Chapter 637

"Is this the weapon you made?" Chen Feng raised the imitation in his hand and asked on the open ground.

The blacksmith seemed a little nervous. After all, this seemingly small young man in front of him was the real authority of the whole order.

As a believer who prays in church as long as he goes to church, the blacksmith has many complex emotions for Chen Feng. Gratitude, respect and fear are intertwined. Even if he is already a master of Silver Peak, there are still some sweat marks on his palm at this time.

After hearing Chen Feng's inquiry, the blacksmith questioned his craft for the first time. Compared with his confidence in explaining his exclusive weapons to others, he seemed nervous and headache at this moment.

Or that sentence, the famous big people in the order stand in front of themselves, just like those on TV. Maybe every sentence has a deep meaning.

What if you're wrong? Will you be punished?

He has just used his accumulated wealth to buy a small two-story building in the center of the city. You know, there is a few power supply areas in order. After more than a year of darkness, he finally re experienced the unique charm of light and electricity.

And... My new wife is pregnant. After the exploration of the treatment department, the baby is very healthy and is a natural awakener. No accident, my life will get better and better, even climbing into the so-called upper class society is not necessarily.

The blacksmith's uneasiness at the beginning turned into a sad face. He didn't want to lose all this. He secretly determined that even if he really screwed up, he should sincerely admit his mistakes and minimize the bad impression.

Chen Feng saw the blacksmith's reaction in his eyes, and there was no superfluous expression on his face.

He is afraid of himself.

For most residents, his name is equivalent to dignity. He is no longer the young man who was nothing and took all his family property to buy hell dogs, but the person in power holding millions of lives and the whole order.

It's very cold at the top, maybe that's the feeling.

In Chen Feng's position, it is difficult to enjoy the so-called friendship and equal treatment, because when anyone faces himself, he first thinks of the master of order, not Chen Feng.

In fact, Chen Feng is very satisfied with this weapon. A cast iron master with only the peak strength of silver has really imitated the endless sword. He keeps improving both workmanship and materials. It can be said that he has reached the point of confusing the fake with the real.

The ore of the weapon is refined iron and secret silver in the abyss, which are minerals not available in the human world. These resources are not rare in the abyss, and it is not difficult to obtain them. If you want to make this sword have the attribute of flame, there is also the most important material, Chen Feng's blood!

The most terrible attribute of endless sword is fire. If you want to add burn effect, you can only add a large number of blood with fire attribute.

In the process of refining, the blood of some wild animals and insects has been added, but the burning strength of the weapon is not strong. It is still effective for ordinary people, but professionals can be immune to most of them. In this case, Chen Feng can only try with his own blood.

Maybe his body was transformed into a burning devil. When Chen Feng drops blood into the long sword, he will add [Fire poison] damage when cutting the enemy's skin. Even professionals of silver rank will die of organ failure if they don't get treatment early.

Moreover, there are many small blood grooves on the imitation, which can effectively make the other party's blood flow faster when waving and chopping on the enemy. Obviously, the manufacturer paid a lot of effort when catching up with the other party.

"The quality of this weapon is very good. You have overfulfilled my task. I heard that your child is about to be born?" Chen Feng put the long sword aside and said to the blacksmith.

"This weapon... Is... Yes... The due date is next month."

The blacksmith loves his work, but he loves his relatives more. When the doomsday happens, he has lost a close relative. When he gets out of trouble and faces the upcoming second life, he cherishes and cares more.

Even if the blacksmith has been paying close attention to Chen Feng's evaluation of weapons, his attention will be diverted when the other party mentions the child in the second half of the sentence.

"I've read your resume. I've always been conscientious. Even if I work alone, I've paid most of the taxes to the order. Take my Oracle to the priest and ask her to arrange a blessing for your child."

As soon as Chen Feng's voice fell, the blacksmith suddenly knelt on the ground. Compared with the tension just now, he now looked grateful and excited.

As the spokesman of the church, Chen Feng has invested countless resources in Li Siyu. Not long ago, the other party finally lived up to expectations and was promoted to the golden rank!

With the improvement of the realm and the mastery of the power of light, Li Siyu has risen to a new height. The so-called blessing is just that [divine baptism] can eliminate the evil diseases of the body. It is a kind of reborn magic, and the effect is better for infants.

This move requires a lot of strength. Therefore, Li Siyu needs up to three weeks of rest after performing it, but rare things are more expensive. That's why it's a great honor to get the blessing of the other party.

This indicates that his child was labeled as a church as soon as he was born, and it is not difficult to understand why the blacksmith was so excited!

For a loyal believer, this is Chen Feng's affirmation of himself and his children.

"Well, stand up. As long as you do well, I won't treat any of you badly. Besides, you seem to like ogres as apprentices?"

Chen Feng looked into the blacksmith's eyes and asked.

The blacksmith stood up from the ground. His face was still excited. He took a deep breath and said, "although the ogre looks terrible, his strength is amazing. Even professionals of the same level don't have the other party's sufficient physical strength. Half of the other party's credit for forging this weapon this time."

"Is that so?" Chen Feng thought for a moment and said, "I will expand your blacksmith shop and send 30 ogres to work under you. I have only one request. Do you have confidence in making 50 such imitations in two months?"

"Fifty?" this obviously exceeded the blacksmith's workload, but when he thought that his men would add a new batch of [Unicorn arms] and the happy event that the child had just been blessed, he nodded fiercely and replied: "I think... I can!"