"Lao Yi, my brother has a big project. Let's do it. How about 50% of the 50%?"

"Xia Yi!!"

“…you have to follow the right path!”

"The Great Sage goes with me?"

“Go together…”

"Hahaha…"

"Ahhhhh"

The hysterical voice shouted in the dream, and the figure waving the iron rod crossed the sky, rushed towards the enemy, and slammed the rod: "Die!"

…

The shouting seemed to run through time and space.

Xia Yi opened her eyes and sat up. It was already bright and the sun was pouring into the room from the terrace. The passengers on the other beds were trembling in fear and were looking at him.

Gaga also hid on the terrace, poked out half of her long face, and came to visit her carefully.

"Um?"

Only then did Xia Yi notice that the entire square rock on the ground on his right side was like paper, and it was caught by himself. It should be caused by the excitement that I recalled some past events in my dream.

After sitting on the bed for a while, after the hazy sleepiness completely disappeared, he shouted to the terrace: "Gaga!" Then, he packed up his things and walked out of the room. The goblin behind him carried a scimitar, shook the bag between his crotch, followed behind with his green head, and walked down the stairs together.

After ordering the food I had eaten last night in the tavern, Xia Yi took Gaga back to the street to find shops that could make iron. From yesterday to this morning, I had probably figured out the town. Because it was close to the Gobi and the desert, there were special creatures and some unique things that were not available in other places, which made the commerce here prosperous. Of course, why it was still a small town.

Xia Yi didn't have much time to think about it.

Soon, in the southwest corner of the town, in the streets between several buildings, a black thunder shop was found. It was an open environment. You could see the burning fire and the chimneys emitting black smoke. The craftsman from another world who made the iron was not tall, but Xia Yi walked over and couldn't help but be stunned.

The tangled blacksmith has four arms, holding an iron hammer in one hand and pinching a clip in the other hand to fix the iron blank, while the other two hands also have something to do, holding a grinder, polishing the tip of the tip, or using a rag to wipe away sweat from the forehead.

Then it was placed on a nearby shelf and hung it. When I heard footsteps, I turned my face slightly. It had a thick beard and only had one eye on the whole face, which was hideous and terrifying.

The hand that hit violently stopped, held it in his hand, turned around, his huge eyes shaking, and he looked at Xia Yi who was coming in.

He spoke in a deep voice as Xia Yi couldn't understand.

"External, what do you need? Also, don't stare at my arm, carefully twist your head off, throw it into the stove, and enjoy the warm embrace of flames!"

Although he couldn't understand, Xia Yi could still hear warnings and bad intentions from the other party's tone.

"A blacksmith is all this kind of virtue?" The eyes moved away from the other party's four arms, and Xia Yi suddenly remembered the scene when he first met Lu Mingfei.

Walking towards the other person's eyes, Xia Yi swept away the things on a table next to him, opened the purse, and poured out a pile of silver, mixed with golden coins, like water flowing.

The four-armed blacksmith had a strong beard relaxed, and looked at the coins piled up on it, and a smile appeared on her face.

Xia Yi pushed the pile of money over, then took out some of the pens and ink he bought while shopping, outlining the weapons he needed, which were used and easy to create, such as Frost Sadness and Yama Sword that needed exquisite embellishment, he could not draw it, or even if the proportions were not done well, and he could not get the desired effect.

Seeing that he was focused on drawing weapons graphics, the blacksmith went over and took the coins on the table, jumped onto the table, squatted down, and looked at his movements without blinking, looking at the other party counting one by one with heartache, and knocking them into his pocket.

Then, he walked to the barrel, turned on the faucet, poured a glass of orange and yellow wine, put it on the table, and signaled that the customer could renew the cup after drinking.

His generosity is relative to the customers.

More than an hour later, Xia Yi had outlined the prototype of a weapon, Tang Hengdao.

The main reason is that the structure is relatively simple.

The four-armed blacksmith took the drawing paper and looked at it. He had killed many weapons, and there were many similar ones, so he naturally would not make a fuss. Then he nodded to Xia Yi.

He began to train the knife blank, and the operation was actually similar to the process on earth. But what surprised Xia Yi was that the speed of forging a weapon was surprisingly fast.

The red blank was pulled out and placed on the forging table. The blacksmith fixed one arm, and the other three arms, holding the force, swung the hammer and smashed it violently, almost without stopping.

可以可…

On the forging platform, Mars splashed wildly, and Xia Yi didn't know how iron is in this world, but if you hit like this, you must not beat it on the earth.

The blacksmith with three iron hammers flying over there seemed to see his worries, and his leisure turned his face to the side, showing a look of reassurance.

Xia Yi didn't say anything, picked up the glass of wine and took a sip, got up and went to the weapon stand placed next to him. There were not many weapons stored on it. One of the big swords was directly crossed between the two racks. The sword head had not even been made, and it looked a bit simple.

When you are ready to reach out and touch, pick it up and try it.

A sneer came from the iron furnace, and steam filled the air. Xia Yi turned around and saw that the blacksmith had already forged the blank and watered it to cool it down. However, unexpectedly, he took a knife in his other hand and asked him to come over.

Xia Yi frowned and walked over to see it. Then the blacksmith held his hand. When he subconsciously wanted to backhand, the other party raised his knife and pointed to the forging knife blank on the platform. Then he cut a little wound on Xia Yi's palm, poured blood on the knife surface, and then waved his hand to drive Xia Yi away, just when he wanted the knife blank to be put into the stove.

Xia Yi's eyebrows hopped and quickly pulled the blacksmith back. A white light flashed in the entire forging furnace, and the next second, there was a loud bang.

The forging furnace exploded

The furnace covers were lifted up in an instant, crashed through the roof, and struck a distance, then slammed heavily on the ground, rolling between the streets outside, attracting some town residents to explore the houses and the adventurers who passed by came over.

The fuel all over the ground was burning with a scorching temperature. The blacksmith looked at the mess in a daze, wondering what he had made a mistake in his step. He asked his assistant to clean it up again, put the spare furnace cover together, and start work again.

This time the knife blank was taken out, and the color of burning red was gone.

The original horizontal sword, the entire blade became wide and flat due to the explosion just now. He was quite embarrassed and discussed with Xia Yi to hit it out for the time being.

Of course, Xia Yi didn't understand what he said. This problem is probably related to his own blood.

After nodding, Xia Yi left here and continued to walk around the nearby shops. He bought a few pairs of gloves and went to the tailor shop to modify them. One was naturally Clark's gloves, and the other was Ralph's.

The last pair was that Xia Yi thought that he could exert the power of explosion in his body, so he tried to let the tailor make the Kusanagi Kyo-sun gloves in King Fighter King.

Submit the order.

I left the town again, took care of the foster caring beasts, and returned to the blacksmith shop in the afternoon, and the four-armed blacksmith took the forged knife over.

Xia Yi's eyes twitched.

The original Tang Heng knife... was directly forged into a shape similar to a Pub knife. The back of the knife broke from the tip of the knife and raised it, like two pairs of knife tips.

"Is this still useful?" Xia Yi frowned slightly.

Holding the handle of the knife, he picked it up for a moment, and the originally dark knife surface peeled off, revealing the cold and white appearance of snow, and his frowning expression was reflected.

The ability of the weapon to pass into his hands made him brow tighter.

"Aohan Sixth Fight..."

“…being devil.”

Why is it so familiar
Chapter completed!