Chasi, a human blacksmith in the slums of Shattras. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Is this impatient woman the super-first-class craftsman who created the flowing iron armor for Mikoto Misaka? To be honest, although the potential of human beings has always been not to be underestimated, there has never been a world-renowned miracle in the field of craftsmen, a magician who can overwhelm the blood elves, or a grandmaster blacksmith of the dwarves.

I then looked at Chassi suspiciously, and scanned her breath of life with my perception domain, 25...... Slightly stronger than Mrs. Zhou, this can be seen from her toned muscle curves, but I don't find anything special.

Seeing me look at her, Chasi didn't seem to be aware of it, wiped a dirty rag on the workbench, turned his head and asked, "What do you want to build?" Although the divine weapon is not good, after all, it is an apprentice taught by the dwarves, and the general armor and blade are still no problem, for the sake of the same clan, the price is also negotiable. ”

However, seeing that I and the wind were motionless, Chasi frowned again.

"Hey, you don't have no money, do you? My dad and I have had enough hard time to pay on credit. ”

Tsk, is this woman full of soot in her head? I flashed the purple magnetic card from Orgrimmar Bank in front of her eyes, and immediately hooked her mind in half.

“...... You want to play a special game, but don't let my dad hear you, go find an inn. ”

Feng Yin couldn't help it, and turned around to leave, but I felt that under this woman's unreliable appearance, she may not have real talent and real learning, after all, it was approved by Mikoto Misaka...... object.

So I asked, "Have you ever made this for someone before?"

When she summoned the Flowing Iron Armor, Chassi's eyes suddenly changed, and her blurry gaze suddenly condensed, and the corners of her mouth with a hint of a lazy smile were tightly closed, showing her serious mood now.

"It's ...... Who gave it to you?"

I didn't give my real name, but described Misaka's appearance and posture, and Chasi nodded.

"Sure enough, it's her...... Well, since it's her friend, what's the matter?"

Now Chasi is like a master, and I looked at Feng Yin and decided to take a gamble.

When the cursed torch and the Aesinos blade were revealed, Chassi's breathing rhythm was obviously out of order, but before he could speak, there was a chaotic sound of debris falling to the ground in the inner room, and Chasi immediately pushed us out: "Go out and talk about it." ”

After leaving the house, she explained: "It's my father who lives inside...... My adoptive father, a dwarf with a bad temper, was taught my craft, and as for the level, you can see from where we live. I was able to build this armor because I had a nice piece of equipment in my hand at the time, and the person who provided the raw materials also helped out. ”

Chasi said, took out a cigarette from the blacksmith's apron and put it in his mouth, and sighed: "Of course, I am not presumptuous, real skills, regardless of enchantment, in Shattrath City, I should also be able to rank in the top twenty, I didn't lose my father's face, and I fell here, because dwarves are good at gambling, and my father doesn't have that strength." The woman gave me a hundred badges of justice that day, and my father lost them all in one night, and my enchanted hammer was lost again......"

She reached out and pointed at my cursed torch, the wind-chanting blade of Aesinos.

"It's all equipment with special energy, if you want to repair or strengthen, you can't do it without enchantment, if you have a hammer in hand, I can still try, but now it's not possible. ”

Hammer, hammer, this woman has said hammer dozens of times, what is that hammer?

"Hradic Marles, my enchanted hammer, my father's treasure for me, with which I can try my energy operations...... It's a rare artifact, and I won't change it for a double A-level divine weapon, but it's a pity that I was discovered when I was building a flowing iron armor two days ago, and I snatched it away. ”

Chasi said, shrugged, pulled a lighter out of his apron, and lit a cigarette.

"Fortunately, I was clever and threw the hammer out on my own initiative, otherwise I was afraid that I wouldn't even be able to save my life. ”

Then he turned his head, looked at the two of us, and spat out a smoke ring.

"So, if you want my help, help me get the hammer back. ”

I turned around and walked away.

Looking for your sister, there are so many NB craftsmen in this city, and you can't be it? What do you think you are the main quest? At most, a daily level.

Kazukaze begins to wander aimlessly around the city, looking for clues to continue the plot.

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A day later, the two returned to the slum in disgrace.

During this day, the two of them visited a lot of shops, and they did meet a lot of masters, and with my VIP status in Orgrimmar, I barely met with a real master under the command of the Delanenies.

The master pretended to be a b, and after more than half a year, the anger of me and Feng Yin began to accumulate rapidly, and we were ready to play a game of torture in Shattrath, and he asked us to show the weapons that needed to be adjusted.

