My Doomsday Simulator Game

Chapter 32 32. Farm Tool Forging Skills

"Fusion."

The bronze round emblem of the talent transformed from the dead apostle's arm, the Silkweaver and the Heart of Corruption fell into the crucible, the soup swayed, and a new talent was born.

"Fusion is successful, and the disaster talent (temporary): Carrion Silkweaver is obtained."

"Carrion Silkweaver (Excellent+): You have the blood of the undead dark, and use the flesh and blood of the corpse ghost as silk threads to corrode its blood. You can change the form of flesh and blood to a certain extent and arm yourself with flesh and blood."

Su Hong's face changed slightly, and pain came from deep in his heart. The dead apostle's arm behind him twitched and grew, and the flesh buds danced wildly, like two crazy wings spreading out.

The dirty blood splashed on the ground with a sizzling sound and white smoke.

The flesh buds moved with the heart, stretched into thin silk threads, intertwined together, and the left arm condensed into a half-body-length flesh shield, and the right arm condensed into a flesh sword.

The flesh sword and shield squirmed from time to time, emitting a faint red light, looking like a living thing.

"Sword and shield?"

Su Hong tried to control it, and the flesh sword pierced the air, making a sharp explosion sound, like cutting tofu, leaving a cut on the body of the scrapped car.

The cut was flat and slightly deformed, and the corroded blood dripped into it, penetrating the chassis of the car, which was enough to show how terrible the power of this flesh sword was.

And this was not the limit of the carrion silk weaver. Under the control of his mind, the flesh sword spread out, turned into countless flying silk threads, and then condensed into a ball, turning into a flesh hammer and smashing down, directly smashing the scrapped car.

There was such a big commotion on Su Hong's side, and Li Jian couldn't have missed it. He hurried over.

When he arrived, there was only a mess and Su Hong who hadn't changed at all.

The man looked at Su Hong with a suspicious look, "What happened just now?"

"It's okay, just a little bit of strength."

Su Hong returned to the original place, and the crazy knight was still waiting for them there.

"Is... is it?" Li Jian walked back with doubts.

"Fellow travelers, attack the mother nest with me and tear apart all the minions of the Protz family."

The knight tightened the reins, and the corpse horse panted heavily and walked towards the bright direction underground.

Su Hong and the others followed behind, observing the surrounding environment.

As they went deeper, the traces of civilized society gradually disappeared, the rotten iron picks scattered on the ground, and the mine carts broke off the broken tracks and fell to the ground, pouring out a large amount of fluorescent feces.

Su Hong grabbed a piece of ore to check. Most of these feces were coarse ores, and the quality was much worse than the feces concentrate that fell from the guard spider in his hand.

"Feces concentrate (excellent material): formed by the feces discharged by the fluorescent spider after years of sedimentation, with a fine texture and strong enough to be used to make fluorescent equipment with special effects."

This feces concentrate is much more interesting, one level higher than the coarse ore. It feels like a hazy emerald in the hand, slightly transparent, emitting a soft light.

Su Hong said regretfully: "I only have treasures, but I don't have forging skills..."

He looked up at the tall crazy knight in front of him for some reason.

Could it be that the skills must be taught by the disaster monster himself?

He thought secretly and said: "Mr. Knight, can you forge?"

The corrosive horse's iron hoof paused, and the crazy knight turned back and stared at Su Hong with turbid eyes, and then glanced at the knight's armor with a thin crack on his body.

A few seconds later, the knight suddenly changed the direction of advance and ran towards the mine in the distance.

Li Jian was stunned for a moment, "Did he really understand?"

"Who knows."

Su Hong followed him, he was very curious about where the knight would take them.

As they walked along, spiders would crawl by from time to time, and a clanging sound came from not far away.

A skinny and rotten corpse in tattered clothes tirelessly swung an iron pickaxe, hitting the fecal stone mine, splashing sparks.

[Dungstone miner in the Mother Nest Mine]

[Disaster level: present world]

[Disaster level: Level 2]

[Disaster equipment: rotten wood iron pickaxe (ordinary), ordinary equipment in the Mother Nest Mine, which has been eroded by years and has long been in tatters. ]

"clang!"

As the outsider approached, the dungstone miner stopped moving, his stiff hunched body turned slightly, and he looked at Su Hong and the other two woodenly.

Seeing the crazy knight in front of him, the miner screamed hoarsely and knelt on the ground, as if asking for the knight's forgiveness.

"Undead creatures should not exist in this world!"

The crazy knight screamed and rolled over, and the miner's bones scattered into a ball.

With the knight leading the way, they moved much faster and arrived at the entrance of the mine in a short while.

Only then did Su Hong see that there was a simple blacksmith shop near the mine, with iron pickaxes and wooden sticks hanging on wooden racks, a rotten chopping board with worms, and many tools placed on it.

A skinny corpse stood beside the cold furnace, hammering the rusty iron felt with a hammer, making a clanging sound.

The blacksmith had nothing in his left hand, but he used tongs to hold the non-existent forging material, flipped it and hammered it, as if he was performing some kind of non-material performance art.

After leading Su Hong and the others to the blacksmith shop, the crazy knight made a hissing sound, as if urging him to do things quickly.

Li Jian hesitated and said, "He seems to want to help you repair your armor."

Su Hong walked forward, glanced at the pickaxe on the wooden frame, and his eyes fell back on the corpse blacksmith.

[Blacksmith Worker at the Mother Nest Mine]

[Disaster Level: Present]

[Disaster Level: Level 5]

[Disaster Skills: Farm Tool Forging Skills (Normal+), including forging of various farm tools, equipment repair and maintenance, maybe it can be used to repair weapons and armor? ]

[Disaster Equipment: Blacksmith Forging Hammer (Normal), just an ordinary hammer, with skilled forging skills, can create a stunning... hoe. ]

Su Hong was a little hesitant. This blacksmith was unreliable no matter how he looked at it. Could he really repair his armor?

"Hello." He greeted politely.

The corpse blacksmith didn't even raise his head, still forging equipment like air.

"Does it have to trigger some conditions, such as helping him complete the forging?" Li Jian asked seriously.

Su Hong glanced at the empty left hand of the corpse blacksmith. Li Jian dared to say it, and he dared to believe it. He took out a piece of dung stone ore, weighed it, and stuffed it into the blacksmith's left hand.

"Dang!"

The forging hammer hit it, and the hard dung stone ore made a crisp sound.

The game prompt appeared, "Forging begins, current progress: 0%, remaining time: fifty years."

Fifty years?

Dense black lines appeared on Su Hong's forehead, and he felt as if he had been fooled.

"Give me back my ore." Su Hong stopped the forging hammer and reached out to pull it out.

He just exerted a little force, but the fire in the eyes of the corpse blacksmith dimmed, and his body physically collapsed into a pile of bones.

Li Jian was surprised and said, "Mr. Su Hong, if he can't repair it, he won't be dismantled."

"If I say he is a scammer, do you believe it?"

Su Hong bent down and picked up the fallen forging hammer from the pile of corpses.

"I found the forging and repair experience of the corpse blacksmith, whether to refine it."