When you focus, you often feel that time passes quickly. It is said that elves rely on continuous concentration to make themselves survive a long life. This statement has never been confirmed, and it sounds more like other short-lived races choreographing elves, so no one takes it seriously.

However, the training of the No. 15 Mining Group has been going on for more than two months, and everyone does not feel the passing of time. What everyone feels about - and the only thing they care about - has significantly improved their martial arts. And Dagon knew that the biggest improvement of the students was actually confidence and fighting spirit, which has always played an important role no less than martial arts in combat.

The arrangement of the martial arts test has been completed, but it is still the routine of previous years. The whole class took the exam together, first draw lots to perform a single cycle, and then freely formed a team to engage in a melee with the goal of winning the flag. The winners on one side have 3 points, the losers have 0 points, and the draws are 1 point each; when the group wins the flag station, each person who is "living" in the winner group has 5 points, the "dead" has 2 points, and the "survivors" in the losers group can also get 1 point. According to the difficulty of the terrain, each time they occupy the stronghold with the flag is occupied, they will also respond to points.

"This is imitating the situation in the infinite maze." Marne said to Dagon: "Although I don't like elves, their setting is very interesting, especially the flag-grabbing battle that occupys the stronghold. We often have to face this situation in the infinite maze."

Dagon asked: "There are strongholds in the infinite maze that need to be tug-of-war?"

"Yeah!" Maren nodded. He looked around and did not continue to talk about the topic of the Infinite Maze, but said: "Dagon, the guys from the martial arts squad have rented so many sets of heavy armor. Is this related to you?"

Although the exam will be taken tomorrow, a promise is a promise that you cannot leak information a minute earlier, let alone a day. Dargon twitches his beard and changes the topic bluntly - is his behavior considered a default?

"I want to hear about the Infinite Maze Battlefield."

"Slip!" Seeing that Dagon didn't say anything, Maren stopped asking. "Dagon, the mask you designed is pretty good, you should bring it with you often. Your expression control is too poor, and I can see everything written on my face."

"Uncle Ma En, the infinite maze!"

"Okay, okay, what a stubborn guy, like your father." Marn didn't say which father was Dagon, but it didn't matter. "The infinite maze is underground in the Demon City, between the surface world and the lava formation. The environment there is special, and the biggest feature is the lack of natural terrain. The earth element is okay, after all, it is underground; the fire element is okay, and the lava formation is not too far away. However, the other three natural elements are relatively scarce, which makes the caster uncomfortable and will also affect the work of spells and runes."

"Our ancestors of the Jiangu clan thought of a way to allow the maze to slowly accumulate natural elemental power and create element-rich areas in different regions. It can enhance the effect of spells, improve the durability of the spell caster, and sometimes provide some special effects, so such places must be fought for and occupied. The elves' flag-grabbing assessment mode is to simulate this scene. You see, the flag was not captured, but there are also differences when surviving - this is what elves often do."

"So that's it!" said Dagon. "My father rarely mentions the infinite maze to me. He said I was too young and didn't need to know, or learn what I should learn in elite academy-now I understand what's going on."

"Oh, Tormond doesn't want to tell you that it's not because you can always learn it, but that he always feels that he has failed in the infinite maze. When he sent him back to the rear, he already had some wrong ideas, such as injury and loss of combat ability is an irreparable failure of the weapon master; leaving the dangerous front line to fight and trust his team, and returning to his hometown by himself is also a huge failure." Marne pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "We can't persuade him, and we can't change his mind. When he hears the death of Lord Eiger, he will definitely count it as his own failure. Alas, I don't dare to imagine how uncomfortable he will be..."

When talking about Tormond, Dagon began to miss home again. Two days ago, he received a letter written by Jeros of the Golden Dog Chamber of Commerce. In the letter, it criticized Dagon's "farewell without saying goodbye", claiming that this caused great trouble to the caravan and he would settle the score with him in the future. On the other hand, the caravan had already completed supplies and Dongxue was going to leave the north before. When the letter arrived, the caravan had already set off, and Jeros told Dagon not to come and fight.

Following the caravan, Dagon also sent money to his family. The pink on the road, especially the dividends for handling materials on Chimera, is quite a lot of money. Being able to send money back will give Dagon some comfort, but it is far from enough to solve the homesickness. Everyone always says that the Jiangu people have been thinking about the pit where they were born all their lives, and this makes some sense.

"Hey... it seems that I was wrong, so I shouldn't mention the matter over there." Maren knocked Dagon's forehead with his fist and said kindly: "Dagon, if you want to call me uncle, then my family is yours, so you should come here to visit relatives. By the way, there is still good news to tell you."

