Li Mu carried a box of spirits packed for him by the bartender in his hand, and walked down the street with Li Mei. The two of them suddenly limped and disappeared into the alley between the two taverns.

Two pedestrians not far behind them immediately ran up and chased them into the alley, only to find that in the alley there were only a few drunks who were drunk except for excrement, vomit and empty syringes.

The two looked at each other. They were the predators of the skinners, and the captain had sent them to follow the two fat sheep, and now they were lost, and there was no good fruit to eat when they returned.

"It's just a short period of time, they can't run away!"

One of the marauders grabbed the drunk man on the ground by the collar and lifted him up.

"Do you see two people escaping from here?"

The drunk man slept soundly and did not react at all.

"Damn it!"

Throwing the drunk back to the ground, they ran deeper into the alley, trying to catch up with the two fat sheep.

After a while, there was a sudden change of light and shadow above the alley, and Li Mu tore off the cloak wrapped around himself and Li Mei, and jumped down from the top of the alley.

He stripped off the clothes of the two drunks, changed them for himself and Li Mei, and walked out of the alley.

"What are we going to do next?"

Li Mei was dressed in stenched clothes, her face was as usual, and she did not complain at all.

"Go get a working sword."

Li Mu wiped his face with his hand and changed his appearance. The arm strength of his current explosion has steadily exceeded a ton, and the long sword of ordinary materials cannot withstand the tremendous force of his slashing.

Larkin Bede is surrounded by high-radiation zones, and is full of ruins left over from the pre-war city, in which metal building materials are exposed to high-intensity radiation. have become precious mutated metals. These are excellent raw materials for forging weapons.

The abundance of raw materials makes Larkin Bede's weapon forging technology very powerful. The experience of the swordsmiths here has given them a better idea of what to do with the different compositions and contents of mutated metals, so that they can be fused together into a sword of sharpened iron and clay, a cuirass that can withstand direct rifle fire.

The industry of selling cold weapons was monopolized by the Feng family, one of the seven leaders. They also doubled as a slave business, and their slave hunters were the most powerful of all the families and were well armed.

They are the most aggressive of the Seven Families. Fierce and savage.

The first street in the fifth block, like the fourth block, is the same industry as the whole street. It was a street of blacksmiths. The smell of steel rushes straight to the nose even from tens of meters away. The forge has placed the gas furnace and quenching agent oil tank outside the shop.

The loud roar of the punch and power hammer, the raging flames from the propane burning in the gas furnace and the choking fumes from the quenching of weapons made the whole street very stuffy.

Scavengers come in in worn-out pickup trucks and sell the materials they have collected in the wilderness to blacksmiths. They had everything in their car, garden fences, discarded cans, rusty alarm clocks. Someone even removed the building's roller shutter door.

Choosing materials is a great test of the blacksmith's eye. They must find the precious mutated metal from a pile of rubbish that could be covered in rust, moss, or other mess.

There are no honest scavengers, these rats above the wasteland, one more treacherous and treacherous. They would wash the iron slightly with acid and bury it in mud to make it old. Some people even buried iron bars in the water and let a thick layer of aquatic weeds grow on them, pretending to be rails fished out of the subway.

The materials are selected by the masters of the blacksmith shop. They generally cling to their experience until they die. will pass it on to his most trusted disciples.

Li Mei looked at the goods sold in the shops on both sides of the street with interest. Most of the armor sold here is armor. Most of those who can use cold weapons against firearms are fourth-level professionals. Even in the bandit city of Rakin Bede, there are still a few people who can transcend the limits of human physique and advance to the fourth energy level. Most of them are the backbone of the Shadow Corpse Gang and the leaders of the Marauders.

Even ordinary rifle bullets can easily kill most of the fifth-level professionals, for them. A cuirass that can withstand bullet shots is the most practical.

Ordinary ceramic inserts not only have an expiration date, but after blocking the incoming bullets, the entire insert is scrapped and can no longer be used. The hard chrome cuirass was different, it sank a little, but it was enough to block a full-powered rifle bullet at a normal engagement distance. And it won't rust. When it was damaged to a certain extent, it was handed over to the blacksmith to melt it down and rebuild, and it was another intact cuirass.

The streets were filled with gunshots like popping beans, as if they had arrived on the battlefield. It was the sound of blacksmiths holding assault rifles and firing at freshly forged cuirasses. In this way, they demonstrate the ballistic properties of the product to the customer.

Of course, the use of bullets with reduced charges is an unspoken rule in the industry.

