The dim light is the first impression after entering the room.
To the right of the door is the center of the house. There is a round table with three or two benches scattered around the wooden table. There is an oil lamp on the round table and a basket with several fruits. The surface of the apple-sized fruit is colorful.
The patterns are scattered and scattered, making it impossible to feel the possibility of "eating". The flame of the oil lamp emits black smoke and slowly disappears directly above the table - there is an old lantern hanging on the ceiling there.
The stone walls reflected a warm yellow color by these lights. There was a fireplace on the wall opposite the table. The sound of crackling fire came from the fire, and some sparks jumped on the cracked floor.
on the screen, and then gradually extinguished and disappeared from sight. Looking along the cracks, Duan Qing saw a section of wooden table tops and fences that surrounded part of the space, forming a place similar to a counter. There were some similar things hanging on the wall behind the counter.
Weapon-like objects include ordinary swords and shields, as well as tools that Duan Qing doesn't recognize at all.
There was another door behind the counter, which seemed to lead to another room. The clanging sound came from the crack of the door, but it has stopped now. As heavy footsteps approached, the door was opened.
He had dark skin, sweat stains all over his body, and a bald head that shone slightly under the light. The man who walked out looked young and not tall, but he looked quite strong. He had his upper body bare, and a towel was draped over his body.
On his shoulders, the streaks of gray and black on the towel covered up its original white color. The man wiped his face randomly with one end of the towel, then wiped his bald head with it, and grinned at Iron Ambition.
"Here we come." He said, then tilted his head: "This..."
"Friend." Iron Ambition stepped forward, then untied a package hanging from his waist with his right hand, and handed it to the man on the other side of the counter: "This is what you want, please take a look."
The bald man took it, untied the rope, and drank from the big cup on the table while looking at the contents of the package with his peripheral vision. Iron Ambition stood aside, looking nervous or excited.
: "I encountered some troubles in the middle. I don't know if there is any damage..."
The man put down the cup and took out a few pieces of oilcloth from the package. After untying it, several herbs were wrapped in it. The man picked up one of the herbs with his hand and placed it in front of the light to observe it. His serious expression gradually relaxed.
He nodded slowly: "This is it..."
Iron Ambition's shoulders relaxed, and then he said as if expecting: "Hope it's not too late."
"Of course." The man who looked like a blacksmith said in a low voice, and he cherished every word: "Sooner than expected."
The man turned around, picked up a sword from under the wall, and handed it to Iron Heart.
Iron Heart took it and then raised the hand holding the sword.
It was a broad-edged sword, with a silvery blade that looked close to one meter long. The blade was four fingers wide, with a blood groove carved in the middle. The hilt was more than ten centimeters long, and it was wrapped with something similar to rubber.
The same black tape. Iron Heart held the hilt of the sword, raised the blade into the air and examined it for a while, then took it down and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look. There were some characters engraved on the end of the hilt. The meaning of the characters was unknown, but
Ironheart doesn't care.
"The sword is 0.9 miles long and 0.8 miles wide. Although it is still far from the standard weapon of the army, it is still sharp enough." The bald man said a lot of words this time, and he looked proud. It seemed that
Quite satisfied with this work.
"Thank you very much." Iron Ambition inserted the sword into his waist, and then made a strange salute to the blacksmith: "This sword is the best sword I have ever seen."
The bald man grinned, his white teeth standing out under his dark skin: "I should be the one thanking you." He pointed to the herbs placed on the counter: "You have helped me a lot."
"I hope your wife will be safe." Iron Ambition said: "Then, if there is nothing else..."
The blacksmith didn't say anything, he just raised his right arm to signal.
Iron Ambition understood what he meant, so he said goodbye a few more times. When the bald man was about to return to the previous room, he greeted Duan Qing to leave. At this moment, Duan Qing looked back.
Then he took a few steps forward and pressed his hand on the counter before the dark figure disappeared.
"Uncle, I also want weapons!"
The atmosphere around them seemed to be a little lower. The man who was about to disappear in front of the two people stopped pushing the door, slowly turned his head, looked at the man with short black hair, and then raised his finger to point behind him.
wall.
