Ge Zheng was stunned: "Is this thing the work of the God-Death Craftsman?" God-Death is the title of Arnold Welanlova. He is the most powerful alchemist closest to now, and is well-known in the history of alchemy. "No wonder..." Ge Zheng murmured to himself. He felt a little regretful. It seemed difficult to achieve what he wanted to see this alchemist.

When the grand duke saw his expression, he thought he was scared and laughed in his heart: I was stunned. Although this two-moon sword was just an early work of the God-Demon Craftsman, it was not something you could repair by a level six alchemist. However, he still appreciated Ge Zheng's style of taking the blame. In any case, Ge Zheng did him a favor.

The Grand Duke chatted with the Baron for a while, then stood up and said goodbye. Dirkmont's residence in Obama was a villa of the Grand Duke, which was very spacious and elegant. The Baron ordered people to make a yard for him to serve as his laboratory. Ge Zheng listed a long list of materials for Dirkmont to send someone to buy.

To be honest, Dirkmont did not have much confidence in Ge Zheng. Deep in his heart, he always regarded Ge Zheng as a powerful soldier. He estimated that the warrior was Ge Zheng's first profession, and the alchemist was just the second profession. It was just that Ge Zheng saved his life. People were so proactive and enthusiastic that Dirkmont was hard to refuse.

This weapon has been destroyed like this, and he actually has no hope of repair. He once gave this weapon to Master Aquinas, the tutor of the Alchemy Department of Dongsheng Academy. Even he shook his head and said that he was still a little different from the title craftsman and could not be copied. If he wanted to repair it, in Dirkmont's view, only by inviting Master Paracelsus under the cloak of the Goddess of Wisdom would there be a silver lining.

While asking his servants to buy the materials needed by Ge Zheng, Dirkmont wrote a letter to ask his family to find another excellent weapon for himself as soon as possible to deal with the upcoming Aosta Empire Royal Challenge.

The servants he brought by his side to serve him were all his old family members who had been following him for many years, and they were very clear about the origin of this weapon. Dirkmont was embarrassed to say something to his savior. These servants had no such concerns. They had long regarded themselves as part of the Derkmont family. Seeing someone blatantly "waste" the family's gold coins, these servants were even more angry than Dirkmont.

Therefore, although they bought each of the materials listed in the single item of Ge Zheng, they were definitely not worth enough, and there were still many differences.

Ge Zheng frowned when collecting the goods, and the servant immediately sarcastically said, "Who, what's wrong? I heard that Master Chen Shenshou has a famous saying: An excellent alchemist can use any material to refine the desired work. According to Master Chen Title Master's theory, I think there are a lot of these materials." Ge Zheng paused for a moment, and then it seemed that nothing happened, put away all the raw materials.

Cummins was furious, and Ge Zheng could not bear it. The desert fairy jumped up and roared, "My husband is kind enough to help you repair your weapons, you are still so stingy! I want to find Baron Derkmont, is he repaying his life-saving benefactor like this?" The servant said lukewarmly: "Sir, you are resting, you don't have time to see you. The priest said, "Sir, you need more rest." After that, he copied his hands into his sleeves and turned around and left.

Cummins jumped up in anger, but Ge Zheng grabbed him. Cummins asked in confusion: "Sir, how can you hold it back?" Ge Zheng had not answered him yet. Before the servant came out of the yard, a stone suddenly fell from the sky, and a thud hit the servant's head, which made him donate blood! The voice of the female warrior came from the room: "Oh, what a big pile of bird shit!" Cummins laughed, and honest Dunk knocked the spoon and pot in the kitchen. Ge Zheng couldn't help but smile. The servant didn't dare to stay for a long time. He covered his forehead and stomped his feet and escaped from the yard with vicious words: "You group of sycats who cheated food and drink, you can't repair the double moon knife at that time. I see if you have any face to stay here and don't leave!"

"It's not that I can tolerate it, but..." Ge Zheng thought about it and made an example to explain: "If you have a good relationship with someone, but the dog that person raises doesn't like you because you don't give it bones every time. So every time you chat with your friend, his dog always barks, will you go and have a dog beggar?"

"Hahaha..." The female warrior laughed from the room: "You said you didn't care. You called someone a dog, which was obvious revenge." Ge Zheng spread his hands: "Don't think you exposed me."

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The God-Death Craftsman does have a famous saying, but the original saying is: An excellent alchemist can adapt to local conditions and achieve the goals he wants to achieve under any conditions.

Although the materials are smaller than Ge Zheng’s budget, if you think about it with another idea, the effect of this may be better or may be better.

There were two mother knives on the table in the laboratory. The knives were intact and stained with the blood of the giant lion, but they had been roasted to burnt black.

The mother knife was twisted into a twist, just like a girl in her clothes torn apart by a thug. It was a terrible sight. Ge Zheng was very strange. According to the wind level of the knife, it should have become like this more than just falling into the lion's mouth. He picked up the mother knife and looked at it. He threw it on an appraisal technique, and systematically analyzed the results.

He suddenly realized that when the Shenshen Craftsman cast the mother sword, he adopted an original magic calcification method. Based on the magic calcification traces left in the mother sword, the Shenshen Craftsman should have merged the raw materials and poured them into the mold in a high temperature state. This ensured that there was enough space in the mother sword to accommodate the child knife. After processing, the front of the mother sword was under excellent stress and almost invincible; but the side seemed vulnerable. He was bitten from the side by the giant lion and immediately turned into a twist.

Ge Zheng picked up the sword again. The sword seemed much inferior in comparison, because it was not easy to make a magic sword that was very narrow and thin, and only one foot long, with the skills four hundred years ago.
Chapter completed!