I, Stone Golem, only want to forge.

The skeleton felt that Murphy wasn't forging, but rather buying groceries.

He randomly picked up a piece of metal, snapped and pinched it with his hand, and then quickly carved a few strokes with the chisel, all in less than a minute.

That's how a bone section is completed.

If it were just fast, that would be fine, but the shape of each bone is so lifelike that it is basically no different from human bones.

This seemingly effortless and leisurely process aroused doubt and awe in the skeleton.

What on earth is this stone golem? Could it be something made specifically to forge treasures for dragons?

It pondered for a long time, then asked:

"Hey Stone, what do you do for a living?"

Murphy paused in his fluid movements, and upon hearing those words, he pondered for a long time.

It looked down at what it was holding, then looked up at the skeleton that was now half-body. It opened its mouth, shook its head, but said nothing more.

Then he lowered his head and got back to work.

The skeleton noticed Murphy's hesitant attitude towards him.

The firelight flickered, creating an inexplicably awkward atmosphere.

It felt that Murphy might be mistaking it for an idiot.

So it tried to say something to change the subject and ease its embarrassment, but after thinking for a long time, it couldn't come up with anything.

So I could only make one up off the top of my head:

"Would you like to learn breathing techniques? I can teach you..."

But before it could finish speaking, its gaze involuntarily fell on Murphy's hard rock.

It immediately stopped talking.

Then, pretending nothing had happened, they said nothing.

But it can pretend it didn't say anything, while Murphy can't pretend it didn't hear.

Other stone golems might not be able to practice breathing techniques, but it definitely could, so when it heard the skeleton say it would teach it, it looked up at the skeleton.

"Really teaching?"

"Oh? You're really learning?"

The skeleton asked in surprise, but after he finished speaking, he saw that Murphy's gaze towards him became increasingly strange.

They immediately realized what was happening.

The first thing it says is that it will teach others, and the second thing is that it is surprised that others actually learn, which makes it seem a bit mentally unstable.

The skeleton immediately coughed a few times to explain.

"Um, I mean, which one do you want to learn?"

"That smart breathing method."

"Could you please stop using this name? It sounds like something a complete idiot would say."

Upon hearing Murphy utter the name, the skeleton couldn't help but regret why he had chosen such a strange name in the first place.

"Can you teach me?"

Murphy ignored its protests and asked while busy with his work.

"You don't actually need to teach that thing. You can just practice according to the manual. Technically speaking, it's not that difficult."

When you practice, I'll give you a little guidance.

The skeleton breathed a sigh of relief when it saw that its intelligence level had improved slightly in front of Murphy.

He raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose with a hint of helplessness.

After touching it, it looked at its hand with some surprise.

When did I get hands?

Then it looked down along the joints of the hand, little by little.

All that could be seen were the metal skeletons, with only a few small finger bones remaining to be pieced together.

The skeleton slightly moved the rest of its body.

There was no blockage or delay whatsoever.

It then placed its metal fingers in front of it and examined them carefully.

Not only are the joints clearly defined, but their curvature, size, and even the texture on them are indistinguishable from real bones.

It can be taken out and used to deceive people into believing that it was made with great care over several months, and no one would doubt it.

But in Murphy's hands, these skeletons appeared in batches, like they were produced on an assembly line.

This isn't just one bone; it's the same on more than 200 bones throughout the body.

With the final "click" sound,

This skeletal body was finally pieced together by Murphy in a very short time.

The materials Murphy brought over were used up completely, not a single one left.

"Try it and see if there are any problems. If there are, contact me."

Although the skeleton looks complicated, the runes on each bone are actually the same as the operating system on the wheelchair, and they are all universal.

It doesn't have much substance; at most, it just adds a few runes at the bone joints to reduce the obstruction of control.

As for hammering each piece of metal into its corresponding skeleton, it cannot be said that it was without difficulty.

It's fair to say that there isn't even a difficulty level option.

Murphy wasn't interested in something so repetitive and uninteresting.

He just gave a casual instruction and then left the workshop without saying anything more, intending to go outside and see if the pot was still usable.

The skeleton stepped down from the shelf, tapped its body with its hand, and made a crisp sound.

After a moment of contemplation, it went outside and randomly found an open space.

Raise your hand to gather strength, and then unleash a punch.

The light instantly emanated from the bones, then converged on the fist and blasted out.

It actually punched a huge hole in the ground.

The flames in the skull's eye sockets instantly exploded out of its head.

"Awesome!"

Before it was smashed to pieces by Murphy, its body consisted only of a skull; it was still the same body.

The other parts were pieced together from various parts, and together they were at most at the level of eight or nine.

Although the power of this punch was like a drizzle to it, it was still close to level 20.

It possesses such physical strength even before it has completed its evolution.

Then wait until it evolves from a low-level skeleton into a mid-level skeleton.

Wouldn't that mean it could deliver a punch with a force of around 30?!

more importantly.

For Murphy, this is no different from mass production.

Making a dozen or so sets in ten days is like child's play, isn't it?

When the time comes, it will pull out a few of its old brothers from the grave and give them a makeover.

Putting everything else aside, at least ruling the mass grave where he was born shouldn't be a problem.

Thinking of the future, its eyes burned even brighter, and its hands itched even more. It was just a pity that its gaze only lingered for a moment before it turned away.

But there were no targets worth fighting, so he could only sigh.

Then he began to think about the future.

It asked Murphy to give it a large quantity of this stuff, and naturally, it couldn't take it for free; it would definitely have to pay some compensation.

Ok……

I really couldn't have imagined this at the time.

It was a human in its past life, while Murphy was a stone.

The two are very different. What it learned and used in its previous life were all skills and abilities to enhance itself.

It's not that helpful for people of different races.

Its only value lies in the information about the fruit, but that information is actually considered the reward for this mission.

The skeleton fell into deep thought, completely unable to come up with a solution.

However, at that moment, several faint cries and sounds of fighting suddenly came from the jungle.

The fire in the skull's eyes froze.

This sound was all too familiar to it, incredibly familiar!

Isn't this the same commotion of goblins attacking humans?

No, it's not human.

It looks like an elf?!

Yes, it hates goblins to the point that it can clearly tell what a goblin is doing when it makes a certain sound.

An overwhelming anger and disgust surged within it, and the fire of its soul faintly glowed with a blood-red hue.

But then that surge of anger and disgust transformed into a subtle killing intent.

It looked at its new body, its upper and lower jaws snapped together, and its teeth rubbed together, making a strange creaking sound.

Hehehehehehehehehehe!

Finally, it got its chance!