This batch of equipment is enough for the strongest ten-person team in the sky.

Coppers? Batian didn't care at all, and traded all to the Qin side, and there was no problem of arrears.

Qin Fang waited until this batch of copper coins before he went offline to rest with satisfaction.

The holographic helmet is worn for a long time, and there is a certain amount of damage to the body, and it needs a real deep sleep to alleviate it.

Qin Fang quit the game, glanced inside the house, and glanced at the moonlight outside the window, the bright and pure white moonlight sprinkled down, combined with the dilapidated city, the turbid and dilapidated fishy air, it was really an excellent beauty.

In a few moments, the huge city in the sky blocked out the moonlight, and the earth fell into darkness, and the whole city seemed to come to a standstill.

Qin Fang locked the doors and windows and fell into a deep sleep.

The place where Qin Fang lived, it was chaotic, it used to be an international metropolis, once inhabited by 50 million people, but now, since the rise of the Sky City, everything has changed.

The aristocratic grandfathers have landed in the sky city, leaving behind a ruin.

The once high-rise buildings have become dilapidated residential buildings, becoming carnival places for the poor, polluted environment everywhere, small green rivers, exuding a fishy smell, and the garbage of the Sky City can be seen everywhere, flooding residential buildings, and the whole scene of the end of the world.

The community where Qin Fang lives is relatively better and safer, at the very least, he can sleep peacefully at night without worrying about being killed in his sleep.

On the second day, Qin Fang opened his eyes, a black kitten curled up beside him, and Qin Fang skillfully got up and started to get busy.

This is Qin Fang's unique pet, begging for a bowl of water and a piece of dark bread in the morning, and leaving after eating, without giving Qin Fang the opportunity to pet the cat.

After feeding the kitten, Qin Fang opened the doors and windows to breathe, the morning sun rose, Qin Fang bathed in the sun, enjoying it very much, and the black cat quietly left.

[Ding, welcome back to Destiny.] 】

[Ding, please accept the email.] 】

[Ding, please accept the email.] 】

On a new day, Batian sent another pile of materials.

[Buy bronze-level forging drawings at a high price, and some of them are private. 】

Qin Fang spent 1,000 copper coins to issue ten tips for the novice village. Online players in this newbie village can receive it.

[Ding, Batian requests a deal.] 】

Click, three bronze forging drawings were put on the shelves.

[Ding, my friend 'Batian' sent a message. 】

"Take it, don't talk about any deals, it's not enough, my brother will continue to blow you up."

Qin Fang was not hypocritical, and directly clicked on the transaction.

[Ding, congratulations on obtaining the fifth-level bronze forging blueprint: Swordsman Short Sword.] 】

[Ding, congratulations on obtaining the level 8 bronze forging blueprint: Flame Staff.] 】

[Ding, congratulations on obtaining the Level 8 Bronze Forging Blueprint: Ice Bow.] 】

【Ding.....】

In one breath, Qin Fang received ten forging drawings, each one, two thousand copper coins.

This price is inflated compared to the market price. After all, at this stage, everyone does not know the preciousness of forging drawings.

What Qin Fang is looking for is also long-term cooperation. After all, he couldn't get all the forging blueprints he needed on his own. Besides, which one of the drawings that can be obtained at this stage is a simple existence?

In the blacksmith shop, facing the rising sun, Qin Fang began to forge.

[Ding, forging failed, trigger a critical hit, you have obtained silver-level equipment: Swordsman Short Sword.] 】

A good start, the direct forging fails, triggering the crit return.

After a day of struggle, most of the players' level has reached level three/four, and the guild player's level is slightly higher, but it is only level five, this swordsman short sword is the best choice for Qin Fang's forging, and the customer demand is large.

After a series of statistics in the previous life, the number of swordsmen in the Mandate of Heaven was the largest.

The second piece is successfully forged.

The third piece is successfully forged.

Qin Fang's forging success rate, in Liu Long's eyes, was ridiculously high.

As Qin Fang, who was new to forging and had just been promoted to a black iron blacksmith? How is it possible to successfully forge bronze-level equipment five times in a row? Could this be a gift?

Liu Long thought so, his eyes were on Qin Fang's body, and he never left.

After the forging was over, Qin Fang left the blacksmith shop.

Today's harvest, three silver-level swordsmen and one hundred and thirty bronze-level swordsmen's shortswords. Throw them all to Batian and let him convert them into copper coins.

Qin Fang left the blacksmith shop and strolled along the avenue of the familiar Novice Village.

Destiny is a perfect replica of the towns and villages before the rise of the Firmament City. For players over the age of forty, this is a childhood memory.

Today is the second day of the service, and it is also the second opportunity that Qin Fang has memorized.

Qin Fang left the blacksmith shop quickly and headed towards the established location.

After a while, Qin Fang came to the center of the novice village and saw the scene of that year.

Next to the resurrection point, a teenager, no older than eighteen, was kneeling on the ground with a grief on his face, and a rough wooden board was placed on the ground.

On the wooden board was written: "Sell yourself to bury your father." 50,000 copper coins are required. ”

Next to the respawn point, it is generally the most players, after all...... Who doesn't die?

The players saw this scene and talked about it.

"This little baby? It can't be a liar. ”

"Is it possible, sell yourself to bury your father? Who believes, you know, it's a game. ”

"This scam is too low-end."

"Young man, with this kung fu, it's better to farm monsters, if you are lucky enough to explode to silver-level equipment, it will be enough for you to bury your father."

"That is, young people have hands and feet, why should they cheat."

In the face of such accusations, the young man was unmoved.

This was the first time that Qin Fang had seen the future 'God of Killing' with his own eyes. At this moment, there was no indifference in his eyes, only endless grief and infinite desolation.

In his previous life, on the fifth day of the service, there were good Samaritans who helped him, and he did fulfill his promise. Even though he has already been promoted to the 'God of Killing' of the top ten heirloom gods, he still follows the well-wishers who helped him back then, and never leaves.

This news, in his previous life, Qin Fang once scoffed at it and didn't believe it at all.

But when he saw this young man, he believed it, and the light in this young man's eyes was very similar to him, full of persistence. And a hint of exhaustion hidden in the eyes.

[Ding, the player 'I' requests a trade.] 】

The young man raised his head suspiciously, looked at Qin Fang, and in an instant, his eyes were full of hope.

[Ding, the other party has agreed to the deal. 】

[Ding, whether to trade 100,000 copper coins to the player 'Tibetan soil'. 】

Are you sure. This is all the gold coins that Qin Fang has earned so far.

[Ding, the transaction is successful.] 】

'Tibetan Tu' looked at the 100,000 copper coins in surprise, and hurriedly opened the transaction again, this is too much, he can't ask for it.

Seeing that Qin Fang disagreed, he could only get up and quickly came to Qin Fang's side, looking very anxious, as if he was a child who had made a mistake.

"I, I can't do that much."

"Take it, don't you want your father to go in style? These copper coins will be returned to me in the future. ”

Qin Fang said very chicly, and then turned to leave.

'Tibetan Land''s eyes moistened, and he looked at Qin Fang's back, as if he wanted to keep him firmly in his mind.

"Thank you."

'Tibetan Soil' quickly knelt down, knocked down three times, and then quit the game.

Qin Fang's nose was sour, there are many hard-working people in this world.