Simulation of all things: Copper skin and iron bones at the beginning

Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs!

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Late autumn comes with the wind, and the cold dew condenses on the branches.

It’s noon!

The lively street market was quickly emptied out by a cold autumn rain, and occasionally a few pedestrians passed by in a hurry.

Dafeng Town, a small town located on the northwest border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, became quiet as if time had stopped amidst the miserable wind and rain.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

As the whole town quieted down, Zhang Ji's blacksmith shop, located on the edge of the town, seemed particularly noisy. The sound of blacksmithing could be heard clearly from a distance.

Everyone in the town knows that although Zhang Ji’s Blacksmith Shop is small, it is a time-honored brand and the only blacksmith shop in Dafeng Town.

Hunting tools used by hunters, farm tools used by farmers, kitchen utensils used by chefs, embroidery needles used by female workers, and even swords and hidden weapons used by people in the world can all be purchased at Zhang Ji Blacksmith Shop.

In the forging room, there were more than a dozen shirtless muscular men at the moment, swinging their hammers and striking the iron rhythmically. While sweating, the dazzling sparks from the collision splashed in all directions.

woohoo~~

The cold, moist wind blew into the forging room, and the flames in the furnace suddenly shot up.

In the meantime, brush, brush, brush…

In the corner, the pages of the book were turning randomly.

A handsome young man of fifteen or sixteen years old quickly pressed the pages of the book with his hands, turned his head, and saw across the street outside the door, a small vendor selling roasted pears with rock sugar was busy packing his things. The strong wind carried the cold rain and slapped it randomly on the eaves. superior.

"Hey, it's raining."

After realizing it later, the handsome young man held the pen in his hand and added a few more words on the paper. After drying the writing, he raised his head, picked up the book and walked towards a square-faced man with bronze complexion.

This sturdy man with a square face, about forty years old, and a charming smile, is Zhang Sanqiao, the head of Zhang Ji Blacksmith Shop.

"Master, the accounts for the past six months have been sorted out."

The handsome young man spoke. His voice was like a clear spring in the mountains, ethereal and clear. He cut through the noise and heard every word.

Zhang Sanqiao turned his head and looked at the handsome young man.

About a month ago, he came across a hungry homeless boy on the street and kindly took him in.

However, what surprised Zhang Sanqiao was that the homeless boy not only knew how to read and write, but also knew how to sort out accounts. It happened that his blacksmith shop had never had an accountant, so he arranged for the homeless boy to do it first.

That wandering boy is none other than the handsome boy in front of him, Wei An.

Zhang Sanqiao wiped his hands, took the account book, and looked through it carefully. He found that the accounts were very clear and orderly. A satisfied smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he exclaimed: "Wei An, you did a good job."

Wei An smiled shyly, his black and white pupils as deep as abyss, as if they were hiding countless secrets.

In fact, Wei An is not from this world. He was originally a high school student in China on Blue Star. He stayed up late doing mock papers in preparation for the college entrance examination. He suddenly passed out and was transported to this world when he woke up.

Like most time travellers, Wei An also has his own plug-in. A transparent panel that only he can see floats under his eyes and can be hidden or summoned at any time.

On the panel, a line of glowing writing was displayed:

[Balance is 0, not activated]

Obviously, this is a plug-in that needs to be recharged.

What can be used to recharge should be the currency of this world.

However, Wei An was alone, where would he get the money to top up? Even eating is a problem.

At this time, Zhang Sanqiao smiled and said: "In this way, from now on you will stay with me and be responsible for keeping accounts, and learn how to blacksmith. I will calculate your wages as a formal apprenticeship."

Then, he solemnly added, "Food and accommodation are included!"

The next moment, Zhang Sanqiao took out azure crystals from the wallet at his waist. They were shaped like peanuts, crystal clear and jade-like, and emitted circles of flowing water-colored light, which was beautiful.

These azure crystals are the currency of this world——

Rough stone!

Also called primitive crystal, it is a crystal that contains extraordinary energy and has extremely wide uses.

In addition to serving as currency, raw stones can also be used as nourishing medicinal materials, energy sources for machinery and institutions, and the most important daily consumables for warriors to practice.

This Great Zhou Dynasty not only had a vast territory, but also prospered in martial arts. The realm of martial arts was divided into nine levels, from ninth level to first level. Below the ninth level, everyone was mundane and like an ant.

But powerful warriors can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, move mountains and fill seas, live long lives, and possess all kinds of incredible magical powers.

This raw stone is the key element for a warrior to be transformed from a mortal into an extraordinary one.

"Wei An, this is your salary for this month, totaling 30 yuan of low-grade rough stones." Zhang Sanqiao smiled and handed over a large handful of rough stones.

"Thank you, Master."

Wei An couldn't help but feel happy, but his appearance remained calm and composed. He just smiled lightly and took the stone, then returned to the desk and sat down.

