"These Cialis people have made rapid progress. It can be seen that they are all vocational trained soldiers." A bear school hunter in heavy armor hugged his shoulders and nodded at the apprentice who was constantly climbing upwards in the distance.

"There are only new apprentices here, no Serris, Saglan, and we cannot regard them as some kind of aliens." Another hunter of the Wolf School shook his head: "And, compared to their number, we are aliens."

"I have lived for three hundred years and never thought that one day the pass rate of the grass trial would reach half." Saglan, a hunter of the bear school, sighed a little. He didn't know whether he was relieved or lost.

In his class, he had fifty-six children, and he finally survived and successfully grew into a qualified demon hunter. After him, nearly 100 children in two consecutive classes successfully survived the trial of grass.

This incident has always been a pain in Saglan's heart, and it is also the driving force that inspires him to keep moving forward, because he carries the expectations of more than 150 less lucky children.

He could no longer remember his childhood family, but the eyes of his companions who drank the green herbs together were lingering in his mind.

As for the new apprentices in front of them, Saglan didn't know how to evaluate them. They were not like those apprentices who had been adopted by Kelmohan since childhood. They had their own worldview and their own ideas.

They don’t have so many feelings about the death of their peers. They are always full of fighting spirit and do not suffer from organ failure and limb mutation like their previous apprentices. These new apprentices recovered their health almost the next day after passing the grass trial.

Saglan thought for a long time and finally said, "I always feel that they are not like demon hunters, but more like warriors who get Valyrian steel weapons for free."

The old hunter of the Wolf School was stunned. He felt that this stupid bear seemed to have a clue today, and every sentence contained wisdom.

"The production of Valyrian steel is limited, and I think we can't provide so many Valyrian steel weapons unless you can accept daggers as the main weapon." Old Kane had a headache and 'negotiating' with Gu Weijun.

Strictly speaking, this was an internal exchange between Kelmohan, because Gu Weijun failed to block the temptation and eventually drank the green herbicide and was lucky to become a new apprentice.

"His Excellency Kane, I want to know whether the production of Valyrian steel is limited due to mining conditions or mining technology?" Gu Weijun said that I am very serious about helping you solve the problem, all for your good intentions: "We are willing to provide comprehensive assistance, free!"

Old Kane looked at Gu Weijun with a fool's expression, as if you were afraid you were not thinking about nothing.

"So, how likely is it to make an alloy containing the Valyrian steel?" Gu Weijun knew that the proposal just now would not be accepted by Old Kane, and he was just trying his luck, so he immediately changed direction: "What is the content of Valyrian steel in a weapon to ensure its characteristics?"

Old Kane's expression gradually solidified, as if he was about to have a sudden cerebral thrombosis. He asked himself why Kelmohan had never thought about this problem for hundreds of years after he mastered the origin of Valerian steel.

This must be a system problem!

"I'll give you an answer soon." Old Kane closed his chin, feeling that the dwarves might not have time to drink in the next few months.

"We currently know more than 3,000 metal types, and this number will increase by 25% every year. Each different mixed component will have different effects on Valyrian steel alloys and have different characteristics." Gu Weijun smiled and said: "Materials is a very serious science. Are you planning to use luck to screen the most suitable alloy formula?"

Old Kane fell into silence. He knew that the new apprentice opposite had a strong country as backing. If the Demon Hunter lineage really cared about the world, there seemed to be no other choice in this situation.

"Let me think about it." Old Kane sighed. Since he created the God Talisman's Word Series, he has never felt so sad. Sometimes power cannot solve all problems, and even the people who create the problems cannot solve them.

Gu Weijun stood up, bowed respectfully to Old Kane, and turned around and left. As a new apprentice, he had to participate in daily routine training.

Old Kane didn't know what the future would be like, but these Cyris apprentices would definitely have an indelible impact on the Demon Hunter lineage. At least, old hunters have begun to try the application of "qi".

This is a rare reinforcement method that can be fully compatible with the Demon Hunter. With the super long life span of the Demon Hunter, even if it is far more difficult than mortals in practicing "qi", it will sooner or later bloom beautiful flowers.

The influence brought by the Cialis is not only that, but also cultural dissemination. Kelmohan's canteen has been occupied by the chefs brought by the Cialis. The variety of oriental delicacies every day make old hunters who don't like to eat a lot accustomed to three meals a day and sometimes have to add a midnight snack.

According to the previous creed of the Demon Hunter, hedonism is not desirable, but after that rebellion, Old Kane realized that a life of asceticism that completely eliminates the beauty of life can only erase human nature.

Appropriate enjoyment can inspire beauty in the world, and at least delicious food is acceptable.

The Grigo Psalm had withdrawn a week ago. They suffered a little loss at the hands of these Cialis people, but beyond Old Kane's expectations, the casters who were usually more likely to be more restrained.

Of course, if Old Kane knew that Huang Laoxie had led his men to cause the deaths of four legendary powerful men in the Old Continent, he could understand why the Grigo Psalm was so restrained. When they saw hundreds of Cyris rushing out of Kelmohan Castle, they once thought that the demon hunter inside had been killed by the Cyris.

Moreover, they received a warning from the Temple of Morning Light that the Chaos Legion had already assembled and was approaching the civilized world. So the Grigo Holy Piano team naturally retreated. Fighting Chaos is better than fighting a civil war with dangerous humans.

No one wants to make enemies with the powerful and long-lived demon hunters. Since their profession has existed, they have done genocide. However, in the past thousand years, they have chosen themselves an enemy that is unlikely to be extinct - Chaos.
Chapter completed!