Adult fairy tale: Starting with social security black silk Little Red Riding Hood!

A crowd of people stood around watching, and the number of people fighting quickly increased from two to three or five.

What an eye-opener!

Rod, who had never seen such a cringeworthy scene, quickly averted his gaze from the plump black woman.

If he kept looking, he felt like he would get a stye.

He walked through the long street and arrived at a shop called Old Man's Weapon Shop.

As soon as he entered, the surrounding light was dazzlingly bright.

Under the lights, various weapons emitted a cold gleam, reflecting the light like mirrors.

"What do you want?"

Hearing the movement, a Chinese middle-aged man with a bare upper body, thick body hair, and covered in sweat walked out, smoking a cigar.

He was holding a hammer in his hand, obviously having just finished working.

He picked up a beer from the table and gulped down a few mouthfuls before looking at Rod, who was standing at the door.

"I want to buy some weapons."

Rod looked at the cold weapons in the room with interest, feeling that he had come to the right place.

"Some?"

The boss glanced at Rod in surprise. It wasn't that he had never sold weapons before, but most people bought one or two weapons for collection out of interest.

It was rare to see someone buying in bulk.

"They're all here. Take your time and choose, but the weapons here are very expensive."

"I'm afraid you can't afford them."

The boss said casually, pointing to the weapons hanging on the walls on both sides.

Rod nodded and began to browse.

As he browsed, he suddenly realized that the weapons here looked a little familiar.

A spiral greatsword with fiery red patterns and a charred black body.

A domineering greatsword with a goat-head demon carved on the handle, its eyes even glowing.

Two wide short swords the length of a forearm, connected by a chain.

A delicate longsword forged from silver.

"The Greatsword of Artorias... Frostmourne... Blades of Chaos... Silver Sword..."

"Yamato... Hidden Blade... Leviathan Axe... Rebellion... Buster Sword... Ebony \u0026 Ivory... The Saint's Whip..."

"Damn, that's quite a collection."

Rod's mouth twitched. He never expected the owner of this weapon shop to be a game enthusiast.

They almost perfectly replicated the appearance of these games' weapons, and the quality was also good.

Rod even found a full set of knight armor and an Eternal Bulwark shield in the innermost part.

For a moment, he looked at the boss with an increasingly complicated expression.

This boss's background is a bit complicated.

"Don't look at me like that. It's all for a living."

The boss shook his head helplessly at Rod's gaze.

His family had been blacksmiths for generations, and he also liked the profession.

However, in this day and age, who would still buy cold weapons? No matter how good your kung fu is, you can't stop a bullet.

At most, there would be a cold weapon collecting enthusiast who would come and buy one.

But, people can't starve to death, right?

So, he made a difficult decision that went against his ancestors' wishes.

Innovate!

Since ordinary cold weapons couldn't be sold, he made the weapons into special shapes.

He found various classic equipment models online, created finished products, and sold them at high prices to game enthusiasts with collecting habits.

The result was very good. The shop's revenue soared tenfold.

Barely enough to support himself.

Chapter 56: Delivered to the Door!

"The items are good."

Rod nodded, looking at the pile of weapons in the room.

"I want all of these."

The more weapons the magical treasure, Lament of the Fallen, fused with, the more weapon forms it unlocked.

So, the more weapons, the better, of course.

He now had millions of dollars in his account anyway, so he wasn't afraid of spending it.

After all, under normal circumstances, he couldn't spend it all.

"All of them?"

The boss was slightly stunned when he heard this and couldn't help but remind him.

"The weapons here are all handmade, so the price is relatively expensive. This one alone costs thousands of dollars."

Rod glanced at the weapons in the room.

Counting the armor and shields in the warehouse, there were only a few dozen items in total.

Even if each item was priced at two thousand dollars, the total value would not exceed one hundred thousand dollars.

"Swipe my card!"

Rod took out his card and placed it on the table.

Tens of thousands of dollars?

Was that even considered money to him?

Hiss!

The boss took a slight breath. After confirming that the young man in front of him was not joking, his face immediately filled with joy.

He didn't expect that he would directly sell all the goods he had accumulated for several years.

Afraid that Rod would go back on his word.

After receiving the money, the boss took the initiative to help deliver the goods to his door.

He was so enthusiastic that Rod felt a little uncomfortable.

"This is my business card. If you need anything in the future, feel free to contact me."

Before leaving, the boss left a business card.

He also enthusiastically stated that he could deliver goods to his door at any time.

After all, he had to hold on to such a super customer.

One order could be worth two or three years of income.

"Doug? Dog Bro?"

Looking at the name on the business card, Rod's eyes were strange.

This name was really as unique as the boss.

Shaking his head, he took out the ice-blue greatsword from his personal space and touched Lament of the Fallen to these weapons.

Instantly, the ice-blue greatsword slowly melted, devouring the weapons it touched like a liquid.

Its form also slowly transformed into the appearance of the weapons it devoured.

In half an hour, Rod had fused all the weapons into Lament of the Fallen.

"It feels like something is still missing."

Rod thought for a while, took out the crucifix necklace and directly fused it with Lament of the Fallen.

Lament of the Fallen, which was originally in the form of a greatsword, instantly turned into the form of a necklace.

The necklace radiated an aura of divine power, and at the same time, a chilling aura that penetrated the soul inadvertently permeated out.

Rod was filled with amazement.

It had to be said that the growth potential of this magical treasure was simply heaven-defying.

Regardless of what it devoured, it could gain the power and characteristics of that item.

Theoretically, it had infinite growth potential.

Moreover, the most important thing was that the power and characteristics of the fused magic items did not exist in isolation, but could be superimposed and fused onto any one form.

That is to say, in the crucifix form, it could simultaneously have the blessing of divine power and frost power.

In other weapon forms, it could also receive the blessing of these two powers.

If it could fuse with multiple magical items, it could simultaneously receive the blessing of several or even dozens of magical item powers during battle.

How terrifying would the power be?

As long as Lament of the Fallen could withstand it, the power of the weapon should theoretically have no limit.

It was hard to imagine how high the alchemy achievement of the person who refined this magical treasure was.

Even in the history of the entire Fairy Tale World, there were probably only a handful of alchemists with such alchemy skills.

If he wasn't sure that he could perfectly replicate this magical treasure,

He would have really wanted to sacrifice this thing to get a glimpse of the alchemy realm of a top alchemist.

"Knock knock knock!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Rod frowned, his expression a little puzzled.

Who is it?

Could it be Emma again?

That shouldn't be the case. He had violently whipped that woman yesterday, and she should need at least two or three days to recover.

To be in such a hurry to come to him, how thirsty could she be?

Wasn't she afraid of her clam shell being smashed?

Wearing slippers, he came to the door and looked out through the peephole.

A tense, flustered face, full of mature housewife vibes, came into view.

Tessa!

Rod was stunned. Why did this woman suddenly come to him?

Could it be that she was thirsty?

That shouldn't be the case.

Although adultery was not uncommon in the Lighthouse Country,

He had never seen a housewife who brought her daughter along for an affair.

Thinking in his heart, Rod opened the door.