Obviously Old White didn't know there was anything special about the child he adopted.
Farr saw a kind of power in this child, of course not the power of gluttony, but a more profound power.
Especially when he builds something, that kind of power will attach to it and then turn into various attribute powers.
If you look in this direction.
"Do you believe in the God of Forging and Hearth Fire?" Farr asked a question.
After hearing this, Old White nodded and said: "We are blacksmiths after all, and this is the Gray Iron Empire.
At that time, it was famous for its manufacturing and mining, although the continuous advancement of science later caused some things to break away.
But when it comes to the durability of the things made, who can compare with our blacksmiths?"
It can be seen that Old White is a person who is very devout in his faith and attaches great importance to and recognition of his own identity.
Farr nodded and said: "My people from the investigation department, this time because of His Majesty's order, we need to train a group of people to guard the palace.
So I need to build something, and I just came to you. Can you build it?
There is plenty of time, but the quality must be good.
I don’t trust the people at the Royal Foundry. You decide the price, but the items must be good, okay?”
When Old White heard this, he thought it was a big deal. Sure enough, this man who knew he was extraordinary at first sight brought him a surprise.
Old White: "Of course, of course it can be built. Don't worry, I, Old White, have been building on this street for decades, and my reputation is absolutely guaranteed."
The old man's chest was beating loudly. Although he was old and lame, the muscles on his body were not slack at all.
Farr: "Very good, this is a deposit, a batch of armors and weapons, a total of five hundred sets. If you need anything later, I will communicate with you."
After readily throwing down the deposit, Farr left without disturbing the child.
As for whether the rebellion had something to do with a child, Farr didn't think there was such a possibility...
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a man sneaking up in front of Old White's blacksmith shop.
Farr has no intention of past, but that doesn't mean he can't see the situation inside.
Whether it is the telescope technique or other ninjutsu, it has these reconnaissance and peeping effects.
In the blacksmith shop.
"Hahahaha, did you hear that, my little Sam, a big business, five hundred sets of armors and weapons, and there are follow-up orders. Now you don't have to worry about the store going bankrupt. It's great. I'll buy two pots at night.
Wine, let’s have a good drink together!”
Old White was dancing happily, even though he was lame on one leg and looked a little funny.
Little Sam on the side looked at his father expressionlessly. He really didn't have a good life after being picked up by him.
But little Sam is quite contented. Old White is a good man. If there is a chance in the future, he can help him heal his leg...or build him a new leg?
One person was partying and the other person was in a daze, and then someone suddenly broke in.
Old White put away his enthusiasm and saw that he was an old acquaintance, but he didn't like this acquaintance very much.
"It's you again. Just grab your knife and leave quickly. Don't bring those disgusting materials again. The store has received a big order and can't serve you for the time being!"
As he spoke, Old White handed a box of kitchen knives to the other party, who was wearing a cloak to cover himself tightly.
Hearing Old White's words, he didn't say anything, he just dropped his money bag and left.
"Little Sam, if he comes again in the future, don't receive him. I feel that the materials he gave us have a disgusting smell.
Every time he comes to the house, the fire statue will burn violently, which doesn’t look like a good thing.”
"Oh, got it!"
This was the first thing little Sam said. Old White didn't care and went out shopping with his money bag.
There will be a sumptuous dinner tonight, and maybe I can go to the Harp Bar to catch up with the landlady at night...
Farr, who was standing in the distance, watched the man go in and out, carrying a box in his hand, obviously coming to pick up goods.
In other words, the person you are looking for has been found.
He followed quietly, and with his strength, he certainly wouldn't be noticed.
We walked and stopped all the way, but the other party was very clever and kept taking detours, but of course he couldn't get around Farr.
After walking for a while, we were already on the outskirts of Ironforge.
They came to a small village, and then he saw this man coming to each house with a box.
No money is required, just ask these people to sign their names or fingerprints on the parchment, and then collect some things from their hands, such as used kitchen knives, jewelry, clothes and the like.
The things on this person are not only kitchen knives, but also many other things, such as jewelry, weapons, clothing, etc., and even seasonings such as salt.
