I Became a God in a Horror Game: 243, game pool (135)

Finally, at Mu Sicheng's strong request‌, the matter of the badge was handed over to Bai Liu for their own handling.

The highlight of this year is weapon modification.

The weapon modifier that Charles recommended to them was odd-looking, unkempt, with half-length hair that wasn't particularly long, and some kind of black motor oil was condensed into locks. He casually drooped beside his messy beard, and his dirty face made it hard to tell his age.

The location of their weapon modification is a remote place in the game, a bit like a car warehouse, the wall is full of large and small screwdrivers, double screwdrivers, saw blades and all kinds of strange transformations Tools and semi-finished products, the air is filled with unpleasant smoke and gasoline smell.

There is a huge burning iron furnace on the ground, which is a furnace of magma that is bubbling. The long hook clamped a weapon that was so burned that its original shape was unclear, and submerged it in the magma.

"Zi la—" The magma emits long black smoke.

Two seconds later, the reformer pulled out the long hook, and the weapon on it was empty—it was obviously melted in the magma.

"Tsk." The reformer snorted unhappily, "Who sent the skill weapon with such a low melting point, it will disappear after soaking it for a while!"

The apprentice next to him touched the pot of magma without tears, and jumped up anxiously: "...Master, you should test the melting point of the weapon before you use the pot! So how do we get out of the pot? ‌Get the weapon up!"

"It's fine if you can't catch it." The reformer threw the long hook aside indifferently, and roared angrily, "I can't even stand the stone pulp boiled by my Samadhi fire. This weapon has a The transformation value of the fart! It's tasteless!"

Muke and the others couldn't help looking at the bubbling pot of magma, couldn't help swallowing, and clenched their weapons tightly.

The remodeler, who was wearing a worker's suit from the □□‌ era and a thick felt apron, raised his hand to shake his greasy hair behind his head, put a welding gun that was flashing on the wall, and turned his head He gave Bai Liu and the others a sideways look: "You guys want to reform?"

Charles restrained his desire to leave this place immediately, and nodded reservedly: "It's them."

"Bai Liu, this is the best weapon reformer in the game—General Hua."

Hua Gan hid a pair of hook-like eyes in his messy hair and face, swept them around sharply, raised his arm and raised his hook, before anyone could react, from Bai Liu's He hooked the pair of gloves to his wrist.

"This is your skill weapon, right?" Although General Hua was listening to Bai Liu's words, he didn't give Bai Liu a look. Instead, he skillfully grabbed a pen-type spotting magnifying glass from the drawer and put it on. With his left eye in his left eye, and a sharp knife in his other hand, he slashed at the watch of the glove without hesitation!

In an instant, a hole was poked out of the glove.

Mu Sicheng couldn't hold back and called out to him: "Hey! Don't move around!"

General Hua Gan turned a deaf ear to it, and the knife became faster and faster, and he took off Bai Liu's gloves in a few seconds, then twisted a needle with thread from his messy hair, licked it twice, and swished Sew upwards.

After a few days, the wallet shrank a lot, Hua Gan threw the wallet to Bai Liu, and wiped his hands with a towel: "Try again."

Bai Liu took the wallet, put it on his hand, and raised his eyebrows: "It's more suitable than just now."

The leather is rolled inward, shrinking at the knuckles, and a section is derived from the tail of the glove, which wraps the wrist very well-it is much more comfortable to wear than the one Charles gave him a simple modification.

"As expected of the best reformer." Bai Liu admired from the bottom of his heart.

Charles took off his hat, bowed and bowed, and retreated with a smile: "Then trouble Mr. Hua Ganjiang."

Hua Gan waved his hand irresponsibly, expressing his perfunctory intentions.

As soon as Charles left, when talking about weapon transformation, this five-year-old and three-thick reformer became strong again: "My skill is this kind of furnace fire, called Samadhi Fire."

The apprentice next to him corrected in a low voice: "——It's called dissolving forging, master."

Hua Ganjiang hit him on the back of the head angrily: "As long as you have a mouth, you can force it. If I say it's called Sanmai Fire, it's called Sanmai Fire! I just like Sanmai Fire, can't I?!"

Apprentice: "...OK."

"It's pretty good. In my case, there are two parts to the skill improvement. The first part is simple stereotypes. The shape I just made is the stereotypes. After the finalization, if you are satisfied, that's it. Go to the furnace to freeze, and then forge."

Hua Ganjiang said with a serious expression: "Only skill weapons that will not disintegrate after being frozen can be used as your skill weapons to continue to maintain this specific form for you to use in competitions."

"But after forging, you can add a lot of rare props to increase the attributes of your weapons—such as attack attributes."

General Hua Gan glanced at the pair of gloves on Bai Liu's hand: "For example, this pair of gloves can be topped with a layer of metal satin, and embedded with a layer of green goat's sheepskin, the defense value You can add about 2700."

"But correspondingly, the weight of this pair of gloves will become 120kg, which is quite enough for you to hold a 200kg man at any time."

Bai Liu: "...That's still not enough."