"Hmm? Uncle, what good news is there?"

"More than two months ago, I told you that Chihoro Dongdong had no time to see you, but he has changed his mind now." Marne shook his head, both excited and proud of Dagon. He completely treated him as his own child. "Hey, don't thank me, it's not my credit. The key to the whole thing lies in the mask you are studying."

"Arrow mask? That's my father Tormond's idea."

"Didn't you say that Tormond has no other children? Then your adoptive father's is yours, what's the difference? If I go to ask Tormond, I'll say: "Old Tie..."

Dagon was stunned for a moment and asked anxiously: "Why is it Lao Tie?"

"His surname is steel cast, and we nickname him Lao Tie. But don't tell him that I've called it that way in front of you, I'm afraid he beat me up." Marne waved his hand and said, "Don't interrupt me. This time it's actually not Tormond's idea, but yours."

"Professor Dongdong is not interested in the mask's anti-arrow function. Their dwarf tribe is small in size and lacks strength, especially the muscles on the neck cannot wear such a heavy mask for a long time. Coupled with the impact of an arrow, it is actually not much different whether there is a mask. What he cares about is that funny smile, which is why I went to find him."

Marne took a glass of light beer to Dagon, and he also picked up a glass to moisten his throat, and then said, "He didn't pay attention to it at the beginning. After I finished testing the best angle and thickness of the face armor, he made it according to the portrait he gave. Two days ago, he suddenly asked me to take a finished product. This morning he asked me to go there again and let me bring ointment that can relax my muscles."

"Ah? I've been wearing a mask for too long and my neck is exhausted?"

"The mask was too big for him. He would either poke his chest or his eyes could only be seen through his nostrils. His neck was fine, but his chin was injured. He had cramps when he smiled."

"Puff, oh oh oh, sorry, I shouldn't laugh at the professor. But... haha, it won't be. I looked at the mask, it was funny, but the cramps were a bit too exaggerated."

What does the arrow mask look like? Everyone knows that the mask's eyes have two small holes, and Professor Dongdong designed a large eye socket for it. His eyebrows raised high and his mouth has an exaggerated extension in the longitudinal direction. He was originally just a big laugh, with three points of arrogance, three points of loneliness, three points of self-deprecation and invincible loneliness. It is indeed very funny, but it has not reached the extreme yet.

The ultimate is dynamic effects. After reading the sample draft drawn by Professor Dongdong, Dagon had a new idea: add a movable chin to the face armor. In fact, it is a shield. This design is on some Jiangu helmets, mainly to provide additional protection for the beards that Jiangu people attach importance to. In some designs, it can also replace part of the neck protection function and become an extension of the helmet to the breastplate.

The anti-arrow surface armor has a certain thickness, and there is absolutely room to open a small chute on it and install a shield. The shield is painted with the lower half of the mouth, that is, the double chin, lower lip and semicircular tongue. When the helmet moves, the shield can move up and down the chute, making a funny expression of a person laughing hahaha.

"Dwarfs like to joke and prank. Professor Dongdong may be more sensitive than ordinary dwarfs in this regard. So, he was so surprised by the effect of the mask that he accidentally dislocated his chin. He couldn't rest, so he held his chin and hurried to the priest for treatment, but his muscles still hurt." Marne said, "After he came back, he called me and asked me to introduce you to him."

"Can I learn from him?"

"Yes, that's what it means." Maren nodded and said, "He thought about it carefully and thought that your idea was actually very creative, and the effect was also very good, taking into account both practicality and artistry..."

Artistic? Dagon was pulling his beard and thinking of another word in his mind: funnyness.

"Professor Dongdong doesn't like stupid guys - here he mainly refers to our Jiangu people." Ma En smiled slander, obviously despising this statement. "He said that illusion requires a flexible mind, creativity, and even more so he needs to think from unexpected angles of others. He thinks you have this potential, so he wants to see you. If you are really good, then he is willing to teach you too. Anyway, he has teaching tasks every year, and he must collect a few students, so he is willing to give you the quota."

"Wow, that's great. As long as he teaches it seriously, I will definitely be able to learn it seriously!"

"Well, this should be true. But wait until the final exam of the school year is completed before every tutor is out of time now." Ma En asked: "When is the martial arts assessment time for those Jiangu students? Will you go and see it?"

"It will start at 9:00 tomorrow morning, and it will probably take a whole day. I will go there, after all, I have to see the results."
Chapter completed!