"This is it. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Old Elu pulled through the dust of the road for a long time, and pointed to the signboard in front of him.

If it weren't for the particularly eye-catching black daze, Anfinis and Luo Pingyang in Golden Feather City would actually be no different from ordinary lone free hunters. One-legged and old cats not only can't hide their tracks under the black, but they are like identity signs, which are easier to be recognized. Therefore, the two of them deliberately only wore ordinary hunting clothes today, and did not even bring their personal weapons, and walked most of the city to a completely unfamiliar environment.

"This is also a workshop?" Before he could get closer, a noisy banging sound and the smell of burning charcoal came straight to the boy.

The flat house in front of me is slightly smaller than Luo Qinglan's workshop, but it is not like ordinary residential buildings, it looks like it is built randomly. The exterior walls of the workshop are exaggeratedly smooth, even if they are just ordinary green bricks, they are meticulously stacked. The cracks in the masonry are barely visible, except for the fine cracks on the bricks that were burned unevenly, but the cracks are more likely to have been deliberately made for the sake of beauty. The slightly raised roof resembles an eggshell, giving it a beautiful texture in the sunlight. In this era, the construction of curved roofs is several times more difficult than that of flat-roofed or pointed houses, at least in the impression of sealing dust, there is only one in the entire Golden Feather City, except for the City Lord's Mansion. The shape of the entire workshop is out of step with the surrounding buildings, and the small houses are even deliberately separated from them from the aisles, as if they do not want to be in the company of those inferior buildings.

"Craftsman...... It's a clear and concise sign. The young man smiled, his eyes lingering for a second on the wooden sign hanging under the eaves, which was obviously not as attentive to the shopkeeper as the building of the workshop, probably just written on ordinary sawdust boards, and casually painted with some red paint on it as decoration, and the words were also scribbled.

"Ever since the master settled in Golden Feather City, almost every once in a while, someone would come and smash the signboard on the door of the store." Anfinis was surprised, "Most of them are peers with different ideas, and it seems that the owner has gotten used to it." ”

"Between the forgers...... Will there be this level of dispute? Feng Chen pouted, and when he was still challenging the sacrifice, the young man learned about many disputes between scholars through Lu Yingying's mouth. When their relationship is at their most tense, they can only scold and scold, and the scribes have not reached the level of smashing people's signs.

"Unless you're good." Amphienis replied, "Master Tresor is perhaps the most powerful forger in a sense. ”

"Will he build a hunting suit for me?" The boy's eyes lit up.

"We'll have to try to find out." Luo Pingyang buckled the pull ring on the door and knocked heavily a few times.

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"Who?" The answer was a young man with a rough voice.

"Old friend, let's order hunting gear." The old hunter replied.

There was a shouting in the noisy workshop, and the young man seemed to be confirming the situation with the shopkeeper, and after a while, he said through the door: "Go to another shop, there is no extra work desk here for the time being." ”

"It's urgent," Luo Pingyang said unrelentingly, "Without that leg, I can't go back to the hunting ground." ”

The young man inside the door let out a "huh", and the sound of bellows pulling and banging in the entire workshop was quiet. The door chain was undone with a bang, and a red-haired head poked out of it: "Master Luo? Is your leg broken again? ”

"It didn't ...... But I'm no longer active in the submerged forest, and I think it's time to remove that layer of gum. The hunter lifted the metal leg, and the heel was indeed stained with a layer of green and shiny, which seemed to be a condensed colloid, which was used to prevent slipping and muffling on the muddy ground.

"Don't waste our time on such trivial things!" Without waiting for the young man to react further, the other end of the workshop threw out a cartography knife with a "whoosh". Although the knife was not a hunting tool, it was also unusually sharp, and the young man dodged, and the tip of the knife stabbed on the door panel with a "bang". Listening to the house, a scolding overshadowed the whole house like an old duck, "Give you this thing, just take it and scrape it off yourself!" ”

"I'd like to do that too, but who knows what weird tricks you've made here." Luo Pingyang said deliberately, "What if I put the knife horizontally on my foot and it suddenly turns into a barrel?" ”

"Damn, how many times have I told you, it's just a solid metal rod!" The old man who had never shown up in the room looked a little hysterical, "No matter how old and foolish I am, I will not joke about the safety of hunters!" Come in, I'll scrape it for you, and if it explodes, we'll both blow it up together!" ”

"Okay!" When the young man at the door received the order, he laughed, opened the door wide and made a "please" gesture.

