My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 712 - 243. The New Trials of the Forging Masters and Loyal Brother’s Special Supply_3

Chapter 712: 243. The New Trials of the Forging Masters and Loyal Brother’s Special Supply_3

"You don’t need the Master Craftsmanship tag?"

Chewing on a piece of fruit candy, Little Wei Ming crossed her arms and negotiates with two older brothers in a rather worldly manner:

"Don’t think we know nothing, this scythe is for Lady Shui. She’s a master tailor. She had told us that even if they are of the same grade, standard craftsmanship and master craftsmanship are completely distinct.

We bought this blueprint from a top player at a high price.

There’s only one like this in the game now!

So, the scythe must be made with master craftsmanship and should be veteran-grade quality. Of course, standard crafting could be okay if it can achieve ’commander’ quality or contain very rare tags."

The Broken Sword Master and Hundred Forging Big Horse glanced at each other. After a few seconds of hesitation and their silent exchange of glances, the Broken Sword Master gritted his teeth and said:

"Alright! But first, we need to check the required materials."

"Heh, knew you guys were reasonable. Please proceed."

Little Wei Ming stepped back, made a "please" gesture, and the two forging masters moved forward. They broke the spiritual energy seal on the blueprint and browsed the complete forging sketch.

Soon enough, the two brothers realized that the manufacturing process was more complex than they had imagined.

Broken Sword Master frowned and said:

"Following this process will take at least three days to forge the blade, and it must be processed with alchemy before final quenching. However, based on the materials added, it can indeed contain different attributes.

But there’s one material we don’t have."

He turned to Little Wei Ming and continued:

"We need a creature’s spine soaked in death psychic power, the more complete, the better. It can’t be less than seven segments, and a rib bone for decoration on the scythe.

The blueprint suggests it can be found on ghouls, water ghosts, or similar undead creatures.

You guys need to take care of this, after all, my brother and I are not good at combat, and there are lots of orders piled up. We don’t have time to go to the sewer to ’restock’."

"Sure thing, we’ll head to the sewer right away."

Little Wei Ming grinned, agreed on the material delivery in three days, and then happily hopped out of the forge. But on the way, she saw a new stall set up on a horse-drawn carriage.

Several apprentice alchemists were organizing some bottles and jars. There was a homemade sign next to them that read "Skyfire".

It’s clearly a player’s doing.

The adult NPCs of Transylvania would never adapt to such a complex form of Chinese Characters.

Little Wei Ming promptly got interested, ran to the stand, grabbed a bottle to examine and initiated an item identification:

Name: Alchemical Burn Bottle - Classic Another World Explosive

Quality: Standard - consumable

Traits: Impact explosion - violent combustion - poison smoke spread

Creator: What is the color of loyalty?

Item Description:

[This is the Art of War from Another World, through Alchemy processing, its original yet terrifying power is preserved.]

"Chao! Is this the legendary Molotov cocktail?"

Little Wei Ming was startled and almost dropped the burn bottle.

But quickly, she realized it was good stuff, especially for a long-range shooter like her, who lacks close combat skills - a perfect "standard supply".

A flame that can be ignited and thrown at any given time and will burn continuously is much more convenient than the heavy and expensive witch hunter bombs they’re currently using!

"How much is this?"

Little Wei Ming asked an apprentice player, who looked and drawled:

"20 silver each!

You shouldn’t find it expensive. That bastard Loyal Brother patented the formula with Lady Cui Si. Even if us apprentices make it ourselves, as long as we use tools and materials provided by Lady Cui Si, we need to pay 5 copper ’patent fees’ for each bottle we sell to Loyal Brother.

It’s so annoying.

It’s a common process! That guy is really cunning!"

"It’s kinda pricey, it’s a consumable after all!"

Little Wei Ming wanted to haggle for a lower price.

The small player buyer glanced around and said:

"How about you buy in bulk? Loyal Brother just said he wanted to sell this cartload. He didn’t say this can’t be sold to a rich young lady in one go. I’ll give you a discount. There are 50 burn bottles here. How about 9 gold coins?"

"8 gold coins! Final price, you don’t sell it, I’m leaving."

Little Wei Ming hummed and rolled her eyes.

The seller player initially didn’t want to compromise. But he reconsidered that the wholesale price with Loyal Brother was only 10 silver each. He could still make a profit with the price Little Wei Ming offered, and the saved time can be used to level-up so he simply nodded.

The two happily completed the deal.

The little rich girl packed all fifty burn bottles into a spiritual energy bag specifically for weapons, whistling with joy as she planned to return to Lady Shui and Orchid. But just as she got a few steps away, she heard Loyal Brother’s hoarse voice shouting:

"Freshly baked burn bottles everyone! Essential for grinding monsters and dungeon raids, a symbol of the strong! Bring ten with you and breeze through the Black Iron Trial! Come and buy now, today’s the first day of our discount sale, just 15 silver each! 15 silver won’t let you down, come and grab yours now!"

"What?"

Little Wei Ming was startled upon hearing his sales pitch and got extremely angry.

The maker’s price was just 15 silver and this second-hand dealer dares to mark up a third of the price. He really found a sucker!

And he did find one!

Her!

She was the sucker!

Although she has a lot of money, she can’t afford to be frivolous! Furious, she turned back to argue with the sneaky guy, but the latter was long gone.

"What’s that guy’s name? Scholar something? Little Zhou? Or Little Li? Heh, I knew anything with that name can’t be good!"

Wei Ming gritted her teeth, left seething, and screamed:

"Don’t let me catch you, ’Scholar’, or I’ll toss your burn bottle into your mouth and blow you up! You’re swindling your own people! You’re a heartless bastard!"