinitely moved.

"What were you called by Allen to do? Could it be that you were promoted to a free citizen in advance?" The two puppy ears on the kobold's head moved slightly, looking at him eagerly.

"It's not about being a free citizen. Allen is teaching me the awakening method of the tauren clan, but I don't like hitting the floor, I like swinging a hammer." Preet shook his head and swung the big hammer.

"It's not promoted to freeman... Oh, that's a pity." The kobold slave sighed softly, and returned to his seat to forge the barrel of the gun.

"We'll all be promoted to freemen in a month's time. There's nothing to sigh about."

The two-meter-tall Preet is full of muscles, and his mermaid body with eight-pack abs is the strongest warrior in the blacksmith shop. This is due to the fact that he has eaten a lot in the past one or two months.

Touching the hammer in his hand, the tauren felt the hammer was excited, and his arms were trembling with excitement.

"Hey old friend, I'm back again." Preet murmured to the hammer, momentarily forgetting the pain in the wound on his right hand.

Bang bang bang, the sledgehammer fell, and the sound of heavy forging sounded in the blacksmith shop.

The tauren indulged in the pleasure of forging and carried himself away.

So much so that when some kind of power was circulating in his body, he didn't even notice it, he only knew that exercising could make him happy.

The other slaves who were forging the barrels all showed envious expressions when they heard the sound of forging that was continuous like a torrential rain.

Of all the forged barrels, the Tauren's barrels are of the highest quality, and they are also the fastest.

After a while, a cat-eared orc came in at the door of the blacksmith's shop holding a sealed earthen pot, panting and looking around the blacksmith's shop, he happened to see a two-meter-tall tauren.

Bang, bang, the huge forging sound surprised the cat-eared orcs, and they didn't dare to get too close.

"Pritt, this is the special trauma medicine sent by Mrs. Allen. You have to remember to smash the floor every day, smash it with emotion, and don't smash the floor blindly."

The cat-eared orcs spoke loudly and put earthen pots full of potions on the ground.

Preet's buzzing voice overwhelmed the voice of forging: "Understood, you go back, I still have a job."

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

Before leaving, the little orc took another look at the blacksmith shop, and found that the tauren was still facing him, concentrating on forging the barrel of the gun, without even looking at the special wound medicine.

……

In the administrative building, a pigeon descended from the sky, bowed its head next to Allen's shoulder and cooed for a while, reporting the situation of the tauren training for him.

Windsor, who was in the same office, was doing the secretary's paperwork, and stared at the pigeon quietly, with monotone pronunciation in his ears:
"Coo, coo, coo?"

It's all gossip, with light and heavy, and a sense of paragraphs, but they can't be understood together at all, but Master Allen nodded, as if he really understood.

After the pigeon left, Windsor couldn't help but asked curiously: "Master Alan, what did the pigeon say?"

"The tauren went back to shoot the barrel. The method of hitting the floor is a bit unreasonable. It hurts too much. Even with the creative medicine, there is no way to relieve the pain of the wound." Allen murmured.

"He went back?" Windsor heard the news, but thought of another thing - Allen's eyeliner was everywhere.

Pigeons are his eyeliner, and there are at least 100 pigeons living in the village, and [-] to [-] pigeons traveling in other places.

By the way, Alan has stopped recruiting pigeons due to too many pigeons, and now he is recruiting some rats.

Well, it's a mouse in the biological sense, not an orc living in the dark corners of Morning Glory Town.

If the pigeons are the eyeliner outside the house, then the rats are the stubborn ones living inside the house. No matter how the orcs eliminate the rats, the rat population is still alive and well, with tenacious vitality.

However, there are not too many mice in Alan's Big Iron Village, because this is a newly built town, with brand new cement pavement, cement houses, and a sewer system that was laid one and a half months in advance. Clean is the town that Alan worked hard to build. Impression, he will not allow the rats to run rampant.

Allen's thoughts flashed away, and he analyzed: "The tauren's training method is a bit unreasonable. I think they should have other methods. Otherwise, they would smash the floor every day. Who can stand it? Only a strong-willed orc can use it." This method awakens the talent of the family."

"It is rumored that the tauren are hard-working. Maybe they can really train in this way?" Windsor's brain circuit also returned to normal, and he no longer thought about the problem of pigeon eyeliner.

"It would be great if I could spread the eyeliner to Niutou Country." Allen stood up and paced the room.

Using animal language, he can persuade animals to fly to the Tauren to inquire about information, but the problem is that animals are animals after all, and they cannot take the initiative to inquire about the awakened ones, and they do not understand the orc language.

For example, Allen called the pigeons at a meeting just now, and he tied the pigeon legs with paper. The paper was for the orcs. The orcs neither understand the language of the pigeons nor the pigeons.

Allen rubbed his hair. Is he going to teach animals to learn orc language?

Now his time is very full. Even with the dual combination of full-level animal language and full-level teaching, it takes one hour a day to teach.

Thinking that he would speak in animal language for an hour, Alan recalled the unbearable life of the beast again, and couldn't help feeling a little irritated.

After approving some documents, Alan left the office and went to school to start classes.

After a class, go back to the administration building to open the wooden suggestion box and pack up the letters from the villagers.

Looking at the letters from the villagers, most of them are letters of thanks, thanking the village chief for giving them the opportunity to attend classes.

There were also some ideas for new town names, and Allen sent these opinion letters to the Audit Department for them to count the votes.

After leaving these things to others, his office only has the rustling sound of Windsor pages turning, the pink and blue cat ears move slightly, and the tail is always in the shape of a question mark. He frowns and reads physics textbooks for a long time, and the window is already silent and dim. .

Until there was a loud roar downstairs, the silence was broken.

"Master Alan, I've awakened!" The tauren's excited voice came from below.

　Code again at night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)