C13

After listening to Luke's story, Tian Cheng patted his shoulder to comfort him. Just now, he had been so engrossed in his friendly conversation with Luke that he had forgotten that he was still a slave. His clansmen might be living a life worse than his own. Just like how the Black Leopard Mercenaries did not have the strength to protect their wealth, they would only end up dying in the end. After all, they were not intelligent humans, and it was too difficult for the fleeing dwarves to grow and progress through oppression.

After a long while, Luke recovered from his disappointment, picked up the complete "cage", and carefully looked at the simple mechanical trap in front of him. After a while, he put it down, and his eyes returned to Tian Cheng, saying with some excitement, "That's right, that's right. Next time you want to make these things, I'll try to use the best materials I can. I just hope that you can tell me how they work. "

Hearing this, Tian Cheng laughed out loud in his heart. It is enough to teach you how to use it! As for the principles, I would like to explain them to you, but the physics isn't that easy to understand, unless there are several people like Newton and Einstein in this world. Nodding his head, Tian Cheng quickly took out the drawn blueprint from his pocket and said, "Master Luke, please help me make these. You don't have to use too many good materials, you can just make this pile of waste materials. I'll only come back after a month or so, you don't have to finish it so quickly."

Luke took over the blueprints and looked at them. They were all relatively simple items, but in the blink of an eye, their enthusiasm died down, and he indifferently replied, "Boss, that guy was just worrying about where to use this pile of scrap metal. But now someone is actively asking for it."

"Can't this scrap iron make new weapons?" Tian Cheng had a question, but he didn't ask Luke. Today was enough, "Forget it, I'll ask you later." After packing all the materials, Tian Cheng used all his money to hire a carrier beast. The beast of burden didn't belong to the demonic beast, but it possessed great endurance. It was about the same size as a cow and could be tamed by humans to do the work of shipping. That pile of things, Tian Cheng never thought of carrying it back home.

As he sat on the beast carriage, Tian Cheng admired the scenery on both sides. This was the first time he had ever walked on this road home, so he was very curious about the unfamiliar scenery around him. All along the way, Tiancheng was immersed in the embrace of nature. All the wonderful sights were captured in his eyes, and his mood and body relaxed as well.

Soon, when it was close to noon, Tian Cheng returned home. His grandfather had already finished cooking and was waiting for him. After he had recovered from his severe injury the last time, this grandson of his was completely different from the last time. It was as if he had grown up a lot in a night, and the simple and honest young man from before had disappeared, to be replaced by intelligence, cleverness, and some strange knowledge. The old man smiled with relief, as if he was waiting for his grandson to explain something to him.

After the coachman left, he didn't say anything and just stood on the spot, putting the metal rods together one by one. With the experience of his first time, he was able to quickly finish this task this time, and an exquisite iron cage rat-catcher was placed in front of the old man.

"This is too amazing. Good grandson, quickly tell grandpa how you did it." The old man revealed an expression of surprise as he looked at the cage in disbelief.

"Grandfather, wasn't that the same wooden cage that I made last time? "But this is made of iron. With this, we grandfather-grandson pair will have a much easier time in the future."

"That's right, good days are about to come. The day has come for me to grow up. I will never suffer together with my grandfather ever again." As he spoke, tears of excitement rolled down his face.

Tian Cheng walked up, wiped away his grandfather's tears, and helped the old man into the room. After a sumptuous lunch, the two of them did not leave their seats. Tian Cheng wanted to say something, but he hesitated several times, and the old man saw that his grandson wanted to say something to him, but he could not. So, he just sat there silently, waiting for Tian Cheng.

Whether or not he should tell grandfather about the truth of his soul fusion, every time he saw the old man's confused expression, he would feel that he was deceiving the old man. He was afraid that his grandfather would not trust him after seeing his strange behavior, and their relationship would become more and more distant. It was a natural fear, and if nothing was done, it was bound to happen. But tell grandpa the truth, what will he think, will he still treat himself as a grandson?

After hesitating for a long time, just as Tian Cheng was still struggling, the old man spoke up, "Child, if you have something to say, just say it! No matter what happens, Grandpa will always believe you. "

Upon hearing these words, Tian Cheng's restless heart quickly calmed down. Looking at the old man's kind smile, he took a deep breath and said, "Grandfather, recently, did you think that I was very strange? I've done all sorts of weird things."

The old man nodded. "That's right. Ever since your illness last time, grandfather has always felt that something is amiss. It's as if you've suddenly grown up a lot."

"Yes, grandfather. After the lightning struck me last time, I gained a lot of knowledge out of thin air. This time, the things I did were from my memories, as well as a lot of strange knowledge." Tian Cheng said with a serious expression.

"Oh!" "If there's such a thing, quickly tell grandpa if there's any martial arts or magic cultivation method in your knowledge!" The old man had heard many strange things in his life, but such things were truly unheard-of. However, when he heard the memories that Tian Cheng said, he excitedly grabbed Tian Cheng's arm and eagerly asked.

"No," Tian Cheng replied bluntly.

After hearing these two words, the old man felt as if a piece of red-hot iron had been splashed with water, instantly venting all his anger. In his mind, other than those martial arts and magic cultivation methods, everything else seemed to be negligible.

Seeing the dejected expression on the old man's face, Tian Cheng clenched his old hands and said, "Grandfather, don't be like this. Although there are no martial arts or magic in my memories, there are many very useful things, just like the rat trap that I created this time. This is the lowest level in my memories. The sky was full of emotion, and there was an incredible light in those eyes.