Hua Ganjiang went on to say: "So during the forging process, you have to choose according to your own situation, whether to add it, and what to add - your forging fee has been paid by Charles, and you can use my materials. Feel free to take it."

After finishing speaking, Hua Ganjiang stretched out his hand to Bai Liu: "Bring the gloves, you can beat the magma."

Bai Liu took it off to him graciously, and said, "If you can't get through, what should you do if you dissolve in the magma like just now?"

"Skill weapons are derivatives of desire. The purer the desire, the higher the potential of the derived weapon, and the stronger the power after tempering."

General Hua Gan put his gloves on the long hook, without turning his head, he said: "Only low-grade skill weapons will solve this situation. In my case, this situation That's all conceited."

Bai Liu whispered: "If I give you the wallet, will you give everything you have, even your soul, to help me forge skill weapons?"

"You are my customer, as long as your weapon can hold up, I will naturally create a weapon that satisfies you."

Bai Liu hooked her lips unobtrusively.

Speaking, Hua Gan will not hesitate to sink Bai Liu's worn-out gloves into the scorching hot lava.

"Zizizi——"

There was a long and loud burning sound from the magma chamber, and the faint burning of a few banknotes in the wallet could be clearly heard.

Muke, Mu Sicheng, Liu Jiayi, and Tang Erda quietly shifted their gaze to Bai Liu: "..."

Liu Jiayi calmly reminded: "Did you forget to take out something just now?"

Bai Liu pretended to remember it in a timely manner, and apologized with a smile without guilt: "Sorry, I forgot to take out your banknotes just now."

This product is definitely intentional! !

Mu Sicheng gritted his teeth and was about to step forward to engage in Bailiu, but Tang Erda stopped him, Liu Jiayi covered his face, and Mu Ke stared blankly at the bright red magma cauldron.

Bai Liu's dark pupils quietly reflect the red pot that swallowed his wallet, and the light smoke from the pot after the money is extinguished is like a burning desire of the soul Burnt breath.

His soul note is also here.

The process of tempering has a strange sense of evaporation. The remaining emotions in the body are drained like water, and then injected with more fresh, hot, thumping desire.

Under the distorted heat waves and tumbling magma, the flames of his soul scorched away the remaining impurities and turned into a purer human body.

Hua Gan hooked his wrist, and when he got the glove at the end of the hook, he suddenly turned his head to Bai Liu who was sitting beside him, his face could not hide his astonishment.

The apprentice next to him had his eyes straightened, and the stupidity on his face couldn't be stopped: "...Master, master, how did this glove...become like this?"

The originally damaged and peeled gloves are as clean as new. The tight and smooth black leather wraps every inch of the inner layer of the glove. The bottom of the wrist is a slightly shiny metal wristband, and there is a huge hexagram on the back of the hand. The grooves in the lines of the werewolf's eyes are full of blood-like flowing magma.

The moment he lifted the gloves, there was less than one third of the magma left in the pot.

The apprentice has been with Hua Ganjiang for so long, the first time he saw the forging process that can swallow magma into his skill weapon, he stuttered: "Master, Yan, isn't magma your skill weapon? Why can you? Swallow away?!"

Hua Gan stopped the apprentice behind him, hooked his hook to Bai Liu's chest, and said sharply, "What did you do?!"

He has already noticed that something is wrong.

The use of offensive skills is prohibited in the game lobby, and Hua Ganjiang's own skills are extremely domineering, so he didn't have much defense against Bai Liu and his team.

But never expected that Bai Liu would be so reckless that he would dare to give him a cover when transforming key skills and weapons!

Bai Liu stood up unhurriedly, took the gloves from the hook, and put them on her own hands - the gloves just taken out of the magma were slightly warm, but not hot at all, a little dissolved There is no sign.

It seems that the high-temperature magma has nothing to do with the weapon derived from Bailiu's desire.

"The soul note is also a kind of money." Bai Liu took out a brand new soul note from the inner layer of the glove, and sandwiched it between the index finger and middle finger.

On this banknote is Hua Ganjiang's angry face.

Bai Liu smiled: "The moment Mr. Hua Ganjiang took my wallet, he has already completed the transaction with me."

Hua Ganjiang's chest heaved violently, he gritted his teeth angrily and gave Bai Liu a mouthful: "I've never seen such a greedy skill weapon, sooner or later you will be devoured by your own desire!"

"Maybe there will be that day." Bai Liu didn't deny it, he continued to approach Hua Ganjiang with a smile, held Hua Ganjiang's hook pin with his gloves, and forcefully pushed Hua Ganjiang on the chair, hanging down his eyes ‌ him.

"But before that, Mr. Hua Ganjiang, can you tell me—Mr. Deer Hunter President, what kind of mission has been given to you? The weapon reformer who serves is actually groveling to curry favor with me and give me a weapon reform?"

Bai Liu raised his eyelids and took a look. Mu Sicheng held his paws around his throat to control the trembling little apprentice: "You can lie, but you believe in a good master, and you don't want to see your apprentice as a I bear the consequences of lying, what do you think?"

Hua Ganjiang's pupils suddenly shrank.

In an instant, the status of the deer hunter versus the deer he hunts is reversed.