Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"Handmade by Master Beiyou."

Ah Shu was so excited that he put a huge sword on the counter and said, "This is the only one outside the store. Guests, please take a good look."

Its length has exceeded the height of ordinary people, and the thick sword body made the wooden table creak.

This is a [Flat Sword].

Compared with the segmented axe, which is famous for being abnormally thick, the flat sword is quite thin and light, but it is not something that ordinary people can afford to wield.

Therefore, although it is called a "sword", it is actually classified as a "heavy weapon".

The flat sword can be said to be an improved version of the segmented axe. It abandons some of the fierceness of blunt blows and returns to the attribute of cutting and killing. However, it is often not accepted by some old-school Shaq warriors.

The guest that Ashu is currently receiving seems to be quite fond of this giant sword.

Her head was covered with a cloth and her horns protruded, and she wore a set of old-fashioned cloth armor. She was not tall, but judging from the exposed scars, she was also an experienced female Shark warrior.

There is not much gender difference among the Shaks. At the same time, they all value strength as beauty, and there are not a few female warriors.

"How much?" The female warrior stroked the blade of the flat sword.

Her smile reflected on the smooth metal surface was one of unconcealable satisfaction.

"Shenghui nine thousand Kai coins." Ashu quoted a price.

"So convenient..." The female warrior quickly changed her words: "So expensive?"

Ashu chuckled lightly, knowing that the other party had fallen into the trap, so he immediately struck while the iron was hot and pulled Lu Beiyou, the honorary producer, out and boasted some more.

Wait until the other person is in a happy mood, and then pretend to be reluctant to give up love.

Claiming that the price reduction is disrespectful to Master Beiyou, but he can secretly make the decision and give some other gifts...

After getting one set, the female warrior not only bought the flat sword, but also helped clear out the backlog of several items.

There is still money to be made from this.

"I wonder if Master Lu Beiyou is in the store at the moment?" The female warrior looked admiring.

Her hand shaking when taking out the money was obviously not a small expense for her.

All the money has been spent, and it would be even better if the craftsman himself could be asked to sign and name it.

"It's a pity that you are here by chance today. Master Beiyou is concentrating on studying his skills and preparing for his next work..."

A Shuxin said that I can’t tell you that Lu Beiyou is sleeping in at home.

"If you are interested in the master, you can come to our shop more often. Maybe you will have the opportunity to observe his heroic blacksmithing with your own eyes... I believe anyone who sees it will be surprised."

Better not to catch him baking bread - that would be quite a surprise.

Ashu was not stingy with his compliments and praised his own Master Lu, one after another.

For nothing else.

I just hope to leave a deeper impression in the customer's mind so that she can occasionally mention this unknown shop in front of her relatives and friends to increase its popularity.

He is not afraid of being exposed.

Anyway, Ashu could tell that this customer didn't have much money.

A warrior who can spend almost all his wealth to buy a weapon must have something he must do. It is hard to say whether he can come back.

People like them won't be repeat customers until their weapons are lost and damaged.

And the quality of this flat sword is really good. Maybe even if it kills people, the sword will be fine.

——Brother Lu really contributed to this.

The first thing the craftsman did was not to forge new weapons, but to take the rusty and dusty weapons in the shop and clean and renovate them.

Most of these "junk" and "scrap" level weapons are still "junk" after renovation - at most, they are a bit more glamorous "junk".

But there are really a few pieces. After removing the rust stains on the surface, you can still feel the solid materials and superb craftsmanship of the original pieces.

According to Brother Lu, these are weapons left over from the old empire and can be preserved for a long time.

After refurbishing these weapons, although they still cannot reach the original grade, they are still considered good products in a small shop like theirs.

Out of curiosity, Ashu went to watch the repair process.

The white-haired craftsman was shirtless and wearing gloves. He first picked out a handful of scrap products that had no hope of repair and started practicing.

Then came the junk grade, scrap grade, fake grade...and finally the weapons forged by the ancients, until they were renovated to the old modification level.

You can feel that Brother Lu's skills have become visibly more proficient.

