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The success rate of a typical enhancement is only 20%. This doesn't mean that two out of ten enhancements will succeed, but rather that each enhancement has a 20% success rate. Had succeeded seven times in a row, which was a miracle.

"I understand now. The flesh of this fruit contains the wisdom of the dwarves. When roasted at high temperatures, the dwarves' wisdom wafts out along with the fruit fragrance, temporarily bestowing the bonus of dwarven wisdom on those who absorb the fruit fragrance." Master Had exhaled and looked at the fruit on the stove with an unsatisfied look.

"If just smelling it can grant such a powerful blessing, how much greater power would be released by eating it?"

"If you eat it, you'll have to face the One-Eye immediately." Blaze picked up the fruit and looked at the chicken that was showing off its beautiful body to the apprentices at the forge. "But someone told me to learn more about it before facing that god."

"I'm not that greedy. I'm already satisfied if I can improve the success rate of strengthening. I'll take your business." Had stretched his burly body and yelled at the apprentice who wanted to secretly pick the feathers.

"Guys, close up the shop and pack your bags, we have a big deal coming up!"

After calling the apprentices to help, Master Hader seemed several years younger and enthusiastically put his arm around Blaze's shoulders.

"With me here, strangers will definitely crowd in front of my shop like a group of starving ghosts."

"why?"

"Don't you know?" Hader was in a good mood and raised his thumb to point at himself, grinning complacently.

"I'm drunk over three hundred days a year, and I drink for over twenty hours each time. Plus, my success rate for strengthening is much higher than others. So, to outsiders, I'm a master blacksmith with a mere 0.01% chance of being sober!"

Chapter 125 The Story of the Strongest Spear and the Strongest Shield

The Fire Rabbit Forge hung a sign saying it was temporarily closed.

It didn't take long for this incident to cause a small stir on the Godlock forum.

Nostalgia fans: NO! The Fire Rabbit Forge has closed, and my youth is over.

[Big Complaint: Seriously? I just saved up a bunch of materials and was planning to go to the Fire Rabbit Forge to strengthen them.]

Unnamed user (newbie): Isn't the Fire Rabbit Forge in Balkan City a shop that sells beginner gear? Why did you go there specifically?

[Nostalgia Party: This is the youth of the players who launched the server]

[Golden G: There was a powerful forging master who lived in seclusion. He was a dwarf apprentice. If you got his approval, you could get the title of Dwarven Blacksmith. At that time, no one knew that the Blacksmith title was locked by a world quest.]

[Gold G: Later on, people couldn't find the conditions to unlock that world quest, so they gradually stopped looking for it. Plus, the high price of upgrading equipment was beyond the reach of new players, so the popularity gradually faded.]

Marika's dog: Isn't it because there's only a 0.01% chance that this master is awake (crying and laughing)? That's even lower than the chance of meeting Marika herself.

[Philately: Oh, I've seen that old man. I thought he was a statue at first. He slept all day without moving. I even took a photo with him.]

[Nostalgia Party: Fire Rabbit Hader, like the Blacksmith, is a tear of the times. The only reason he hasn't disappeared from the memories of veteran players is thanks to Hader's success rate, which is twice as high as other Blacksmiths.]

[Unnamed user (newbie): So high! ]

[Nostalgia Party: That's the dwarf's apprentice, what do you think?]

Unnamed user (newbie): Damn it! If I had known about this, I would have spent the entire day squatting there with the materials.

[Nostalgia Party: Give up, even if Fire Rabbit Had is awake, it depends on his mood]

[Liver nourishment: Oh, if Fire Rabbit Had is willing to move his little hands and tap more, then I am willing to challenge my physical limits.]

……

"That bird isn't here today?"

The old man at the fruit stall suddenly spoke to Blaze who was passing by. Now, only Blaze and the old man at the fruit stall who had not yet closed his stall were left on the street.

"Bird? Ah, a chicken. She went to reply to the letter." Blaze paused.

It was approaching dusk, and most strangers were replenishing their energy to save the world in their own world, so he didn't have to hide so carefully. He could squat down and chat leisurely with the one-eyed old man.

Melusi would write to him every day, cheerfully sharing her practice progress. Despite her cheerful tone, Blazer noticed that she always stood alone on the huge stage, seeming a bit lonely.

Blaze would not ask these questions proactively. He could see that Melusi was standing on that stage of her own will, so what he would do was to reply immediately after receiving the letter from Melusi and encourage her.

The opening of the Epidaurus Theater is in twenty days. By that time, the crusade against the lion should have been over, and he can sit under the stage and enjoy the performance peacefully.

