"This is the weapon you forged?" On the empty ground, Chen Feng raised the replica in his hand and asked.
The blacksmith was a little nervous. After all, the young man in front of him was the real ruler of the Order.
As a believer who would go to the church to pray, the blacksmith had a lot of complicated feelings towards Chen Feng. Gratitude, respect, and fear were intertwined together. Even though he was already a Silver-pinnacle expert, at this moment, his palms were sweating.
After hearing Chen Feng's question, the blacksmith had doubts about his craftsmanship for the first time. Compared to the confidence he had when he was explaining the exclusive weapon to others, at this moment, he was nervous and had a headache.
It was still the same sentence. The famous figure of the Order was standing in front of him. Just like in a TV show, perhaps every sentence had a deeper meaning.
What if he said something wrong? Would he be punished?
He had just used the wealth he had accumulated to buy a two-story house in the center of the city. It was one of the few areas of the Order that had electricity. After more than a year of darkness, he finally experienced the unique charm of [Light] and [Electricity].
Also … his new wife was pregnant. After the investigation by the treatment department, the baby was very healthy. Moreover, the baby was an innate awakened. If there were no accidents, his life would get better and better. He might even be able to climb into the so-called upper class society.
The blacksmith's initial apprehension turned into a frown. He didn't want to lose all of this. He secretly made up his mind that even if he really messed up, he would admit his mistake sincerely and minimize the bad impression he had of him.
Chen Feng saw the blacksmith's reaction, but his face didn't show any extra expression.
The blacksmith was afraid of him.
To the majority of the residents, his name was synonymous with dignity. He was no longer the young man who used his entire fortune to buy a hellhound. Instead, he was now the ruler of millions of lives and the entire order of the world.
It was lonely at the top. Perhaps this was the feeling.
At Chen Feng's position, it was difficult for him to enjoy the so-called friendship and equal treatment. Because when anyone faced him, the first thing they would think of was the master of the Order, and not the name Chen Feng.
In fact, Chen Feng was very satisfied with this weapon. A blacksmith who was only at the peak of Silver-tier could actually replicate the Sword of Infinity. Whether it was the workmanship or the materials, it could be said that it had reached the point where it could be mistaken for the real thing.
The ores used in the weapon were refined iron and mithril from the Abyss. These were minerals that the human world didn't have. These resources weren't rare in the Abyss, and it wasn't difficult to obtain them. And to make this sword have the fire attribute, the most important material, Chen Feng's blood!
The most terrifying attribute of the Infinity Sword was its flames. In order to add a burning effect, one had to add a large amount of fire-attribute blood.
During the forging process, he had also added the blood of some beasts and insects. However, the burning power of the weapon was not strong. It was still effective against ordinary people. However, professionals were already immune to most of it. Under such circumstances, Chen Feng could only try using his own blood.
It was very successful.
Perhaps it was due to the fact that his body had been modified into that of a Burning Flame Devil, when Chen Feng dripped his blood on the sword, when the sword cut through the enemy's skin, there would be an additional [Fire Poison] damage. Even a silver-ranked professional would die from organ failure if they were not treated in time.
Moreover, there were many small blood grooves on this replica. When it cut the enemy's body, it could effectively make the enemy bleed faster. Obviously, the creator had put in a lot of effort when he rushed to make the replica.
"The quality of this weapon is very good. You've exceeded my expectations. I heard that your child is about to be born, right?" Chen Feng put the long sword aside and said to the blacksmith.
"This weapon … is … yes … the expected date of birth is next month."
The blacksmith loved his job, but he loved his family more. When the apocalypse happened, he had already lost one of his closest relatives. A year and a half later, he walked out of the predicament and faced his second life. He cherished and loved even more.
Even though the blacksmith had been paying attention to Chen Feng's evaluation of the weapon, when the latter half of the sentence mentioned the child, his attention was immediately diverted.
"I've seen your resume, you've always been cautious and conscientious. Even when you're out on your own, you've still paid the majority of [Order]'s taxes. Take my personal order to the Shaman and have her arrange a blessing for your child"
As soon as Chen Feng's voice fell, the blacksmith actually knelt on the ground with a plop. Compared to his previous nervousness, he now had a grateful and excited look.
As the spokesperson of the Church, Chen Feng had invested countless resources on Li Siyu. Not long ago, she finally lived up to his expectations and advanced to the Gold rank!
With the advancement of her realm, Li Siyu's mastery of the power of light had also risen to new heights. The so-called blessing was just a [Holy Baptism]. It could eliminate the body's diseases and could be considered as a divine spell that could rebirth the body. For a baby, the effect was even better.
This move required a large amount of energy. Thus, after Li Siyu finished using it, she needed up to three weeks of rest. But things were precious when they were rare. It was precisely because of this that being able to receive a blessing from the other party was simply a great honor.
This indicated that his child would be labeled as a member of the Church from the moment he was born. It was not difficult to understand why the blacksmith was so excited!
For a loyal believer, this was simply a kind of affirmation from Chen Feng to himself and his child.
"Alright, stand up. As long as you work hard, I won't mistreat any of you. Also, you seem to like the Ogre as an apprentice?"
Chen Feng looked into the blacksmith's eyes and asked.
The blacksmith stood up from the ground, unable to hide the excitement on his face. He took a few deep breaths and said, "Although the Ogre looks a little scary, his arm strength is amazing. Even professionals of the same rank don't have as much physical strength as him. Half of the credit for being able to forge this weapon is due to him."
"Is that so?" Chen Feng thought for a moment and said, "I'll expand your blacksmith shop and send thirty Ogres to work under you. I only have one request, and that is to forge fifty of these replicas within two months. Are you confident?"
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