I have an Apocalypse City Chapter 190 – Chapter 190: Chapter 190: For Forging

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: For Forging

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Song Jian walked up to a few stalls, swept a glance around, and his eyes immediately lit up;

“What are these boxing gloves made of? How much are they selling for?” Song Jian asked, pointing at a few Fine Iron Boxing Gloves placed in front of a stall.

“Fine Iron Boxing Gloves (white), function unknown.”

“My friend, you have good taste. This is a white-quality forging material, capable of producing level 10 blue-quality equipment, these Fine Iron Boxing Gloves are raw materials. They can also increase the success rate of forging. How about it? Want to buy a couple and test them out? They're cheap anyway, even if the forging fails, you won't lose much!” The stall owner quickly said with a smirk.

“Can it really be used to forge level 10 blue-quality boxing gloves?” Song Jian showed a skeptical expression, clearly unconvinced.

“Of course, look at its attributes. Even though its functions are unknown. But just from its name, you know. It can definitely be used to forge a full set of valuable materials. You can buy one for just five Doomsday Coins here. Even if you fail, how much would you really lose? It can be considered as spending money to buy forging proficiency, you wouldn't be at a loss!” The man was insistent;

After hesitating for a moment, Song Jian nodded and said, “Alright then, I'll buy all five Fine Iron Boxing Gloves here. I need to rush to practice my forging proficiency. Even if forging fails, I can still gain some proficiency points from the white-quality materials.”

“That's the spirit, bro, you absolutely won't regret it!” The man was grinning from ear to ear. These “Fine Iron Boxing Gloves” were practically useless, and could only be sold back to the system store for one Doomsday Coin. They weren't even forging materials. If they were thrown onto a forge, the system would just prompt “this item cannot be forged”.

“Hey, mate, I also have three Fine Iron Boxing Gloves here, I'll sell them to you for five Doomsday Coins each. To level up your forging skill, you'll need lots of materials!” Someone nearby quickly chimed in;

Fine Iron Boxing Gloves could drop with a certain chance after killing an Iron Fist Zombies. Ever since these people reached level 10, they had been hunting monsters here, killing at least a hundred Iron Fist Zombies with each of them getting several Fine Iron Boxing Gloves.

Song Jian bought all the Fine Iron Boxing Gloves from the stalls near the fountain, totaling twenty, costing him a hundred Doomsday Coins.

After making his purchases, Song Jian was not in a hurry to leave. He glanced at the few people and asked, “Have you guys completed your Safe House creation task?”

“Yeah, we have. What about it, bro, haven't you finished yours? Need materials? I still have some wood and stone!” The man who first sold Song Jian the Fine Iron Boxing Gloves brightened up, and quickly asked;

“No, I was just wondering. You've all accepted occupational tasks too, right? The one that requires finding ten professional Combat Mentors?”

“Yeah, we all took on that mainline task. But finding Combat Mentors in this city is such a time-waste, we might as well level up while searching. Maybe we'll get lucky and bump into one!” Someone else joined the conversation;

“Have you encountered any Combat Mentors?” Song Jian's eyes lit up. He had already found seven Combat Mentors and still needed three more. If he didn't count the one that Han Hai mentioned which failed the test, he still needed two more to complete the task;

“Nope, leveling up is more important. I've leveled up to 56% of level 10 now. The amount of Experience Points required after level 10 is too high, otherwise, we wouldn't have to come here to hunt higher level monsters!”

“No, no, this city is just too dangerous. Wandering around aimlessly, we might accidentally stumble into a monster nest. We won't even know how we died then. Let's just stick to leveling up by hunting monsters and leave it to luck.” “Yeah, we've already been grinding here for three days, and we haven't even gained one level of Experience Points. This game is too hard!”

The stall vendors voiced their complaints one after another;

Song Jian shook his head, it seemed that these guys were all crazy monster grinders. They didn't even know that their Experience Points would be locked and couldn't increase beyond level 10 if they didn't complete the occupational task;

After glancing into the distance, Song Jian placed one “Fine Iron Boxing Gloves” in front of him and patiently waited;

“Hey, mate, aren't you going to practice your forging skill? What are you doing here?” The man next to him asked curiously. He looked at the Fine Iron Boxing Gloves in front of Song Jian and didn't understand what Song Jian was trying to do.

“Oh, 1 didn't learn the forging skill…” Song Jian said casually.

“Then you are…”

“Hey, bro, do you know what these Fine Iron Boxing Gloves are used for?” Someone finally realized, and quickly asked.

“Hehe, you'll know soon enough!” Song Jian said with a laugh;

Everyone exchanged looks, all having a bad feeling about this.

“What is that thing used for?” The man who initially tricked Song Jian looked at the boxing glove in front of Song Jian with a puzzled face, muttering to himself;

“Didn't you say it increases forging proficiency?” A man next to him gave him a sideways glance.

“Bullshit, wasn't I… just advertising, just like the beef in the instant noodle commercials!”

“There's nothing about it in its attributes anyway. Anyway, I feel like, at five Doomsday Coins, you definitely sold it at a loss. Wonder how much this kid here is going to sell it for!”

“Wait and see, an unknown function white item, how high can he sell it? I think five Doomsday coins are reasonable,”

“What if it's worth ten! Then we lost five!”

Song Jian listened to their muttered comments, smiled to himself, soon he saw a group of people running over from a distance.

“The Iron Fist Zombies should be around here, wonder if the drop rate is high. Three hours seems a bit tight!”

“What if the drop rate is high? Maybe one Iron Fist Zombie can drop two, after all, it does have two hands…”

“You have a point, let's try it!”

“Hey, look over there, someone is selling items. Isn't that a Fine Iron Boxing Glove? I wonder how much it's for. If it's cheap, we could just buy ten directly to complete the task, right?”

“This guy looks familiar!”

“Isn't he the guy who stood behind Fist Master Han Hai, and rode on a motorbike?”

Upon seeing Song Jian, and then looking at the boxing glove in front of him, they were all left speechless;

“How much are you planning to sell this boxing glove for?” Someone tentatively asked;

“Lowest price fifty Doomsday Coins, highest bidder gets it!” Song Jian said nonchalantly.

“Hiss-” The nearby vendors gasped. The Fine Iron Boxing Gloves they sold for five Doomsday Coins each were now being resold for ten times the price. This was out of this world!

“Those Fine Iron Boxing Gloves, level 15 regular monsters drop them, fifty Doomsday Coins, you'd have to be crazily poor.” A man at one of the stalls folded his arms, sneering;

“Exactly, what a joke!” The crowd showing disdainful expressions towards Song Jian.

“Why don't you try and kill them yourself to see.” Song Jian remained unfazed, smiling;

“Let's go, let's go. They're only level 15 monsters, they're nothing special, let's kill them ourselves!”

“Right, we'll kill them ourselves. I refuse to believe that we can't get the items to drop!”

The crowd headed towards the distant high-rise building. It was daytime now, and the Iron Fist Zombies were all hiding somewhere not exposed to sunlight. The shopping mall opposite and the New China Bookstore next door were obviously places where the Zombies gathered;

Song Jian wasn't in a hurry. He silently watched as the crowd entered the high-rise building. Soon enough, the sound of battle could be heard from inside.

Chapter end