Chapter 190： Forging (1/2)
Song Jian walked to the booth of a few people and gave a glance, his eyes suddenly flashed;
”What is this glove? How to sell it?” Song Jian asked, pointing at several fine iron gloves in front of a person's booth. vertex
”Fine iron gloves (white), unknown role.”
”Brothers have good eyesight. This is a white-quality forged material. It can make blue-quality ten-level equipment and fine iron gloves. This is a blank. It can also increase the forging power after use. How about it? Try it, it's cheap anyway, even if the forging fails, it's not a loss! ”Said the stall man's eyes, whispered;
”Is it really possible to forge a ten-level blue-quality glove?” Song Jian's eyes showed a doubtful expression, an expression of disbelief.
”Of course, you can look at its properties by yourself, although it has an unknown effect, but you just know its name, you can definitely forge a full set of precious materials! I can buy one with only five doomsday coins here, five Even if you fail, how much you can lose, you should spend money on forging proficiency, and you will not lose! ”The man pushed hard for it;
Song Jian hesitated for a moment and nodded and said: ”Well then, I have bought all five fine iron gloves here. Just forging proficiency, white quality materials, even if the forging fails, it can increase the forging proficiency. ! ”
”That's right, big brother, you definitely won't lose it!” The man grinned, this ”fine iron glove” was useless at all, sold to the system store, and the recycling price was only one doomsday coin, and it was not at all Forged material, throw it to the forging table, and the system will prompt you ”This item cannot be forged”.
”Hey, brother, I also have three fine iron gloves here, sell five doomsday coins, the materials required for the forging experience can be a lot!” One person said quickly;
As long as the Iron Fist is killed, the Iron Fist zombies have a certain chance to drop. Since tenth level, these people have been hunting monsters here, killing at least hundreds of Iron Fist zombies, and almost everyone has burst a few fines. Iron gloves.
Song Jian bought all the fine iron gloves on the stalls of several people next to the fountain, and bought a total of twenty, which cost one hundred doomsday;
After the acquisition, Song Jian was not in a hurry to leave, and looked at a few people and asked, ”Did you complete the task of creating a safe house?”
”It's done, what's the matter, man, you haven't finished yet, are you short of materials? I still have some wood and stone here!” The man who first sold Song Jian's fine iron gloves shone and said quickly;
”No, I just want to ask, you guys also took the inaugural task. Need to find the ten combat professional instructors?”
”Yeah, a few of our brothers have this main task, but this task requires finding a combat professional instructor in this city. It is too wasteful of time. It ’s better to upgrade and search at the same time. Maybe luck. ”” Said one person beside him;
”Did you meet the combat professional instructor?” Song Jian's eyes brightened. He has now found seven combat professional instructors, and he still needs three. If not the combat instructor that Han Hai said failed, he needs two more. To complete the task;
”No, it is important to upgrade. I have now risen to 56% of the 10th level. After the 10th level, I need too much experience. Otherwise, we won't run here to leapfrog!”
”No, no, this city is too dangerous. It may turn around, maybe it broke into the monster's lair. By the time you die, you don't know how to die, but you should try your luck while upgrading.”
”Yeah, we've been here for three days, and the experience value hasn't even reached the first level. This game is too difficult to play!”
Several stall people complained;
Song Jian shook his head. It seems that these guys are all monsters, and they do n’t know yet. If they do not complete the inaugural task, the experience value will be locked, and they will never be improved to the eleventh level.
Looking at the distance, Song Jian directly placed a ”fine iron glove” in front of himself, waiting patiently;
”Hey, brother, don't you practice forging skills, what are you doing here?” The man next to him asked curiously, glanced at the fine iron gloves placed in front of him, and some Zhang Er monks had no idea what Song Jian was about what.
”Oh, I didn't learn forging skills ...” Song Jian said indifferently.
”Then you are ...”
”Hey, brother, do you know what this fine iron glove is for!” Someone responded and asked quickly.
”Oh, you will know after a while!” Song Jian laughed;