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Fine gold is very expensive. If the same volume of fine gold and gold are put together, the price gap between them is like that of jade and hard stone.

Obsidian is not expensive. Of course, this is compared with fine gold. In fact, obsidian is almost equivalent to gold because of its origin. Because the best obsidian is either found in volcanic craters or deep underground, the cost of collection is very high.

This makes the price not cheap.

Star powder is the broken dream of meteorite. The price is almost half of fine gold, and it is not a bargain. Prism diamond, also known as "magic diamond", has excellent magic affinity and is generally used as a lower substitute for prism crystal. The price is the same as fine gold.

It is almost the same as gold, but fortunately the amount used is generally smaller.

With the current strength of this "temporary supervisor", he can't use any of these magic materials, and he won't be able to use them if he advances to a higher level. And now that he is asking the blacksmith openly, he is obviously using his power for personal gain.

The blacksmith raised his head slightly after hearing this man's words, and his very cloudy eyes, which were full of eye drops, fell directly on the bone staff in the hand of the "temporary supervisor".

The demilich and the mummy are not here, so the person holding the bone staff is the highest authority in the slaughterhouse. Although he knows that this person has no good intentions, the blacksmith still has no right to refuse.

I saw the blacksmith slowly retracting his gaze from the bone staff, returning to the flames of the forge, and then pointed sideways to the shelf not far away.

There were several bags and many metal boxes on the shelf that the blacksmith pointed to. The contents of these containers were undoubtedly the precious magic materials mentioned by the "temporary director".

"Hmph! You know what's going on!"

The "interim director" snorted coldly from his nose, then pushed Xiu Yi and another skeleton soldier away in front of him, walked to the shelf unceremoniously, and then started rummaging through it.

Xiu Yi saw him first grab a handful of gold sand and put it into the pocket of his robe, and then started to pick between boxes and bags.

Gold sand is tiny gold particles that can be used directly as currency and can be regarded as hard currency. And what this person picked next...oh, it wasn't him who was picking, but Xiu Yi behind him was picking!

——This piece of fine gold is good and big enough.

——Oh, there is actually an empty stone, what a good thing!

——What is this? It looks a bit like Shiva’s Tears?

——Don’t! Don’t! Brilliant Rock and Submerged Reef Coral cannot be put together! Oh, what a pity, good materials are wasted like this.

The "temporary supervisor" seemed to be unfamiliar with many of the materials, flipping them around and placing them randomly. This made Xiu Yi, who was snooping on the side, quite heartbroken.

Not long after, the "temporary manager" who planned to enrich himself found what he needed, and then he snorted and left without looking back.

Although the lion was asking for this and that, he actually didn't take much. You know, the items on the blacksmith's shelf would cost nearly a million gold coins, but he didn't dare to let go. Because he took

If there are too many, the demilich or mummy will definitely know about it, and if they find out, there is only one outcome, which is death!

The "temporary director" walked away, and Xiu Yi saw him ducking into a low tent. This tent was probably his resting place.

Xiu Yi looked at it for a while, then withdrew his gaze and looked at the blacksmith again.

As low-cost undead, skeleton soldiers will not do anything without orders. So Xiu Yi can only stay here in a daze now.

--Well?

Because of the "temporary supervisor"'s push, Xiu Yi and another skeleton soldier almost stood in front of the shelf where valuable materials were placed. All they needed to do was...

The blacksmith held the tongs in one hand and the hammer in the other. He inserted the tongs into the forge and stirred it a few times, then stepped out of the forge holding a thick metal plate.

Then he placed the metal plate on the anvil, raised the hammer and started hammering while the metal plate was still hot.

This blacksmith's craftsmanship is quite good. In just three or two strokes, the metal plate has a rough outline, which is a huge mask. Judging from the size of the mask, it should be for the sewing monster just now.

use.

The heavily armed Stitch Monster is the nightmare of all adventurers, and it is also a powerful weapon used by the undead to dominate the battlefield.

Seeing the blacksmith busy attentively, Xiu Yi started his little action.

First, he opened the storage space with a tiny movement, threw the most valuable bag on the shelf in, then took out the bag of phlogiston just thrown in, and put it back on the shelf.

The whole movement was smooth and smooth, and in the blink of an eye, Xiu Yi completed the adjustment.

As if he had noticed something, the blacksmith turned around sharply and turned his attention to Xiu Yi. However, Xiu Yi had already completed a series of actions. At this moment, his hands were drooping, pretending to be an innocent passerby. And the skeleton soldier close to the shelf appeared again.

There were two of them. The blacksmith's eyes moved left and right, and it took a while before he returned to the anvil he was hammering.

