What do you mean I'm a ghost story?

Chapter 34 Fangtian Halberd
"Alright, tell me, how can I help you level up?"

Xia Qing asked in her mind, getting straight to the point.

"Your [Basic Gun Skill] suggests that you are still lacking a suitable weapon. Only with a weapon in hand can you charge into battle, slay generals, and capture flags."

The basic marksmanship was quickly reported back.

Seeing his response, Xia Qing, who had been somewhat worried, immediately relaxed.

It seems that this basic marksmanship is indeed less troublesome than the money darts.

Judging from his words, this guy seems to be a military general.

The request was very simple; all they wanted was a weapon.

Something tangible, concrete, and with a clear objective is incredibly easy to accomplish.

As long as you have money...

Xia Qing's expression froze.

Thanks to that money-grubbing bastard, what he needs most right now is money.

After losing 16,800 yuan in the process, he only had a few hundred yuan left in his pocket for daily expenses.

Moreover, even if we wanted to order any weapons now, it wouldn't be possible to have them delivered in just a day or two.

"If I had known, I should have been shameless enough to ask Grandpa Wu for a big spear..."

Xia Qing suddenly regretted not being shameless enough.

Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets; he didn't even have the person's contact information.

Now all we can do is try to see if we can get away with it.

First, he went to the kitchen and grabbed a cleaver—this thing was probably added by his mother or the previous Bewitching Nightmare, otherwise his old rented room probably wouldn't even have one.

Unfortunately, there was no response.

Xia Qing went downstairs to the scrap yard again and tried everything, including iron pipes, old knives, and I-beams. She even asked the owner to weld a simple steel gun for her.

As a result, basic marksmanship still didn't work.

After much difficulty, I finally found some swords and knives that were supposedly handicrafts, called "Longquan" swords, in a large shopping mall nearby.

However, the result remained the same.

"It seems I praised you too early. It turns out that the simplest things are often the most difficult."

Xia Qing, having tried everything, pinched the bridge of her nose in exasperation.

As expected, none of these guys are easy to deal with; I celebrated too soon.

The requirements for basic marksmanship seem simple.

But upon closer examination, what seems simple is actually the most troublesome, because it has no clear boundaries whatsoever.

What does it mean to be a handy weapon?
Does it need to be a decent spear? Or does it have to be some kind of divine weapon? Or does it even need to be 'suitable' for basic spear techniques?
Don't tell me you don't have enough money right now.

Even if he were wealthy, where would he find a real big gun in such a short time?

Ordinary people would never need this in their daily lives. Without demand, there is no market, and it will only circulate within a very small circle.

Even if we hire someone to build it now...

"Hmm? Hmm?"

Xia Qing suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

It seems... I can actually find someone to create it?
Following her memories from the previous night, Xia Qing went directly to the dead end where she had killed the Bewitching Nightmare.

With one foot braced against the wall, he flipped over and jumped, grabbing onto a balcony and easily climbing up.

"You...you...you...you...you..."

Just as Chen Nuonuo woke up groggily and was brushing her teeth as she walked to the balcony, her eyes suddenly widened as if she had seen a ghost, and she froze instantly.

After realizing what had happened, he kept backing away.

While backing away, he covered his head and face with his hands, crying out, "Wow, you really still want to kill me to silence me! No, no, spare my life! I'll do anything for you, brother, at least don't do it at home, okay..."

"really?"

Xia Qing spoke with a smile.

"Huh? You, you really want to kill me? Waaah, please don't! You promised I'd keep it a secret and wouldn't kill me. You can't go back on your word! A peerless master like you should keep your promises..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Nuonuo started wailing pitifully again.

"I mean, if I don't kill you, I'll treat you like a slave, really?"

For some reason, Xia Qing couldn't help but feel a playful urge whenever she saw Chen Nuonuo's appearance.

It's probably similar to the urge to pinch the cheeks of cute things.

"Indeed! Indeed! No need for the next life, I'll be a beast of burden in this one, master!"

Chen Nuonuo nodded repeatedly, as if afraid that Xia Qing would change her mind if she hesitated even a moment. "I don't need you to be my slave, I just need you to make me something, um, and, on credit."

Xia Qing didn't make any more excessive jokes.

"No credit needed, no credit needed, it's voluntary labor! Labor is glorious!"

Chen Nuonuo waved her hands repeatedly, looking as if she had no choice but to do it.

"Stop talking nonsense, I said I'd give you credit, so I'll give you credit."

Xia Qing's face hardened.

Harmless jokes are jokes.

He still has some basic principles and bottom lines.

At the very least, they wouldn't extort money from someone for no reason, especially someone they know.

"Alright, on credit. You truly are a great guardian who doesn't take a single needle or thread from the people. What do you need me to do?"

Chen Nuonuo saluted respectfully.

Xia Qing suddenly understood why Viper chose to impersonate an official.

Given the credibility of the Xia Kingdom's official government, this identity is indeed very useful.

I wonder when I'll encounter a real official who will recruit me.

Once you're officially employed, you'll have a high salary, a secure job, and all the power and respect you deserve!
"I want to be a gun."

Putting aside other irrelevant thoughts for the moment, Xia Qing directly stated her purpose.

Chen Nuonuo was exactly the weapon maker he had in mind.

To be able to obtain and even process titanium alloys, Chen Nuonuo is clearly no ordinary person.

They must have a thorough understanding of materials and processing, and possess the relevant equipment.

"Huh? A gun? Expert, this is illegal, but you can do it..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Nuonuo was shocked and looked conflicted.

"What are you thinking? I'm talking about big guns, long spears, and cold weapons."

Xia Qing gave Chen Nuonuo a strange look, her voice tinged with annoyance.

What do you mean by "can do it, but can't"?

What kind of outlaw are you anyway?
"Oh, this? No problem, this is simple, a piece of cake, leave it to me."

Upon hearing that it was a big gun, Chen Nuonuo breathed a sigh of relief and immediately patted her chest to assure him.

However, Xia Qing seemed to inexplicably detect a hint of disappointment and regret in his expression.

"When can it be made? If the gun barrel is really not good, we can use a slightly more flexible metal. The main thing is to get it done quickly."

Xia Qing stated her needs.

"Hmm, about... a week?"

Chen Nuonuo estimated for a moment and said.

"So long? Can't you hurry up?"

Xia Qing frowned. He thought that by forging iron pipes and making a spearhead, it should be quick. He even thought that he could just use a machine tool or other processing machinery to make it in a few strokes.

“The processing won’t take that long, but I need to wait for the materials I ordered online to arrive, and I also need to borrow equipment from my dad’s factory…”

Chen Nuonuo counted on her fingers the various practical problems she faced.

"Do you have any other way to get it as quickly as possible, preferably today?"

Xia Qing persisted in asking the question.

Chen Nuonuo hesitated: "Yes... there are some."

"If it exists, it exists; if it doesn't, it doesn't. To put it simply, what's the difficulty?"

Xia Qing was helpless.

"If you just want a long-handled melee weapon, we have one, but not a gun."

Chen Nuonuo hesitated.

Xia Qing: "What is it?"

"……halberd."

"?"

"...the halberd."

(End of this chapter)