Gu Xinghuo smiled broadly.

"I wonder if the captain can get his hands on the weapon blueprints."

"Oh? What type of weapon are you referring to?" Gu Xinghuo sat up straight, abandoning his nonchalant demeanor.

"Swords, bows, crossbows, and ammunition in stock."

Xia Feng took a sip of his cold beer and said casually.

"I heard from Xinran that your second ability can synthesize weapons like machetes and hammers. You want the blueprints, don't you...?"

Gu Xinghuo narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, we want to create some handy weapons."

Xia Feng readily admitted it.

"Can it really be done?"

"almost."

Gu Xinghuo became interested. Their Ice and Fire Song Hunting Team was considered to have some influence in the base, but they didn't have many firearms. If Xia Feng could manufacture them, wouldn't he have a mobile arsenal?

"Weapon blueprints aren't hard to get, and we also have the actual weapons. Old Xia, if you can get this thing out, you should prioritize buying it for the team members."

Gu Xinghuo's eyes lit up. What a talent!

"Of course. Actually, I just wanted to make some handy weapons and didn't intend to sell them in large quantities. But if the team needs them, as a member, I will naturally do my part."

Xia Feng saw that Lin Xuan had finished her work and was running towards him, her head covered in sweat, so he quickly stood up to greet her.

He had no ambition to achieve great things; all he wanted was to have enough money and food, and to live a good life with Lin Xuan. Now that wish had come true, he was very content.

With his abilities, he could easily cause a huge upheaval in the A City base, but that might mean he wouldn't have time to spend with Xiao Bao, which he didn't think was worth it.

His initial intention in joining Gu Xinghuo's team was to let Gu Xinghuo take the lead in any problems, while he could remain a behind-the-scenes hero.

"How dare you guys drink ice-cold beer behind my back! I want to drink ice-cold beer too!"

Zhou Lerui rushed over and saw the small iron bucket full of ice, and immediately started yelling.

“I also like ice-cold beer!” Peng Xiaozhe agreed.

"Me too, me too... Pfft!" Lin Xuan was being pressed on the head by Xia Feng, who was wiping the sweat off her face with a wet towel.