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Reid gave a brief introduction to Long Batian and Raman.

"Are you the legendary humanoid stand-in?" After hearing Red introduce that the young man in front of him was actually a stand-in, Raman was quite surprised and dropped the hammer that he was wielding with great skill, stretched his neck and looked hard at Long Batian.

"Yes!" Long Batian nodded.

"Turns out you're a civilian from another world who came here from somewhere else!" Raman looked at Long Batian from left to right, and always felt that his outfit was a little unusual.

"That's right, I am an outsider! From what you said, does that mean the smelting technology here is particularly extraordinary?" Long Batian gestured and looked around curiously.

"Come, come, take a look at this long sword forged from extremely exquisite fine steel. Brother Batian, take a close look!" Raman casually took a two-handed sword from the weapon rack and threw it in front of Long Batian.

"You can't do this!" Long Batian quickly waved his hands, thinking that this thing might not even be able to cut through his skin.

"This is a genuine blue weapon! Brother Batian, don't underestimate it!" Red couldn't help but interrupt and remind him that blue weapons far surpass ordinary white weapons in terms of attributes and attack power. His own big shield is a blue one. Although no one wants to use it because it is too heavy, the cost of making it is not too high. To put it bluntly, it is just a piece of steel plate used as a door panel.

"Hahahaha! Miss Dai Meng, this guy is so funny! Where did this bumpkin come from? How dare he look down on blue weapons?" A sharp laugh suddenly came, and a man in luxurious clothes followed Dai Meng into the blacksmith shop slowly. Dai Meng was the one walking in front. Dai Meng naturally noticed Long Batian and the others.

"Kacha-kacha!" Long Batian was alert. The handsome Su Qin carried a sword on his back and blocked the silver mecha's fist from behind. "Ding--" The huge force was transmitted to Long Batian's body through the two-handed sword. If it was someone else, they would have been blown away long ago. Long Batian pretended to take a few steps forward, pretending to be repelled by the force.

Looking back, a substitute wearing silver armor quickly retracted his fist. His body was suspended in the air, as if waiting for the master's command. Dai Meng also retracted his fist at this time, and was very contemptuous of his sister's substitute. It was indeed a silver gun candle head that looked good but was useless. He couldn't even withstand the little power of his own substitute. It was really just luck that he defeated Aurora.

Dai Meng took a look at Red and guessed that it was the team of adventurers who rescued her sister.

"Didn't your main body come with you?" Dai Meng looked around and asked pretending to be ignorant.

"Who are you? Why did you attack us?" Reid asked Dai Meng.

Dai Meng pretended not to hear anything.

Long Batian shook his head.

"Daimeng, who is this young man?" Seeing that Daimeng, the eldest daughter of the Agnes family, actually took the initiative to talk to a rustic young man, Jerry was extremely jealous. He was the future heir of the Earl Brand family.

"He is my sister's substitute!" Dai Meng explained casually.

"Oh!" Hearing Dai Meng's words, Jerry showed an expression of sudden enlightenment on his face, "So you are the country bumpkin from another world? No wonder you don't even recognize the blue suit?"

"Jerry, don't underestimate my sister's substitute, as he is only at the zero level. In fact, his strength is not weak!" Dai Meng praised Long Batian without any concealment.

Reid was about to step forward to help, but was stopped by Long Batian's eyes. He could only shake his head helplessly.

"Humph, I don't see what he's capable of!" Jerry glared at Long Batian with disdain, "He doesn't even know the value of a blue suit. It seems your smelting technology is just so-so!"

"It's a little bit higher than what you have here!" Long Batian sighed as he touched the blade of his two-handed sword. He thought that this kind of stuff is better at cutting vegetables than this.

"Is the smelting technology over there more advanced than ours?" Raman was obviously a little bit unbelievable.

Long Batian picked up the two-handed sword, touched it, knocked it, and then put it to his ear to listen. Finally, he shook his head and returned the sword to Raman. "The hardness of this sword is enough, but unfortunately its toughness is a little insufficient! If it encounters the hard bones of the demon in battle, it will easily break! When you were doing the heat treatment, did you use oil for quenching?"

"Is there any problem with oil quenching?" Raman was a little confused and asked anxiously.

"Not tough enough? For a two-handed sword, toughness isn't that important, right? As long as it's hard enough, that's all! This guy must be an outsider!" Jerry sneered and mocked. Red nodded in agreement. Whether it was a weapon or armor, or even his own big shield, hardness was the most critical factor. He also felt that what the nobleman said made sense.

Raman was quite unhappy about Jerry's interruption. But as a blacksmith for generations, Raman had his own experience. There were too many two-handed swords that were broken due to lack of toughness, but this problem had never been solved by Raman's ancestors.

"Little brother, please sit down and rest for a while! Red, don't stand anymore, come and sit down!" After listening to Long Batian's words, Raman's eyes suddenly lit up and he enthusiastically invited Long Batian to take a seat. It was obvious that the substitute in front of him had a solution.