Soon, everyone was busy doing their own thing and no longer paid attention to him.

Wei An raised his head slightly and swept his eyes across the crowd. After confirming that no one was looking at him, he immediately summoned the plug-in panel and said silently in his heart:

"Recharge!"

In an instant, 30 pieces of low-grade rough stones disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, the external panel changed.

[Recharge 30 low-grade rough stones, and the balance is 30 low-grade rough stones]

[All things simulation system activated...]

[Please use it according to the following guidance: the first step is to lock your sight on any item]

Wei An took a deep breath and immediately cheered up. After flickering for a few times, his eyes fell on the brush in front of him.

[Item: Sheep hair]

[Level: Level 1 light white]

[Simulating this object once will consume 10 low-grade rough stones. Do you want to enable the simulation? 】

A strange hint appeared above the brush.

Wei An's heartbeat quickened, and he chose "yes" without any hesitation!

[You have completed the second step, now it is the third step, choose any target, and then give the hair to that person]

"Giving it away?"

Wei An looked at the room full of muscular men. Besides him, who else was interested in writing and drawing?

No!

Just at this moment, a woman came in holding a little girl. The woman was Zhang Sanqiao's wife, and the little girl was their daughter Zhang Mingzhu, who was only seven years old.

The woman brought Zhang Mingzhu directly to Wei An.

Wei An quickly stood up and saluted: "I have met the lady in charge."

"No gift, no gift."

The woman smiled, waved her hand, and said with a smile: "Wei An, my girl is not young anymore. Can you teach her to read and write?"

Wei An raised his eyebrows and said: "Of course."

"Okay, okay!" The woman was overjoyed, "As long as you teach well, your salary will increase."

She pointed at Wei An and said to her daughter: "Mingzhu, call sir quickly."

Zhang Mingzhu glanced at her mother, then at Wei An, then lowered her head shyly, and shouted in a crisp voice: "Mr."

Wei An smiled knowingly, pulled a bench next to him, and said to the little girl, "Sit here."

Zhang Mingzhu climbed onto the bench using her hands and feet and sat upright.

Wei An pondered for a moment, then picked up the brush and said: "Mingzhu, if you want to learn to write and write well, you must first have a good brush. This pen is well made, and after my personal inspection, it is indeed an excellent brush. .”

With that said, he handed the brush to Zhang Mingzhu and said with a smile: "I've given it to you. You should use it to practice your calligraphy."

Zhang Mingzhu held her breath with excitement, her eyes shining like stars. She raised her hands, carefully took the brush, held it in her palm like a treasure, and couldn't put it down.

[You presented the goat hair to Zhang Mingzhu, and the simulation officially began]

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[First year: I was praised as a treasure by an unscrupulous teacher and given to Zhang Mingzhu. This silly girl really treated me as a treasure and used me to practice writing every day without stopping. 】

[Second year: Zhang Mingzhu is talented and smart, and his calligraphy skills have improved rapidly. He soon surpassed a certain unscrupulous teacher. 】

[Third year: Zhang Mingzhu officially studied calligraphy with Master Fujiye. She showed amazing attainments in calligraphy and was promoted to an intermediate calligraphy apprentice at the age of only ten. What is commendable is that she has never left me. 】

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[Seventh year: Zhang Mingzhu became a master of calligraphy. She grew up and became as beautiful as a flower. Yan Xingkong, the young master of "Yanjiapu", was in love with beauty and asked the Zhang family to marry Zhang Mingzhu as a betrothal gift. After being rejected, Yan Xingkong became angry and massacred Zhang Ji's blacksmith shop, robbed Zhang Mingzhu, and set fire to the blacksmith shop. Poor blacksmith I was burned to ashes in the fire. 】

[Simulation ends! 】

[You can choose any one of the following rewards:]

[1. Yanghao’s ashes]

[2. Calligraphy skills possessed by sheep hair holders]

When Wei An saw this, he suddenly understood everything in his heart. This is how the Daqingwuwu Simulation System is used.

Spend a certain amount of rough stones, then simulate the "life" of a certain item, and finally get a reward!

"There is no need to consider this choice between the two..." Wei An chose the second reward without even thinking about it.

In an instant, a large amount of memories of practicing calligraphy, mastering and honing calligraphy skills poured into Wei An's mind, and a faint burning heat flowed through his right arm and body.

Wei An came back to his senses, looked at his right hand, suddenly picked up another writing brush on the table and started writing with a swipe, the brush strokes were vigorous and powerful, penetrating into the wood!

"Good word!"

The lady's delicate body trembled and she was amazed.

Even Zhang Mingzhu stretched his neck, his eyes lit up, and he showed an expression of worship.

The words written by the gentleman are full of twists and turns, like fog, rain and wind. They are so beautiful!