Survival In The Fog: I Can See Hints

Ye Qianfan handed the magma shield to the idiot City Lord.

Seeing that Ye Qianfan held it with ease, the idiot City Lord didn't doubt him, so he stretched out a hand and wanted to take it, but Ye Qianfan shook his head and said, "My lord, I'm afraid you can't hold it with one hand." !"

"Are you underestimating me?" The idiot City Lord said with disdain on his face: "You picked it up lightly with one hand. Even if I am not a powerful warrior, I am still a third-level priest, and my strength is comparable to Second-level warrior, your shield... digs a groove!!!"

Ye Qianfan saw that the idiot city lord would not listen to persuasion, so he let it go.

And the idiot city lord who was still thinking about it, the moment Ye Qianfan let go, his hand that just wanted to catch the shield was almost broken.

He was so scared that he quickly stretched out his other hand to support the mud shield!

But even so...

"Boom!"

The mud shield still fell to the ground, and even cracked the floor tiles of the City Lord's Mansion!

"This... this... why is this so heavy!"

The idiot city lord had an unbelievable expression on his face. He didn't expect that he would use the strength of a second-level fighter to grab a shield. Not only did he fail to hold it, but he even let it fall and cracked the ground!

But at this moment, the idiot city lord finally understood why Ye Qianfan didn't plan to use this magical magma to make armor!

If this thing is made into a full-body heavy armor, who the hell can carry it?

Not to mention heavy armor.

Just make it a shield, no fighter above level 3, I'm afraid no one can carry it!

But in an entire army, how many third-level fighters are there?

so……

It is not reliable to use these magical magma to make armor!

"Master City Lord, I'll help you!" The blue-haired He Jiahao who was at the side was a little surprised when he saw that the City Lord couldn't hold a shield!

He just saw Ye Qianfan with one hand and one hand, and he picked it up easily.

and……

When He Jiahao was attacking the shield in front, he watched Ye Qianfan easily move the large shield in his hand to defuse his attack!

So is this shield really that heavy?

He doesn't believe it!

"All right, all right, take it away!"

The idiot City Lord waved his hands again and again, asking He Jiahao to move the big shield aside.

But He Jiahao directly held onto the handle of the shield with one hand, wanting to lift it up!

But when he tried hard, he realized...

Although he could barely raise one hand, he definitely couldn't do it as calmly as Ye Qianfan, but...

wobbly~

Obviously, he has reached the ultimate weight of his single-handed object!

If a fly landed on the shield at this time, he might not be able to hold on any longer, and he would have to be like the city lord, the shield fell to the ground!

at first.

He Jiahao thought that the reason the city lord couldn't lift the shield was because he hadn't exercised for a long time.

He didn't know until now that the gap between them and Ye Qianfan was huge. The two sides were not at the same level in terms of strength or attack power!

So frustrating!

He Jiahao no longer tried to be brave, but silently picked it up with both hands and moved it away...

"This magic magma is really a good thing." The idiot city lord couldn't help but sighed: "It's a pity that it can't be used as armor, otherwise it can save a lot of money! And it's a pity that the defense value of this thing is so strong... "

"It's not a pity at all." Ye Qianfan smiled and shook his head and said, "My lord, if this thing can do everything, how can you make more money from the equipment? Equipment and food are both Big money maker!"

"How to say?"

The idiot city lord's eyes lit up when he heard that there was money to be made.

And Ye Qianfan is not hesitant to give advice. As an ultimate profiteer, the key point is how to make everyone satisfied. As for whether someone loses because of this, it is none of his business.

"It's very simple!" Ye Qianfan said with a smile: "I know a wandering merchant, and he has many dwarf friends. If the city lord buys equipment from him, he only needs to pay a little handling fee and friendship fee!"

"A set of ordinary first-level equipment, if I go to talk about it, it is estimated that one hundred dragon coins can get a set."

"If it's second-level equipment, it probably won't exceed a thousand dragon coins!"

"As for the market price of these equipment, the first-level equipment costs at least 200 to 300 dragon coins, right? The second-level equipment costs at least 1,500 dragon coins?"

"If the Lord City Master reports at this price, then..."

When Ye Qianfan said this, he believed that the idiot City Lord should be able to understand.

The idiot city lord heard the words, and he nodded repeatedly: "Then I will give you 10% of the thank you fee, which is what you deserve, the deputy city lord!"

"It's easy to say!"

Ye Qianfan smiled and nodded repeatedly, showing how important wine table culture is.

The general had spent several years and hadn't been able to get the equipment. Ye Qianfan just had a drink with the idiot city lord, and he got the equipment and made a lot of money.

After all, he didn't need to go to Lao Bai to get these so-called first and second level equipment.

But self-produced and self-marketed is enough.

At that time, he sent people to dig up a large amount of ore from the mine, and the equipment, as long as people who learned the skills, could forge it infinitely.

His territory is enough to open an equipment production line!