The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead
Chapter 378 - 376 Weapons

Chapter 378: Chapter 376 Weapons

The small wooden house sent express deliveries overnight, and various plants were showcased on the Star Network.

At this moment, Nian Shutong was not practicing cultivation.

Driving out the Shadowless, she went directly to the Gobi desert wasteland she had visited last time.

This place was deserted, and no wildlife had ventured here since her last battle with Big Iron Bull; it was terrifyingly still.

Of course, Nian Shutong was not the type to be frightened.

Even if she faced Ghost Cultivators, she had cut down several of them.

Her purpose for coming here today was singular: artifact crafting.

Last time, she had obtained the corpse of Big Iron Bull, and today she went to Rubble’s workshop to consult with Ji Sisi about Mecha crafting materials.

She felt that the hardness of a Mecha was comparable to some of the Magic Artifacts from the Immortal Realm, so after finding out, she placed an order on the Star Network, set the location to the Gobi desert, and prepared to see whether there was anything she could use.

Just a few minutes after Nian Shutong arrived at the Gobi desert, the materials she had ordered arrived.

After signing for the delivery, she looked at the large box in her hands and said, "There has to be something in here! Otherwise, I’ll really feel heartbroken!"

The box in front of her was roughly thirty centimeters square, but the contents had cost Nian Shutong over eight hundred million.

One could only imagine how rare some of the materials inside were.

Otherwise, a gold-colored robot would not have come to deliver the goods.

Nian Shutong had come to understand that silver was the lowest grade, black was better, and this was the first time she had seen gold.

The color signified the preciousness within.

She opened the box, took out a lantern she had brought with her, and set it aside.

When the box was opened, inside lay seven neatly arranged small boxes, each requiring the purchaser’s spiritual power confirmation to be opened.

It was somewhat similar to a password lock.

Nian Shutong channeled her spiritual power and opened the first box, inside was a pool of liquid, the color of flowing gold.

"Daodao, come out and take a look."

Nian Shutong wasn’t entirely sure herself, so she called out to Daodao to help identify it.

A green vine, glittering with green light, appeared on Nian Shutong’s body.

"Hey, hey, tone down your glow," she said.

"You’re so bright, should I be looking at you or the materials?"

Daodao said aggrievedly, "Understood, Master."

"I just thought you liked it."

"Alright, alright, you can shine brightly later. Right now, you’re too bright and we can’t see clearly; we can’t afford to fail the artifact crafting."

"That’s over eight hundred million, after all!"

Upon hearing it was eight hundred million, Daodao immediately extinguished its light.

A vine, bending over, crouched next to the box, carefully identifying the contents.

By now, Nian Shutong had also opened the other boxes.

"Master, this black one is Spirit Stone," explained Daodao.

"This flowing gold is Gold Soft Water."

"The transparent one is Ice Mountain Stone."

"The red one is Xuanling Mountain Stone."

...

All eight items were accounted for.

Nian Shutong looked at the items before her and could only sigh.

"It seems good things are expensive everywhere."

"But at least now we can purchase them with money, unlike before when we had to struggle and fight for them, resulting in injuries and deaths."

"Yes, Master, you’re right," Daodao agreed.

"Okay, Daodao, go back..."

Nian Shutong hadn’t finished speaking when Daodao left.

Being a vine, it did not like fire.

In truth, Daodao was not afraid at its level of cultivation, but instinctively it disliked it.

Nian Shutong shook her head with a smile, took out the Cow Horn she had obtained last time, and decided to refine one first.

The rest could be done slowly.

Nian Shutong’s method of Artifact Refining was quite special; she didn’t need a furnace.

Under the starry sky amidst the Gobi desert...

A burst of flame appeared abruptly, but one half was green while the other was faint, hard to discern.

In fact, the other half of the flame was black, just not visible in the darkness of night.

Green signified vitality and also the power of medicine.

Black represented death and to it corresponded poison.

Nian Shutong’s Artifact Refining technique was very unique, forging its own school of thought.

The black flame disassembled all the necessary materials, and the green flame reshaped everything that had been broken down.

Reshaped into the form Nian Shutong required.

Nian Shutong sat cross-legged, waving his hand, and five of the eight materials were swept up and flew toward the flames.

As they made contact, the black flame quickly enveloped the five materials, starting to break them down, melting them.

Nian Shutong’s eyes remained tightly shut as Spiritual Power continuously catalyzed within him, waiting for the right moment to toss in a cow horn.

When everything had liquified, the green flame took the stage.

In Nian Shutong’s mind, he persistently sketched the form of a dagger.

Vitality reshaped, Spiritual Power blessed.

At the break of dawn, a red glow flashed through the warm sunlight, quick and fleeting.

"It’s done."

Nian Shutong picked up the dagger before him with one hand, which looked unremarkable, but its sharpness was such that cutting through Mecha armor should be no challenge.

Yet, Rubble would probably not allow him to try it.

Observing the sky, Nian Shutong decided to head back first.

When Nian Shutong’s Shadowless appeared above the small wooden house, Fu Yunhe finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past, he would have worried, but it seemed not so much anymore.

But last night, he had tossed and turned, somewhat sleepless.

It seems he still needed to properly adjust his mindset, or sooner or later Nian Shutong would notice something was amiss.

"Good morning, Beauty!"

"Morning!"

Fu Yunhe greeted casually as usual, continuing to teach the children their boxing.

Nian Shutong returned to the bedroom, changed her clothes and, unusually, felt like looking in the mirror.

Fortunately, she still had a mirror.

"No wonder."

Nian Shutong, looking at her reflection, found her face attractive, and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye added a touch of charm.

It was just that her clothes were somewhat lacking.

No wonder when they went out, everyone looked down on them.

Although she didn’t care much about what others thought, now that she had money, it made no sense to only improve her food without also paying attention to her clothing.

Nian Shutong opened the door and stepped out of the room, first going to have breakfast.

Breakfast, the dining table.

"I bought twenty more delivery machines today; at the current rate, we can ship all the goods within a month."

"Good, you handle it."

Nian Shutong placed a steamed dumpling in her bowl and spoke to Ji Sisi, who was sitting opposite her.

"Ji Sisi, do you have time today?"

Ji Sisi, who was eating a steamed dumpling with half of it still in her mouth, just held it foolishly there.

Her eyes moved left and right, active.

Was she being called?

Yes, she was Ji Sisi.

Ji Sisi swallowed the steamed dumpling in one go, feeling as though her eyes might pop out.

"Take it easy, I’m not in a rush."

Ji Sisi shook her head vigorously, patting her chest.

"I’m fine! No issues here!"

After drinking a bowl of soup Rubble handed to her, Ji Sisi finally felt a bit better.

"Mr. Nian, what do you need me for?"

"Anything is fine, I have the whole day free."

Rubble turned his head.

"Ji Sisi, you were supposed to finish the preliminary design of the Mecha today, have you completed it?"