Ashu didn't find it strange.

——The feeling of the hand has recovered.

After all, you can't ask a blacksmith who bakes bread all day long to perform at his peak level as soon as he gets started.

"That's it," the female warrior shook her head, "That's such a pity..."

"Farewell."

She put the flat sword on her back, turned and left.

He was about to walk into the store when he bumped into a young human.

The flat sword was very long, so the female warrior could only carry it crosswise, and the store door was so narrow that she almost stopped the young man.

"I'm sorry." She turned sideways and apologized casually.

Because she lowered her head, she couldn't see the other person's face clearly. She only noticed that his hair was pure white.

Children of the Scorched Earth?

Heterochromatic hair is not uncommon among humans, and it often occurs in subspecies that have mutated themselves, such as the Children of the Scorched Earth.

"It's okay." The white-haired young man also stepped aside to give way.

The two just passed each other.

At this moment, Lu Meng's eyes glanced at the top of the Shaq warrior's head as if inadvertently.

Her head was wrapped in cloth, which was not out of place in this area with frequent sandstorms.

But Lu Meng noticed that although there were protrusions on her head, the length seemed to be shorter than that of women from the Shark tribe of her age.

‘The man with broken horns? ’

The status of the Broken-Horned Man is higher than that of the Hornless Man, and he can serve as a servant of the Shaq Warrior...that's all, just a personal slave.

They cannot wear weapons without the company and permission of their master.

'Well...you can't determine someone else's identity just by the length of their horns. ’

Development may be fast or slow, good or bad.

Just like the two pieces of fat on the chest, their sizes are different and cannot be used as a decisive factor.

But Lu Meng is still an old doctor.

Her horn length and diameter dimensions don't match up.

If she was born like this, Lu Meng could only advise her to take more calcium supplements.

"Brother Lu is here." Ashu said hello while keeping accounts behind the counter.

"It's a coincidence that the guest just now wanted to see you."

"Oh? Why are you meeting me?"

"Answer me a question first, what did you want to do here today?"

"Toast."

"...That's okay, I'll make a few more this time."

Ashu gave up the rest of his thoughts: "I got some honey from the swamp."

"OK."

Looking at the busy back of the white-haired young man, Ashu felt a sense of unreality in his heart.

——He finally gave up on participating in the recruitment in Scone Town.

No one persuaded him.

Just two weeks ago, he was eager to join the army.

As a soldier of Shaq, you can receive some standard equipment. But Ashu, who had seen the market, didn't care about those. He just wanted to go back to the store and use the benefits of the brotherhood to choose a weapon that he could use.

During this period, we happened to meet Lubei Tour.

He joked: "Brother, I am about to leave. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to buy a weapon made by the master himself?"

The white-haired young man pondered for a moment, as if calculating: "It's too late."

Ashu didn’t take it seriously either.

Unexpectedly, Lu Beiyou opened the furnace on the spot and started the renovation work of the weapon.

Including the flat sword, they were all the ones he finally put out for himself to choose from.

The cold light of the sharp edge discerns people.

Listening to Lu Beiyou's story about their history, Ashu suddenly understood... From ancient times to the present, countless lives have died under such a sharp edge.

The young Shaq shuddered and suddenly felt that he might not be suitable for the battlefield.

He couldn't even lift the flat sword.

He decided not to go.

Si Kun's army will set out tomorrow, and there is only the last half day left to register.

If you miss it, you may never have such a good opportunity again in the future.

And he still stayed in the store and continued to live his life while fooling customers and eating bread.

Ashu didn't know if this was the right choice - he just felt that his current life was not bad.

…

Lu Meng still agreed with the little Shaq's decision, at least he was self-aware.

He also enjoyed not having to think about getting in with the other newcomers who were sent to the store.

Just slightly weird.

I agreed to buy it, but how come it is put on the shelf?

Cheating the labor force, right?

Fortunately, if these products are sold, I will also receive dividends.

and:

[Weapon Forging 9→10 (Basic)]

Then you can start to officially build the weapon.