Chapter 132: The Last Clansman

Yin Lian, who was just about to walk out of the treasure appreciation area, suddenly turned around, the old man was still looking at the Feisheng liquid, and Yin Lian suddenly looked at the other party with such eyes, and the Feisheng liquid in his hand subconsciously turned his back.

"Didn't I have any unfinished recovery fluid and lamp crystal money before, when will I give it to me?"

"Didn't they all hit your VIP card together! If you don't have a password, you can go to the major banks to check it yourself, forget it, let me tell you, the first time you auctioned out, the 1.127 million after deducting the handling fee is in the card, and the price of the rest of the things is really good, the recovery liquid is actually 200,000 bottles, the lamp crystal was also auctioned out of 1.8 million, and the 4 million deducting the handling fee is 3.6 million in it! The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and said carefully after learning the purpose of Yin Lian's turn.

"So much, thank you for being old! I'll definitely come to your old man if there's something good! So Yin Lian whistled and walked satisfied, and the next place was naturally with the old blacksmith, can't you get a ring knife and fight it yourself!

Due to frequent visits to this area, Yin Lian has gradually become familiar with the businesses in this area, coupled with his kind personality, even if he has been very famous recently, he still looks approachable, walking in the weapon sales area and greeting many familiar faces.

There will be no beggars on the street at any time, Yin Lian will give a few silver coins every time he encounters it, and if he meets a woman or a weaker group, he will give some gold coins, that pair of mother and son is the object that Yin Lian has been more concerned about, the boy is about four or five years old, in fact, after getting acquainted with it, the boy is already ten years old, due to the lack of good food intake for a long time, the development is much worse than that of a normal child, and Yin Lian thinks of his own child when he sees such a child.

"Blackie!" Yin Lian rushed to Xiao Hei Xiaodao, this name was given to him by Yin Lian, his mother is a hearing impaired, maybe her leg was broken during the escape, even so she still lives with the child with difficulty.

The little black skin is difficult to hide the bulging bones, a pair of bright eyes are also bulging outward, and he always holds a few broken bowls in his hands to perform the trick of the top bowl, don't look at his weak appearance, every time he performs, he works extremely hard, maybe in his cognition, only in this way will there be kind-hearted people to give them something.

Every time her mother watched Xiao Hei's performance very seriously, she would kiss Xiao Hei's forehead no matter whether there was a wood or a passerby.

Usually after Xiao Hei finishes the show, as a mother, she will also perform, her performance will make Yin Lian tears every time, I saw her take out a Gaina flute from her worn backpack, the crisp flute instantly brings people into the embrace of nature, like an eagle soaring in the sky, like a reindeer galloping on the grass, like a mountain flowing water.. After a flute sound, the mother took out a long string of bones beside her, shook her hands rhythmically, and let out a rhythmic cry in her mouth, the two instruments kept switching, a piece of music that made people stop making people think about it, when you listen to the performance or watch the performance, even if you are in a good mood, you will be brought into a desolate realm by the singing.

The mother was dressed in a garment made of several pieces of linen, and the peculiar patterns were printed on her body, probably because the child was too young, and there were no such things on him, and the little boy snuggled up to his mother, and the innocent child would leave a distressing tear at this time.

Even if the performance is lucky, it is only in exchange for some bread, and the loving Yin Lian wants to take them out of here again and again, and the little boy tells Yin Lian: "This is their homeland, and they are not willing to leave here as the last clansmen!" ”

So every time he went to the old blacksmith, Yin Lian would give the little boy some money and things, and after a long time, the child's mother's timidity towards strangers loosened here in Yin Lian, and by checking the mother's leg because he missed the best treatment time, it could not be cured, and his ear was caused by the shelling of the eardrum, every treatment can play a certain role, but in the end it is still incurable, and the damage is too long.

Through the mouth of the old mother, I learned that it was because a certain developer had taken a fancy to the location of their tribe, and there was a large amount of underground gold in their location, and these people who had lived there for generations would naturally not leave their homeland for survival.

Every time I see them, I am reminded of the dark side of human beings, and it is because of human greed that genetic outbreaks occur.

With a heavy heart, Yin Lian appeared in the old blacksmith shop, and the staff in the store continued their work after smiling at Yin Lian, and the old blacksmith would go to the reception hall to sit every time he worked, drinking tea and looking at the treasure of the town, it seemed that the ring knife was the source of his strength.

