Calamity Game: Cleanup Man? No I'm The Villain

In the forging room, Monton, who was forging weapons, immediately stopped his work when he heard footsteps coming from the outer passage.

"Are you here? It seems that the eater has been dealt with." After seeing that it was Yan Feichen, Monton said.

"En." Yan Feichen responded to the other party, and then took out the materials he had prepared.

In addition to the rock knot sleep egg that was originally given, Yan Feichen also took out some other materials.

Those were the materials he bought from the surviving survivors, and some of the materials originally belonged to him.

He doesn't know much about forging, but if the basic materials are not bad, the things he can forge must not be too bad.

"This thing... has been purified? Interesting, how did you do it?" Monton picked up the 'refined crystal' with his big hand, and carefully observed it before his eyes.

"It has nothing to do with me, Behemoth did it." Yan Feichen was silent for a moment, but chose to tell Monton the truth.

Although his relationship with Mr. Owl and others has deteriorated irreparably, it is better not to offend the blacksmith in front of him for the time being, at least until the brand new carcass is forged.

"During the process of hunting it, it swallowed the dormant rock eggs and extracted the impurities to improve its own carapace." Yan Feichen said, picking up Bechymos' carapace.

"So that's the case, this is a good refining method..." Looking at the refined rock-sleeping egg in his hand, Monton fell into deep thought.

"Since I have such good materials, I have no reason to waste them. I also took these few things together. You can take the rest back. Their quality is not very good. If you add them to the forging Additional impurities will be produced in the

After counting the materials, Monton accepted the materials of the eater, but returned the materials acquired by Yan Feichen to the other party.

Obviously, at the current level, these materials are not qualified.

"By the way, can you give me a drop of your blood? I will add it the moment the forging is successful, so that it will have a certain affinity with you and allow you to adapt to it faster."

"If you only need to join at the last moment, I'll just wait here for the forging to complete." Yan Feichen said directly.

In the final analysis, Monton and Mr. Owl belonged to the same camp after all, and there was such a deep relationship between the two that Yan Feichen didn't dare to hand over his blood at will.

"Hmm..." After getting Yan Feichen's answer, Monton fell into thought, during which he looked Yan Feichen up and down.

Considering Yan Feichen's particularity, he finally made a decision: "Well, if you can't bear it next, just back out the door."

Monton agreed to Yan Feichen's proposal that the other party could stay here and observe the forging of the equipment up close.

Hearing Monton's words, Yan Feichen immediately withdrew quite a distance.

Seeing Yan Feichen back away, the huge mouth of Monton's abdomen opened, and the 'Prison Lock' flew out from it, storing all the materials Yan Feichen took out into his abdomen.

After doing all this, the belly began to bite up and down violently, even if they were far away, Yan Feichen could still hear the sound of the material being rubbed by the bite.

As the bite speed increased, Monton's abdomen released a large amount of white smoke, and the temperature of his body surface also rose rapidly.

[The cleaner is currently in a scorching environment, losing five health points every ten seconds]

Monton's ever-increasing body temperature, and the heat released for heat dissipation, continuously increased the surrounding temperature by several levels, so that the disaster space even gave a reminder.

But as far as the current temperature is concerned, Yan Feichen can still withstand it, and he doesn't care about losing five blood points in ten seconds.

But as the forging continued, what was spewing out from the big mouth of Monton's abdomen was no longer white gas for cooling, but his signature 'blood phagocytosis'.

[In a scorching environment, lose 30 points of health every ten seconds]

The situation has developed to this point, and Yan Feichen also understands that he must leave here quickly, otherwise he will be the next to suffer.

The moment he exited the forging room, he immediately felt extremely relaxed, and the burning sensation on his body weakened by most of it.

Although Yan Feichen wanted to continue to check the forging status of the equipment through the crack of the door, it was a pity that the temperature inside was so high that the surrounding air was distorted, making it impossible for him to accurately check the most real situation inside. Use the sound to judge which step the forging has reached.

In the forging room, Monton, who was engrossed in the forging, didn't care about Yan Feichen's departure at all.

He manipulated the 'blood phagocytosis' to raise the temperature little by little, so as to further dissolve the raw materials.

When the time was almost up, Monton immediately split a chain from his belly, quickly bound the safe in a corner of the forging room and brought it into his belly.

The slough given by Yan Feichen is not a material that can resist high temperature, and because it has lost its durability, it has become extremely fragile.

In order to preserve its original effect, the remnant slough had to be added in the middle, so Monton took the lead in creating a safe to store the remnant slough to prevent it from being damaged by high temperature.

And that safe can be regarded as one of the materials for forging, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the state of the internal materials, Monton directly closed the huge mouth of his abdomen, waiting for the equipment to take shape.

The surrounding temperature also began to drop.

Sensing the change in temperature, Yan Feichen understood that this was a sign that the equipment was about to be completed, and he did not return to the forging room until he could bear the internal temperature.

Almost the next moment he entered it, the huge mouth of Monton's abdomen opened, and a ball of milky white liquid gushed out from it, dripping on the container he had prepared earlier.

At the same time, he immediately shouted in Yan Feichen's direction: "At this time, you need to add your blood within ten seconds, otherwise the suitability of the equipment with you will be reduced."

Under such high temperature, ten seconds is indeed a long distance for Yan Feichen, but he also has his own way.

'Coagulation' can shape the blood in his body, which is the best in this situation.

The blood clot appeared in Yan Feichen's hand in less than a second, and he raised his arm to throw it out, and it was exactly ten seconds until the blood clot fell into the basin of milky white liquid.

The super-high temperature of the solution immediately dissolved the blood clot, and the whole milky white liquid became extremely black after melting into the blood clot.

Seeing that the preparatory work had been prepared, Monton picked up his hammer and smashed it at the liquid without waiting for the solution to cool down.

At first it was just the sound of hitting the water surface, but as time went by, it became more and more audible, and the sound had become the sound of metal colliding.

Yan Feichen understands that when the sound ends, the piece of equipment that suits him will appear...