无码人妻丰满熟妇区五十路

Chapter 165 - 165: 165 Repair

In his radio inquiries about the Blood Spirit Stone information, Song Jian learned that the price of a unit of Blood Spirit Stone was at least seventy to eighty Doomsday Coins and sometimes it could even sell for a hundred Doomsday Coins per unit.

Compared to Blood Spirit Stone, obsidian is even more precious. Though Song Jian didn’t know the exact price, he was sure that the price of an obsidian was at least over a hundred Doomsday Coins. After all, the area where obsidian deposits were located was where the level 30 elite BOSS lurked, whereas Blood Spirit Stone can be mined in the area plagued by a level 10 elite BOSS.

“Respected Dwarf sir, please give me another chance. I failed this time due to my damaged weapon. Otherwise, 1 surely could have harvested enough obsidian! But I need to ask a favor of you, if you could help me out, 1 promise I can harvest enough obsidian for you!” Song Jian put back the three obsidians he gathered and pleaded earnestly.

“Your weapon is damaged?” Aberdeen was taken aback but quickly became excited by Song Jian’s assurance. He rubbed his hands together and asked, “Can you really gather a hundred units of obsidian? You know, the area where obsidian is…”

Aberdeen hesitated as he was well aware that the obsidian mining area was guarded by a level 30 elite BOSS. Even with his power, he dared not venture there. Comparable to the ratman Ekut; Aberdeen wasn’t even fit to lace his boots.

“Of course, there’s no problem, respected Dwarf blacksmith. After all, I’ve already obtained three units of obsidian, haven’t I?” Song Jian quickly said.

“Very well, in that case, just state your request and I’ll do my best to satisfy you,” Aberdeen finally agreed after some hesitation.

“Actually, I only need you to repair my weapon. I’m sure I can harvest enough obsidian if my weapon isn’t damaged!” Song Jian said.

“Show me your weapon then!” Aberdeen had already anticipated Song Jian’s request when he mentioned his damaged weapon. He nodded for Song Jian to bring it forth.

Song Jian withdrew his rocket launcher for Aberdeen to inspect. Upon seeing it, Aberdeen’s eyes lit up. He eagerly took it from Song Jian and gently ran his fingers over the icy metal shell.

“This is a work of art!” Aberdeen’s face took on a serious expression. The sight of the cracks on the surface of the rocket launcher caused expressions of both pain and anger to flash across his face.

“You must have applied some sort of destructive energy in an attempt to enhance its power, but it ended up damaging the weapon’s internal structure!” Aberdeen’s hands shook slightly as he pointed at Song Jian and said, “You don’t deserve to wield this weapon; its very presence in your hands is a waste!”

“Master Aberdeen, about the obsidian…” Song Jian reminded him.

Aberdeen paused and sighed heavily. He turned and walked back into the Doomsday Blacksmith Shop, cradling the rocket launcher.

“Follow me, I’ll repair this weapon for you. But as a penalty, put a hundred units of obsidian in front of me before dawn or you’ll face the wrath of a level 30 elite like me!” Aberdeen said.

A smirk appeared at the corner of Song Jian’s mouth. When Aberdeen stated that the task must be completed before dawn, he had more or less confirmed his suspicions. He felt about 80% sure that the Doomsday Blacksmith Shop would disappear just like the Doomsday Supermarket after dawn. Regarding whether it would reappear, Song Jian believed that coming to this Zombie City cost Aberdeen a great deal, a price that was certainly higher than the punishment of a level 10 player without a career.

Song Jian followed Aberdeen into the blacksmith shop, which was brightly lit. He noticed that it was a large room of over 600 square meters, far more spacious than it appeared from the outside.

In the middle stood a seven to eight-meter high furnace, and rows of shelves ran along the walls. The shelves on the left boasted all kinds of equipment. Their quality was at least of blue grade, and Song Jian even saw silver and gold-grade equipment neatly arranged on the shelves.

The shelves on the other side displayed various weapons that dazzled Song Jian. Not only were there cold weapons like swords, spears, and halberds, but there were also firearms like pistols, assault rifles, rifles, and sniper rifles. However, the number of firearms was far less than that of cold weapons. “Respected Dwarf blacksmith, are these weapons for sale? I’m willing to offer a satisfactory price!” Song Jian couldn’t help but ask, pointing at a sniper rifle of silver grade on the shelf that radiated chilling intent.

“These are my treasured collections and are not for sale!” Aberdeen refused bluntly.

Staring at these weapons, Song Jian swallowed hard. If he weren’t wary of Aberdeen’s strength, he would have seriously considered killing Aberdeen and seizing everything.

Aberdeen placed the rocket launcher on a workbench, disassembled it into a pile of parts with a toolkit, and then began to inspect each part.

“What kind of mutant energy did you add that could cause such considerable damage?” After carefully checking the damaged parts, Aberdeen seemed to have noticed something. He looked up at Song Jian, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes.

Seeing Song Jian’s smiling silence, Aberdeen didn’t press further, but his confidence in Song Jian’s ability to collect obsidian increased slightly.

“In total, thirteen components need to be reforged, and the launching tube also requires replacement. Give me your three obsidians!” Aberdeen brusquely extended his hand.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Jian placed the three obsidians on the workbench.

“Hmm, wait, the repair will take half an hour!” Aberdeen informed him.

“Will it regain its previous attributes? Can its features be preserved?” Song Jian eagerly asked.

“Huh, who do you think I am? Do you think everyone and anyone can own a Doomsday Blacksmith Shop? You should know, as long as 1 have enough materials, I can forge Legendary or even Epic-grade equipment for you, let alone a lowly blue-grade weapon! Be patient. You’ll find that with these three obsidians, the attributes of your rocket launcher will only get better!”

Aberdeen snorted and grabbed a handful of ore carbon powder, tossing it into the roaring flames. With a ‘bang’, the flames in the furnace flared up, even raising the temperature around them several degrees.

Aberdeen lined up various forging tools on the workbench, from large to small, comprising more than ten types of different shapes.

“Alright, you’re not needed here. You can wait outside!” Aberdeen began to shoo him away.

Song Jian, who originally intended to sneak a peek at Aberdeen’s weapon repair process to possibly understand the art of forging, wore an awkward smile and turned to leave the blacksmith shop.

Before long, he heard the sounds of furious hammering, akin to that of a torrential rainstorm, coming from the blacksmith shop.