Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 270 New Weapons

The next day, after running 20 kilometers as usual, Feng Lan had breakfast and went out.

She had to enchant the Tong Bow. If she didn't strengthen it, this weapon that had cost her a lot of money would become obsolete.

Feng Lan quite likes the armor-piercing property of the Tong Bow. She brought Bi Ke's bloodstone and the crystal of the Blue Tail Clan, hoping to get some new additional effects.

Feng Lan was not familiar with the blacksmith masters in Central City. Not sure if they would cheat her, she went to find Xiao Gezi and asked if there was any master with good forging skills that she was familiar with.

Qing recommended someone to her. It was said that he had superb forging skills and had been in this business for thousands of years!

Feng Lan took the business card and went to look for it. Looking at the store's exterior, it looked like a volcano, a scorching golden red, shining brightly. It looked a bit like a giant red dragon with its mouth wide open, and its big golden eyes staring intently, as if it would come alive in the next second and spit fire at passers-by. Because of the protection of the game, in the Central City, players could only feel a little realistic and would not be harmed by any pressure.

When Feng Lan entered, he was greeted by the strange smell of sulfur and various burning metals. Before he even entered, he heard a loud voice that shook his head.

"This year is full, come back next year!"

Feng Lan's ears were ringing, and the whole house was filled with echoes. She looked around, and then the red wall in front of her moved. It turned around, revealing its white belly, and two pairs of thin red wings were tucked behind its body. The huge body gradually shrank and was only three meters tall. Its sharp claws snatched the business card from Feng Lan's hand, picked it up and looked at it.

"what?"

"This aura is somewhat familiar. Let Long think about it carefully..."

Feng Lan stood aside without saying a word, his eyes moving around the dragon that looked a bit like a Western dragon, with its fat belly, relatively short forelimbs, and especially its flexible, snake-like, pointed and slender red tail, which turned around and around in a tangled manner when the dragon was thinking.

The house was quiet for a long moment, the only sound being the crackle of the flames.

Feng Lan took this opportunity to observe the furnishings in the house.

The whole room is very large, which is inconsistent with the smallness outside. Feng Lan has become accustomed to this. After all, as long as there are enough points, the interior of the house can be expanded infinitely.

The most obvious thing in the house is a forging table with many things and blueprints on it. Behind it is a huge golden-red flame that illuminates the entire house and burns non-stop. In addition, the ground and walls are filled with various materials that might be used for forging. Except for the small area where Feng Lan came in, she couldn't find any empty place to stand if she walked forward.

The red dragon thought for a long time, perhaps because he was annoyed, so he simply put the business card away. He looked left and right, and finally saw the tiny Feng Lan below, waving his claws at her.

"Alright, alright, I remember now. What do you want? Take it out. Long's time is very precious."

Feng Lan took out the red bow and the most expensive blood stone carefully selected from the game price, as well as the crystal of the blue tail tribe.

"This weapon has been with me for quite a while, but now it's a bit out of date. I want to strengthen it and increase its hardness without changing its armor-piercing properties or its general appearance."

The red dragon looked very rough, but its action of taking the red bow was unexpectedly gentle. Its pair of sharp claws, which were huge compared to Feng Lan, held the red longbow very deftly, and its golden-red vertical pupils looked at the red bow.

The red dragon then glanced at Feng Lan seriously, and in a good mood, he flapped his big wings, creating a whirlwind. He wanted to pat the human hard, but he didn't know where to start. "Not bad, human, you have good taste."