Chapter 165: Chapter 165 Repair
Translator: 549690339
Upon hearing Aberdeenâs offer to buy obsidian at the price of ten Doomsday Coins, Song Jian kept a calm face, but he couldnât help but curse inwardly.
In his radio inquiries about the Blood Spirit Stone information, Song Jian learned that the price of a unit of Blood Spirit Stone was at least seventy to eighty Doomsday Coins and sometimes it could even sell for a hundred Doomsday Coins per unit.
Compared to Blood Spirit Stone, obsidian is even more precious. Though Song Jian didnât know the exact price, he was sure that the price of an obsidian was at least over a hundred Doomsday Coins. After all, the area where obsidian deposits were located was where the level 30 elite BOSS lurked, whereas Blood Spirit Stone can be mined in the area plagued by a level 10 elite BOSS.
âRespected Dwarf sir, please give me another chance. I failed this time due to my damaged weapon. Otherwise, 1 surely could have harvested enough obsidian! But I need to ask a favor of you, if you could help me out, 1 promise I can harvest enough obsidian for you!â Song Jian put back the three obsidians he gathered and pleaded earnestly.
âYour weapon is damaged?â Aberdeen was taken aback but quickly became excited by Song Jianâs assurance. He rubbed his hands together and asked, âCan you really gather a hundred units of obsidian? You know, the area where obsidian isâ¦â
Aberdeen hesitated as he was well aware that the obsidian mining area was guarded by a level 30 elite BOSS. Even with his power, he dared not venture there. Comparable to the ratman Ekut; Aberdeen wasnât even fit to lace his boots.
âOf course, thereâs no problem, respected Dwarf blacksmith. After all, Iâve already obtained three units of obsidian, havenât I?â Song Jian quickly said.
âVery well, in that case, just state your request and Iâll do my best to satisfy you,â Aberdeen finally agreed after some hesitation.
âActually, I only need you to repair my weapon. Iâm sure I can harvest enough obsidian if my weapon isnât damaged!â Song Jian said.
âShow me your weapon then!â Aberdeen had already anticipated Song Jianâs request when he mentioned his damaged weapon. He nodded for Song Jian to bring it forth.
Song Jian withdrew his rocket launcher for Aberdeen to inspect. Upon seeing it, Aberdeenâs eyes lit up. He eagerly took it from Song Jian and gently ran his fingers over the icy metal shell.
âThis is a work of art!â Aberdeenâs face took on a serious expression. The sight of the cracks on the surface of the rocket launcher caused expressions of both pain and anger to flash across his face.
âYou must have applied some sort of destructive energy in an attempt to enhance its power, but it ended up damaging the weaponâs internal structure!â Aberdeenâs hands shook slightly as he pointed at Song Jian and said, âYou donât deserve to wield this weapon; its very presence in your hands is a waste!â
âMaster Aberdeen, about the obsidianâ¦â Song Jian reminded him.
Aberdeen paused and sighed heavily. He turned and walked back into the Doomsday Blacksmith Shop, cradling the rocket launcher.
âFollow me, Iâll repair this weapon for you. But as a penalty, put a hundred units of obsidian in front of me before dawn or youâll face the wrath of a level 30 elite like me!â Aberdeen said.
A smirk appeared at the corner of Song Jianâs mouth. When Aberdeen stated that the task must be completed before dawn, he had more or less confirmed his suspicions. He felt about 80% sure that the Doomsday Blacksmith Shop would disappear just like the Doomsday Supermarket after dawn. Regarding whether it would reappear, Song Jian believed that coming to this Zombie City cost Aberdeen a great deal, a price that was certainly higher than the punishment of a level 10 player without a career.
Song Jian followed Aberdeen into the blacksmith shop, which was brightly lit. He noticed that it was a large room of over 600 square meters, far more spacious than it appeared from the outside.
In the middle stood a seven to eight-meter high furnace, and rows of shelves ran along the walls. The shelves on the left boasted all kinds of equipment. Their quality was at least of blue grade, and Song Jian even saw silver and gold-grade equipment neatly arranged on the shelves.
The shelves on the other side displayed various weapons that dazzled Song Jian. Not only were there cold weapons like swords, spears, and halberds, but there were also firearms like pistols, assault rifles, rifles, and sniper rifles. However, the number of firearms was far less than that of cold weapons. âRespected Dwarf blacksmith, are these weapons for sale? Iâm willing to offer a satisfactory price!â Song Jian couldnât help but ask, pointing at a sniper rifle of silver grade on the shelf that radiated chilling intent.
âThese are my treasured collections and are not for sale!â Aberdeen refused bluntly.
Staring at these weapons, Song Jian swallowed hard. If he werenât wary of Aberdeenâs strength, he would have seriously considered killing Aberdeen and seizing everything.
Aberdeen placed the rocket launcher on a workbench, disassembled it into a pile of parts with a toolkit, and then began to inspect each part.
âWhat kind of mutant energy did you add that could cause such considerable damage?â After carefully checking the damaged parts, Aberdeen seemed to have noticed something. He looked up at Song Jian, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes.
Seeing Song Jianâs smiling silence, Aberdeen didnât press further, but his confidence in Song Jianâs ability to collect obsidian increased slightly.
âIn total, thirteen components need to be reforged, and the launching tube also requires replacement. Give me your three obsidians!â Aberdeen brusquely extended his hand.
After hesitating for a moment, Song Jian placed the three obsidians on the workbench.
âHmm, wait, the repair will take half an hour!â Aberdeen informed him.
âWill it regain its previous attributes? Can its features be preserved?â Song Jian eagerly asked.
âHuh, who do you think I am? Do you think everyone and anyone can own a Doomsday Blacksmith Shop? You should know, as long as 1 have enough materials, I can forge Legendary or even Epic-grade equipment for you, let alone a lowly blue-grade weapon! Be patient. Youâll find that with these three obsidians, the attributes of your rocket launcher will only get better!â
Aberdeen snorted and grabbed a handful of ore carbon powder, tossing it into the roaring flames. With a âbangâ, the flames in the furnace flared up, even raising the temperature around them several degrees.
Aberdeen lined up various forging tools on the workbench, from large to small, comprising more than ten types of different shapes.
âAlright, youâre not needed here. You can wait outside!â Aberdeen began to shoo him away.
Song Jian, who originally intended to sneak a peek at Aberdeenâs weapon repair process to possibly understand the art of forging, wore an awkward smile and turned to leave the blacksmith shop.
Before long, he heard the sounds of furious hammering, akin to that of a torrential rainstorm, coming from the blacksmith shop.