In fact, the undead do not have a so-called military camp. They do not need to be stationed in the endless march. The only logistics force is the blacksmith. Blacksmith camp.
"Welcome! Great Demon King Zhao..."
Qisha stood in front of the former steel plant with arms folded, staring at Zhao Guanren with a half-smile, behind him were a dozen personal guards of Zihuo rank, and a large number of corpse soldiers were entering and leaving the steel plant, constantly cutting armored weapons Transported in and out, it looked like it was in full swing.
"You don't need to line up in a hypocritical way to welcome me. I'm not happy if you're upset..."
Zhao Guanren pedaled a shared bicycle and parked outside the factory gate. Without the usual treacherous smile, he said blankly, "I'm not going to snatch your treasures, I'm just looking for your blacksmith to make a few things. By the way, let's take a look at your military strength. Your next rating!"
"You give us a rating? You really think you are an expert on the dead..."
Qisha laughed contemptuously and jumped onto the dead horse, probably deliberately trying to appear taller than him, and followed Zhao Guanren a few steps behind.
The scale of the blacksmith camp was even bigger than he had imagined. The dozen or so workshops were almost all dwarf blacksmiths. The dwarves were naturally all undead. They were divided into three grades, high, middle, and low. There was also a special repair workshop, which looked very professional. .
"Don't you use human steel..."
Zhao Guanren stopped outside the mid-range workshop. In fact, dwarves are not considered short, with an average height of about 1.5 meters.
"Human steel can't make good weapons, and the garbage produced is used by low-level corpse soldiers..."
Qisha said indifferently: "For Horcruxes above the middle level, the materials must be collected from our hometown. It is very troublesome to transport them once. At present, they are all recycled and reused. New Horcruxes are rarely made, but the Master Workshop cannot be visited. The dwarf's Forging stunts are not passed on to the outside world, and I am not allowed to enter!"
"A group of old-fashioned old antiques, the obsolete things are still treasures..."
Zhao Guanren pedaled his car and continued to move forward, and finally came to an armory guarded by corpse soldiers. Zhou Miao was standing in front of the door talking to the matchmaker.
"Don't wink, the dead will not have good things, good things are not made by them..."
Zhao Guanren got out of the car casually, not giving Qisha any face at all. After entering the armory, he lit the signal stick, browsed the weapons, guns, swords and halberds on the weapon rack, and finally opened the anti-theft door of the small treasure house.
"Hey~ What kind of treasure house is this, a waste recycling bin..."
Zhao Guanren walked in in surprise. There were three rows of shelves in the treasury, filled with messy horcruxes, some of which were already covered with dust, but he said in surprise: "A lot! How do you know there are treasures here?" of?"
"Qisha's personal guard chatting, I overheard..."
Zhou Miao whispered: "The guards said that Qisha is stingy, and they won't use the baby ashes. They also said that the best thing here is the purple heart shield. I just told the matchmaker, and she said that the wooden shield in the second row Inside the box is the Purple Heart Shield!"
Zhao Guanren walked over and picked up a small wooden box. When he opened it, it was a small black shield the size of a palm, with a purple heart gem dotted in the middle.
"Qisha! Can you give me this little thing..."
Zhao Guanren turned to look at Qisha at the door, and raised the small wooden box in his hand, but Qisha asked with a puzzled expression, "Matchmaker! What is this, why haven't I seen it before?"
"Your Majesty! You have so many treasures that the warehouse can hardly fit them..."
The matchmaker spread out her hands with a bitter expression on her face
Laughing, Qi Sha pursed his lips and acquiesced, Zhao Guanren took the box and walked out, saying, "Duo Duo! You and Matchmaker wait for me at the door, I'll go find Master Dwarf to build something, Qi Sha will lead me the way!"
"The dwarves don't belong to me, and the master's temper is also very weird. It doesn't matter whether I want to see you or not..."
Qisha lazily led him out to the outside of a compound guarded by dwarf warriors. Zhao Guanren stepped forward and drew out the soul-killing knife, and said something to several guards.
"Oh~"
The four guards stared wide-eyed in shock. They looked as if we knew each other very well. They quickly ran in and communicated. After a while, they led him into the office building. Instead, Qisha and the others were blocked. Outside.
"Big brother! I heard that you have a magic weapon, let me see your knife..."
An old dwarf with a white beard was sitting behind his desk, holding a can of Budweiser in his hand, and his accent sounded a bit northeastern, which was much more standard than Qisha with a "sock in his mouth".
"Look!"
Zhao Guanren handed him the Soul Slayer Knife, but the old dwarf stood up excitedly, drew out the knife and fondled it back and forth, so excited that he was about to have a heart attack.
"..."
The old dwarf chattered about the dwarf language, but after a while he said in frustration: "This is not a forged knife, it is a magical weapon refined by people using soul fire. It's beyond hope!"
"Can't fix it?"
Zhao Guanren was always worried that the Miehun Knife would break, and the Miehun Knife was as broken as a saw.
"I can't do anything! This is the first time I have seen such a magic weapon..."
The old dwarf shook his head and said: "The skill of forging the sword with soul fire has always been a distant legend for our family, but the original owner must have a very tragic story. It is a magic weapon!"
"Help me look at this again..."
