Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 453: Prisoners' Consciousness

This warehouse is the most spacious one in the entire lord's mansion. It was formerly used to store hay and inferior grain, and also as a resting place for servants.

After the "new lord" took office, the servants of the castle quickly obtained the right to live on the first floor and the surrounding idle houses, and this place was completely transformed into a warehouse.

Even so spacious, it fills up quickly.

Even now, what Lakaz saw was the result after Zhuoyang and Dahuang had personally handled several waves of inventory.

Although none of Heine's players are engaged in livelihood professions, they are all proficient in collecting and preserving materials.

How can I put it...

When they killed the first withered beast that was less than level two, Zhuoyang taught the soldiers step by step how to completely skin it. He even emphasized to them that the reason why shield strikes to the head were so important was that this would cause the least damage to the fur.

He then taught the soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield to mix a "magic mud" with moon thistle juice, salt, and soil eroded by withering, and apply it to the withered materials to prevent the loss of their properties.

Afterwards, they used the fat of the withered beasts to refine oil and used it to soak withered plants, thereby enhancing the latter's fiber hardness and natural resistance, and even sealing away the odor.

In short, once a Withered Mark is struck, no matter what kind of flowers, birds, insects or animals they encounter, they have a set of meticulous ways to collect them.

The most outrageous thing is that they did not explain this at all, as if they tacitly accepted this as a basic operation, and their words and deeds made no secret of their contempt for the indigenous people's "wasting things".

Often famine makes people cherish food.

So Heine couldn't help but wonder what kind of difficult life these combat players had experienced in "AGE" to develop such a hard-working and simple habit of cherishing materials...

And now it was Lakaz's turn to be surprised.

After initially being struck by the size of the collection, Lacaze was quickly astounded by the ingenious ways of storing it.

But thanks to it being a hammer, these emotions were not written on his face, so he was well restrained and did not scream as loudly as he did at the beginning.

At the same time, it gradually realized a problem.

There is a lack of suitable forgers here.

Otherwise, the materials wouldn't be stockpiled like this...

In other words, the people here need something from me.

For a moment, the chains floating around the hammer seemed a little "floating".

It's ready to show off.

"I will help you process these materials, but you have to exchange them for energy stones."

"Energy Stone?" Heine frowned and asked, "Does your forging process also require energy stones?"

"No, I need it myself. You should also be able to understand this form of existence."

Heine nodded. "I will provide this even if you don't tell me. Macara will replenish the energy you lose during the forging process. So you want to charge extra, right?"

Lakaz: "Of course, every forging master has his own price tag, which is a symbol of status. Even my king has given me the honor I deserve. You don't expect me to work for nothing, do you?"

"Is this so..."

Heine folded his arms, as if lost in thought.

And his players are already blown up!

Teacher Xia: "Fuck him! Why is a captive so proud?!"

Catching the Sheep: "What can I do? Who can blame me for having the skills?"

Teacher Xia: "No, it's been a year, and Mr. Sa hasn't killed a professional life player?"

Mr. Sa: "Huh?"

Teacher Xia: "I mean the one in the underworld. Wouldn't he be killed by divine power if he traveled through it?"

Huihui: "I'm afraid it's difficult. Da Huang was sent in during the pre-dungeon of Netherworld Expedition. Calculating the time, it should be the first stable Netherworld rift, and they are still fighting for the first kill, which means they haven't even finished the story campaign. It was only after the rift was stable that Boss Sa started to send Netherworld Guards to attack, which means that almost no one died from divine power before that, otherwise the news would have been in the forum long ago."

Zhuoyang: "Is it possible that this just proves that the person who was killed in an instant also traveled through time?"

Huihui: "That's understandable, but it's just wishful thinking. Even if it really happened, we didn't detect it. Instead of expecting such a thing, we should think about how to talk to this hammer."

They were chatting when Mr. Sa came up.

Since the real Mr. Sa is a waste, then let Mr. Sa take over himself!

The reason was that Lakaz suddenly found the dragon's fang in the corner and couldn't help asking:
"What is this keratin?"

Before Heine could answer, President Sa explained, "This is a tooth that fell off a baby dragon." "How could you get a dragon tooth?"

Lakaz was a little surprised.

Mr. Sa: "No way, you haven't even touched the dragon material?"

Lakaz suddenly lost his temper.

It just floated quietly in the air, without any response for a long while.

Mr. Sa: “Speak up, is this question difficult to answer?”

Lakaz: "Listen, kid, the dragon materials are just overly beautified in the legends. In terms of the quality of the materials themselves, they are not that good. On the contrary, the materials vary greatly due to the varying qualities of individual dragons. They cannot be generalized. Don't try to attack me with such crude words!"

Mr. Sa: “So you really haven’t touched it?”

Lakaz: "Didn't you understand what I meant? Dragon materials are not so precious. I have as many as I want. I just happen not to use them!"

Mr. Sa: "You've said so much, but you haven't touched it yet? Is this all you can do, Master?"

Lakaz: "Can't you understand Common??"

A skeleton and a hammer started arguing back and forth, and even Heine found the scene a bit weird.

No matter what Lakaz said, Mr. Sa would repeat over and over again, "If you haven't touched it, you're a rookie."

As a former master of forging, how could Lakaz be a match for a key player like Mr. Sa?

After two or three rounds, it was forced to utter meaningless characters, as if its sanity had collapsed or it had made a typing error.

Finally, it said something that everyone present could understand:
"I'll fight you!"

The hammer started fighting as soon as the word was disagreed, and flew straight towards Mr. Sa's head!

The latter immediately jumped back to avoid it, and at the same time, three arrows whizzed into the hammer, greatly weakening its forward momentum.

At the same time, the sheep catcher used his dragon scale shield to hit him just right, and his other hand went around to the back to support.

Bang!
The hammer, whose momentum was greatly reduced, was knocked away by a shield and was caught in the hand of the sheep catcher the next moment.

"This is the second time we've captured you."

The sheep catcher said lightly, "What are you going to use to redeem yourself this time?"

Perhaps stimulated by the word "captive", Lakaz began to reflect on his current situation.

It also fell into a long silence.

I don’t know if it was out of shame or if I had really calmed down.

Finally, it spoke:

"I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions."

Catching the Sheep: "What's the point of apologizing? Look at my shield."

He pointed to the grooves in the shield.

No one knew what material the hammer was made of. Even though its momentum was weakened, the force of its impact was still strong enough to leave a shallow dent on the dragon scale shield.

Looking at the depression, Heine suddenly had a bold idea.

"Why don't you use this hammer as a weapon since it's so uncooperative."

Zhuoyang was stunned: "Damn, Heine is the most ruthless one..."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Lakaz spoke rapidly as if he had been violated:
"You can't insult a forging master like this. How can he be a guard's weapon!"

"But you don't intend to cooperate, which makes me feel helpless."

Heine sighed and said, "Your Excellency has no idea that you are a 'captive'. If my kindness and generosity are to be exchanged for unbridled provocation, then I would rather be a vulgar person. I have been very generous by not letting anyone use you to hammer nails into the toilet."

Lakaze finally seemed to understand the situation.

The chains around the hammer drooped.

"Well, please forgive my arrogance. I'm not such a greedy person. I just want to raise the price first and then make conditions... Can you agree to my request? As long as you help me solve this problem, I can make equipment for you free of charge, even equipment to equip an army."

(End of this chapter)