Sun Aotian said very seriously, "Hmm~~ What's wrong with being a pervert? I don't care if Master is a pervert or not."
"???"
Meng Wu stopped in Bengbu: "You may not care, but I do!"
I never expected this...
This naive monkey was instantly fascinated by bras?
The key thing is that this guy likes those pink, lace, semi-transparent, erotic bras.
This doesn't seem like something you'd wear on a formal occasion, does it?
Meng Wu didn't quite understand: "Ao Tian, putting aside why you like lace, I don't understand why it has to be semi-transparent?"
"This way I can show off my muscular chest, and female monkeys will be smitten," Sun Aotian said confidently.
"I don't remember male and female monkeys being attracted to each other like this?" Meng Wu asked in surprise.
"Of course not. Ordinary monkeys groom each other to scratch their itch. If the technique is good, the female monkey will stick her butt out when she feels comfortable. Or the male monkey will bring the female some fruit, and then they can mate."
Sun Aotian said with great pride, "But am I an ordinary monkey? I am destined to become the Monkey King of this apocalypse. How can I be so primitive in showing off my male advantages? Humans are progressing, and monkeys must progress too."
"What you say makes a lot of sense, but a bra doesn't really highlight any masculine qualities, so you should take it off."
"Is it really not possible?"
"It really won't work."
Meng Wu patiently persuaded him, "I know you've always looked up to Sun Wukong. Look at the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, wearing a purple-gold seven-star crown, lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes, golden chainmail armor, and holding the Ruyi Jingu Bang."
"How imposing! How much it exudes masculinity! I'll get you a set sometime; it's ten or a hundred times better than a pink bra!"
"Wow! Is it really possible?" Sun Aotian was intrigued.
"Why not? This is the apocalypse; nothing is surprising when something like this happens."
Meng Wu chuckled and said, "Besides, our Dawn will have a master blacksmith who can make all kinds of refined weapons. In any case, I'll help you get a good iron rod first. It's much better than your scrap metal, isn't it?"
"That's wonderful! My master is so good to me!"
"Of course."
Sun Aotian took off her bra.
Although I'm still a little reluctant to part with it, I'm even more excited about my new weapon.
Sun Aotian thought viciously to himself, "Now that we have a new stick, we can beat that monster Zhang, right? Hmph, just you wait! We'll definitely pay for the beating we got last time. First, we'll slap your butt until it's swollen."
Back on the first floor of the supermarket.
Everyone was resting or chatting.
Meng Wu found Mo Yu in the corner and got straight to the point: "Brother Mo, I need a refined iron rod, about the right size for Ao Tian's height. Could you help me forge a weapon like that?"
“Brother, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but our Dawn Society has more than sixty people right now, and the order book is almost full for the next two weeks. You’ll have to make an appointment in advance.” Mo Yu said, looking troubled.
"What should I do? Master! I want it, I want it!" Sun Aotian tugged at his sleeve and threw a tantrum.
"Don't worry, Aotian."
Meng Wu calmed the monkey down, then turned to Mo Yu and said, "Brother Mo, we did complete a mission together yesterday, so you can't deny us this much face, can you?"
“The other brothers are brothers too, there’s no distinction between primary and secondary, unless you pay more.”
How much?
"You've skipped too many people, so how about thirty contribution points?"
Thirty points?
Meng Wu felt a pang of regret.
For the average member, thirty contribution points are not much.
But the problem is that he's not a combatant.
I only have thirty contribution points to my name. What will I eat after I spend them all?
"Brother, you know I don't earn many contribution points, can you make it a little cheaper?"
"Okay, then it'll be 25 points. I'll earn less."
"Thanks, brother."
Meng Wu was moved to tears.
Mo Yu waved his hand, indicating that he was being polite.
Meng Wu thought that Mo Yu was only giving him special privileges, but little did he know that everyone had them.
As long as you give enough contribution points, I'll make it for you right away.
What if it's just five o'clock?
Then you'll just have to wait in line.
He was the only blacksmith in the entire Dawn Society; it was a complete monopoly.
So what if you have opinions?
Even if the chairman comes, we still have to pay more!
Cough cough, I blew it.
Of course, the president's position is free.
He's making a fortune right now, earning over a hundred contribution points in just three days.
This is even more desirable than combat personnel; we really have to thank the guild leader.
Mo Yu looked at Sun Aotian and asked, "Little monkey, what style do you need? Like color? Design? Or add some text?"
"Can I add a style? I want one like the Golden Cudgel, gold on the top and bottom, black in the middle, and the words 'Monkey King Sun Aotian' on the surface."
"Okay, just a moment."
He took out more than twenty iron rods, and next to them was a piece of gold.
Then, with a touch of both hands, the iron rod and gold turned into molten iron, which flowed and formed a slender rod.
The gold plating covers the top and bottom surfaces, and the remaining gold plating reveals the five large characters "Monkey King Sun Aotian," which looks quite cool.
He is still a Level 2 Awakener.
However, he has become more proficient in metallurgy and is able to manipulate more types of metals at the same time.
This makes the weapons less monotonous and gives them a wider variety of colors.
After receiving it, Sun Aotian started dancing.
"Hahaha! Great! The feel, size and style are all impeccable. I, Old Sun, love it so much. You truly deserve to be called a master blacksmith."
"If you like it, that's fine."
"Aotian, aren't you going to say thank you?"
"Thanks."
Although reluctant, Sun Aotian still nodded his thanks.
Mo Yu is a decent person, which slightly changed its original viewpoint.
"Why not write about the Ruyi Jingu Bang? Don't you admire Sun Wukong a lot?" Meng Wu asked, puzzled.
"I may admire you, but I don't want to be Sun Wukong. I am who I am, a unique individual. Sun Wukong may be a legend among the people, but I, Sun Aotian, will create my own legend." Sun Aotian revealed a domineering smile.
“I know you can do it,” Meng Wu smiled.
"Thank you, Master. Don't worry about the contribution points. When the zombie horde attacks tonight, I'll make sure you earn them back tenfold or a hundredfold!"
"Hahaha! Then I'll wait and see."
Meng Wu smiled with satisfaction: "Now that you have the Golden Cudgel, what are you planning to do?"
"Is that even a question? I, Old Sun, will go get my revenge right now! You dare to hit me? Zhang monster, you're finished!"
Sun Aotian's eyes were stern.
He twirled the stick with one hand and jumped a few times.
They stormed off to the second floor of the supermarket.
What is that?
You're going to beat up the student council president?!
Meng Wu's smile froze, and he shouted angrily as he watched the departing figure.
"You wicked disciple, you fucking get the hell back here!"
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