The element transformation furnace collects elements from the surrounding areas almost anytime and anywhere.
In plateau areas like the southwest of China, there are countless stones and various metals.
Relying on the advanced radar exploration system, Xu Xin found a lot of metals.
Among them, the iron content is surprisingly high.
To make an ordinary iron knife, the material needed is only a few hundred points of iron metal.
Judging from the iron metal currently stored in the armored vehicle, at least five or six hundred cold weapons can be made.
On the third day, Xia Mu arrived at the fat vendor's stall as promised, bringing the thirty large swords he had made.
To avoid being seen, he tucked his cloak into his coat and put on a dark face scarf.
That way the people in the camp wouldn't recognize him.
The fat man came to the stall early today, but all the weapons that were displayed there in the past had disappeared.
Instead, there are gleaming, well-made swords.
The familiar vendors around him widened their eyes when they saw the weapons he displayed.
Looking at these big swords in disbelief.
"Hey Fatty, where did you get all these goodies?"
"Yeah, yeah, if you have a channel, why not let us know? We can all make money together!"
Hearing the exclamations of the vendors around him, the fat on the fat man's face trembled, and he looked very proud.
But colleagues are enemies.
No matter how others flattered him, he didn't show any sign of saying a word.
Most of the weapon vendors here are basically blacksmiths themselves.
Most of the weapons sold at the stalls are his own masterpieces.
And fat people are no exception.
But his craftsmanship was the worst, and almost none of the weapons he made were good looking.
Although the selling price is low, business is still bleak.
The other vendors would never believe that the weapons displayed on the fat man’s stall were made by him.
So they surrounded the fat man in groups, chattering and asking about the source of the weapons.
“If these people knew that these weapons were made by the renowned Sword God, I wonder if they would be scared to death.”
The fat man couldn't help but feel secretly happy when he thought that he was the only one who knew Xia Mu's secret.
Even if he had to split the profits with Xia Mujiu, he didn't have the slightest complaint.
After all, as long as they can get in touch with Xia Mu, even if they don't get a penny, countless people will be vying for it.
soon.
It was noon.
Gradually more and more people came to the market.
He Lancheng's plan to attack Riguang City has caused a lot of controversy.
The Psychic Team also received news from the Psychic Association.
Anyone who participates in the Sun City activities will be able to receive USE awards and even substantial and generous rewards.
Therefore, today, many teams of psychics walked into the market to look for cold weapons that they were familiar with, and were eager to follow He Lancheng into Riguang City.
There are more and more people at the market.
Xia Mu, Su Xiaoshuang and Zhao Ju hid in the warehouse behind the fat man's stall, quietly observing the movements outside.
Soon, someone finally noticed the big knife on the stall and let out a light "Huh".
Then, as if he had seen something extraordinary, the young man in black sportswear and a black bandage on his forehead let out an excited shout.
"Fuck, this knife is top-notch!"
He picked up a long knife.
When he got it in his hand, the heavy weight almost made him unable to hold it.
Look at this long sword with a sharp opening and a solid blade.
He could hardly contain the joy on his face.
Originally, he entered the market just to try his luck.
Who would have thought that the weapons displayed on the stalls in the market were so crude.
This is no wonder, as hot weapons are restricted by the military region and are not allowed to be sold.
But in today's society, people who can forge iron are almost extinct.
There are only a few of them, and it is rare that they can produce the appearance of weapons.
Don’t worry about quality. As long as you don’t hurt yourself, it’s a good thing.
Just as he was about to return with disappointment on his face, he happened to see this long sword.
The sunlight shines on the blade, reflecting a bit of dazzling light.
At first sight, he was deeply attracted by the knife.
And when he actually held it in his hands, he was not disappointed.
The quality of the long sword is excellent, and the weight and length are also excellent.
Compared to it, the weapons sold at other stalls are simply garbage.
His shout immediately attracted the attention of people around him.
Soon, the fat man's stall was crowded with all kinds of people with special abilities.
They played with the weapons on the stalls, greed in their eyes.
Only those who have fought against dark creatures know how important cold weapons like this are to those with special abilities.
Well-made weapons are the trusted companions of psychics on the battlefield and can save their lives at critical moments!
Ordinary swords and knives are simply not enough to satisfy the strength of a person with special abilities.
If you apply a little force, it may break.
This is also the reason why, although thermal weapons are very effective against dark creatures, they are still the most sought-after ones so far.
But these broadswords are essentially different from ordinary swords!
"Boss! Name your price! Even if you kill me today, I'll buy this knife!"
A cell strengthening mutant spoke.
"Yes, boss, name your price. Compared to this top-grade weapon, what a piece of junk I have is. It would even curl if it chopped down a rotting corpse. It almost killed me last time."
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