pjbooks Chapter 382 Wildfire Dwarfs, Hero Squad
Chapter 382 Wildfire Dwarfs, Hero Squad
"【Shanxinfang】, one of the top forging workshops in Mormans."
The workshop owner, [Mountain Heart Dwarf], Gulas Gan, is known as the Dwarven Master Craftsman. He holds a prominent position in Mormans and is highly respected by adventurers, but rumors also suggest that he has an extremely eccentric and arrogant personality...
The intelligent AI Xiao Hei of the "Hundred Refinements Divine Machine" introduced itself to Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan hummed in agreement, looking at the [Shanxinfang] that resembled a furnace in front of him.
Just as he was about to step inside.
A surge of intense heat rushed towards us.
Along with it came a fiery human face formed from a fierce pressure, which glared at Jiang Yuan with dissatisfaction and anger.
"roll!"
The strange phenomenon dissipated.
But the lingering heat from the stove fire couldn't be dispelled.
Jiang Yuan frowned slightly.
Is this... closing the door to visitors?
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Where did this newbie come from? Are you dumbfounded? You don't even know the rules of the Mountain Fire Workshop and you still dare to come here? Get the hell out of here and go home."
A middle-aged man with a large beard, who was selling materials at a stall nearby, laughed heartily.
"On Earth, the line of people wanting to have that old man forge weapons could stretch all the way to the Pentagon. You have to make an appointment; without the Mountain Fire Workshop's appointment token, you can't get in here."
"Do you really think ninth-tier blacksmiths are like goblins in the wild, that newbies like you can just run into them whenever you want?"
The middle-aged man with a big beard, who was sitting on the street selling goods, mocked the young man in front of him with disdain.
"Reservation token..."
Jiang Yuan murmured.
"That's right, but those things are rare. They're currently fetching very high prices, and they're very hard to get..."
The middle-aged man with a thick beard stroked his bushy beard as he spoke, feigning profundity, "However..."
"I happen to know some inside information, newbie. If you can offer me something in return, I might tell you some inside scoops..."
Jiang Yuan looked at the seventh-tier adventurer and smiled, "What benefits do you want?"
"for example……"
The bearded stall owner glanced sideways at Jiang Yuan, his gaze fixed on the exposed hilt of a knife at the boy's waist, his eyes filled with a hint of drooling and greed.
That knife is an absolute treasure!
The moment he saw the other person, he sensed the presence of a treasure.
This newbie kid, who looks like he's only at the fourth-level martial artist, actually carries such a treasure with him!
It probably has an extraordinary origin.
With national wars about to begin, judging from his East Asian appearance, he is most likely a participant from one of those countries.
It's best to avoid provoking them as much as possible.
The bearded stall owner forced himself to look away, suppressing his greed, and looked at Jiang Yuan, saying, "Little newbie, you don't seem to be short of money. How about this..."
He raised his hand and held up one finger.
"Ten million Federal Credits, or a dose of the Demon Eye Serpent's venom, and I'll tell you about obtaining the Reservation Token."
"You want ten million just for a piece of information?"
Jiang Yuan scoffed.
"Hmph, it's up to you whether you want it or not. That's rare information that only a very few people know. Selling it to you for ten million is already a bargain."
The bearded stall owner snorted coldly, adopting an attitude of "take it or leave it."
"You have no idea how popular booking a premium card is right now."
"Master Evig, the Weaver, was severely injured while forging a cursed artifact last time. Rumor has it that she was corrupted by the cursed artifact and has been in seclusion for almost a month. Now, the only place in Mormans with a ninth-tier blacksmith is the Mountain Heart Workshop."
"Apart from some ninth-tier grandmasters, even the weapons and equipment of several quasi-kings need to be forged and repaired here. Without an appointment token, no matter how much money you have or how good the materials are, you'll have to wait until next year."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan's heart stirred slightly.
Another ninth-tier blacksmith, the Weaver, was injured?
This was quite unexpected.
He frowned.
Jiang Yuan took another look at the [Shanxinfang] in front of him.
Is this really the only option?
"So, newbie, ten million, want it or not?"
The bearded stall owner's voice carried a hint of urging and impatience.
Jiang Yuan didn't speak, but simply touched his chin.
"Ten million for a single message, that's a bit expensive..."
"Tch, so he's just a penniless newbie. Oh well, forget I said anything."
The bearded stall owner waved his hand, starting to shoo people away.
"Seriously, a mere fourth-tier noob like you is overestimating yourself, daring to come looking for a ninth-tier blacksmith. Forget about forging fees and materials, do you even know if you can use what you've forged? I suggest you just go to 22 Malan Street and find any second-rate blacksmith..."
Jiang Yuan smiled, not angry at all, and simply turned and left.
At that moment, a group of people walked towards them from the end of the street.
The leader was a tall, handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes. He wore golden armor, exuding heroic spirit, his eyes radiating electricity, and his life force was strong and vigorous, giving the impression of a hero from another world.
"It's the American team participating - [Hero Squad]"
"The one in the lead is... Edward Sean!"
Someone read out the name of the leading youth, their tone filled with awe and admiration.
There aren't many rumors about this beautiful woman from the United States, but each one is enough to shock people.
Born into a prestigious family with top-tier bloodline, he risked his life to save others in his youth. After awakening his abilities and becoming a martial artist, he joined the army, abandoning a comfortable and stable life to enter the front line against monsters...
In the United States, he is seen as a symbol of justice, enjoying immense prestige and a large following worldwide.
She is also a shoo-in for the next Tenth Prince.
Jiang Yuan brushed past this group of people.
Edward Sean glanced at him casually, thinking he looked somewhat familiar, but didn't think much of it.
He arrived at the [Shanxin Workshop], reached out and grabbed a golden treasure token that emitted bursts of intense heat.
"Beautiful Country, Edward Sean, please see Master Wildfire."
The bearded stall owner standing nearby was somewhat surprised.
"The reservation token... could it be the legendary one? Wasn't it lost in Thunder Frog Swamp?"
One of the members of the Hero Squad chuckled softly, arms crossed.
"We just fished them out of that lake; it took us some time to deal with those thunder frogs."
"It was a very enjoyable adventure. I would like to do it again if I have the chance." These words were spoken by a thin, closed-eyed boy wearing a tuxedo.
"Forget it, I don't want to get struck by lightning again."
A red-haired woman crossed her arms, her face full of disgust.
The bearded stall owner gasped.
Unexpectedly, these young people actually managed to conquer [Thunder Frog Swamp], where there is a Thunder Frog Lord comparable to an eighth-tier Grandmaster.
"What do you want to forge?"
A deep, resonant voice emanated from within the [Mountain Fire Workshop].
Edward bowed respectfully and said, "I would like to ask the master to help us upgrade our weapons."
"What about the materials?"
"Everything is ready."
"Forging cost 1.5 billion federal dollars."
"Yes," Edward replied without hesitation.
"Come in."
Whoosh!
The golden treasure glowed, enveloping the group of people, who vanished instantly.
The bearded stall owner looked on with envy.
"Giving away 1.5 billion for forging fees so readily, that's what you call a rich person."
Compared to this group of prodigies who are all at the sixth or seventh rank...
That boy in black was really quite poor.
I don't know which small country they're from.
"Who cares? He's just a fourth-tier noob, destined to be cannon fodder in this national war."
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