Online game god pet hunter

Chapter 157 A Rusty Iron Sword
If it is for other reasons, Nicole may have more doubts, she is a smart Nicole.

However, once it comes to eating, the golden python Nicole's mind is instantly filled with mud. If Su Mo told her that the golden python's meat is very delicious, maybe she would have offered herself to Su Mo to kill.

In this way, the charcoal-grilled golden python can be made, and after she refreshes, she can eat her own meat happily.

It took Laifu three lightning bolts and several magic pills to kill the Buffalo King.

It kills and Nicole kills, both drop the same things, but the problem lies in the use level of the items dropped by the monster. Generally speaking, this use level is affected by two aspects.

One is the level of the monster itself. A level [-] monster will never lose level [-] equipment.

The other is the level of the killer, the level of the dropped items is obviously different for the kill of Laifu and the kill of Nicole.

After killing the Buffalo King, Laifu ran over to see what had happened.

A piece of silver equipment was lying on the ground.

There is only this one, there is no second one, and there is no guild order.

This is really a sad story, but it is also very reasonable. It is very good that the boss can drop a piece of silver equipment, and it is not uncommon for the boss to drop blue.

Fortunately, it was level [-] silver equipment.

It is used by the priest profession, although it does not have special effects, but the basic attributes are not bad, and it is not a problem to sell it for 2000 yuan.

When the time comes, ask Huolingxi Dance if you want it.

Of course it won't be free. Su Mo is not a pervert who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman. He can give him nothing for his brothers and sisters, but he and Huolingxi Wu don't have such a good relationship yet. A hello is not bad enough.

"I want this thing." Laifu asked Nicole's opinion symbolically.

Nicole, the golden python, didn't object at all. Laifu is now her food and clothing, and she couldn't wait to take out two backpacks: "Come on, buddy, it's time to work again."

"It's really troublesome, I really miss modern industry." Laifu sighed helplessly.

"What is modern industry?"

"Well, a thing that can cut beef quickly, forget it, it doesn't make much sense." Laifu didn't intend to help a giant python popularize what industry is.

But in the world in the game, the industrial revolution has already begun.

A large number of factories and workshops began to appear in towns and cities, big merchants began to seek their own social status, and the contradiction between enlightened and conservative nobles became increasingly acute.

In terms of technological productivity, it is almost equivalent to Europe in the mid-nineteenth century.

However, game elements such as magic, holy light, combat occupations, auxiliary occupations, etc. are mixed, making some places more backward than the actual industrial revolution period, while some places are more developed.

Such as space teleportation, space backpack, medical treatment...

Here, Laifu has already disassembled a whole cow. I must thank that this is a game, and he "only" spent more than an hour.

It's a pity that it can only be equipped with one backpack, the one with eight slots is thrown away directly, the one with twenty slots is equipped, the other one with twenty slots is put in the backpack, and everything else is thrown away, so there are nineteen slots to hold thing.

Its claw cover has been set on the claws and shrinks, so it does not need to take up space in the backpack.

With nineteen grids, it is actually enough for Laifu to pack all the things here, such as hairy belly, yellow throat, beef tongue, beef liver, beef tendon, etc., Laifu even put the bullwhip into the backpack.

A piece of level [-] equipment, two backpacks with [-] grids, and a whole cow, today's harvest is not ordinary.

Laifu bid farewell to the golden python Nicole very satisfied.

Nicole started crying again at this point because she was hungry again.

Can't afford it, can't afford it!
Laifu found Su Mo and dug him out, and one person and one wolf left the place quickly.

Su Mo first mailed everything to Su Xiaojiu, and then took Laifu to Kony Fishing Port. He planned to ask the little blacksmith to help him look at the Elven Sword.

The origin of this elf sword is terrifying, but unfortunately its power is very pitiful.

When Su Mo came in, the little blacksmith was still struggling to make arrows. Although his craft was very proficient, he couldn't handle such a huge quantity.

Therefore, when he saw Su Mo, the culprit, he turned around in disbelief.

"You look like a little daughter-in-law, and you're still angry." Su Mo didn't see anything, and didn't feel that he had offended the other party in any way.

The little blacksmith ignored him until a sword was handed to him.

"What the hell is this?"

"A new weapon I got recently, show me it." Su Mo looked at the other party expectantly, hoping that the other party would immediately worship him.

"What a mess, don't send all the rubbish to me, okay? If you don't have a weapon, you can just pick one from the counter and take it away." While talking, he casually threw Su Mo's elf sword into the stove.

Su Mo was so frightened to death that he threw himself on the stove and snatched out the elf sword.

The stove in the blacksmith's shop, could it be an ordinary stove? Su Mo was burned half to death even for a moment, his hands turned into coke, and his hair was also set ablaze, and there was a drive to spread gradually.

The little blacksmith was stunned, and picked up the bucket next to him and poured it on Su Mo's head.

Su Mo's handsome face was directly disfigured, the kind that could scare a child to tears. His hands could no longer move, but he still held his elf sword tightly.

"A rusty iron sword, do you have to be so precious?" The little blacksmith was still very surprised.

"Rusty iron sword? Take a closer look. Is this a rusty iron sword?" Su Mo said through gritted teeth. If it wasn't for the long-term supply of arrows, he would definitely put Sony into the stove.

"It is indeed a rusty iron sword." Little Sony grabbed the elf sword.

By the way, he also tore off a piece of flesh from Su Mo's hand. After the skin was removed, Su Mo exuded an attractive meaty fragrance, and his hands were almost ripe.

"How could I come to you with a rusty iron sword? Do you think I'm idle?" Su Mo was about to die of anger.

"No matter what the name of your sword is, at least in my eyes it is a rusty one..." The little blacksmith suddenly stopped talking: "Wait, why haven't these rust spots been damaged at all?"

He just threw the blacksmith into the fire. No matter how quickly Su Mo rescued him, the fire in the furnace would still burn the rust.

However, none of the original rust was missing.

The little blacksmith's family has blacksmiths for generations, and he has been blacksmithing since he was a child. Even with a glance, he can still remember the size, arrangement, and color of several obvious rust...

None of these changed anything!
"This is the sword of the elves, you know what a fart, how can you burn off the rust! It's not right, if the rust can't be damaged, then once the durability is gone, can the sword be damaged?" Su Mo felt his brain It has become a paste.

It must have been burned.

(End of this chapter)