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Now that he had some money, the first thing he thought of was how to build a few strong cages. Since this method was feasible, then he would naturally continue to do so. It would be a waste of time and very dangerous. At present, he could only rely on capturing a few small magical beasts to live. As for the future, Tian Cheng had thought about it, but for now, it was better to just take it one step at a time.

He finally found a weapon shop, and it seemed to be the only one in town. There was a big sign hanging in front of the door: Dwarf's Weapon Shop. After entering, Tian Cheng looked around at the sabers, swords and other weird-looking weapons on the shelves, and couldn't help but frown. Even though he was not very familiar with the construction industry of this world, he was able to tell at a glance that these things were all substandard items. None of them were able to enter the eyes of Heaven.

Slightly shaking his head, he thought to himself: "Luckily I don't need to sell any weapons right now, otherwise, with these damn things, taking them home to chop wood would be good enough. Didn't Grandpa say that the Dwarves' weapons were all good quality goods?" "Is the construction industry in this world that underdeveloped?" In fact, it was no wonder that Tian Cheng would think this way. The things that were placed in front of him were indeed not good stuff, and the things that he had seen before were all high-tech made.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out from the store. Although he wasn't as fat as the fatty from the Magical Beast Shop, his body was still slightly fat. It was obvious that his business wasn't bad. Seeing the look of disdain on Tian Cheng's face, he immediately became dissatisfied. However, with the attitude of not making a fuss about it with a child, he still went up to greet him. After all, he was a guest.

The conflicts between dwarves and humans were not something that could be solved by war. Humans had been waging war against dwarves for many years, using all kinds of excuses, in order to obtain the special casting techniques of dwarves, but even though they had been defeated by dwarves, they had never been able to obtain any valuable casting methods. The dwarves that had been captured would mostly use some common casting techniques, but these were not things that normal human blacksmiths could do. The bought dwarven slaves had to forge weapons for their masters to save their lives. Even so, every Dwarf slave worked hard to forge every weapon, not to please their master, but because they saw forging weapons as a sacred matter, and building a good weapon was their lifelong dream. This made the treatment of dwarven slaves in human society far more incomparable to that of ordinary slaves.

Seeing the boss approach him, Tian Cheng quickly retracted his disdainful gaze and put on a respectful expression. After all, he had a request for someone else. The middle-aged owner did not seem to have any opinions because of his naturally formed clothes. Seeing Tian Cheng's smile, the anger in his heart disappeared and he asked, "What does this little brother need? All of our weapons are made by dwarves, so they are well-known for their good quality. " The middle-aged man praised his weapon.

Seeing the boss' warm smile, Tian Cheng had a much better impression of him. At least, he wasn't someone who could judge a person by his appearance. Tian Cheng said apologetically, "Sorry boss, I'm not here to buy a weapon. I'm here to make something." As he spoke, he took out the blueprint and handed it over to him. These blueprints were all drawn overnight by Tiancheng. He separated all the parts of the cage and prepared to take them back to assemble. This way, it would be easy to carry around without revealing his little secret. But in his heart, Tian Cheng had already made a decision. Once he had a certain amount of economic power, he would teach the villagers some hunting techniques. After all, when he and the old man were in a difficult situation, there were many people who had helped them.

Looking at the complicated patterns on the paper, the middle-aged man suddenly felt a headache. He had never seen these things before! Although he could read a few words, he was not a blacksmith. To him, these things were even harder to understand than the Heavenly Book. Wiping his slightly swollen eyes, he returned the blueprint to Tian Cheng, then pointed behind him in embarrassment, "You can go directly to our dwarven blacksmith. I think he will know what you want."

Tian Cheng took the blueprint and headed back towards the house. Following the sounds, he soon arrived at a messy mud hut. He saw a dwarf about 1.2 meters tall brandishing a sledgehammer that completely didn't fit his stature as he heavily hammered on it, his upper body was bare, sweat flowed from head to toe down to his trousers, his entire body was red, and his muscles were wrapped up in pieces of fine flesh. Although he had long known of the existence of the Dwarves, today was indeed the first time he had seen them, Tian Cheng was still unable to suppress his shock, he had no doubt that if he was hit by a punch on his weak body, even if he didn't die, he would be beaten to a pulp.

Seeing the appearance of Tian Cheng, the Dwarf stopped knocking and wiped off his sweat. He rubbed his goatee and looked at the young man before him and asked, "Brat, what is it? I am busy!"

Tian Cheng shook his head and laughed. "I've long heard that Master Dwarf is the best blacksmith in the continent. I've heard that he really lives up to his reputation today!" These words were definitely not Tian Cheng's boasting, but came from the depths of his heart. Looking at the forging conditions, they were extremely simple and didn't have any technical knowledge. To be able to forge to such an extent with just astonishing strength and skill was an incredible feat.

Hearing Tian Cheng's heartfelt praise, the dwarf laughed out loud in satisfaction, "Not bad, boy. You have a good eye. The weapons forged by us dwarves are ranked second in the continent, so no one dares to claim themselves first." After saying that, he laughed again.

Tian Cheng took out the blueprint and handed it to the dwarf. "Master still has to trouble you to pack something. There shouldn't be any problems for you." Tian Cheng knew that there were some things in the design that were hard to do by hand, so he purposely said that.

The dwarf took the drawing and looked at it with a frown. However, after hearing Tian Cheng's words, he relaxed and said, "Don't call me master. I am still a slave!" Call me Luke! No problem, although this thing of yours is a bit difficult, it's only a matter of time. "Oh right, how many sets do you want to make?

Tian Cheng thought for a moment and then said, "Five sets first. If it's not enough, then we'll do it again." The blueprint included two normal cages and one trap. The five traps should be enough for now. As for the ten cages, they would be used as storage.

Luke thought for a while and said, "Alright, I'll take the goods in three days. You're very much to my liking, brat. I won't do anything else for the next few days, I'll just specifically serve you."

When Tian Cheng heard that it would only take three days, he was delighted. He thought it would take another ten days to half a month! Laughing, he said, "Then it'll be more Master Luke. I'll come on time in three days. By the way, Master, are you dwarves like you, who make weapons?"

Hearing this, Luke's smile froze. He lowered his head and sighed before slowly saying, "Of course not. We Dwarves have profound forging techniques. I've only learned a little of it. I'm not even ranked among our tribe." He stopped and looked at Tian Cheng angrily, saying, "If it weren't for the fact that you humans plundered us dwarves and killed us savagely, causing many technology to be lost, we dwarves would not have been reduced to such a state."

Tian Cheng stood there, not saying anything. He felt like he had nothing else to say, and that was the truth. If it weren't for the greed and cruelty of humans, the dwarves might have been doing well instead of being slaves. However, where there were people, there would be competition and slaughter. Only this way would there be progress in society. The rule of survival of the fittest, the rule of the victor being king, no matter which world it was, was followed.

He was full of sympathy towards these slaves. Since he couldn't change the rules here, he could only try his best to help them, but he couldn't do anything now. His previous life might not be much better than the slaves'.

After a while, Luke calmed down and didn't explain anything. He lightly said, "Come and take the goods when the time comes, approximately five gold coins is enough." After that, he ignored Tian Cheng and started to beat the drum.

Tian Cheng also understood Luke's feelings at this moment, so he slightly bowed towards him and didn't say anything. He turned around and walked out of the room. He knew that according to the blacksmith's price, the shop owner would only charge him 5 gold coins for these products that were not considered weapons. Even the most ordinary ones on the shelves would cost dozens of gold coins.