Crazy bitch

Delaying as much as possible, fatty literally dragged his lazy sluggish body to his uncle's shop at snail's pace.

Looking at him sulk, Sierra's mood was amplified a hundred times.

What to do..

This was her life now.

And these were the small joys of her current life....

A raspy voice welcomed them on arrival. Fatty immediately changed his attitude and heartily greeted the middle aged man.

Apparently, the middle aged man also belonged to the Zhang family and he was a senior apprentice in the smithing workshop.

"Hello uncle." Fatty Zhang did his trademark scratching the head grin.

"Hmph. You lazy bum. Children of your age are already at the recruit level and you haven't even started yet." Zhang Xinyan chided fatty.

His laziness was famous throughout the entire family. In fact, nobody thought this wastrel son was going to amount to anything.

But here he was... The first summoner of the family.

"Ok listen properly. Your big uncle is currently out of town and I am in charge."

"Go set up your things in one of the rooms upstairs and start refining metals." Zhang Xinyan quickly mumbled instructions and left to do his work.

Turning back, with a stern look, he then added, "Ask others if you have any questions. If you dare to disturb me, you better have a good excuse. I will check your progress this evening."

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck." Fatty cursed under his breath. All his scheming and planning till date has been completely ground to dust. He had made a mistake. A grave mistake.

"I should have kept this stupid bitch a complete secret", fatty regretted dejectedly.

Looking at Sierra, he cursed some more, till he finally realized something else.

"Hey go put the bags inside and come down piggy." He commanded.

Following his orders, Sierra soon found herself standing in front of a smithing iron, with chunks of metal haphazardly thrown around.

Eager to confirm his theory, fatty shouted, "Get to work. What are you standing around for ? Are you that dumb ? Do I have to spell it out for you ??"

Endure.. Endure.. I must endure. Sierra bit her lips. She obviously understood that fatty was pawning of the work his uncle had given him.

But how the hell would she go about refining a metal ore ??

Did she just have to beat it up like a hundred or thousand times ??

There didn't seem to be any point in that.

If it was that laborious than nothing would ever get done. She looked around and found some books on the shelves.

Hmm.. If only this fat bastard commanded me to read that aloud or something ?

Wait. What is their language? Actually, how am I even able to understand his talk ?

Suddenly realizing this, Sierra pondered about this question.

Maybe the soul summoned can use the user's body to a certain extent, including the existing brain mapping and network.

This was the best hypothesis she could come up with.

An evil glint appeared on Sierra's eyes and she immediately set her plan into motion.

Lifting the humongous looking hammer shaped tool, she started wildly swinging it around.

Fatty broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly dodged some of the dangerously close swings.

He immediately shouted at Sierra to stop but only after she managed to smash down the shelf behind them. Crazy bitch !

Watching all the books fall, fatty cringed and could only imagine the punishment waiting for him.

Just as he feared, hearing the commotion, one of the senior apprentices, stepped in and looked menacingly at him.

Privileged shit. Look at this fat mass. Seeing a summoned corpse next to the fatty, only further fueled his anger.

Must have thrown a ton of money to get this garbage summon. The senior sneered and finally took his eyes off of Sierra.

Clicking his tongue, the senior didn't hold back and chided fatty.

"Stop making a mess. See you have to hit the main veins in the ore first. That helps in keeping the mana inside, with minimum leakage."

"If you hit bizarrely like this, you will only end up making a precious piece of metal complete and utter garbage."

"Hmph. Replace everything back. Do your training properly. If you have any doubts, read some of the books from that shelf. Not everything can be taught !"

The senior harrumphed one more time and left after giving another judgmental look.

Fatty stuck his tongue out and sneered after he left. "This guy, that guy, everybody is ordering me around !!! What did they all think about this heaven defying young master. Hmph."

He looked at Sierra with contempt and shouted, "This is all because of your stupidity."

Snickering inside, Sierra stood straight with an expressionless face, which only ended up driving the fatty more crazy.

"What are you standing around for ? Go hit those vein thingies. If you swing around like a jackass I will release you. I don't need a useless thing. Do you understand?"

Not wanting to push him too far, Sierra obediently stood in front of the table and started hitting the ore carefully, following the senior's instructions.