In the last five minutes of the Blacksmith's Trial, just when Ou Tian thought that he was unshakable in first place, a notification popped up, shocking every player, including Ou Tian.
All the players subconsciously glanced at the ranking board.
[Blacksmith Profession Advancement Point Ranking (Remaining time: 4 minutes 23 seconds)]:
First place: Lin Tie (31872 points, completed three rounds of mission)
Second place: Ou Tian (10864 points, completed the three-ring mission)
Third place: Hu Long (2,542 points, completed the three-part mission)
Fourth place: Mu Ye (2,088 points, completed three rounds of the mission)
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All the players were shocked when they saw the points for first place.
To occupy the first place with a score three times higher than the second place, this kind of surpassing could be described as crushing.
Even Tong Gua, who was playing Landlord with the Rock Ghost King and the Hydra Hydra in the forging room, widened his eyes in disbelief when he saw the ranking.
At this moment, the game notification appeared again.
[Server Announcement, the Blacksmith Trial has officially ended. The first player, Lin Tie, will receive a purple forging hammer, Glazed Hammer, and a purple crafting furnace, Flying Star Cauldron, as a gift from the system.]
After the announcement, all the players saw the "Flow of Time" model that Lin Tie had created.
Watermelon _ Taro: "It's so exquisite, I want … En, I mean, Almighty, can you make one for me?
Roasting Chang 'e Hugging the Jade Rabbit: "One look and you can tell that he's a god of folk craftsmanship. This weapon looks more like a work of art. I like it a lot (Adore ~)."
Xueli _ The _ Strongest: "That's awesome! Thirty thousand points, which means that it's twice as good as the Moon Blade with two skills. That's amazing! Is this what a powerhouse is like?
Crayon _ Shinchan: "Although I admire this big boss named Lin Tie for being able to create such an exquisite weapon, allow me to ask, apart from being a wife … ahem … is there any other use for this" Time Flow "? How do I use it? I'm not a robot, I can't fight on my own!
A Large Wolfdog replied to Crayon Shin-chan: "You're so nosy. This is art. Do you understand art? Art is meant to be appreciated. (Cha Na's view)"
Lin Family Hammer Wielding Successor: "Dad, you're awesome. I knew you'd be number one. (happy emoji)"
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The moment the final result appeared, Lin Tie's "Time Flow" instantly became the focus of discussion among the players. Its popularity completely surpassed that of Ou Tian's "Heavenly Moon Blade."
Even Ou Tian himself was stunned. He looked at the delicate female puppet with a complicated expression, but he had to admit that he had indeed lost, and lost completely.
"Lin Tie, I will surpass you!" At this moment, Ou Tian's heart was filled with unwillingness. However, his fighting spirit was also stimulated.
Although this was just a game, Ou Tian swore in his heart that he would become the strongest blacksmith because he was Ou Yezi's descendant!
At this moment, Ou Tian had already declared war against Lin Tie in his heart.
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At this time, a white-haired old man was sitting on a cliff on the Liuli Coast. He was holding a fishing rod and seemed to be fishing, but his eyes were staring blankly at the other end of the sea, as if he had something on his mind.
A gust of sea breeze blew over, and his figure could not help but sway along with it. He was like a candle in the wind, and there was only a rotten aura on his body. There was not the slightest vitality of a living person, and he sat there like a statue.
At this moment, a notification of the trial ranking appeared.
The old man reached out his hand to close the notification out of habit, but when he saw the appearance of the human-shaped puppet, he was suddenly stunned.
At this moment, a glimmer of light appeared in his turbid eyes, and his lips trembled slightly as they opened and closed twice.
"Time … Flow …!"
"Time … Flow …!"
As he stared at the puppet on the display panel, the old man's emotions gradually became agitated.
"Time Flow, hahaha!"
At this moment, Tang Mu's tears flowed uncontrollably. He reached out his hand to touch the 'Time Flow' on the panel, but his hands passed through it.
At this moment, his memory also returned to that day 57 years ago.
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It was November of that year, and it was snowing heavily.
According to the local customs, Tang Mu was led by his parents to the temple on the nearby mountain to burn incense.
As there was a large flow of people on the mountain that day, the road up the mountain was packed with people. The path up the mountain was like a queue, and they could only go up a few steps after a while.
At that time, Tang Mu was only 13 years old, and he could not stand such an environment, so he wanted to go back.
However, his parents were more devout, and were not affected by Tang Mu. They only comforted him, but did not leave.
By the time Tang Mu followed his parents to the top of the mountain, it was already evening.
When his parents entered the temple hall to burn incense, the curious Tang Mu walked out of the side door of the temple and began to wander around the mountain.
As he walked, he lost his sense of direction, and the noise of the surrounding tourists also faded away. At this moment, Tang Mu was scared out of his wits.
At that time, he panicked and began to run around the back mountain like a headless fly.
The night was getting darker, and the sky was still snowing heavily. Tang Mu's face was blue from the cold.
Thinking that he was going to die, Tang Mu was so scared that he cried, and he staggered forward.
At this moment, he discovered a small, run-down temple, and there was a faint flickering fire inside.
At that time, Tang Mu was already frozen to death. After standing outside the run-down temple for a while, he mustered up his courage and walked in.
This step was his destiny.
Tang Mu saw an old man in ragged clothes in the run-down temple.
The old man's body was curled up into a ball, and he was sitting in front of a bonfire made of wood. He was holding a woman in his arms, or more accurately, a doll.