The skeleton soldiers are not self-aware of low-level undead, and the three in front of them are cannon fodder among cannon fodder. If left alone, they will fall apart again in a few hours. Moreover, the skeleton soldiers are extremely transparent, and it is obvious what they are hiding.

The blacksmith did not doubt what the skeleton soldiers would do or hide. Even if he had doubts, he would only doubt the "temporary supervisor".

"When", "when", "when"...

The blacksmith picked up the hammer and continued to hit the anvil, but the more he hit, the vague feeling that something was wrong in his heart became more and more obvious. He hit it a few more times, and finally couldn't bear the constant feeling of something wrong in his heart, so he knocked

The mask he was beating was stuffed back into the forge, then he stood up and walked towards the shelf.

In widespread perception, blacksmiths do rough work, so they are rough people. But in fact, a truly excellent blacksmith can never be a rough person, but an artist. They will not only pour their efforts into the iron in their hands

Hammers and anvils will also regard various high-quality raw materials as life. After all, turning decay into magic requires materials, and cannot be made out of nothing.

The blacksmith is familiar with the materials placed on the shelf because he has sorted them out. Although he cannot tell how many materials there are in total and how many types of each material there are, the approximate number is still there. At this moment, he walked to the shelf

In front of him, the blacksmith's eyes suddenly widened because he found that the most valuable bag on the shelf was missing! It was replaced by a sack full of phlogiston!

You must know that the contents of this bag are not only the "public property" of the legion itself, but at least one-third of it belongs to demilich and mummies. And the blacksmith himself also has several priceless pieces of rare metal in it. This

The bag disappeared, and the blacksmith immediately became anxious.

The "temporary director" just came here with the purpose of enriching himself. So if there is a little less material on the shelf, there is nothing we can do about it. But when the demilich and the mummy come back, the blacksmith will definitely report it truthfully. What happens next?

To deal with it, that is the matter of the demilich and the mummy. But now, the appetite of the "temporary director" is obviously too big, and a whole bag of things has been taken away!

The blacksmith angrily raised his fist and hit the skeleton soldier beside him angrily. The poor skeleton soldier's sternum was immediately broken, and his body fell apart, turning into a pile of withered bones scattered on the ground. The skull's head also fell on the ground.

It fell to the ground and rolled around several times.

This punch seemed to vent some of the resentment in his heart. Panting heavily, the blacksmith returned to the anvil and took out the beaten mask from the forge with tongs, followed by a series of hard knocks.

——What a hard fist!

After Xiu Yi put the most valuable bag of things into the storage space, he immediately moved his position, moving one of the two "colleagues" to the position closest to the shelf, while he backed away slightly and pulled away from the shelf.

The distance between the shelves. Otherwise, the punch just now would have landed on his chest.

Killing the skeleton soldiers is not difficult. But beating the skeleton soldiers to pieces with one punch is not an easy task. This is purely a matter of strength. The blacksmith looks ugly, but the strength of his arms is obviously not weak.

Xiu Yi didn't know how much the bag in the storage space was worth, because he hadn't had time to count it yet. But what was certain was that his exploration of the underground world had paid off handsomely, because there was a large piece of sperm in the bag.

Gold, just such a piece of fine gold, has already made Xiu Yi a lot of money, not to mention that there are many materials of the most valuable fine gold.

The blacksmith struck the mask faster and faster, and the sound of the hammer hitting the anvil became louder and louder. It seemed that the forging of the mask had reached a critical stage. However, Xiu Yi noticed that there were some cracks on the mask.

, that is to say, this mask has been forged.

Beating a skeleton soldier to pieces with one punch obviously failed to vent the anger in the blacksmith's heart.

The clanking sound continued for a while, until there was a "click", the cracks on the mask further expanded, and the entire mask broke into two pieces, and the blacksmith stopped breathing heavily.

It seemed that due to the exhaustion of energy, the blacksmith's angry expression softened a bit. However, Xiuyi saw that his hands holding the hammer and poker tightened and relaxed, and it was obvious that his heart was still not peaceful.

After a moment, the blacksmith seemed to have made up his mind. He turned around with a hammer in one hand and a pair of pokers in the other, and headed straight for the black tent of the "temporary supervisor".

On the way out of the forge, another of Xiu Yi's "colleagues", another skeleton soldier, blocked the blacksmith's way. The blacksmith started with a hammer, and the skeleton soldier's upper body immediately disintegrated.

It was like a bone storm was set off. The stronger bones of the skeleton soldiers flew up and gradually disintegrated in the air. Judging from the disintegration, people who didn't know might think that there was a high-level spell caster.

Use disintegration on a skeleton.

"..."

Xiu Yi's eyes widened, and his face looked somewhat unnatural. However, now that he looked like a short winter melon skeleton, the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.