Xia Hunan’s wait was not long, mainly because Guagua’s ability to remain as calm as still water was indeed too strong. Guagua performed a series of operations on the turntable, then stopped and looked at Xia Hunan.
Xia Hunan asked, "Are you done? Can you stop?"
Guagua nodded. Xia Hunan immediately pressed the button to stop the turntable. The items on the turntable were truly a sight for sore eyes. Although the Flying Water Shuriken that Guagua held in its hand was well condensed, the things on the turntable were truly indescribable. They were indeed shaped like shurikens, but they always felt like they had been blown up a few times, looking like tattered shurikens.
Xia Hunan also understood that there was no other way, as Guagua's physiological structure made it difficult to create beautiful shurikens. However, a good start is half the battle, and a bad start can be considered half of a success.
Xia Hunan removed the semi-finished Flying Water Shuriken and continued to busy himself with Guagua. They worked like this for the entire afternoon.
After the sun was unceremoniously kicked down the mountain, Boss Sun Dazhi arrived beside Xia Hunan: "Uh, little shop is closing…"
Xia Hunan stood up: "Okay, I understand. Then I'll be leaving. If the stuff is ready, send it to Liuling University. Thanks, boss."
Sun Dazhi, with a face full of smiles, saw Xia Hunan out of his shop and waved his hand: "Please come again." This sent a shiver down Xia Hunan’s spine, making him think he was being ushered out by a madam from some establishment.
After practicing continuously that afternoon, Xia Hunan finally managed to create a cross shape with his own abilities, albeit with great difficulty. Of course, the price was that his hand speed had accelerated too much, and he was now a bit out of control, to put it accurately, twitching.
As he walked down the road, although his hands were in his pockets, the occasional swing of his arms indicated that the side effect was still quite significant.
He returned to Shen Yu's house, enduring everyone's strange glances. Xia Hunan greeted his parents-in-law and then went to find his girlfriend. Shen Yu was sitting at her desk doing homework. Xia Hunan crept up quietly and extended his hands, intending to surprise Shen Yu. To his surprise, as soon as Xia Hunan extended his hands, a fluffy paw grabbed him, followed by a somersault and an over-the-shoulder throw onto the bed.
Shen Yu's bed was very soft, but being thrown onto it really hurt. Xia Hunan felt as if his spine was dislocated. This was the first time he had suffered such a severe injury since being blasted by Mewtwo's Hydro Pump.
Xia Hunan lay on the bed groaning, "Xiao Yu, you're going all out."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yu's little head poked out from under the covers: "Surprise? Shocked?"
Xia Hunan glanced at the smiling Shen Yu, and a wicked thought suddenly struck him. He burrowed himself entirely under the covers: "See if I surprise you."
After a period of playful wrestling with Shen Yu under the covers, Xia Hunan, having had his fill, finally got off the bed contentedly: "Zoroark, you dare to throw me around now, do you think I can't deal with you?"
Zoroark looked at Shen Yu with a wronged expression, its eyes twinkling as if they could speak, and repeatedly uttered only one sentence, betraying Shen Yu: "She told me to do it."
Xia Hunan lifted Zoroark by its front legs: "Little one, I will solve your trainer's problem tonight. Now, let's talk about your problem."
Xia Hunan pinched Zoroark's fate by the back of its neck and carried it to the small courtyard with the hot springs: "Come on, Rockruff, educate Zoroark. Dig a hole and bury him, then dig him up later. This is your special training today."
Although Zoroark's size was not much different from Rockruff's, the level difference was too great, and it was no match for Rockruff. It was quickly dug into a hole by Rockruff and buried, leaving only its pathetic little head exposed.
After dinner, Xia Hunan and Shen Yu sat in the courtyard watching the stars. Talking about the afternoon's special training, Shen Yu became interested: "Come on, let me see how the special training went?"
Xia Hunan also felt that after practicing with Guagua all afternoon, there should be some results. Even if he couldn't make an Yi Tian Sword, it shouldn't be difficult to make a Stone Sword level one, right?
Thinking this, Xia Hunan looked at Guagua: "Guagua, Flying Water Shuriken."
Xia Hunan and Guagua clapped their hands simultaneously. Water surged in Guagua's hand, and soon a cross appeared. Looking at the cross in Guagua's hand, Xia Hunan was somewhat satisfied. Although it wasn't a sword, it was already evident that Guagua was making efforts in the right direction.
"Guagua, let's try doing it this way."
Saying this, Xia Hunan clapped his hands, then rotated them, turning from horizontal to vertical, and then slowly pulled his hands apart: "Try it like this, apply a horizontal force, and do it quickly. This way, it might be more similar."
