Immortal weapon refiner

Chapter 12 Stealing Iron Ingots
In the last few quiet days before the storm, Li Qing focused all his attention on practicing the tiger's true intention.

There is no shortage of food in the army, and with the small stove provided by Fatty Wu, he can eat very full every day.

During this period, Fatty Wu also lamented that Li Qing had been reincarnated as a starving ghost recently, and his appetite was even larger than his.

Li Qing just smiled bitterly at this. He couldn't tell Fatty Wu that he was practicing martial arts. Moreover, traveling in the polar night world, with the time flowing at a speed of three to one, he would naturally get hungry quickly.

However, the increase in appetite also means that he has made rapid progress, and his brute strength has naturally increased a lot.

Today, Li Qing has touched the tiger-shaped threshold of the tiger's true intention, and it won't be long before he is fully introduced.

The storm was coming, and on a hot afternoon, Li Qing, who had just finished exercising and was sweating, heard vague movement outside his tent, like footsteps approaching.

The vigilant Li Qing put away his martial arts posture and put the rag he usually used to forge iron on his shoulders, as if he had just finished his work.

Coupled with the scalding heat next to the stove, his sweating look didn't seem to be fake.

"Is Erniu here?" A voice sounded outside the tent.

Li Qing, who had never interacted with other people in the military camp, did not recognize the voice, but he quickly got up and walked outside to open the curtain.

Standing outside was a man wearing armor, with two moustache on his mouth. His temperament and image were quite inconsistent with the heroic armor on his body.

"Are you Colonel Li Gui? What do you want to do with me?" Li Qing recognized the person's identity from this face.

Li Gui, a school officer in charge of the military grain depot, although his family name was Li Qing, he had almost no contact with him.

"You're right, you're an officer of our school. I want to know, was it you who made Centurion Chen Meng's long sword with your own hands?" Li Gui asked.

Li Qing made a simple and honest face, blinked, and said, "It's a small one. What's wrong, Mr. Li? Is there something wrong?"

Seeing Li Qing's admission, Li Gui burst out laughing: "Hahaha, yes, it seems that I have indeed obtained some of the true inheritance of the ancient master!"

Then he changed the topic and whispered: "I came to you this time because I want you to forge a mountain axe. It needs to be heavy, preferably one weighing more than [-] kilograms!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Qing's face changed slightly, and he said with some embarrassment: "Master Li, I remember this armor on your body. It seems that my master helped you build it at the beginning of the year."

In fact, in the military camp, no matter you are a centurion or a thousand-centurion, you cannot build weapons without restraint.

This is limited in quantity. After all, there is a limit to the amount of iron ore that can be mined each year.

The Colonel Li in front of me had already made a pair of armor at the beginning of the year. It would definitely be against the rules to apply for more than 200 kilograms of iron ore to make an exclusive weapon, a mountain axe.

The Wuli Army is an army based on force. Unlike other armies that use standard weapons, many generals are warriors with superb martial arts skills. Naturally, it is impossible for them to use ordinary standard weapons.

Blacksmiths like Li Qing follow the army to meet the needs of these highly skilled warriors.

Li Gui chuckled, nodded, and said, "That's what I said, but didn't a bunch of new iron ore be dug out of the mine recently and smelted into iron ingots and sent over?"

"I've got about a hundred kilograms of iron ingots on hand. You should have a surplus of the remaining two oxen in your shop. If you can help me make up for it with a little flexibility, it can be regarded as an advance payment for next year's share."

His tone was very kind, and it made people feel close to him.

It's just that Li Qing is not really a simple and honest fool, sweat is already breaking out on his forehead.

In Maple Country, stealing salt and iron without permission is a very serious crime.

Colonel Li actually told him in front of him that he had obtained about a hundred kilograms of iron ingots and asked him to help make up the rest to build a mountain ax weighing more than two hundred kilograms.If word spreads, it will be a serious crime of beheading!

"Master Li, this is not good, okay?"

Li Gui's smile still did not fade, but he patted Li Qing on the shoulder and said: "Hahaha, Erniu, you have to learn to be flexible. Today's world cannot be so rigid!"

"It's just a gap in the iron ingot that's less than a hundred kilograms. No one can find it. If it doesn't work, just push it to your dead master. Wouldn't it be fine?"

As he spoke, Li Gui took out a handful of broken silver ingots from his arms. At first glance, there were as many as five or six taels.

"Take it, you must have been working hard after being in the frontier army for so long. When you get the chance, go to Wangyuan City to reward yourself."

Collecting bribes privately will be punished with an additional penalty.
Li Qing took the pieces of silver and silently added this sentence in his heart.

well!That's all.

He sighed inwardly, but in the end he didn't refuse.

"Hahaha, that's right. I'll send the iron ingots over later." Seeing that Li Qing didn't refuse, Li Gui's smile became even more satisfied.

Watching the school officer leave the camp, the honesty on Li Qing's face quickly faded away, replaced by a calm expression.

He wasn't too worried about the gaps in the iron ingots. Generally speaking, few people in the border army would check such things.

And even if there is a sudden inspection, he can ensure that his shop is absolutely clean and there will be no mistakes.

In the polar night world, it is very simple to get some iron ore. Over the years, he has saved a lot of iron ingots just by making farm tools for the Yan family.

What's more, the border army was about to go to war. He was planning to take this opportunity to escape and leave the border army, no matter whether he won or lost the war.

When the time comes to have some money on you, everything will be easier.

The worst case scenario is finding a place to live in seclusion, using the three times the speed of time in the polar night world, and practicing martial arts to the point of being invincible before leaving the mountain. Who can do anything to him then?
Of course, this all depends on him having enough food to survive.

Since practicing martial arts, his appetite has increased, making Li Qing himself a little frightened, wondering whether he can still support himself after leaving the army.

"Speaking of which, it's time for me to build a weapon for myself." Li Qing muttered to himself.

Naturally, it is impossible to use a hammer to fight with people in the Ancient Xuan Hammer Technique. One must be specially forged to suit him.

"Alas, the peaceful days are coming to an end." Li Qing shook his head and said.

Colonel Li, who was guarding the grain depot, suddenly wanted to forge a weapon. Naturally, it was impossible for him to do so without purpose.

Obviously, this smart man also saw the signs of impending war in the border fortress, and was seeking more opportunities for himself.

However, Li Qing was surprised by the opponent's martial arts skills. He was actually able to wield a mountain-breaking ax weighing more than 200 kilograms. Many centurions' weapons were not that heavy.

As the saying goes, the rich in martial arts are poor in culture. If you want to make progress in martial arts, you must eat well.

This Colonel Li is obviously very greedy in his daily life.
　Ask for collection, ask for recommendation!

　　


(End of this chapter)