Zhao Guanren handed over the Purple Heart Shield again, and the old dwarf glanced at it and said, "It's just the Heart-eating Shield of the Dark Demons, it's considered a top-tier purple-rank defensive card, not uncommon, but it's better than the gold ring in your hand! "
Zhao Guanren asked in surprise, "Why is it called the Heart-Eating Shield?"
"Actually, this is a trap set by the Dark Demons earlier..."
The old dwarf spread his hands and said: "The Dark Demons deliberately discarded the Heart-Eating Shield to lure unsuspecting human monks. It will unknowingly erode human minds and eventually turn humans into walking corpses. It doesn't matter, we are the walking dead!"
"Didn't you realize that I'm a human..."
Zhao Guanren looked at him with a strange face, but the old dwarf said, "Aren't you the Great Demon King? Sooner or later you will become a dead clan. It doesn't matter if it's earlier. You are welcome to join the dead man's club!"
"Thanks!"
Zhao Guanren looked at him with an aggrieved expression, but the old dwarf pointed at the ice dagger in his waist again, and said with two bright purple eyes, "Would you like to make an exchange with me? I can upgrade the gold ring for you. I’ll give you another purple-rank flame knife, it’s a good deal for you!”
"Do you think I'm stupid? But I have a baby..."
Zhao Guanren took out a plastic bag from his pocket, and when he opened it, there was a piece of scorched black meat with a piece of broken armor stuck to it. He put it on the table and said with a smile: "This is authentic five-clawed dragon meat. The Lord of Darkness once His mount, the one on it is dragon scales!"
"Let me see!"
The old dwarf grabbed the dragon meat, tore off a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth. After chewing, he exclaimed in surprise, "Dragon meat! It's really dragon meat. I want the dragon scales on it. I will give you my best work, you must promise me!"
"No! I want three
items, choose by yourself... "
Zhao Guanren shook his head slightly, and the old dwarf led him into the warehouse with a smile like you are a big sand sculpture.
After a frenzied sale, Zhao Guanren chose three things that looked very rich, and the old dwarf almost laughed his belly out.
"Uh~"
The old dwarf's smile froze suddenly, and Zhao Guanren actually took out another large piece of dragon scale, even bigger than his slap.
"How could you..."
The old dwarf almost went mad with his head in his arms. When it comes to business, the entire dwarf clan is no match for Zhao Guanren.
"Don't be angry, I can give you this dragon scale..."
Zhao Guanren put his arms around him and asked in a low voice: "You know! Sometimes we need to do some private things, and we don't want Yong Ye to know. Do you have that magic ring that can temporarily suppress the magic patterns?"
"No! Never..."
The old dwarf quickly shook his head and said: "We have the ability to create the magic lock ring, but if Yongye finds out, he will destroy our entire family, and the magic lock ring can't be built in a few days, it will take at least several months. Once the furnace is turned on, we're done!"
"That's a pity! I'll make a breastplate myself..."
Zhao Guanren put the dragon scale on his chest and gestured, and the old dwarf clasped his head again and shouted: "No! You can't treat it like this. The dragon scale is a waste in your hands. I can't take it anymore. I'll give you a finished product, but I will never admit that something happened!"
"make a deal!"
Zhao Guanren happily stuffed the dragon scales to him, and the old dwarf opened a secret door treacherously, and used the key to open an iron cabinet engraved with patterns. There were more than a dozen boxes, large and small, inside. Even if it is not opened, it is blooming with light.
"Here you go! Get out of here..."
The old dwarf quickly stuffed a box for him, but when he looked up, he almost died on the spot. Zhao Guanren actually still had a large piece of dragon scale in his hand, with dragon skin and dragon meat stuck to it, which was still not burnt.
"Hey~ I want that shiny thing, and that big gold chain..."
Zhao Guanren handed him the dragon scales, and took out two things from the cabinet. The old dwarf sat limply on the ground, crying, and asked in a mournful voice, "How many dragon scales do you have?"
"Not many! Just one dragon..."
Zhao Guanren let out a smirk, took a big wooden box, put all the loot in it, and while the old dwarf wasn't paying attention, he even grabbed a crossbow, and ran out like a gust of wind.
Qisha waited outside the courtyard and said in surprise: "What did you trade for such a big box of things with the old miser?"
"There is a baby! Come with me to see..."
Zhao Guanren smiled and pulled her into the woods. After putting down the box, he took out the Heart-Eating Shield, held it in front of her and asked, "Are you sure you haven't seen this thing before?"
"Cut~"
Qisha leaned against the tree nonchalantly, and said contemptuously: "I have too many things, how can I remember them all, if you want to take it, take it, anyway, you have a thick skin, if you don't take it, you will take it again!"
Zhao Guanren said again: "Let me ask this, you have Yong Ye's eyeliner by your side, you should know it?"
"I know!"
Qisha said: "Who doesn't have Yong Ye's eyeliner around, the big devil king has a carrot and a pit, and the people below are staring at the devil king's throne, even if Yong Ye doesn't say anything, they will take the initiative to find me. What's so strange about it? "
"If I say that Hong Niang is a traitor, she is the prisoner sent by Yongye, would you believe me..."
Zhao Guanren looked at her with piercing eyes, and Qisha straightened up immediately, and said with a livid face, "You fart! This is absolutely impossible..."