When I really saw the dimness of the cursed torch and listened to the wind chant's request for the strengthening of the Aesinos Blade, the old man Delaney softened as if he had taken autumn medicine, and hummed and chirped for a long time, and finally I carried the collar around my neck and foamed at the mouth, while admitting that I couldn't handle the situation myself, and not only could I not do it myself, but also ninety-five percent of the so-called masters in Shattrath City.

And what about the remaining five percent?

Then you need to brush the reputation of the Draenei or Blood Elf's faction to almost MAX before you can expect to see it.

So the problem had to go back to the starting point and help Chasi find the hammer.

Chasi said that the group that had snatched the hammer was not in Shattrath, and that many of the inhabitants of the slums had their own strongholds in a wilderness outside the city to escape all sorts of scourges, but that the bandits were not third-rate thieves.

"The one who is the leader...... Forget it, compared to those of you armed with divine weapons, those bandits are negligible, but what about ......" Chasi said hesitantly, smoking a cigarette, "I suspect they have a connection to the Dark Temple. ”

I looked at Feng Yin, this guy and the dark temple of grievances, it is like the surging Yellow River, and it can't be washed away, I can't think of continuing the front edge at this time~

Although this is also a huge organization with a long history, whether I am or Feng Yin, I don't care much in my heart, maybe the master of the Dark Temple is truly powerful, but it will not lead the big boss out because of a broken hammer, and the boss will be too cheap.

"Well, it's good that you're confident......" Chasi sighed, threw his cigarette on the ground, and put it out with one foot, "but it's a dark temple after all, and you can't take it lightly, and it's probably not for nothing that the boat capsized in the gutter." So what about ......"

So?

The blacksmith scratched her head a little embarrassed, and said, "So, if you don't mind......, can you give me a deposit first?

When I held out my middle finger as a token of appreciation, Wind Yin actually gave her twenty badges of justice.

Walked away, he whispered to me that this is called buying favorability.

I told him, twenty badges of justice are enough for a one-night stand, what kind of tyrant are you pretending?

"Tsk, I'm different from you, this Aeginos Blade is a big support for me to continue to break through in the future, if she is a little slack and negligent, I will lose a lot, so I can't help but pay attention to it. ”

That's a good thing, looking at Chassi's appearance, it's normal to say that there are accidents during the commissioning process, not to mention that she has a dwarf dad who is drunk and gambles?

Forget it, if there is an accident in the debugging, I will snatch her little hammer and sell it.

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According to Chasi's information, the bandits smelled of dried mud, and from their rickety body and unique accent when they spoke, it was likely that they were from the Zangar Swamp, and the Fishmen had always had a negative reputation in Shattrath due to their ambiguous relationship with the Dark Temple for many years, and thanks to the city's inclusive cultural atmosphere, it was possible to have a foothold in the slums. However, Shattrath is not a land city suitable for fish-people to live in, and most of them still live in the Zangar swamp not far from Shattrath.

The swamp was vast, and the fish-men gathered not a thousand but eight hundred, but Chasi said that the most likely was a monastery.

"The fishmen robbed like monks' robes, and the one at the head summoned poisonous fire to intimidate me...... Most likely the inhabitants of the abandoned monastery. ”

The abandoned monastery was a mission site built by the Draenei in the Zanga Marsh not long ago, and after it was abandoned, it was occupied by the fishmen, and the altar was grandly placed with statues of the evil gods, and a few of the fishmen really received the blessings of the evil gods. It is rumored that the god may have something to do with the Dark Temple, but all in all, it's always a good idea to visit the monastery.

So Kazukaze set off for the Zangar Swamp.

At present, the transportation between Shattrath and the swamp is still very inconvenient, the special terrain, the diffuse miasma, and the skyscraper-like fungus and plants make it difficult for many flying mounts, including the Void Dragon, to move freely, so we had to walk on foot, and the advantages of the physics department were also brought into play here, and after a day and a night's work, Shattrath City and the verdant forests surrounding the city were left behind below the horizon.

The vision became blurred, the ubiquitous miasma of the swamp stained the air a dull purple, and a rancid smell continued to irritate nerves from the nose. The ground beneath your feet gets wetter and wetter, and with a little exertion, you can sink into it for a few points, staining the vamp of your shoes.

The trees on both sides gradually turned into low shrubs from high to low, and the lost space was occupied by a tall and seeping fungus plant.

The mushrooms of the Zangar Marsh are famous in the New Territories, and the giant mushrooms like the jade pillars of the sky absorb a lot of metals in the soil, and the structure is incredibly strong, but unfortunately it cannot withstand the sun exposure, and if it were not for the mushroom community and thick miasma of the swamp to isolate the sunlight, it would not be able to form this unique natural wonder.

I walked in the swamp with Wind Murmur for two days, and I felt like my whole body was about to be eroded by the rancid stench of the swamp.

The monastery, covered with green vines, finally came into view. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)