Fantasia of the Sky

Chapter 1348 The blacksmith shop in the village 1
"So I'm doing this kind of business..." Phil still felt a little uncomfortable, "But I can't tell what's wrong... Anyway, I just don't like it!"

"That's a very normal thing." Huanmeng looked away from the funeral home, "They need to rely on the death of others to maintain their lives...and if they want to make a fortune, they must hope that more people will die."

Phil nodded silently, and slowed down the speed of the car—in the middle of the village, there were more people, and there were other vehicles on the road.

"Everyone is mortal... However, the speed of natural death of people in this village is obviously difficult to satisfy their material desires, and they cannot kill others... I can only hope that more people will come here I'm going to die." Huanmeng's eyes fell on the red-faced pedestrians beside the road again—judging from their expressions, they didn't seem to be looking for death at all: "Huanmeng really can't rationalize this kind of thinking what."

"However, the current situation is like this." Night Breeze sighed, "This village seems to have become a place dedicated to border conflicts."

"Although there are still relatively few people who want to seek death, when the death seekers of the whole country gather in one village, it is enough to form a deformed industry." Han Jiang said, pointing to a blacksmith shop on the side of the road: " Phil, stop there. Looking at the size of the store, it shouldn't be difficult to forge a steel shaft... Huanmeng, after you get off the car, use metal magic to get an identical one as a model."

"Well, the size of this blacksmith's shop is really quite large...it's like a small factory." Phil said and parked the car on the side of the road, "But, speaking of which, what do they need iron for? And there are no demons... Cough, I know."

"It's not used to deal with monsters, but to deal with people." Hanjiang said, carefully pushing the car door open, "This kind of blacksmith's product... the northern continent, which is widely equipped with chariots, can't be used."

"Not only weapons, but also armor and shields." Night Breeze rolled his eyes slightly, "We must not let go of places that can make money."

"If Huanmeng can eliminate the hatred between the two countries...they don't have to do this..." Huanmeng sighed, pushed the car door and jumped down quickly - she knew that the destruction of the car had something to do with it To shirk responsibility, you must not be lazy at this time.

"In that case..." Night Breeze got out of the car and looked at Huanmeng with helpless eyes: "They will be the only group of people who hate you in the Kingdom of Baitao, and this will be the only group of people in the Kingdom of Baitao who hate you because of you." Villages destroyed by acts of kindness."

Huanmeng stopped in her footsteps, turned around and stared blankly at Night Breeze - but soon, without Night Breeze's explanation, Huanmeng knew what she meant.

How can you not be resented by these people if you cut off their financial resources?
Destroying the industry of this place, how can it not be destroyed by poverty?
"...Maybe Huan Meng should think about it." Huan Meng turned around and continued to walk towards the steel shaft.

"There will always be a few ants crushed to death under the wheel of history." Night Breeze shook his head, "What's more, this is driving in the right direction."

"But that doesn't make it right to crush the ants."

Huanmeng squatted down, and after a little observation, a steel shaft appeared in her hand.

"...so heavy, hey!"

(End of this chapter)