C39 The God of Forging(1)

"Hey! Young man, don't go!" When the fatty saw that I was about to turn around and leave, he was so anxious that he quickly went forward and pulled me. "Alright! I'll give you two silver coins each month. I can't give you any more!"

I shook my head and said, "It's not that I feel that the money is too little. It's just that this gun belongs to my father. I will definitely not give it up!"

Fatty understood what I meant. However, when he looked at the war pike, his eyes were filled with reluctance. "How about this? Sell it to me. 50 gold coins!"

I shake my head.

" 100 gold coins! " Fatty directly doubled the price.

I still shook my head.

"500 gold coins!" Fatty gritted his teeth and raised the price to 10 times.

I am still unmoved.

"Young man, don't be too greedy! How about this, 1000 gold coins. If you can't have more, then it will be enough for you to live a happy life for the rest of your life. " Fatty was obviously willing to bleed, 1000 gold coins could indeed let people live a carefree life for the rest of their lives. But how can a blacksmith have so much money? A blacksmith, probably wouldn't even earn 20 gold coins a year.

"Money in cash! Money first, and then goods later. How about it?" Fatty clearly saw through my doubt.

"Boss, I've said it before. This is something that my father passed to me. Even if it takes my life, I won't give it away!" I don't want to be entangled with him anymore. Being teased by him twice makes me furious.

The fatty was so anxious that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He rolled his eyes a few times. He said, "How about this? Since you're not willing to sell it, do you know... There were only the materials for the spear shaft and no matching spear tip to be forged. It can't be considered a perfect spear, what a pity... "

This father also said, could it be that this fat blacksmith has the material to forge a spear tip?

My heart skipped a beat.

The fatty saw that I was slightly moved and seemed very pleased with himself.

"Could it be that you have the materials to forge a spear tip?" I suspect that the fatty is lying to me. In order to find a way to stabilize me, he said those words.

"What is the hardest thing in this world?" Fatty asked.

"Is it Vajra?" This is the hardest element I know.

Fatty rolled his eyes. "Vajra is hard, but too fragile. What's the use?"

I don't say anything. I don't know anything about forging materials. When Fatty saw that I didn't speak, he couldn't help but say, "There's no such element!"

I'm frustrated, no? Then why are you still farting?

Fatty blinked and said, "This element comes from beyond the heavens! What I found on a meteorite doesn't belong to this! But the toughness of this material is incomparable to any metal. I named it 'dimensional fragment'! It's the only one in the world! "

Fatty started to feel proud again.

"Then, what kind of divine artifact have you used to forge it?" I don't really believe Fatty's words.

Fatty was a little depressed, "Only a small piece, and I can't even make a short sword. It's too wasteful to make a dagger. However, if the tip of the spear is the right one, your Soul of the Purple Gold is the ultimate material of the spear. If you have enough Soul of the Purple Gold, I can create a divine artifact!"

The fatty's face began to shine again. Afraid that I won't believe it, he hurriedly pulled my hand and walked into his blacksmith shop.

He took out a cloth bag from under his pillow and unwrapped it layer by layer, revealing a piece of ore with a faint purple light.

The fatty hesitated for a moment and placed the ore on my palm.

Such a small piece of ore, yet it feels very heavy. The instant I touch it, I feel an extremely cold aura that makes me shiver uncontrollably.

"Try hitting it with your hammer!" Fatty seemed to want to prove the value of this piece of material. He placed the ore on the anvil and casually handed me an iron hammer.

"Can I?" I want to confirm Fatty's intentions and save myself the trouble of crushing his treasure. He might even fight me to the death.

"Use all your strength!" Fatty egged me on.

"If I shatter it, don't blame me. You can't go back on your word and ask for my gun as compensation!" Fatty's actions made me feel too suspicious, so I had to say the ugly words first.

Fatty blew his beard and laughed, "If you shatter it, I'll compensate you 1000 gold coins!"

"Okay!" I immediately agreed.

I took a deep breath and swung my hammer towards the ore. How powerful was my strength? And what I can't smash?

Peng! The iron hammer hit the ore. My hand went numb and the iron hammer bounced back.

He took a closer look. The ore had already sunk into the iron anvil, and the iron hammer actually had a hole in it.

"Aiya! You hit it into the iron anvil!" Fatty was so anxious that his head was covered in sweat.

I used the iron hammer to hit the iron anvil a few times. Using the vibration force, I shook the ore out. Sure enough, it was not damaged at all. What a top-grade material! I couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hehe!" Fatty was extremely pleased with himself.

But this material is someone else's. I can't possibly take it for myself. I sighed and asked, "If you sell it, how much will it cost?"

Fatty shook his head and said, "Not for sale!"

"1000 gold coins." Before I could finish speaking, I quickly shut my mouth. If I had 1000 gold coins, I would have bought it without hesitation. However, I don't have a single coin right now.

"No matter how much it costs, I won't sell it!" Fatty rolled his eyes.

I pondered for a moment before cupping my hands and saying, "Farewell!" Since I'm not selling it, then no matter how precious it is, it is meaningless to me.

"Sigh! Young man, don't be so anxious. Look, it's not like I want you to sell your guns!" Fatty quickly pulled me back.