"Brother Wei, I don't know how I can have a weapon. Zhao Changfeng said to Wei Hao, and there was a hint of eagerness in his expression. After feeling the power of the war scorpion, Zhao Changfeng also felt a trace of pressure, and he couldn't wait to get a weapon of his own at this time. Zhao Changfeng has been practicing knives since he was a child, and then he also used knives on the road to war, and now his knife skills have reached a terrifying level, and a combat knife in his hand is enough to increase his strength by two percent.

"Haha, don't worry, this building has five floors, and there are many interesting places, come with me. Wei Hao smiled, and then took the two upstairs.

"You now have 200,000 military merits, plus the war scorpion regulations, all the latest war scorpions will spend 100,000 military merits for the first time, so you are now equivalent to 300,000 military merits, so many military merits are enough for the third-level forging master to forge weapons for you, and there is still some left to use elsewhere. ”

"Level 3 Forger?" Zhao Changfeng was a little puzzled when he heard this unfamiliar word.

"Forging is a special profession, they are responsible for manufacturing and developing all kinds of strange things, some of the high-end equipment in the base are made by forging masters, and the nameplate in our hands is a high-level item that can only be manufactured by second-level forging masters. The base divides the forging division into three levels, the highest level and the third level is the secondary, all of whom are people who are raised by the base, but they occasionally make some extra money, which is to forge weapons for our war scorpions. Whether it's items or military feats, as long as there are corresponding benefits, they can make you any weapon you want. Wei Hao explained easily, and then he suddenly approached Zhao Changfeng and Gu Yun and said in a low voice.

"However, legend has it that above the first-level forging master, there is also a forging master who can be on an equal footing with the city lord, unlike other forging masters, he does not have any rank, because only the city lord and only a few big men have this qualification to make weapons in person, and we don't even have the qualifications to meet him. Legend has it that the Qingxu Sword in the hands of the city lord came from that one's hand, and if I had a set of armor made by his old man, I am afraid that even the first one could be easily defeated. Wei Hao said with emotion, his expression full of yearning.

After Wei Hao finished saying these words, several people had already come to a room.

"Anyone? Wei Hao pushed them away, and then shouted loudly.

As the door was pushed open, a very ordinary room appeared in front of Zhao Changfeng's eyes, there was nothing on the white walls around him, the only furniture was a table and a few chairs randomly placed in the middle of the room, and there was not even a pot of flowers.

"What's the noise?" It took a long time for an old man to slowly come out of it, muttering non-stop before he woke up.

"What kind of business? Build 20 million weapons and military feats. The old man said in a voice without raising his head.

"What? 20 million! You're too bad, I'm here often, and the price of the highest-grade forging master is only 10 million, you are simply a lion's mouth. When Wei Hao heard the old man's words, he was so frightened that he jumped up directly, and at this time he stared at the scary eyes and roared loudly.

"You know a fart, can that kind of goods compare to me? I said a price of 20 million, and if not, get out. This old man's steps are vain, and he is obviously an ordinary person, but Wei Hao, who is at the level of a military general, doesn't seem to be taken seriously by him at all, and he reprimands him unceremoniously. Wei Hao trembled angrily, just when he grabbed Zhao Changfeng and was about to walk out.

"But. The old man's words turned and stopped Wei Hao's movements.

"If this business were for this lad, I could have made it cheaper. The old man stretched out a dry finger and pointed at Zhao Changfeng, who was stunned, and said, with a hint of smugness in his eyes.

"Sir, I don't know how much cheaper you can get. Zhao Changfeng stepped forward and said respectfully.

"How much military merit do you have?" the old man raised his eyelids.

"Two hundred thousand. Zhao Changfeng touched his nose awkwardly and replied with some difficulty.

"Then it's 19.8 million cheaper, and I'll charge you 200,000. The old man waved his hand, and as soon as he said this, the scene suddenly fell silent, and Wei Hao on the side looked at the old man even more dumbfounded, and after a long time, he suddenly said: "You old man actually framed me, if you want 200,000, you can say 200,000, and even ask for 20 million." ”

"His business is 200,000, yours 20,000. The old man said impatiently.

"Don't worry, I won't give you a chance to kill me. Wei Hao shook his head and said.

"But you have to admit that you owe me a favor. The old man stared straight at Zhao Changfeng at this time, and then said solemnly.

"Okay, if the old gentleman needs anything in the future, I won't refuse. Zhao Changfeng nodded without hesitation, for some reason, in the face of such an extremely unreliable old man, he chose to believe it in his heart.

"Bring your materials and military merits, then write down the requirements for weapons on a piece of paper and go, and come here at noon in three days to get weapons. The old man threw over the pen and paper.

After ordinary people become martial artists, not only their physical strength, but also their mental power will become stronger. At this time, Zhao Changfeng closed his eyes, and the appearance of a long knife appeared in his mind, Zhao Changfeng only slightly modified, and accurately drew a war knife with a beautiful arc and a slightly longer body on the paper.

"Yes, the blade is thick and easy to slash, the knife is long and straight, suitable for speed and skill, you kid knows a lot about knives, this shape only needs to be slightly modified. The old man took the drawings and looked at them, then nodded and said.

If it's convenient, please put this pattern in red. Zhao Changfeng's expression moved, and when he left, he drew a complicated pattern on the paper. This is the pattern on the sword in the hand of the warrior who protected him, and it was also engraved on the wooden knife at home by him.

The old man glanced at the pattern, and a subtle look flashed, and no one noticed it, and then it returned to normal.

"Well, I see, you guys go out. The old man waved his hand and sent Zhao Changfeng and the others away, and after the door was closed, the room became silent again. However, the silence did not last long before it was broken by a man who came out of the room, and it turned out that the old man was not alone in the room.

This man was wearing a silk robe, with a unique luxury between his eyebrows, and a gold and jade sign hung around his waist, on which two large gilded characters of "First Grade" were impressively printed. At this time, he cautiously came behind the old man and bowed respectfully.

"Teacher. ”

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At this time, Zhao Changfeng followed Wei Hao in the corridor.

"Is the temper of the forging master so weird?" Zhao Changfeng thought about the old man who revealed the weirdness in his words and deeds, and couldn't help but ask Wei Hao suspiciously at this time.

"Who knows. Wei Hao pursed his lips when he heard this, "I am either engaged in research or making things all day long, and I will shut myself up in a dark room, and I will stay for many months, and I will be sick if I am not sick." ”

"Coincidentally, our people in the Criminal Law Hall usually like to take them in the prison for a few months, according to Brother Wei, we are also a group of crazy people. A voice came from the front abruptly, and Zhao Changfeng and Gu Yun hurriedly looked forward when they heard this.

A young man in front of him appeared here at some point, this young man was wearing a blood-red armor, his long brown hair was draped over his shoulders, and two cone-shaped needle puncture weapons hung on both sides of his waist, which always looked eerie. Although he always had a smile on his face, this smile always gave people a bloodthirsty meaning, which made people very uncomfortable.

Looking at the young man walking in front of him, Zhao Changfeng was secretly shocked in his heart, because he found that before this person's voice sounded, not only did Zhao Changfeng not notice his arrival, but it seemed that even Wei Hao did not find out. This shows that the person in front of him is a military general at the same level as Wei Hao, and maybe even stronger than Wei Hao.

"Xu Qing, what are you doing here? Wei Hao was not surprised by this person's elusiveness, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said to this person in a displeased tone.