Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

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Oil bubbles rolled and a plume of smoke rose.

Lu Meng held the iron tongs and stirred the knife strip in the oil drum.

The quenching oil has become turbid and charred, which is the carbonized grease.

Generally speaking, mineral oil can solve the quenching problem of most knives. However, except for the Black Desert, other areas do not have such conditions. Lu Meng still uses animal fat.

High viscosity and low flash point are not actually very qualified.

Guessing that the temperature was about the same, Lu Meng took out the knife blade and placed it on the table.

The blade is straight, referencing the style of the first long knife he owned.

While wiping the remaining grease on the knife blade, he looked back at the corner of the workroom.

——There have been accumulated various broken and twisted steel bars, as well as a pile of indescribable blackened waste.

Of course Lu Meng was not a one-time success.

It can even be said that his number of failures has made the apprentice Cavin on the side numb.

Lu Meng had already consumed two skeletal corpses just to make this straight-edged knife, which weighed less than a few kilograms of steel.

However, the accumulated experience is also significant.

[Weapon Forging 18 (Basic)]

The two people in the workroom have put on masks, not only because of the strong smell of quenching, but also because of the exhaust gas produced when melting and casting alloys.

Generally speaking, for two metals to be prepared into an alloy, at least the boiling point of one must not be lower than the melting point of the other.

Otherwise, the metal will be completely vaporized before they can be fused together.

In this regard, past civilizations had their own methods, such as using special areas of the intermetallic phase diagram, powder metallurgy, and even 3D printing technology.

However, the simplest casting method used by Lu Meng obviously had no solution.

When the remains of the Skeleton Man are remelted once, they can still retain the most metallic properties; if they are remelted twice, they can still be used; after three or four times... the remaining materials may not be as good as ordinary pig iron, at least for now. The craftsmen have sufficient experience to control the carbon content of wrought iron, but the ingredients in these scraps are already a complete black box.

Lu Meng believed that for a long time, there must have been people trying to use skeletons as materials to forge tools.

However, the cost of trial and error is terrible.

If you don't have the experience bonus module and don't know in advance that this is a feasible path, how many bones will it cost just to create a small dagger?

As the saying goes, the life of a skeleton is also life.

Unless it was when the last empire just collapsed and wars broke out, the Skeleton Men were still spread across the entire continent.

Some organizations experimented with this method in the chaos and passed it down.

——They are the current scrap masters of Kaidun City.

And pushing forward some time, the Skeleton Man himself is the ruler of the world.

Doing this kind of thing is equivalent to cyber witchcraft and human body alchemy.

Besides, they don't have the need. The Skeleton Craftsmen have mastered smelting and forging techniques that far exceed those of today. Today, their works are only provided for internal use, and only a handful of blades will be handed down.

Those who own them are either powerful generals or dignitaries who like to play with treasures, and they are often passed down from generation to generation.

After finishing the sharpening, Lu Meng installed the bison horn handle on the long knife that had been prepared.

"Master, is this done?" The cold light of the new knife pierced Calvin's pupils slightly.

Unlike other Shaq warriors who were enthusiastic about the weapon, Cavin was only subconsciously afraid of the life it could take away from him.

"Yeah," Lu Meng waved casually, "barely."

He is not self-effacing.

This fixed blade knife has an uneven distribution of blade material, with the center of gravity slightly forward.

If Lu Meng used it by himself and slashed with all his strength, the sword's own stress concentration might be able to break it.

From a technical point of view, its "gold content" may not be as good as my first knife, but it has just been made and has a new haircut, so it looks very good-looking.

But after all, it was Lu Meng who "pretended" to be a craftsman and made the first weapon in such a long time. From the preparation of raw materials to dozens of stretching and forging, he put his effort into every process, and finally saw the results. In front of me, I still feel a sense of accomplishment.

At this moment, Ashu, who noticed the silence in the workroom, also knocked on the door and came in.

When he saw the long knife in Lu Meng's hand, his eyes lit up at first, and then became filled with doubts.

"Have you finished? It looks pretty good." Ashu shook the wooden basket in his hand, "I just went to the street and bought some desert sandwiches, let's eat them together."

Although Ashu doesn't know how to forge, as the person in charge of a weapons store, he still has good eyesight. Otherwise, how would he identify the weapons sent by the brotherhood and brag to the customers.

He saw the problem with this long knife at a glance. Although it looks good, it has such a fatal flaw that its quality is not that good among weapons.

It's probably slightly beyond the gray 'junk' level and on the edge of the 'waste' level.

Sometimes scavengers are lucky enough to find such weapons in the ruins.

But after all, it was something made by his own craftsman. Ashu felt that there was no need to spoil the fun, so he started talking and wanted to take it through.

Kavin blinked, feeling that Ashu's attitude was a little cold.

The person in charge of the weapons shop wanted to watch his master's forging process with his own eyes. Now that the finished product is finished, he turns a blind eye and is not even interested in touching it. The difference in enthusiasm is obvious.

He was just an apprentice without any blacksmithing foundation. After watching the whole process, he just felt that his master was awesome and couldn't figure out this part.

"Okay, I happen to be hungry too." Lu Meng said with a smile.

Blacksmithing is not only a technical job, but also a physical job.

Calvin, the apprentice, just sat on the side and didn't do much, so he couldn't hold on for the whole process.

Lu Meng didn't find it boring or hard, because it was also a physical exercise. The value on the panel kept rising, increasing double experience, and achieving multiple benefits with one stone.

But he was in no hurry to start dinner just like that. The knife in his hand still needed to be dealt with.

It is impossible to use it yourself. Although he also needs a waist knife, combined with an epee or a combat chopping knife, the quality of this "debut" is not very satisfactory.

Just sell it. Lu Meng walked to the shelf. There was a shelf with various swords piled on it, which was already covered with dust.

These are 'junk' weapons.

Even if it is sold at a reduced price to wandering warriors, it is not very attractive and will remain unsaleable for a long time.

Lu Meng reached out and reached out.

Seeing this scene, Ashu felt a little sad.

Although the quality of this new knife is not satisfactory, it is not reduced to the level of 'junk'.

Lu Beiyou would rather put it in this box than ask for his help to brag to the customer and sell it at a good price... This shows how much pride his brother has hidden in his heart.

Ashu was about to step forward to persuade him, but he saw Lu Meng holding a saber in his left hand and holding it across his chest.

He raised the newly made sword with his right hand, aimed at it and slashed straight down!

Gold and iron clashed, and sparks flew everywhere.

With a "clang" sound, the saber broke into two pieces.

Ashu was startled by the loud noise and reacted with surprise in his eyes.

He quickly picked up another iron sword from the shelf and handed it over: "Try this?"

Um?

Lu Meng took it. The iron sword was of the 'waste' grade.

He just wanted to test the knife, and he specifically picked out junk that couldn't be sold, so the loss was only a hundred yuan.

If it were at the 'scrap' level, the cost would be in the thousands.

——That can only be said that Brother Ashu is grand.

The sword light and sparks flashed together, and the iron sword broke in response.