Li Mu and Li Mei didn't need these heavy and expensive armor, and walked directly to the store that sold weapons. They noticed a group of people gathered outside a shop, and from time to time there were exclamations and sizzling sounds from the weapons being quenched.

They were gambling on swords, and blacksmiths sold their unpolished and quenched sword embryos for a relatively low price to those who were willing to gamble. After the buyer has selected the sword embryo, they grind the blade into a sharp edge and quench it.

The properties of mutated metals will be very different due to different degrees of radiation and different proportions. Blacksmiths did not have advanced ion chromatography to measure the composition of steel. It can only be estimated and guessed by experience, and the error is completely face-dependent.

They don't have any problems forging into sword embryos. However, when grinding, it is highly likely that inclusions will be found within the blade, which are particles, usually mutated metal oxides and sulfides produced by improper handling. They will severely damage the performance of the blade, and may even cause the sword to break in the event of a collision.

Quenching is a step with a very high elimination rate, because the melting points of various mutated metals are different, and it is very difficult to judge the appropriate temperature. If the blacksmith's skill is insufficient, the mutated metals in the sword body will also be unevenly distributed. These situations will cause the sword embryo to twist and crack when it is quenched.

The casting failed, and the blacksmith's losses were very large. There is a limit to the number of times a mutated metal can be reforged, and if it is cast too many times at high temperatures, there will be a degradation effect. It is very easy to lose the mutated properties caused by radiation and degenerate back into ordinary metals.

In order to avoid these risks, they will select some sword embryos that are not very sure, mark them with the name of the swordsmith, and let the buyers choose, and distribute the risks to the buyers.

The loser may get a completely unusable scrap metal, or it may be a sword sharpened like clay. And the possibility of scrap iron is much higher than that of a sword. But the gambling nature of human beings, especially the leaders of these predators who come quickly, has spent a lot of money on gambling swords.

A middle-aged strong man with a finger-thick gold chain and gold teeth, who looked like the leader of the marauders, confidently pulled out a black sword embryo and handed it to the blacksmith who forged him.

Mou Feng was the best craftsman in the entire blacksmith street, and when he took out the sword embryo of the gambling sword, there would be three or four usable long swords out of twenty, and occasionally there would be sharp swords with excellent performance.

He picked up the grinding wheel and grinded out the rough blade of the sword embryo, this step of the sword embryo is very perfect, the material is very uniform, there are no fatal inclusions, and even beautiful patterns can be seen.

The brawny man already had a smug smile on his face, which meant that he had already won half of the battle.

Mu Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, he clamped the sword body with iron tongs, inserted it into the gas furnace, and then adjusted the knob of the gas tank on the side to the maximum. The blazing flames from the propane combustion soon heated the sword embryo and emitted a red-hot light.

The reason why he took out the sword embryo to gamble on the sword was because the raw material of the sword was a steel cable sawn from the ruins of the suspension bridge. He couldn't determine the fineness of the nickel, iron, and hard chrome in these steel cables, so he took out the hard-forged sword embryo and gambled on the sword.

After estimating the temperature of the sword body, Mu Feng clamped the hilt of the sword with iron tongs and directly inserted the entire sword into the quenching oil. This quenching oil is made from the corpses of ghouls, and salts such as sodium chloride, barium chloride, and ****** are added to improve the physical and chemical properties of the blade when it is quenched.

Mu Feng pulled out his sword, and the high temperature of the steel ignited the quenching oil, and the flames burned on the sword body. Everyone present focused on the blade of the sword, waiting for the results to come out.

Any accident can happen when quenching, but now at least there is no tragedy of the sword body bending.

"Collapse!"

A voice made Mu Feng's face change, he blew out the flames on the sword body, and found that a slender crack appeared on the gray-black sword body, this crack almost penetrated the sword body, which was quite fatal to a sword.

The sword is gone.

The middle-aged strong man's face turned blue for a moment, but he adjusted it again, a sword was only three hundred gold coins, and he only needed to grab it in the wilderness, and the money would come back.

Li Mu looked at those sword embryos with interest, and he was also ready to gamble. Most of the money snatched from Feng Leshan has already been spent, and if you buy a sword directly, I'm afraid there will be not much left. And taking out a large amount of cash in Larkin Bed is also a very eye-catching thing. But to buy those mediocre swords, he was a little unwilling.

In this case, gambling on the sword is his best choice, and Li Mu is also extremely confident in his eyesight. (To be continued.) )

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