"Really? You made her your own messenger." The old man at the fruit stall smiled and leisurely packed up today's harvest - 15 copper coins.

"My poor fourth daughter~"

"We have known each other for many years. Aren't your nine daughters living well in other countries?" Blaze was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He took out a gold coin and handed it to the old man at the fruit stall.

"You also know that I have nine daughters. I work so hard selling fruits just to save money to visit my daughters all over the world." The old man snatched the gold coins from Blaze's hand without any hesitation, put them into his purse, and complained softly.

"I had almost saved up enough, but some brat gave three strangers some priceless bronze coins. Not only did I lose all my savings, but I'm also heavily in debt."

"I've been selling fruit at reasonable prices for over a decade, but not only was I forced to discount it, I lost all the 100 gold coins I'd saved up, and now I owe Balkan City 1,499,990 gold coins."

Because strangers would frequently find a shop to sell expensive monster materials, each shop had a large reserve fund. Three copper coins drained the fruit stall's reserves, so normally, they only had to hand over the copper coins.

But based on Blazer's understanding of the old man, he must have taken the things for himself and was waiting to sell them when strangers started offering high prices for them.

"How about I introduce you to my fourth daughter for 150 million 20 gold coins? Not to brag, but she looks just like me. She's a man's dream."

"After deducting the amount owed, you sold your daughter for 120 gold coins?"

"To be precise, I was the one who made me save up 120 gold coins, but now it's 150 million 20 gold coins."

Blaze rolled his eyes and didn't intend to respond to the disrespectful guy. He stood up and wanted to leave, but the old man at the fruit stall suddenly asked a very strange question.

"Which is stronger, the strongest spear or the strongest shield?"

"A shield. The spear may not hit, but as long as the shield is big enough, it can block all attacks." Blaze is more pragmatic and chooses the one that will definitely be useful.

"What if the spear is sure to pierce the heart after being thrown out?" the old fruit man continued to ask, as if he was determined to let the two things collide head-on.

"Shield." Blaze thought without hesitation. "The strongest shield will definitely destroy the tip of the strongest spear. Then this spear will definitely not be able to penetrate the second shield - my body."

"As long as the people I want to protect don't die under that spear, it will be a victory for the shield and me."

"Besides, once the spear is thrown, it's gone."

The old man at the fruit stall was stunned, then he lowered his head and laughed, his hunched body shaking.

"Sacrifice? That's right, it's that simple."

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave. I'm very busy."

As Blaze stood up, the old man at the fruit stall calmly reached out and grabbed Blaze.

"This is a rare opportunity, so please do me a favor. I'll give you a reward for this favor... How about 150 million 20 gold coins?"

"Go ahead."

Blaze rolled his eyes, but still patiently waited for the old man at the fruit stall to finish his words. After all, he was only here to see Master Hader, and there was nothing else important to do next.

"I want to add a new kind of fruit to my merchandise, but unfortunately, that fruit grows in a goblin tribe, and I, being too old and weak, will definitely not be able to retrieve the fruit. So, kind traveler, could you please search for this fruit for me, an old man who is busy supporting his nine daughters?"

Not only are the lines so formulaic as if they were copied from someone else, but they are also devoid of any emotion and are a complete waste of praise.

But Blaze didn't mind taking it and taking a small detour.

After confirming the location of the goblin tribe from the old man at the fruit stall, Blaze walked in the direction of the setting sun. The old man at the fruit stall sat in the gradually encroaching darkness and watched the boy chasing the sun.

In that one eye, what he saw was sometimes a young and ambitious lion, and sometimes a handsome and mysterious silver wolf.

"Invulnerable lions, and wolves."

"It was simply fate, Blaze."

Chapter 126: Merchant! Thief! Liar! Friend!

Flying at high speed, Chicken arrived above the Hundred Fetuses River, a dark mass of flying Titan hybrids, a veritable death zone. The most serious problem was the Giant Line's defenses, where those flying Titan hybrids constantly sought to breach the walls, allowing the Nemean Forest to spread.

The fate of those flying Titan hybrids was to be ruthlessly smashed to pieces by the city's defense crossbows and turned into commodities displayed in stores.

These flying Titans noticed the chickens rushing towards them and attacked with bloodthirsty expressions.

"Get out of here, you beasts who have given up your souls." Chicken was extremely indifferent. She disdained to talk to this group of beings with polluted souls, so she was not shouting them away.

She just pronounced the death sentence from a high position.

