Chapter 190: Forging

Song Jian walked to the stalls of several people, glanced at them, and suddenly his eyes lit up;

"What is this boxing glove? How to sell? Song Jian asked, pointing to a few fine iron fists placed in front of a person's stall.

"Iron fist (white), function unknown."

"Brother has good eyesight, this is a white quality forging material, which can make blue quality tenth-level equipment, fine iron fist gloves, this is a blank, and it can also improve the success rate of forging after use, how about it, do you want to sell two to give it a try, it's cheap anyway, even if the forging fails, it's not a loss!" The man who set up the stall rolled his eyes and whispered;

"Is it really possible to forge a level 10 blue quality fist glove?" Song Jian had a puzzled look in his eyes and an expression of disbelief.

"Of course, you can see its properties for yourself, although it is unknown, but just by looking at its name, you will know that it is definitely a precious material that can be forged into a full set! I only need five Doomsday Coins here to buy one, five Doomsday Coins, even if you fail, how much can you lose, just spend money to buy forging proficiency, and you won't lose it! The man was trying to sell;

Song Jian hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I bought all five fine iron fists here, just to rush the forging proficiency, white quality materials, even if the forging fails, it can increase the forging proficiency by a few points!" ”

"That's right, big brother, you won't lose anything if you buy it!" The man smiled, this "fine iron fist" is useless at all, sold to the system store, the recovery price is only one doomsday coin, and it is not a forging material at all, throw it at the forging table, and the system will prompt you "This item cannot be forged".

"Hey, brother, I also have three fine iron fists here, five doomsday coins can be sold for you, the materials needed for forging experience are quite a lot!" A person next to him hurriedly said;

As long as the Iron Fist Zombie is killed, there is a certain chance of dropping, these people have been hunting monsters here since level ten, and they have killed at least hundreds of Iron Fist Zombies, and almost everyone has exploded a few Iron Fist Gloves.

Song Jian bought all the fine iron fist gloves on the stalls of several people who were set up next to the fountain, and bought a total of twenty of them, spending a hundred doomsday coins;

After the acquisition, Song Jian was not in a hurry to leave, glanced at a few people and asked, "Has the task of creating your safe house been completed?" ”

"It's done, what's wrong buddy, you haven't finished it yet, are you short of materials? I've got some wood and stone here! The man who sold Song Jianjing's iron fist gloves at the beginning had his eyes lit up and said quickly;

"No, I just want to ask, you also took the inauguration task, the one who needs to find ten combat career mentors?"

"Yes, several of our brothers have this main quest, but this quest requires looking for a combat career mentor in this city, it's too much of a waste of time, it's better to level up and find it at the same time, maybe if you're lucky, you can run into it!" A person next to him said;

"Did you meet a combat career mentor?" Song Jian's eyes lit up, he had now found seven combat career mentors, and he still needed three, if he didn't count the combat mentor who failed the test as Han Hai said, he still needed two more to complete the task;

"No, it's important to upgrade, I've now reached 56% of level ten, and I need too much experience after level ten, otherwise we wouldn't have come here to jump over the level and fight monsters!"

"No, no, it's too dangerous in this city, wandering around, maybe you'll break into the monster's lair, and you won't know how to die when the time comes, so it's better to fight monsters and upgrade while trying your luck."

"yes, we've been here for three days, and we haven't even reached the first level of experience points, this game is too difficult to play!"

Several stall holders complained;

Song Jian shook his head, it seems that these guys are all monster farming maniacs, and they don't know that if they don't complete the inaugural task, the experience points will be locked up, and they will never be able to improve to level eleven;

Glancing into the distance, Song Jian directly placed a "fine iron fist" in front of him and waited patiently;

"Hey, brother, what are you doing here instead of practicing your blacksmithing skills?" The man next to him asked curiously, glancing at the fine iron fist gloves placed in front of him, some of the second monks were confused, and they didn't know what Song Jian was going to do.

"Oh, I didn't learn the forging skills......" Song Jian said nonchalantly.

"Then you are ......"

"Hey, brother, do you know what this fine iron fist is for!" Someone reacted and hurriedly asked.

"Hehe, you'll know in a while!" Song Jian said with a smile;

Several people looked at each other, all having a bad feeling.

"What the hell do you think that thing is for?" The man who had fooled Song Jian at the beginning looked at the fist in front of Song Jian with a puzzled expression, and muttered in a low voice;

"Didn't you say that it increases your forging proficiency?" A man next to him squinted at him.

"Nonsense, I'm not ......, advertising! It's the same as the beef in the instant noodle commercial! ”

"It's not explained in the attributes of this thing, anyway, I feel that five doomsday coins must be sold at a loss, I don't know how much this kid is going to sell!"

"Look, a white object of unknown significance, can he still sell it to the sky? I think five pieces, doomsday coins are almost there. ”

"Maybe it's worth ten, so don't we lose five?"

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Song Jian listened to a few people muttering quietly, smiled slightly, and after a while, he saw a group of people in the distance rushing towards this side.

"The Iron Fist Zombie should be in this area, I don't know if the explosion rate is high, I feel a little too nervous for three hours!"

"If the explosion rate is very high, maybe one Iron Fist Zombie can explode two, after all, it has two hands......"

"Makes sense, makes sense, go try!"

"Hey, you see there's someone selling items there, isn't that an iron fist? I don't know how much it is, but if it's cheap, we can just buy ten to complete the task? ”

"This person looks familiar!"

"Isn't he just standing behind Han Hai Boxer, the guy on a motorcycle?"

When a group of people saw Song Jian, they glanced at the boxing gloves placed in front of him again, and they were a little speechless;

"How much are you going to sell these gloves for?" Someone asked tentatively;

"The low price is 50 doomsday coins, and the highest price will get it!" Song Jian said indifferently.

"Hiss~" A few people who were setting up stalls next to them gasped, and the fine iron fist gloves bought with five doomsday coins had risen tenfold in price as soon as they changed hands, which was crazy!

"This fine iron fist, the fifteenth-level ordinary monster will fall, fifty doomsday coins, you are crazy." A man who was setting up a stall next to him crossed his arms and sneered;

"That's it, there's no mistake!" The group of onlookers looked at Song Jian with disdain, very disdainful.

"You'll find out if you go and give it a try." Song Jian was unmoved and smiled;

"Let's go, isn't it a fifteenth-level monster, what's the big deal, let's fight it ourselves!"

"Yes, we fight ourselves, I don't believe that thing can't explode!"

A group of people walked towards the building in the distance, and now during the day, the Iron Fist zombies are hiding in places where the sun can't shine, and the shopping mall opposite and the Xinhua Bookstore next to it are obviously the places where the Iron Fist zombies gather;

Song Jian was not in a hurry, just silently watched the group of people walk into the building, and after a while, the sound of battle came from the building.

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