Game of the World Tree - Chapter 105

105. Chapter 105 Rivendell

Carlos made a decision. He planned to go to the Chosen City immediately to recruit the Chosen!

However, when he came out of the makeshift wooden house, he found that Florence had already become lively.

For some reason, a large number of young Chosen poured into Florence, densely packed.

Looking around, the core area of the repaired temple was full of heads.

Carlos opened his mouth in surprise, not knowing what was going on.

Although there were many Chosen in Florence at ordinary times, they only assisted the elves in repairing buildings in the Holy City at that time, but today…

Carlos seriously doubted whether all the Chosen had come to Florence.

Not only that, the behavior of the Chosen was also very strange.

Every time they saw an elf from the Flame Tribe, they would enthusiastically surround him.

Especially those older elves, each of them had several Chosen surrounded by them.

They smiled and kept trying to get close to them, which scared the old elves.

The old priest Samir stationed at the Florentine Temple was in even worse condition. He was already overwhelmed by a large group of Chosen Ones. No one ran away after he yelled at them a few times, but more and more people came…

Not only that, Carlos also heard the exclamations of the Chosen Ones from afar:

“Fuck! Blue NPC!”

“It’s a rare NPC! Come on, come on!”

“Grandpa priest! Please help me!”

Carlos took a breath of cold air, wondering what these young warriors were crazy about.

As soon as he came out, more than a dozen Chosen Ones’ eyes lit up.

“Another one! It’s white!”

Their eyes lit up, as if they saw prey, and they rushed up and surrounded Carlos.

At the same time, Carlos heard their expectant and excited voices:

“Dear Grandpa Elf, good morning!”

“Uncle, do you have any tasks that we can help you with?”

“Um… do you have any skills here that I can learn?”

“I’m very diligent and already level 15! I’m strong and healthy! I can do anything!”

Carlos:…

Looking at the Chosen Ones who were looking at him expectantly, Carlos was confused.

What’s going on?

But soon, he thought of his dream yesterday…

No way?

Is this… what the Mother Goddess meant?

Then, he was delighted.

This is an opportunity!

It seems… I’m very likely to recruit an apprentice!

But…

He took a look at these Chosen Ones and felt a little uneasy.

I don’t know if the Chosen Ones can stand the dullness of being a forging apprentice.

You know, the work of an apprentice in a forging workshop is not only boring, but also has a poor environment and is very tiring.

They often work shirtless and sweat all day…

And more importantly, Carlos can’t pay them much.

After pondering for a moment, he decided to try out the ability given to him by the Mother Goddess.

He cleared his throat and said with some expectation and trepidation:

“Well… yes, I do need help here. I plan to open a forging shop in Florence to manufacture and repair equipment and magic tools.”

“But now I don’t have enough manpower, so I need to recruit apprentices. But recruiting apprentices will be very tiring, and I can only pay very little…”

His voice became weaker and weaker, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

As soon as Carlos finished speaking, a new prompt message appeared in the vision of all the players who gathered around:

[Carlos Lieyan issued a task: Recruiting forging apprentices]

In an instant, the players fell silent.

Seeing the silence of the Chosen Ones, Carlos’ heart skipped a beat, wondering if his request had disappointed the Chosen Ones.

However, before he could say anything else, the players were completely blown up:

“Forging skills? Recruiting apprentices?”

“It’s an NPC with life skills!”

“What luck!”

“Can it repair equipment?!”

“Sir! I want to learn, I want to learn! I want to be an apprentice!”

They shouted excitedly and surrounded Carlos completely.

The determined look in their eyes made Carlos shiver subconsciously. For a moment, he wondered if these warriors of the Mother God had problems with their sexual orientation…

Um… No, there are a few women.

Wait…?

Women are actually willing to be forging apprentices?

Carlos was stunned.

Before he could react, Carlos was suddenly stuffed with berries by the Chosen Ones and was pressed onto a stone bench. At the same time, someone behind him began to fan him with leaves and began to massage his legs and shoulders…

And their chirping and flattering voices began to sound:

“Grandpa Elf, you are a good person at first glance! These berries are for you! So sweet!”

“What I admire most is the forging profession. That… can you accept me?”

“Grandpa! No… Dear uncle! I am very strong, please accept me as an apprentice! I will give you a shoulder massage!”

“And me! I am already learning Elven language, and I am very interested in magic tool manufacturing!”

Carlos: …

Looking at the enthusiastic Chosen Ones, Carlos was shocked.

They…

Do they like to be apprentices so much?

He felt that happiness came too suddenly and was a little unreal.

Taking a deep breath, he said again:

“However, I can’t provide too much reward…”

Before he could continue, the voices of the players drowned out his words:

“No! No! I don’t want rewards, just teach me the forging technology!”

“Me too! Me too! Just teach me how to repair equipment is enough!”

Carlos: …

He looked at the Chosen Ones in front of him excitedly, and his heart was moved:

good people!

These guys are really good people!

He took a deep breath and said,

“Okay! Since you are willing, you are welcome to become my apprentices!”

After that, he sighed,

“It’s just that due to my limited energy, I can only recruit up to five people. Let’s put it this way. Everyone who is willing to stay and help me build the forging shop, I will pick out five people to become apprentices in the process.”

At this moment, Carlos felt that he was really happy.

He never thought that what he was entangled with was not the lack of apprentices, but too many people who wanted to be apprentices!

After hearing his words, the players looked at each other and stayed.

Under Carlos’s command, everyone began to build the forging shop.

Not only that, more players came from afar and joined them excitedly.

Looking at the enthusiastic Chosen Ones, Carlos was filled with emotion:

“It’s great! Such days have not been seen for hundreds of years! When I was an apprentice, we elves had a large forging workshop. What a pity… What a pity…”

As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed:

“I can only recruit five people at most. In addition to energy reasons, the key is insufficient equipment. Hey… the equipment used for forging is all professional. Although I brought back some, it is still not enough. We need to make a lot of them ourselves.”

“It’s just that the conditions are too bad now. What we make ourselves can’t meet the standards after all. I really miss the old workshops!”

After hearing Carlos’ words, a player stopped and asked curiously:

“Didn’t Florence have abandoned workshops before? Maybe… we can look for the remaining equipment!”

After hearing his words, Carlos shook his head regretfully:

“The equipment in the Holy City was moved away with the migration.”

But after he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, and said uncertainly:

“But there may still be some in Rivendell… It was once the largest manufacturing capital of the elves, and it was the first to suffer from war, so many things were not moved away in time.”

After saying that, he shook his head again:

“But it’s been a thousand years, even if there are still some, they are probably no longer usable.” As

soon as the voice fell, Carlos found that the Chosen Ones had all quieted down.

He turned around in confusion and found that everyone was looking at him excitedly.

“What… what happened?”

He asked curiously.

“Rivendell?”

The players were instantly excited. 鈥斺

PS: The name Rivendell comes from the Lord of the Rings. I really couldn’t think of a reliable city name, so I used this one.

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