When he stepped on the threshold, Feng Chen deliberately looked at the red-haired young man, who had obviously been working in the workshop for a long time, and the smell of iron filings and sulfur was clearly audible. The towel around his neck was still dripping, and the felt on his chest was dirty, but his head and face were clean. The young man's eyes rested on his face, the young man's forehead was large and exaggerated, the bridge of his nose was unusually high, and behind the combed locks of hair, the tips of his ears were faintly revealed, which was definitely not a characteristic of ordinary humans.

"Why, haven't you seen a dragonman?" Although the young man has a thick voice, his personality is unexpectedly shy, and it is already a little unnatural to be stared at by the young man like this for a while.

"Dragonman?" Feng Chen was taken aback, only to realize that he was a little out of shape, "I'm sorry, I've seen a few dragonmen, but they're not quite the same as you." ”

"I guess I haven't seen a pure-blood yet." The young man stretched out his palm, but there were only four extraordinarily thick fingers, and there were still some iron filings between the fingers, "If you are with those two guys, you will not be surprised by all races in the near future...... Are you their principal? ”

"No, Instructor Anfei and Instructor Luo were my mentors during my apprenticeship." The boy withdrew his gaze, but his eyes still unconsciously glanced at the red-haired youth's legs, the leg structure of the pure-blood dragons seemed to be different from ordinary people, but more like the Ailu clan.

"Really...... That's lucky. He sighed, "Come in, the outside is all the forging tables, and the inside will be cleaner." ”

The small workshop is fully equipped with workbenches that can handle all kinds of monster materials. The apprentice was greeted by the experienced craftsmen, and a huge furnace that reached the roof stood in a corner of the outer room, exuding a melting heat, causing a fine bead of sweat to ooze from the body of the dust sealer who had just entered the room. However, the workshop did not seem to have any intention of selling finished weapons, as looking around, there was no other display stand other than the huge scissors hanging on the wall and various craftsmen's hammers. Whatever the workshop is doing, it doesn't seem to have any intention of giving visitors a glimpse.

In the passage leading to the inner room, Feng Chen met the old man who was not too friendly.

"You're the worst business I've ever made." The old man shook his head, obviously very annoyed that he was provoked by the words, so he decided to let a few people into the door, "The manual cost of your leg is not even as good as a standard prop ball, and even if you make ten more, it will not be more profitable than the work in my hand." For a single deal with you, I will lose at least three apprentices a week's wages. ”

"But we brought you business, didn't we?" Amphinis stroked his beard. The old craftsman's figure shrunk so badly that he was only one shoulder taller than Eru. His hair had fallen out, revealing a wrinkled scalp, and his pointed ears drooped, but they resembled those of the red-haired youth.

"That's the end of the greetings." The old man picked up the short hammer in his hand and said impatiently, "I know you two are not here for that damn leg, what do you want me to do this time?" Oh no...... Is that a child? You want us to make him a hunting outfit? He waved his hand again and again, "No, no, there is no work platform left for you here, you can go find someone else." ”

"Why rush to drive us away when you finally have a day to spare?" As if he didn't see the disgust on the other party's face, Anfinis "sealed the dust...... Meet this old fellow named Trayman, who is the owner of this shop. ”

"Master Treman." The boy bowed respectfully.

"And Master Tresor......" said old Eru cocked his head, "this is the one behind you." ”

"What?" Feng Chen turned around, but the sincerity and fear on his face were not deliberate.

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Dragons have a much longer lifespan than humans, but most people ignore this fact just by looking at their faces. The old village chief Magnini is still a young man, and he has a real lifespan of more than a hundred years, and the honest young man in front of him may be more than a hundred years old, and the old dragon man who is obviously in his twilight years is not an exaggeration to say that he is a thousand-year-old monster. Feng Chen's heart churned, he didn't expect to meet such a wonderful character in such a remote shop.

