639: 219.The Way of Making Money for the Blacksmith_2 639: 219.The Way of Making Money for the Blacksmith_2 She said:
“The ghouls on the third floor of the sewer sotis carry these things, proving they were all part of the Rat Gang.
I can’t clean up their corpses.
But if you can bring back an identification badge, I can consider you have completed the initiation task.
If you steal it, I will teach you personally how to be a thief.
But let warn you…
This is basically a suicide mission…”
“Okay, I’ll give it a try.”
The young player sparked with enthusiasm when he saw that he triggered a hidden mission, he didn’t wait for Doris respond and turned and ran out, causing Ms.
Razor to shake her head in disbelief.
She had seen many reckless Transians before, but it was her first ti seeing soone as reckless as the one before her.
But their language was strange, it was not the language of the villagers!
Doris maliciously thought:
“I have travelled across the continent.
I had to elude my pursuers in the dense forest of the villagers.
If these guys are true villagers, I will cut off my head and present it to the cunning Vampire Lord.
Where did they find these pretenders?”
—
“Hey, buddy!
The knife you’re carrying is interesting, where did you get it?”
Happy Stick, who had bundled himself up tightly, was riding his majestic horse on the street, heading to the library in the Blood Eagle Corridor to look up information on ‘Transia’s secret treasure’.
Unexpectedly, he saw a bald new player carrying a very exaggerated-looking knife while moving lumber at the Dust Beater construction site.
It was a bit pitiful.
But for a new player with little money, working on a construction site to earn so extra cash while grinding levels was a good choice.
But the weapon on the guy’s back intrigued Happy Stick.
As an old player who first joined the ga, he had never seen such an obviously ‘impractical’ weapon near the Crimson Castle.
Stick Brother vaguely rembered seeing sothing similar in a corner of the internet.
It seed to be a weapon from a comic with a weird art style…
“Ha, you noticed my unique weapon, right?
Stick Brother.”
Seeing that Happy Stick was captivated by his weapon, the new player nad “Kind-Hearted Shark Uncle” proudly laughed, introducing:
“My Giant Shark sword is strong and majestic, right?
I had it custom-made for a gold coin!
It perfectly matches my appearance, wouldn’t you agree?”
“Wait, I rember where I’ve seen it before, you crazy little guy!”
With so hesitation, Happy Stick took a step back, staring at the sowhat mad bald player, say:
“Where did you have this weapon made?
It’s solid, right?
Are you sure you, a newbie, can even lift it?
It’s as tall as you!”
“It’s a bit heavy, but it doesn’t matter, even if I can’t swing it right now, I consider it body training.
As long as I pass the Black Iron Trial, I will surely dominate with it!”
The bald player sneered, appearing sowhat discontented, which imdiately amused Happy Stick.
Did this dude spend money on a ‘vanity item’ that he can’t use at all?
“You didn’t tell where you had the weapon made?”
Happy Stick asked again.
Busy moving lumber, Giant Shark Uncle pointed towards the camp and said:
“There are two guys who have set up a blacksmith shop over there.
They started doing business yesterday; cheaper than the NPCs and they can customize the shape.
Not just — a bunch of guys have also ordered from them.”
“Oh?
Have our craft brothers finally opened up?”
Happy Stick imdiately got interested, bid farewell to the brick-moving Giant Shark Uncle, hopped on his horse and headed towards the camp outside the city.
From a distance, he saw several people surrounded a tent, people were trading:
“Mate, you can customize weapons here, right?
I’ll take a Frostmourne!”
“Don’t be ridiculous, that’s a double-handed sword, you definitely won’t be able to lift it, switch it.”
“Alright then, a Yan Mo sabre should be fine, right?”
“Hmm, that’s fine, pay the deposit over there!
Co and get it in four days.
Do you want decoration and a sheath?
If you want, add another gold coin.”
“I want a ‘Slaughter Moon’!”
“Get in line, why are you trying to cut the queue.”
The noisy new players made Happy Stick sigh.
Those with skills can always find work, wherever they are.
He got off the horse and went to the tent, picking up a newly made ‘Curry Stick’ made by the two blacksmith players.
Once he launched the item appraisal, Stick Brother quickly lost interest.
It was a standard newbie weapon, nothing special about the craftsmanship or quality.
Its only advantages were its unique design and beautiful Damascus pattern.
But it was actually better than the escort sword the new players were using, as it had two additional attributes such as [Durable] and [Easy to Maintain].
“Guys, isn’t your pricing a bit low?”
After the players who were ordering weapons left, Stick Brother went into the tent and said to the two busy craftsman players:
“Considering these two additional attributes, I think you could sell them for 3 gold coins.”
“Off you go!
Who let the profiteer in?”
‘Hundred forging big horse’ covered head to toe in dark smudges from blacksmithing waved off Stick Brother impatiently:
“We’re busy pushing up our smithing skills here, selling these things is just a side benefit to our comrades.
Besides, these iron ingots we’re upgrading skills with are the camp’s property, we would like to price it higher, but the NPCs won’t allow it.
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