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Chapter 8 Weapon Workshop

The process of recruiting guards in the Mo family is very random, just to test your fighting spirit and fighting skills.

After signing up, Mo Tang entered the Mohist Castle for the first time, and then lined up with dozens of Mohist disciples in the square to test his level.

"Dou Qi: Seventh Stage!"

"Mo Xiao, Dou Qi: Seventh Stage! Level: Advanced!"

"Very good...lower guard!"

Mo Tang almost didn't laugh.

I always feel that the guy in charge of the test is playing tricks on purpose, because he has seen the young man named Mo Xiao walk into the phalanx of the third-class guards with a livid face.

"Next! Mo Tang..."

"Dou Zhi Qi: Nine Stages!"

"Mo Tang, Dou Qi: Ninth Stage! Level: Advanced!"

"Very good...lower guard!"

Well, Mo Tang, who was still laughing at others just now, accepted this kind of treatment himself.

But he just smiled indifferently, and also walked into the third-class guard phalanx.

This time the Mohists recruited a total of 68 guards, of which only fifteen were fighters and above, and none were five-star fighters or above.

It's not that this group of people is not talented, but that the people participating in the life-saving this time are only some young people in their twenties.

As a collateral branch of the Mohist school, being able to cultivate Dou Zhe at the age of 20 is considered a very genius existence.So the family steward who was in charge of the test this time was in a very good mood, and would say "very good" to everyone he saw.

After becoming the low-ranking guard of the Mo family, within two days, Mo Tang was directly assigned to a small city called Iron City under Yancheng.

Because this small town is backed by Chiyan Mountain, the foundry industry is very developed, and it is also the location of the largest weapon workshop in the hands of the Mohists.

This time, Mo Tang was assigned here as a resident guard in one of the four major weapon workshops of the Mo family in the city.

Mo Tang was actually somewhat dissatisfied with being assigned to such a place.

No way, don't look at how tall and powerful it is, and it is the largest weapon workshop, but in fact, this is the least lucrative place in the Mohist industry...

Although Dou Qi Continent is a world full of disputes, weapons are also indispensable for any practitioner.

But compared with other spirit herbs, elixirs, magic cores, exercises, etc., they are far worse!
Although a large number of weapons are cast and sold in this weapon workshop every day, most of them are ordinary mercenaries. How much will such people spend to buy ordinary weapons?

As for the special weapons used by those strong men, they are all specially customized and will not fall into their hands, so it seems that the business of the weapon shop is very prosperous, but the profit is the lowest!

The low profit means that the people below can get less oil and water, so many guards are reluctant to come to such a place where no shit.

For this reason, Mo Tang pondered carefully for a long time, only to realize that he was ignorant of the world...

He didn't even give a gift to the deputy commander of the guard who assigned the mission... No wonder he was thrown into such a place.

Live it!

Cursing himself secretly, Mo Tang had no choice but to go home and pack up his things before heading to Iron Forge City.

three days later.

Chiyan Mountains, Iron City.

Mo Tang came here with his guard badge and identity information.

He is now going to report to the commander of the Mohist guards in the Iron City.

Although they are also called commanders, the commanders of the guards who govern small towns like this are completely different from the commanders of the guards of the Mohist headquarters. In terms of strength alone, the difference between the two is too great.

The guard commander of the iron-making city is named Zhang Feng, who is considered to be a relative of the Mo family, and has the strength of a nine-star fighter.

Originally, Mo Tang was wondering why this person didn't choose to join the family's first-class guards, but chose to come to such a place to be the leader of their group of third-class guards...

But after seeing the other party's face, all these doubts were resolved.

Although this phoenix is ​​only in his 30s, his face is full of exhaustion, and he looks like he hasn't woken up. He doesn't look like a practitioner at all...

From this look, it looks like an excessive indulgence. If it was in Mojiabao, it would have been broken by someone and thrown out.

The Mo family is now focused on striving for strength, but they don't want to see such a piece of mouse droppings spoil a pot of porridge.

In this Iron City, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, but no one cares what he looks like!
"My lord, I'm at Mo Tang, come and report. This is my family badge..." Mo Tang said, looking at the middle-aged man above him with an unchanged expression.

Zhang Feng tried his best to open his eyes, but he didn't look at Mo Tang's waist card or identity information, he just waved his hands and said, "Okay, I understand. It just so happens that there is a shortage of manpower in Dongshierfang, so you go directly there Bar……"

Seeing the other party like this, Mo Tang naturally didn't intend to be polite to him, so he just hugged his fist and left.

There is absolutely no need to have any deep friendship with this kind of person.

Mo Tang's heart felt even heavier...

If I had known earlier, it would be better to send some more money to the higher-ups and let myself stay in Yancheng... Randomly assigned to a city can make my mouth full.

Now that he has come to such a place where no shit, and meets such a muddy boss, do he really want to waste his good time here?

How can this work!

In this way, after Mo Tang came to the East Twelve Square with a heavy heart, he did not expect to be welcomed by the steward of the city and the captain of the guard.

The steward of Dongshishifang is named Chen Lin, and he is a thin middle-aged man.

As for the captain of the guard, he is a 30-year-old young man named Mo Chong, who is a two-star fighter.

In addition, the strength of the sixteen members of the entire East Twelve Square Guard Team is generally at the seventh or eighth level of Dou Qi, and Mo Tang, who is at the ninth level of Dou Qi, has actually become the second strongest person in the city...

This scene made Mo Tang dumbfounded... You are too underappreciated!
No wonder the steward Chen Lin and that Mo Chong are so polite to themselves. The 19-year-old nine-level fighting spirit strength may become a fighting master or even a great fighting master in the future. In their eyes, this has a limitless future!
So no matter what their intentions are, they will pay enough attention to a "little genius" like Mo Tang.

I don't know if it was because he was afraid that Mo Tang would be dissatisfied with his environment. As the captain of the guard, Mo Chong said during the introduction: "Actually, little brother Mo Tang, you are lucky to come to our East Twelve Square."

"Our East Twelfth Square is very stable, and there is nothing to be busy at ordinary times. Except for the occasional task that requires us to be dispatched, otherwise we can just stay in the square city.

Anyway, the mercenaries who came to us are low-level mercenaries. They don't have the guts to make trouble in Mojiafang City. As for some chores, just leave it to the others, and you don't need to do it at all. "

"I think you have reached a critical moment, brother, and you should spend more time cultivating hard, striving to gather the energy of Dou, and become a Dou Zhe.

So you can just practice at home, and you don’t need to report to me every day. As for your monthly remuneration, you will definitely not be missed, so don’t worry! "

(End of this chapter)