"Little lover, are you here again?" The old blacksmith walked out of the back hall and saw Yin Lian sitting in the reception hall, and Yin Lian skillfully handed the old blacksmith's teapot, which could no longer see its original color because of the age.

"Master, I'm here today with something good!"

"Oh, you've found what I told you!" The old blacksmith was just about to take a sip of tea, and when he heard what Yin Lian said, he asked.

"Yes, why don't we go to the back hall and show you!" So the old man and the young man left the reception hall and went to the old man's work day after day, year after year, and saw several shirtless men in the back hall, some were striking iron, some were blowing, some were polishing, and some men were wiping the tool table, which may be where the old blacksmith worked.

"Look!" Yin Lian's right hand turned over the original open space, and a suitcase-sized stone appeared, one end of the stone was very smooth, the other side was more messy, the whole stone was silver-black, the old blacksmith looked carefully around the stone, and some shirtless men also came up to look at it.

"Well, it's the same material as my baby, so why are you really planning to make a weapon like mine?" The old blacksmith put the teapot in his mouth and kept sucking.

"But no, your treasure won't be sold to me, so I have to publish the next volume."

"Forging a sword is not something that can be done in a while, not only the steps are cumbersome, but also the materials are a lot, which is very labor-intensive." The old blacksmith said solemnly, and he vaguely remembered how much he had suffered when making the ring-headed knife.

"How about it, even if you say I'll get the materials for you, you still have to rely on you to make it, and I'm a layman who doesn't know anything!" Yin Lian took Tiantie back to the void space, thinking in his heart.

"It's not that it can't be done, it's just that my body can't work continuously for that long, and those materials may not be easy to find." Now the old blacksmith is indeed not as good as before, there are some hidden diseases and rarely beat in person, most of them are standing aside to command the apprentices, many people persuade him to use the machine, but the old blacksmith is very stubborn for the ancestors to pass down the technique has been unwilling to give up, but these apprentices are not so competitive, some apprentices who have studied for more than ten years are only half of the level of the old blacksmith.

"It's really not possible for me to come, you also know that I am an anomaly, and I must have a lot of advantages!" Yin Lian's attitude was very sincere, but he couldn't lift his head by the old blacksmith, and his apprentices hadn't learned his hammering method for more than ten years, let alone refining it.

"I can do it!" Yin Lian is very similar to the old blacksmith's temper, they are both very stubborn people, and they will never look back if they don't hit the south wall.

So the old blacksmith had to deal with it as if he agreed, and handed over the materials to be prepared to Yin Lian, looking at the list of materials in his hand, he immediately thought of the airship auction house, for Yin Lian to learn to cast weapons, the watch master was very opposed, not only said that he was not doing his job, but also said that he did not use his brain.

Yin Lian, who didn't listen to anything outside the window and only wanted to make weapons, couldn't pull back no number of cows, so the watch master disappeared for a long time.

After leaving the old blacksmith, Yin Lian walked to the mother and son again, once again enjoyed the song, and left with tears again, the beauty and ugliness of the world are so funny for those who leave or become mutants, sometimes death may be a kind of liberation and a kind of self-redemption, but it may become the most tragic one, whether it is an unconscious mutant or a person who is still alive, maybe the debt owed in the previous life must be repaid in this way in this life.

"Tick!" A message came from the watch, a text message without notes, and when opened, a human screen popped up from the watch.

"Master Yin, the intelligence department that you asked me to establish has been carried out in an orderly manner, and some of the information I have recently obtained has been sent to you later, but." As the head of the intelligence department personally selected by Yin Lian, Lee Ji-eun did not continue.

"What's wrong? Did you encounter some trouble, if it can be solved by money, you can just find Xiuyan directly, and if you lack people, you can find Zhang Qiang. Yin Lian asked in surprise.

"Uh, got it! Then be careful yourself. After Li Zhien finished speaking, he turned off the communication, and then Yin Lian received a lot of news.

The recent evolution speed of mutants has become faster, and the original number of high-level mutants has become more, and the high-level mutants have evolved into undead, and some of the power-of-decay abilities have become their leaders, forming a huge organization, six or seven billion mutants, once the organization is formed, it will be a catastrophe for any safe zone.

These evolved mutants seem to gather to the West in an organized manner, and the Western Reserve continues to use large-scale weapons to eliminate the evolved mutants, although the effect is obvious, but this method makes a large number of mutants mutate, so that the speed of evolution is faster, so that those large-scale weapons have no effect on the mutants who have evolved into the undead, and they have to be curbed by forming alien troops in the major protected areas.