After observation, Farr found that these things had a faint smell on them, and the people who received them were also very familiar with it. It seemed that this was not the first time.
The unused aura of the two items was very weak, but the aura of those he had collected was very strong.
What Far saw was not the smell of dirty clothes, or rather it was.
"It's so special, there must be something wrong!"
After catching a random person, Farr used illusions to directly confuse him, and then got the information he wanted.
It really wasn't a short period of time. It had lasted for about five or six years. At first, everyone didn't believe that there was such a stupid person.
Not only do they give away things for free, but they also recycle old things. There is no charge but a signature is required to register.
People register things to prevent someone from using them to do bad things and to facilitate future exchanges.
What do ordinary people know? There are people who are greedy for petty gains, so they naturally signed the contract, and then this situation continued.
"When you use these things, do you feel anything wrong? For example, physical weakness or other symptoms?"
Falco didn't think that people were here to bring warmth, so there must be something wrong with it.
The confused man thought for a moment and then said: "It's okay, but the knife is easy to use, but if it doesn't cook well, it won't taste good.
And it’s very unfamiliar to use, and so are the seasonings. If I don’t use it, I always feel like I’m chewing tree bark.
Clothes and jewelry are only used by women, but every time I see my wife wearing those clothes and those jewelry.
I just feel that my wife is the most beautiful person in the world, and there is no one else!"
The situation was probably understood, so Farr left the small village directly. Now that the situation inside was understood, it was time to find the real owner.
In fact, it would be enough to stop this person, but Farr wanted to know who was standing behind him.
In case there is any restriction on the other party, wizards and the like in novels don’t always like to place restrictions on people’s souls.
The kind who would be blown to pieces if he told the beginning of a secret.
God knows if the other party has it.
Out of curiosity, Farr kept following this man, and then he found that... the path was becoming more and more familiar.
After looking up and seeing the Metropolitan Police Department building, Farr felt like he had been bitten by a dog.
Then he continued to follow, and finally saw that the other person seemed to be opposite his office, where was the warehousing department...
"The Special Operations Division just had an accident and the whole army was wiped out waiting for me to rebuild. This time it's the Warehousing Division, not the Research Division next time. I've taken over the entire four Anomaly Divisions!"
Farr doesn't plan to go to the warehousing department to check now. When someone can hide it for decades, it shows how forbearing it is. Who knows what tricks are involved?
Now the situation between the enemy and us is just right, just wait for the opponent to take action.
"Get off work now!"
Of course, he didn't stop Far from getting off work early. He was still waiting to go back and watch the rebirth of Electro. He didn't know whether he would get better or worse.
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Marvel's Tomato City.
Max Dillon returned to his house. Those people thought he was dead, but because it was an abnormal death, they concealed the news of Max Dillon's death.
Max was also happy. Fortunately, they all hid it, otherwise wouldn’t he have become a gangster?
Even if he walked out like this, no one would think he was Max Dillon.
"Absorbing city electricity like my future self is obviously a way to die, so I have to find another way. Fortunately, I don't have only one energy source to support it, otherwise it will be miserable."
After practicing the Golden Light Curse and the Longhu Mountain technique, the current Dianguang Man is no longer a rough big battery that only knows how to absorb and release.
In any case, he is also an electrical engineer, how could he not have any technical content at all?
Things like electromagnetic levitation, electromagnetic guns, etc. can be used as long as there is enough electricity.
so······.
"It seems that I have no choice but to be struck by lightning."
The only energy source that Max can think of that does not require money and cannot be discovered is nature's lightning.
No one knew about Max's resurrection. Osborn Industries was undergoing a power change recently, and Harry, the second generation, was eliminated.
Devastated, he returned to his home, maybe it would be gone soon. Only after his father died did he realize how much the father he once hated loved him.
It's a pity that it's too late, my father is dead, at the hands of Spider-Man!
And what he wants to do most now is revenge! Whether it is robbing his own property or killing his father, these hatreds must be avenged!
He has no power, but he has a father, and his father left him other good things besides the company.
Harry did not meet Max, and his fate quietly changed. He found his father's secret room and understood the fact that his father was the Green Goblin.