Douluo: random item drop

Carefully examining the mithril he took from Zhengyang, the blacksmith shop owner's eyes shone.

"Little guy, your piece of mithril is of very fine quality and can be made into top-quality weapons. Do you want to sell it?"

Zhengyang nodded, but then shook his head.

The boss was confused for a moment, waiting for Zhengyang to explain.

"This piece of mithril was refined with my blood and cannot be sold, but you can give me a piece of mithril raw stone, and I will charge fifty gold soul coins as a processing fee to forge it for you. How about it?"

The blacksmith shop owner frowned after hearing this.

"Little guy, ask your father to negotiate the price. Do you want to forge it? The hair has not even grown yet, hahahaha."

The surrounding apprentices also burst into laughter. After all, Zhengyang's appearance is really unconvincing. A six-year-old child said that he would help you forge it and only charged fifty gold soul coins. Isn't this a big joke? .

"I'm not kidding." Zhengyang said.

The owner of the blacksmith shop didn't talk nonsense. He pointed to the forging platform not far away and said, "Have you seen that kid? He is 13 years old. He has been learning forging from me for three months. He can barely make iron and stone. How old are you?" , how can I believe it?”

"That's all." Zhengyang directly held the forging hammer not far away on the table in his hand.

It is said that the forging hammer never leaves the body. When the blacksmith shop owner saw that his forging hammer was taken away, he subconsciously wanted to take it back, but was a little surprised to find that Zhengyang easily lifted the hammer in his hand.

The actual weight of this forging hammer reaches 45 kilograms. This guy can pick it up so easily. He seems to be quite capable. Why not let him try it?

After all, the boss is an expert. He can tell a lot of information at a glance. He suppressed his laughter and said seriously: "My name is Shi San. The owner of this shop is also a top blacksmith. You can forge, but there are all blacksmiths." Whether it succeeds or fails, I cannot lose money and let you forge it in vain."

Zhengyang knew that the boss just believed in him a little, and the only thing he needed was a 'deposit'. After all, no one here was a philanthropist. He didn't know the price of a raw mithril stone before, but now he knew it.

'Forging experience +1 has been automatically picked up'

'Forging experience +1 has been automatically picked up'

All the white energy balls falling around are automatically picked up. According to the current forging technology of Zhengyang, the forging experience of these apprentices can only bring them some basic knowledge, such as distinguishing between hard stone and soft stone, and such as gold content and Forging temperature for silver content.

These are common forging knowledge, and they can be regarded as giving Zhengyang, a blacksmith with no brute strength, some theoretical knowledge.

"Okay, at the price of this piece of mithril." Zhengyang said, but added: "I will be responsible until it is sold."

Boss Shi San nodded in agreement.

"But I won't let you suffer. Regardless of success or failure, I will give you 100 gold soul coins. So how many forging hammers do you need? We have them here."

"Boss, let's take your pair of forging hammers. I just lifted them and it feels like they have just the right weight." Zhengyang picked up Shi San's forging hammers without thinking too much and said.

"Oh? Then you have to pay attention. My forging hammer is a double hammer. If you can handle one, you may not be able to handle two." As he said that, Shi San took down another forging hammer from the stand on the side.

Different from the first hammer, the second hammer is entirely red, with one silver and one red forming a sharp contrast.

Zhengyang was a little surprised, but it didn't hurt. Two hammers would be easier to use.

"Don't worry, boss. What I can afford is forged on the apprentice's forging platform. The other places are too high." Zhengyang pointed there and said.

Shi San walked over with Zhengyang.

"Master Shi San."

"Well, let's give your forging platform to this little guy first, so you can take a rest."

Faced with the master's order, the apprentice would naturally not disobey it. He stood up immediately, but did not go to rest. He just walked aside and looked at Zhengyang.

"You go ahead and make preparations first, and I'll get you a piece of mithril." After finishing speaking, Shi San left directly.

Zhengyang weighed the forging hammer in his hand, slightly adjusting to the weight.

"Do you really know how to forge?" the apprentice asked.

"What do you think?" Zhengyang asked.

"I think you are lying. I have practiced hard for three months before I can only forge iron and stone. How old are you? Forging is not as simple as you think."

Zhengyang raised his eyebrows. In fact, he had always been puzzled about the so-called iron stone. What on earth was it?Is it something that beginners must know?Don't understand.

"I don't know what Iron Stone is, but I had just awakened my martial soul when I forged Bailian." After saying that, Zhengyang released his martial soul, and a yellow soul ring symbolizing a hundred years was stunned in front of the apprentice.

"Hundred, a hundred-year soul ring! It's a hundred-year soul ring! You are a soul master!!"

"Is this weird? I am surrounded by soul masters." Zhengyang asked strangely.

Zhengyang didn't feel how powerful his words were, and he didn't know how the disciple's heart was shattered by the Purple Gold Hammer. He only knew that Xiaowu Tang San had already entered the ranks of soul masters, and it was not normal for him to enter the ranks as well. thing?

Among the previous junior soul master students, excluding those extremely prosperous big cities and small towns like Notting City, the conditions for graduation from the soul master academy are to have soul power of level ten and possess a soul ring. The apprentice in front of him was once No. Ding is a student of the Soul Master Academy, but his soul power is always stuck at level nine. He has no choice but to miss out on the Intermediate Soul Master Academy, so he can only come to the blacksmith shop to find a way out for himself.

Seeing the boy in front of him achieve the goal that he had not been able to achieve for six years at the age of six, his heart became dark for no reason, but he also knew that his talent could not be compared with those of those geniuses, so he could only accept it. Fate, accept it all.

"I wish you success." The apprentice said sincerely.

Zhengyang smiled back.

When the Mithril rough stone was placed on the forging table, Zhengyang could feel the heaviness.

The temperature of the forging table has risen. The high temperature of at least [-] degrees Celsius is enough to weaken most of the magazines. Put the rough stone inside, and Zhengyang will quickly remove the impurities by hitting the forging table.

"Watch carefully, this little guy has a lot of experience." Shi San reminded.

The apprentice reluctantly cheered up, looking at the fiery red scene in front of him and Zhengyang's serious and careful expression, he felt something in his heart.

"He is already a soul master, and his first soul ring is at the hundred-year level."

Shi San was a little surprised when he heard this. Six years old, soul master level, century-old soul ring... The power behind this little guy should not be underestimated.

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