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If it were for other reasons, Nicole might have more doubts. She is a smart Nicole.

However, when it came to eating, the golden python Nicole's brain was instantly filled with paste. If Su Mo told her that the meat of the golden python was very delicious, she might be willing to offer herself to Su Mo to kill her.

In this way, you can make a charcoal-roasted golden python, and after it is refreshed, you can eat your own meat happily.

Laifu used small lightning three times and took several magic pills before he killed the Buffalo King.

It kills and Nicole kills, both drop the same things, but the problem lies in the usage level of the items dropped by the monster. Generally speaking, the usage level is affected by two aspects.

One is the level of the monster itself. A level 5 monster can never drop level 50 equipment.

The other is the level of the killer. The level of items dropped is obviously different between Laifu's kill and Nicole's kill.

After killing the Buffalo King, Laifu ran over and looked at the drop.

A piece of silver equipment was lying on the ground.

There is only one thing, there is no second one, and there is no guild order.

This is really a sad story, but it is also very reasonable. It is good if the BOSS can drop a piece of silver equipment, and it is not unusual to drop blue equipment.

Fortunately, it is level 30 silver equipment.

It's for the priest profession. Although it doesn't have special effects, its basic attributes are pretty good. It won't be a problem to sell it for 2,000 yuan.

Then ask if you want Huoling Xiwu.

Of course it won't be free. Su Mo is not a pervert who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman. He can give his brothers and sisters nothing for free, but he and Huoling Xiwu don't have such a good relationship yet. Not bad for a greeting.

"I want this thing." Laifu asked Nicole for her opinion symbolically.

The golden python Nicole had no objection at all. Laifu was now her food and clothing parent. She couldn't wait to take out two backpacks: "Come on, man, it's time to work again."

"It's really troublesome. I really miss modern industry." Laifu sighed helplessly.

“What is modern industry?”

"Well, a thing that can quickly cut beef, forget it, it doesn't make much sense." Laifu didn't intend to help a giant python popularize science about industry.

In the world of the game, the industrial revolution has begun.

A large number of factories and workshops began to appear in towns and cities, big businessmen began to seek their own social status, and the contradiction between the enlightened nobles and the conservative nobles became increasingly acute.

In terms of technological productivity, it is almost equivalent to Europe in the mid-19th century.

However, game elements such as magic, holy light, combat professions, auxiliary professions, etc. are mixed in, making some places more backward than the actual Industrial Revolution period, while some places are more developed.

Such as space teleportation, space backpack, medical treatment...

Here, Laifu has broken down a whole cow. He must be grateful that this is a game and it "only" took him more than an hour.

It's a pity that it can only be equipped with one backpack. Throw away the one with eight slots, equip it with one with twenty slots, put the other twenty slots in the backpack, and throw away all other things, so that you have nineteen slots to carry it. thing.

Its claw sleeves are always on the paws and retracted, so they don't take up space in the backpack.

With nineteen compartments, it is actually enough for Laifu to carry everything here, including hairy tripe, yellow throat, beef tongue, beef liver, beef tendons, etc. Laifu even puts the cattle whip into the backpack.

A piece of level 30 equipment, two backpacks with 20 compartments, and a whole cow. Today's harvest is not ordinary.

Laifu bid farewell to the golden python Nicole with great satisfaction.

Nicole started crying again because she was hungry again.

I can’t afford it, I can’t afford it!

Laifu found Su Mo and dug him out. One man and one wolf quickly left the place.

Su Mo first mailed everything to Su Xiaojiu, and then took Laifu to Keni Fishing Port. He planned to ask the blacksmith to help him take a look at the Elf Sword.

The origin of this elven sword is terrible, but its power is unfortunately very pitiful.

When Su Mo came in, the little blacksmith was still struggling to make arrows. Although he was very skilled in his craftsmanship, he was a little overwhelmed by such a huge quantity.

Therefore, when he saw Su Mo, the culprit, he turned around unfavorably.

"Why are you acting like a little daughter-in-law and getting angry?" Su Mo didn't notice anything, and didn't feel that he had offended the other party in any way.

The young blacksmith ignored him until a sword was handed to him.

"What the hell is this?"

"I got a new weapon recently. Let me take a look." Su Mo looked at the other party expectantly, hoping that the other party would immediately pay homage to him.

"What a mess, don't send all the garbage in front of me. If you don't have a weapon, just pick one off the counter and take it away." As he said this, he threw Su Mo's Elf Sword into the stove.

Su Mo was frightened to death. He threw himself on the stove and snatched the Elf Sword out.

The stove in the blacksmith shop, could it be an ordinary stove? Even in a moment, Su Mo was burned half to death, his hands turned into coke, and his hair was ignited, and there was a drive that gradually spread.

The little blacksmith was dumbfounded. He picked up the bucket next to him and poured it on Su Mo's head.

Su Mo's handsome face was completely disfigured, the kind that would scare a child to tears. His hands could no longer move, but he still held his Elf Sword tightly.

"A rusty iron sword, do you need to be so precious?" The little blacksmith was still surprised.

"A rusty iron sword? Look carefully. Is this a rusty iron sword?" Su Mo said through gritted teeth. If it weren't for the long-term supply of arrows, he would definitely stuff Sony into the stove.

"It is indeed a rusty iron sword." Little Sony grabbed the elf sword.

By the way, he also tore off a piece of flesh from Su Mo's hand. After removing the skin, Su Mo exuded an alluring meaty aroma, and his hands were almost cooked.

"How could I come to you with a rusty iron sword? Do you think I'm idle?" Su Mo was almost furious.

"No matter what the reputation of your sword is, at least in my eyes it is just a rusty one..." The little blacksmith suddenly stopped talking: "Wait a minute, why are these rust stains not damaged at all?"

He just threw the blacksmith into the fire. No matter how quickly Su Mo rescued him, the fire in the furnace would have a burning effect on the rust.

However, none of the rust that was there before is missing.

The young blacksmith's family has been blacksmiths for generations, and he has been blacksmithing since he was a child. Even at a glance, he can remember the size, arrangement, and color of several obvious rust spots...

None of these have changed!

"This is an elf sword. You know nothing. How can you burn away the rust? That's not right. If the rust won't damage it, then once the durability is gone, can this sword be damaged?" Su Mo felt that his brain was spinning. It has become a paste.

It must have been burned.