Guagua watched Xia Hunan's demonstration, clapped its hands, and then pulled horizontally. Water splashed between Guagua's hands. If the special effects were turned up to the maximum, it would truly look like it was drawing a sword from its palms.
Soon, Guagua's hands were far enough apart, and a blue object was floating in front of Guagua between its hands. Xia Hunan patted Guagua's shoulder: "I told you, you have talent. Although it's not a sword, it's not the deformed thing it used to be."
At least now, the object in Guagua's hand stood up like a cross. One side was short, the other long, and there was a horizontal bar in the middle.
Moreover, unlike its actions on the turntable that afternoon, Guagua's water condensation automatically corrected the edges, so this cross-like object looked quite good.
Xia Hunan nodded: "Very good, great progress. I think this thing would be suitable as a water-attribute weapon for a cleric in a game, just a bit small. Guagua, can you make a bigger one?"
Guagua clapped its hands on the water cross, and the water cross gradually expanded, soon reaching a size that could hang a person. Xia Hunan nodded in satisfaction: "Looks good, but the consumption is a bit high."
Of course, it was. A single Flying Water Cross consumed a quarter of its PP. If this were used in a battle, it would be a huge loss, wouldn't it?
Xia Hunan had Guagua throw the cross aside and continued to explain swords to it: "Guagua, let's continue to try to condense a sword. Listen carefully, a sword, to put it bluntly, has one long side and one short side, with guard plates on both sides. It's sharp and thin for attack. Do you understand?"
Guagua pondered for a moment, then clapped its hands and condensed a new water creation.
Xia Hunan only glanced at it and then sighed. If you were to describe this thing, it has one long end and one short end, and the short end can be held by hand. There are also extensions on both sides. Although they are curved and long, the concept of a hilt is not precisely defined in terms of specific rules or styles. To ensure lethality, the sharpness and thinness that Xia Hunan mentioned are also evident.
Just by listening to the description, it sounds like a sword, but Xia Hunan knew very well that the thing in Guagua's hand was scientifically called a pickaxe!
What is a sword? Long blade and sharp! What do you call it when you put a pickaxe head where the guard should be? I asked you to make a sword, and you gave me a pickaxe. Are you messing with me?
Imagine, two martial artists fighting on the Purple Forbidden Peak. One martial artist draws a long saber, points it from afar, and says, "Make your move." And you, without a word, pull out a pickaxe from your backpack…
The art style is completely wrong. Your opponent might not be killed by you but die laughing. Even if Guagua were a ninja and not a martial artist, a pickaxe wouldn't make sense. If I had known, I wouldn't have had you make a pointed stick, and if things got heated, I could throw it out and say, "This is called a javelin." What about now? Throwing the pickaxe head midway and shouting, "Take this, my Flying Water Pickaxe!" 138 Reading Network
However, Xia Hunan was still relieved. Firstly, the thing in Guagua's hand was very close to a sword, and secondly, it was great that Guagua could only make symmetrical objects. Otherwise, Xia Hunan suspected that what Guagua had in its hand might not be a pickaxe but a claw hammer. That would be even more threatening than a pickaxe!
Xia Hunan waved his hand: "Okay, let it be. Guagua, you need to practice more in the future. Do ninjas really go out to fight with pickaxe heads?"
Guagua looked at the pickaxe in its hand and swung it casually. However, because Guagua initially treated it as a sword, it held the shorter end, making it unusually difficult to swing. Guagua felt uncomfortable, so it reversed the pickaxe and swung the long handle. Although this method of use was correct, Xia Hunan panicked slightly when he saw Guagua intuitively mastering a new way to use the pickaxe.
"That foolish kid's toad went to chop trees. This one of mine, will it go mining?"
The system reassured him: "Don't worry, as long as you don't pull out a Pokémon that uses Rock Smash, there shouldn't be any mining-related disasters."
Xia Hunan thought it made sense. After all, that foolish kid had a Dig Pokémon for chopping trees, so he went to chop trees. I don't have Rock Smash or Strength, so it shouldn't be my turn.
After swinging the pickaxe for a while, Guagua finally put it down. There was no particular reason, it was just too heavy. Even though Guagua had created it itself, it still found it too heavy.
Xia Hunan looked at Guagua, who had placed the pickaxe aside: "Alright, alright, that's enough for today. We can't rush things. You can try again tomorrow, and maybe you'll succeed. It's time to sleep now."
Saying this, Xia Hunan yawned and then put his arm around Shen Yu's waist: "Disperse, disperse. Everyone go do what you need to do. Rockruff, remember to dig Zoroark out of the pit. Burying him all night will make him sick."