“The prices are on the counter and there is a table.”
Hey, hey, is it still self-service shopping... Duan Qing couldn't help shouting in his heart.
But it's not that easy to kill me like this.
"This uncle." Duan Qing patted the wooden table with both hands: "I want... a weapon with the same words engraved on it."
The temperature in the air has become lower.
The bald man let go of the doorknob, turned his whole body around. Then he swiped his hand and walked back slowly: "You...what?"
"Ahem..." Due to the close distance, the sturdy man in front of him had a piece of iron in his hand. Duan Qing saw it, so he hurriedly coughed twice to relieve his nervousness.
Situation: "I am...this uncle. Judging from your superb skills and clever methods, you must be from a famous family..."
The blacksmith didn't make a sound, his eyes seemed to be staring at prey.
"Um..." Duan Qing waved his hand: "Let me think about it, is it Fisher? Gerrard? Or Campasio? Ahhhh, could it be..."
The blacksmith looked at him, and Iron Ambition behind him also looked at him. Iron Ambition was puzzled, how could this newbie brother know so many celebrities? Could it be that he is a veteran free world player like himself... Only Duan Qing
He was sweating in his heart because he didn't even recognize the names he heard.
But the next moment, the blacksmith's expression finally changed.
"Are you a military industrialist?"
Seeing the other party's slightly narrowed eyes, Duan Qing knew that he had finally guessed correctly.
The so-called military industrialists are people who specialize in providing technical services to certain military forces. This kind of service has many aspects, but judging from the occupation of the uncle in front of me, there is probably only one kind of service he can provide, and that is weapons.
Construction of equipment.
"I remember you mentioned the term 'standard weapon' just now. I think you must be very familiar with this aspect. So if I am lucky enough to get your craftsmanship, I will definitely be even more powerful in my future adventures and make great achievements...
..”
Duan Qing stopped talking because the uncle in front of him raised a hand.
"I know." The blacksmith replied: "I... am, but I was."
Duan Qing also narrowed his eyes.
"You won't mind, huh?" The bald man looked at Duan Qing.
"Of course, I am still an unknown adventurer, and there are naturally many areas where I need help. It would be an honor for me to get the work of a master like you." Duan Qing lowered his head and covered it up with a bow.
The sharp light in his eyes: "However, you may not know me yet. For the benefit of both parties, I think we should introduce each other first..."
"Are you the blacksmith uncle whose name I don't know yet?"
"Valar." The blacksmith stared at Duan Qing: "Valar? Narko."
"Moshang Qingshan." Duan Qing smiled slightly, and the depressing atmosphere finally disappeared, as if it had never appeared before: "Look, we have a good start."
"Call me Val." The blacksmith finished these last few words, and then... turned around and entered the inner room, slamming the door shut.
Duan Qing shrugged, and then pushed Iron Ambition, who was staring blankly behind him, out of the house and stood in the shadows next to the alley. Iron Ambition said with some fear: "Brother Mo, this is really too risky, what if?
I might offend someone..."
"I don't have bad things to say about him, so how can I offend him?" Duan Qing smiled: "Although it is my first time to play this game, I still have this experience..."
"What kind of experience is this! It doesn't look like a normal way of communicating with NPCs!" Iron Ambition said helplessly: "You know how much effort I put into building a relationship with the only blacksmith family in this village.
....."
"It depends on how you view the meaning of the word 'relationship'." Duan Qing said: "If you define the relationship with the characters in the virtual world as having a good relationship, your approach is correct, but
..."
Duan Qing's expression suddenly became serious: "Having a grudge against PCs is also related. From this perspective, it is no longer accurate to call them NPCs."
"Now that the world of virtual reality has been developed for so many years, we are also used to treating the characters in the virtual world on the same level as us, so... the relationships that can appear in the real world, of course, this world also
can appear."
"They are no longer a channel for us to obtain intelligence, a tool for getting benefits, and a condition for completing tasks, but people who can be beaten or scolded, respected and admired. Since they are all human beings, if we can help them, they will naturally also
They can help us, they can deceive us..." Duan Qing's eyes turned cold: "We can also deceive them."