"I don't know......" The young man's eyes were full of strange looks, and he blurted out, "Instructor Anfei told me that Master Tresor is the most powerful forger, I didn't expect you to be like this...... Young. ”

"My son is certainly the best." The folds on Treman's forehead stretched, and the little Orion's undisguised praise made him very useful, and he glanced at Amphines again, but the disgust and impatience in his eyes were reduced, "The achievements of the dragon man are not determined by age, what is so strange about raising a child who is better than himself?" ”

"Daddy......" was praised like this in front of outsiders, and the red-haired dragon man rubbed his fingers uncomfortably against the felt, "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I've been forging it since I can remember, and occasionally I have some strange ideas...... Would you like to check out my latest results? ”

At the mention of forging, the young master became talkative, and his mind seemed to be the same as that of a young man in the prime of human spirit, and he took the hand of Feng Chen, and walked towards the inner hall. The inner hall of the small workshop was even narrower, and a flat stone platform twice the size of an ordinary workshop occupied half of the room.

There was a circular sand table in the stone platform, and all kinds of drawings were scattered around it, and those horizontal and vertical lines made the young man dizzy, so he simply looked away.

"This is what I'm building." Tresor pushed the table full of drawings away.

"One...... Sandbox? ”

"No, it's down there." The master picked up a charcoal pen and flicked it into the sand, revealing thin flakes of metal.

"Traps?" Having learned to hunt since childhood, he guessed the meaning of these scales in an instant, "I've never seen them before." ”

"That's right!" The tips of the dragonman's ears flushed, "It's a new type of trap." ”

There are two types of traps widely used among hunters, one is the paralysis style powered by thunder light insects, and the other is the traditional trap type arranged with rattan nets and pits. Although the latter has strong binding ability, it takes too long to bury the cloth, and it also has certain requirements for the terrain of the battlefield; Although the former is convenient, the effect of electric shocks on a considerable number of monsters is not obvious, and even for monsters that can take effect, it is not uncommon to be freed by willpower.

"Easy to carry, strong in restraint, and able to adapt to the traps of most monsters......" Feng Chen swallowed his saliva, and without thinking about it, he could realize how much impact the advent of this new type of prop could have on the hunter world, "This is a good thing for all hunters...... How effective is it? ”

"Look at this!" Tresor became excited, and his hand reached into the cage box by the stone platform, and he picked up a fluffy fellow, but it was a long-haired rabbit for experiments. The craftsman threw the rabbit into the sand, and the little one, frightened and frightened, trampled the sand on all fours, and finally approached the direction where the trap was laid.

"Hit!" Seeing that the rabbit's foot stepped on the area marked on the sand table, the red-haired dragonman's roar rang out like thunder, frightening the little thing to scurry again, and his whole body sank into the preset circle.

"Click!" With a light sound, the scaly metal laid on the ground instantly flipped up, like a pair of huge hands shining silver, hugging the rabbit as bait. The frightened prey swayed from side to side, but the shell of the trap was round and smooth, and after a few swings like a tumbler, it stopped in place, no matter how much the rabbit struggled.

"Ejection trap...... But it's much better! Seeing the reaction of this new thing in front of the prey, the young man was also happy to see the hunt, and couldn't help but ask further, "Is this just a model...... Wouldn't it be very big if you really wanted to wrap up a large monster? ”

"The alloy I inadvertently forged, when folded, is only about two or three times larger than today's paralysis traps, and the time it takes to bury the cloth is only one-third of that of a burrowing trap, but it can perfectly turn a guy under fifteen tons into an incapacitated tumbler." Tresor poked the rabbit in the cage with the tip of his pen with great interest, and the little thing swayed comically in front of the craftsman's eyes, "I don't need lightning, I can do it with the mechanical ability stored in the installation, even if it is a wyvern or something larger, I am confident that it will cause a lot of trouble...... What do you think? ”

"It's really...... That's great! Feng Chen seemed to remember something, "But...... Why only prototypes? This kind of invention should have been produced earlier. ”

"There's only one problem." The red-haired dragonman's face sank, "I've done the trial version twice, but both failed in the hunt......"

"The same material, the same proportions, the power of the monster is also well taken into account." The craftsman shook his head and said, "But the prey will always break free in an instant." ”