[Super Speed ​​Magic] [Sonic Boom Flight] [Perfect Dive] These three skills turned the chicken into a spear that pierced through the dark clouds, easily tearing apart the blocking Titan hybrids, and the filthy blood did not stain her beautiful feathers at all.

She took a detour, crossed the Hundred-Tire Ganges River, headed to the Arcadia territory, and arrived above the city of Lycaon.

She could see the little guy running around with a pile of documents in his hands and a worried look on his face.

She wants to be the despicable person who drags others into trouble.

Hebi was having a headache, struggling with her conscience. She had always known that foreigners were cheap labor, but today she realized that they were actually infinite energy. Even if she did nothing, they would continue to squeeze out her value.

The six evil strangers were fine, after all, they could only receive commissions from her, but the other strangers were also very obedient, doing everything from going up the mountain to hunt tigers to going down to the fields to farm and deliver grain.

Hebi had to fight with her remaining conscience, only in this way, she would not treat the strangers as animals. They were her important customers, how could she treat them as animals!

"At this rate, the theater's losses will soon be made up. Hehehe, Master Hebi's financial future is bright!"

The sudden appearance of a dark figure startled Hebi. She was a weak, helpless Arcadian commoner, pitiful and helpless. However, she possessed a special defensive item donated by six evil strangers. Not only could it withstand attacks for ten minutes in danger, it could also send an emergency distress signal and transmit coordinates to the six evil strangers.

Even evil strangers from outside this world can receive this distress signal and appear at her location.

So who is it that dares to attack the promising Lord Herbi Hermes!

Herbie glared at it fiercely. It was a tall bird, and its raised head expressed pride and nobility, as if its great soul was merely devoted to this already beautiful body.

"Are you... a chicken? You've grown so big in just a few days."

Herbie recognized it and immediately started teasing, circling around the chicken.

"Did Blaze ask you to deliver a letter? Ahem! If you want to send a letter to Lord Audrey, you have to go through me, the Minister of Finance..."

Herbie stopped her antics awkwardly because the chicken said nothing and didn't even look at her.

"Um... haven't we reconciled yet?"

"My name is Vidoflnir, the Rooster of the Sky."

The chicken's voice was serious and solemn, which frightened Herbie and made her freeze for a moment, but she was stunned the next moment.

For the proud bird of the sky spread its wings toward her and bent down.

"My body and soul bow to you, hoping that you will give up your dreams and lend a hand to my lion."

Herbie's expression turned cold, and she whispered, suppressing her anger.

"Did something happen to Blaze?"

Chicken told the story of Blaze's desire to conquer the Nemean Giants. He did not fabricate Blaze's bravery and righteousness, but simply rationally outlined the whole process from a third-party perspective.

Blazer also repeated the words he didn't want to use in the promise word for word.

"That, that, little, brat, dares, actually dares, dares to look down on me!" Herbie's voice trembled with anger.

"My friend, lift up your head and go somewhere with me."

The chicken raised its head. Herbie took off the badge of his Hermes's Traveling Hat and plucked off the feathers. It was a teleportation item, but the destination was unknown.

The feather in Herbie's hand automatically ignited, and a dark portal appeared before him.

"Where to?"

"Headquarters."

Herbie threw away the documents in his hand and walked in with his head held high, followed closely by Chicken.

Behind the portal was an even darker space, illuminated only by a large round table. Many people lingered in the darkness, a darkness so vast that even a chicken's eyes couldn't penetrate it.

Those are the partners of [Hermes' Traveling Hat], and the one sitting at the head of the round table is the ruler of [Hermes' Traveling Hat].

The chicken tensed its body silently and unintentionally.

The only thing she understood was that Herbie was the only human being here.

"I have decided to assist the Giant Line in their campaign against the Nemean Giants."

Herbie went straight to the point, and the silent darkness was stirred up by these brief words. After all, it was the first time they had heard the term Nemean giant.

"You should know how much loss the failure of the Epidaurus Theater project caused us, right? Although you quickly made up for it."

"But this is a muddy water, and it's a noble and free contribution. I think you must have a reasonable explanation." Finally, the person in the highest position summed up all the noise with his own voice.

It was the voice of a young man, somewhat frivolous.

Herbie slowly stated his plan in a calm tone, but Chicken's eyes widened in disbelief.

Those calm words formed an incredibly crazy plan, and Herbie spoke them out as a matter of course.

Use beautiful fantasies to cover up the risks in the plan, use sweet words to make people forget the previous failure, and use huge benefits to stimulate greedy desires.