Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth.

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 Recycling
In this world where war is the main theme, it is absolutely impossible to go out on an adventure without good equipment.

Blacksmith shop.

A sturdy man was hammering a piece of iron.

Levi stood aside and watched for a long time, waiting until the forging sound stopped and the blacksmith took a break before walking in and greeting him:

"Hello."

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

"Do you sell weapons here, or armor or something like that?"

The blacksmith raised his head and glanced at Levi.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"An adventurer."

"So you're not from our town?"

Levi nodded.

"No, you go."

The blacksmith shook his head.

Levi said quickly: "Wait, I won't pay you less, just name your price."

The blacksmith turned back helplessly and said seriously: "No matter how much, Bree's weapons and armor are only sold to Bree people, and even if they are Bree people, not just anyone can do it."

"My dear adventurer, if you really want to use something to protect yourself, I suggest you go to the farm next door. Maybe the people there will sell you a hoe."

Levi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly his mind came to his senses.

Yes, this is not a game world. You can buy a complete set of equipment at any grocer.

In this era, things like weapons and armor are strategic reserves and cannot be easily allowed to be sold.

Especially when the person on the other side is a so-called adventurer of unknown origin.

"Can you sell me some iron? Just a little bit will do. I'll use it for research."

The blacksmith hesitated and asked, "How much do you want?"

Levi gestured the size with his hands.

"No."

The blacksmith shook his head.

Levi looked a little ugly.

If he has metal minerals, he can actually synthesize equipment himself.

It's just that mining, although in the game you just need to drill a hole in the spot and dig vertically down, if you dig deep enough you can always dig up a few pieces, and if you are lucky you can even come across a mine and make a lot of money.

But in reality, mines are not available everywhere.

"Hey, sir, I heard you want to buy those things?"

Levi and the blacksmith both turned around and saw a man with a full beard and messy hair suddenly stood up and smiled at Levi.

Obviously, this person had been hiding there for a while.

"you are?"

"Get away, you filthy rag collector, stay away from me!"

Before Levi could finish his question, the blacksmith slammed the hammer on the forging table and ordered him to leave.

However, even though he was called a rag collector, the man did not get angry. Instead, he smiled and said:
"Okay, okay, my friend, I was just passing by here and happened to find someone you can't satisfy but I might..."

"Don't try to be so flattering to me," interrupted the blacksmith. "I tell you, you'd better behave yourself and don't break the laws of Bree."

"Of course, of course not, my friend, I always pay attention to local rules!" the man said gruffly.

"Three seconds, get out of my sight." The blacksmith said mercilessly.

"3..."

"2..."

The blacksmith picked up his hammer and stood up.

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving. Don't be so angry."

The man immediately took several steps back and looked at Levi several times.

Levi looked at the man, then at the blacksmith, and chose to leave with him.

The blacksmith followed him for a long time, and finally said from a distance: "I advise you to be careful, Mr. Adventurer."

Levi nodded from a distance in response.

When they were in a place where there were not many people around, Levi asked the person beside him, "What's your name?" "I'm William, the [Odds Merchant]. Just call me William, sir."

Lots of dealers?
It's a new word.

"What do you do?"

William shrugged and said, "Ah, according to the local merchants here, we are just ragtag peddlers who compete with them for business. We sell everything, buy everything, and are everywhere."

NS?
Before Levi could think about it, William continued, "I don't deny that I collect junk, but I can't guarantee that there might be something you need among my junk."

"You know what I want?"

"Of course I know. Weapons and armor that can protect you, right?"

Levi nodded.

"Please follow me, sir." William took Levi to a remote place with confidence.

Levi was a little skeptical, but the aura of confidence was real, so he followed him anyway.

The place is small and full of good and bad people.

You never know, there might be something you want.

After walking for a while, Levi was led to a remote corner of the town.

Different from the common scenes on the streets, this small block exudes an old and gloomy feeling. The eaves and walls of the houses on both sides of the road are covered with cobwebs and vines, and it looks like they have not been cleaned.

The house showed obvious signs of use, so it must have been occupied by someone.

crunch.

The door of a room opened slightly, and a scraggly and unkempt burly man walked out. He first glanced at the small-ticket seller, then fixed his gaze on Levi, following him all the way to the street.

Click.

The door is closed.

...

"Is this the weapons and armor you were talking about?" Levi frowned and stared at William.

"Do you think I'm easy to talk to? Or do you think I'm easy to deceive?"

Levi pointed at a pile of rusted swords and armor in the courtyard, which were almost unrecognizable, and asked angrily, "Is this what you want to show me?"

Itinerant merchants...are not local residents, so I don't know if killing them will reduce their reputation.

Feeling a chill on his back, William quickly explained, "Look, adventurer, I am a good businessman who abides by the law. Whether it is Bree or other kingdoms, weapons and armor are all controlled items. Anyone who dares to sell them privately will be in big trouble!"

"It took me a lot of effort to get these, and I can assure you that I am the only one in this area who has the means to receive these things. You can't buy them from anyone else."

William said as he pulled out a rotten long sword and waved it in front of Levi, saying, "Look, although this sword has some flaws, it can still be used for self-defense. Moreover, once the enemy is chopped by this sword and bleeds, he will definitely not survive for a few days!"

flaw?

Levi took the rotten sword, and the moment it touched, its properties became apparent.

[Decay Long Sword·Attack +1]

"... "

Levi tried to swing it, and a piece of slag fell off immediately.

He immediately understood the quality of the sword.

If you really use it to kill someone, the sword will probably break first.

A stick picked up from the roadside is more useful than this thing.

Levi glanced around the courtyard and estimated that everything in this place was of this quality.

No wonder Bree just sat back and watched this place go by.

Is it necessary to control this?
Tsk.

With a sound of disgust, Levi wanted to throw the broken sword aside.