"There is love, hatred, deception, and trust in our lives, so these will naturally exist in relationships in the virtual world."
The sun was still warm, and a few more children ran closer from a distance. I don't know if they were the ones who had just run to trouble the old man. Duan Qing paused for a moment, then dropped his serious tone and replaced it with a confused one.
Concerned: "So in my eyes, the uncle just now is a blacksmith uncle. No matter how many benefits he can give me or kill me, he is still an ordinary uncle. Considering it from this standpoint, I
Naturally, I can notice some things that should be noticed." He waved his hand: "I can also do more."
Iron Ambition seemed to be in a trance as he listened to these words. At this moment, a child emerged from the crowd of children. He shouted a few words to the other children, and then ran over without looking back. Duan Qing took a look,
It was the one who was making faces on the way here: "Brother Steel, what are you doing?"
Iron Heart woke up from his reverie and recognized the boy: "Haha, Kos, where did you go to cause trouble just now?"
"Of course I'm going to find that old man with his head in the sky! He sings so badly, and he sings every day..." The boy was filled with indignation, as if he had done a great thing just now. However, the next second, he sang again
Putting on a pleasing smile: "Yes, yes, I also want a gift! The stone you gave me last time was very nice, but John took it away..."
"It's okay. I'll bring you something nicer next time. Your mother's illness is not cured yet. Go back and take care of her. A child who doesn't take care of his mother is not a good child."
"I brought bread for my mother today. I only came out after my father agreed for me to go out to play..."
Duan Qing stepped aside, looked at Ambition of Iron and the boy, laughed for a while, patted his head again, then pushed the boy back to the blacksmith's house they had just entered, watched the boy enter the room, and then turned around
Come.
"It seems that you get along very well with their family." Duan Qing said with a smile.
"After all, it has been in business for a long time and has often been taken care of by them." Iron Ambition touched his nose, and then looked at the newly obtained weapons at his waist: "But I really haven't thought about the ones you just arrived."
"Don't think too much, just do it according to your heart." Duan Qing said: "You have such a good relationship with that boy, you can probably master some of the tricks."
Iron Ambition turned his head and looked at the old house: "Well, I also have a vague feeling..."
"Let me ask you a question." Duan Qing suddenly interrupted him: "I don't know what mission you took on or what purpose you had. I saw that you were holding the package before. It was probably the mission item that this family needed.
Duan Qing held his right elbow with his left hand and touched his chin with his right hand: "No matter how the original deal was reached, what I saw was that you helped this family find the herbs they urgently needed, and the blacksmith gave them
You want the weapon, right?"
"Well, it's indeed a very accurate summary..."
"So in your heart, do you feel more like giving herbal medicines, or do you feel more like wanting weapons?"
Iron Ambition was silent, and then nodded as if he had some understanding: "I understand." He laughed and said in a hearty voice, "I've learned a lesson, Brother Mo is really not an ordinary person!"
"Very good." Duan Qing also laughed, and his expression returned to the relaxed mood just now, but the meaning of that smile was unknown.
The laughter of the two people got louder and louder, attracting the attention of many passers-by who passed by them. They didn't care about the inexplicable looks in their eyes, they laughed and looked at each other, and there seemed to be some sense of recognition in their hearts.
Appeared, and then piled up. The laughter gradually subsided, and the two walked casually to other places. The ordinary figure and the majestic figure slowly moved forward and gradually disappeared into the crowd.
The warm wind blew by, and some of their last words drifted along with it.
"Brother Mo's words just now should not be just random talk. Your purpose is..."
"That blacksmith is not telling the truth."
"Oh? What's going on?"
"When he turned around, I saw a few scars on his back... Those kind of scars, who dares to get them while blacksmithing, I will be the first to take a photo..."
"That's okay, then you...then what he just did..."
"Simply, I want to use what he concealed as a bargaining chip... Well, let's not mention it. The negotiation just now was a failure when I think about it. That blacksmith seems to have a lot of stories..."
"Hey, don't be discouraged... The old man with the broken voice must have more stories to tell. Do you want to pay your respects..."
The figures gradually lengthened behind the two people, and the sun gradually set in the distant sky.
This chapter has been completed!