The doll had the appearance of a beautiful woman, as if it had just been painted. Her expression was lifelike, and her eyes and eyelashes seemed to be hanging with tears. It made people feel tender and loving when they saw it. If one did not look carefully, they would not be able to tell that it was just a doll.
The old man was very surprised to see Tang Mu, and when he realized that Tang Mu's body was still trembling, he waved for Tang Mu to sit over.
At first, Tang Mu was very scared, and he basically only answered every question the old man asked.
Seeing Tang Mu's fear, the old man smiled and said,
"Have you seen the puppet show?"
Tang Mu shook his head blankly.
When the old man heard that, he picked up the doll and stood up.
Then, he carried the puppet and performed in front of the bonfire. Under his control, the doll danced gracefully and gracefully. Although she had a sorrowful makeup on, she was still beautiful beyond compare. It was as if there really was such a woman at the old man's side who was dancing with him. She was as light as a feather, like a fairy.
The old man's acting had joy and sorrow, tears and laughter. Tang Mu, who was staying at the old man's side, seemed to have become a bystander, watching the doll move according to the old man's rhythm, sometimes flying, sometimes advancing and retreating, making people immersed in the scene. The phantom around the old man seemed to be cheering for the old man.
What made Tang Mu even more incredulous was that every time the beautiful doll's eyes swept across the old man, there seemed to be affection and love in her eyes.
Tang Mu, who was seeing the puppet show for the first time, could not help but be fascinated.
That night, Tang Mu had a dream. He dreamed that he was also dancing in the heavy snow with a beautiful doll. Everything seemed so beautiful.
The next day, at dawn, the old man woke up Tang Mu, who was still sleeping, and told him how to go to the temple in front of the mountain.
After last night's dream, Tang Mu blurted out and told the old man that he wanted to learn the puppet show.
The old man looked very surprised. He stared at Tang Mu for a moment, seeming to see the determination in Tang Mu's eyes. The old man sighed, turned to the foot of the wall, picked up a big wooden box, and handed it to Tang Mu.
After receiving it, Tang Mu opened the wooden box curiously and found a lifelike doll lying inside.
Then, the old man stuffed a book into Tang Mu's hands, telling him that he was a dying man and could not teach him. If he had talent, he could learn by himself.
Before leaving, Tang Mu asked the old man what the name of the doll was.
The old man replied with a smile, "Time Flow!"
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After that, Tang Mu seemed to have changed into a different person. He was completely addicted to the puppet show.
Tang Mu's change made his parents furious. His teacher even tried to communicate with him several times, but at that time, Tang Mu could be said to not listen at all.
After beating and scolding him, and using all methods, Tang Mu became a hopeless person in everyone's eyes.
When he became an adult, he was kicked out of the house by his parents.
At that time, Tang Mu only had a doll to accompany him.
Even in the future, he relied on performing the puppet show for others to make a living. Sometimes he was full, sometimes he was hungry, and he lived like a homeless man.
This Strings Puppet show lasted for a lifetime.
When he was 53 years old, he received news that his father had passed away.
Although he was kicked out of the house, Tang Mu still hurried home.
Seeing Tang Mu arrive in ragged clothes, his relatives all treated him as a beggar and chased him out.
Tang Mu ran in again, shouting his name and telling his relatives his identity.
However, the touching feeling he had imagined did not appear. Everyone still looked at him as if he was a stranger, even his mother.
Tang Mu felt a sharp pain in his heart. He endured the gazes of his relatives, kowtowed in front of his father, and then turned around and ran out.
At that moment, Tang Mu, who was in a daze, thought of the old man. Then, he went up the mountain with "Time Flow" and found the dilapidated temple.
At that moment, the dilapidated temple was covered with cobwebs, and the old man was long gone.
That night, it snowed again, just like that night 40 years ago.
The snow was very heavy, and Tang Mu shivered from the cold. Then, he found some dry wood and lit a fire to keep warm.
As the bonfire danced, Tang Mu looked at "Time Flow" in his arms in a daze.
After a moment, he suddenly looked angry. "I've been down and out for decades, and it's all because of you. The weather is cold, and I can't even afford to buy clothes. Now, even my relatives don't want to acknowledge me. It's snowing heavily tonight, and I'm cold and hungry. What's the use of you? Why don't you burn it? It can even warm my body! "
How many 40 years could one have in life? He had been obsessed for 40 years, and he had also been down and out for 40 years. At that moment, Tang Mu felt that his life had been ruined in the hands of this doll.
Thinking of this, Tang Mu suddenly pushed "Time Flow" in his hand into the bonfire.
The fire swept across the doll's beautiful dancing sleeves, burning the delicate bones carved from linden, and making crackling sounds.
At that moment, the puppet slowly stood up and sadly bowed to Tang Mu, as if thanking him for his 40 years of companionship. Two lines of tears could be faintly seen falling from the puppet's eyes. At this moment, he bowed to Tang Mu as a gesture of farewell.
Looking at the burning bonfire, Tang Mu suddenly burst into tears.
"Without you, I'll have nothing …"
That night, the bonfire burned for a long time, warming the entire temple and protecting Tang Mu until dawn, when the snow stopped.
Tang Mu also sat in a daze for the whole night. His mind was filled with the scenes of him dancing with the doll in the past 40 years. However, "Time Flow" had long been burned to ashes by the fire.
The orchid fingers twirled the dust like water, and the three-foot red platform blew thousands of songs.
Singing "Long sorrow does not become sorrow, and the very red place turns to ash."
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