Mooney appears.

The skeleton commander is still so noble and elegant, as if he were a nobleman in the Middle Ages, full of elegant demeanor, a black robe, and purple flames flowing around him, adding a bit of mysterious evil spirit to him.

He Ruozhi asked in despair, "Mr. Mooney, that Gerat said he would keep me until he could repair it. Isn't this true?"

Mooney was very surprised and said, "Really? This is really terrible news. Even the best repairers in the Dark Jedi cannot repair the skeleton of Gerat. That's too complicated. The bone dragon is too complex..."

"Yes!" He Ruozhi nodded abruptly with tears in his eyes that almost didn't mean to shout for understanding.

"I'm just saying casually that there's a problem with its wings and tail. There are two bones that are not in the right position, which can cause conflicts with the surrounding skeletal structure. There are also two places where a few bones are missing, and some of the bone sizes are also best trimmed. You see, just a few suggestions were made casually. It's okay if it doesn't listen to me. Why do you have to leave me here? I've been here for a whole year, and I'm really fed up with it!"

If he Ruozhi had been a coward in the past, he would certainly not have been able to speak out his demands so loudly, even if the truth was on his side. It seems that this year has made a significant difference to him.

The ghostly fire in Mooney's eyes jumped up and said, "How could you tell where there was damage to Gerat? Oh, my God, how wise you are! You are really the leader of the most talented skeletons in our world of skeletons. Even the best skeleton repairers never knew that Gerat's injury was too severe!"

... "An ominous premonition suddenly rose in He Ruozhi's heart.

Mooney nodded and said, "I have some understanding why Gerat asked you to complete such an almost impossible task. It seems that you really have the ability. So just follow the instructions of the Bone Dragon and do it. Come on! I look after you!"

"Isn't it? We have a contract..."

Mooney smiled wickedly and said, "According to the last clause of the contract, I have the right to change any term of the contract at any time. Remember, next time, don't sign a contract with the devil in Latin. Hahaha..."

Mooney gracefully turned around and turned into a handful of dust again.

It is indeed the devil's style of behavior.

"Hey, wait a minute, you aBcd is inhuman!"

He Ruozhi burst out and cursed.

Mooney's voice came from mid air with a hint of laughter in it:

"If you have any questions, ask Lao Di. He will teach you how to become a qualified bone repairer."

"Old Di?"

A fierce cough suddenly came from around him, and He Ruozhi was startled. At some point, a new skeleton soldier appeared behind him.

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The skeleton soldier bent over and his whole skeleton was extremely old. It looked like an old man in the human world. He was leaning on a crutch made of a big leg bone and carrying a leather bag full of tools.

"Ah, I am Lao Di, a young man... From today on, I will be responsible for teaching you how to repair the damaged Skeleton Soldier brothers."

The skeleton spoke solemnly.

He Ruozhi stayed for a moment to repair the skeleton soldiers? Aren't Skeleton Soldiers the kind of cheap consumables?

And many novels and books have seen that skeleton soldiers seem to fly onto them without having to repair their own bones.

Lao Di gave a dry smile and slowly patted He Ruozhi on the shoulder. If it weren't for He Ruozhi who had been exercising here for a year, he would have been scared to death if a skeleton patted him on the shoulder.

"Advanced skeleton warriors may be able to use their own power of resentment to gather bones, but ordinary soldiers do not have this function. They either rely on their own technology to add body structures or rely on bone repairers like us."

"Is there anything like this?"

Lao Di nodded and said, "And after a fierce battle, many brothers simply couldn't stand up on their own, let alone repair themselves. At this time, we have to rely on our skeleton repairers even more. Therefore, we are like doctors among humans who shoulder the heavy responsibility of saving lives and curing injuries.".

The word "rescue the dead and heal the wounded" almost didn't make He Ruozhi laugh out loud.

"Old Di pointed to the sleeping bone dragon Gerat and said, 'But Lord Gerat's skeleton is too complex. I am the best skeleton repairer in the Dark Jedi, but I can only repair the skeleton clan with less than 3000 bones. Therefore, Lord Gerat said that you should repair its body, which is very surprising.'"

He Ruozhi is so angry. Damn it, the most powerful expert here can only repair skeletons with less than 3000 bones, but they have to complete the task of repairing tens of thousands of bones themselves. It's simply impossible!

Lao Di smiled and said, "But since adults all agree with you to practice, they believe in your ability. Perhaps you can create miracles, perhaps young people."

He Ruozhi sighed and said, "Miracle. I have been tortured by you like this, but I haven't died yet. This is the biggest miracle in the world!"

Despite his distress, He Ruozhi has long been accustomed to his bad luck. At least now there is another person in the valley who can speak with him, which is also good.

Despite the existence of that bone dragon in the past year, this lazy dragon has nothing to say to humans except to absorb some grievances and fall asleep all day.

Therefore, during this year, He Ruozhi, who was originally introverted and inferiority complex, had to talk to himself all day long, otherwise he would definitely get bored and go crazy.

Old Di, how did you become a undead tribe? "He Ruozhi curiously asked Old Di if he had seen a relatively normal skeleton soldier before, so he asked.

Lao Di slowly stroked his leather bag around his waist and said, "I was a very famous blacksmith in front of me, and I can be said to be the most outstanding technician in our town. One year, the king's tax collection team came to our town, not only collecting excessive amounts of money, but also injuring many people."

"My wife Phunia is a very righteous person, so she went to the tax official to argue. However, the tax official took a fancy to her beauty and forced Phunia to stay."

"At that time, I was also a coward, although I knew my wife was in the other party's hands, but I was afraid of the sword and gun of the King's Guard and hesitated for a whole night before going to the camp of the tax collection team to be a VIP. However, at this time, the tax collector returned to me the already cold corpse of Vernia."

"My pain was not understandable to ordinary people. At that time, I was like crazy and rushed to the tax collector, but without exception, I was stabbed to death by him."

"Although my body is dead, the anger in my soul is far from extinguished. Even if I become a devil, I will fight with the kingdom army to kill that hateful tax official! Stimulated by this resentment, I became a skeleton soldier and survived. Because of the memory of previous generations of blacksmiths, bone repair is very easy to master, so I have been fighting under the Dark Queen until the end of the war."

The old man's voice was deep and gray, as if it were a quietly flowing river that pounded He Ruozhi's heart. He Ruozhi clenched his teeth and secretly vowed that even for the sake of this sad old man, he would learn bone repair skills at home——