Seeking Recommendation Tickets
Chen Xiaojun tapped a fingertip lightly against the pile of wreckage. "Brother Fu'er, this Type Eight Flower-Like... why is it missing only the defense-specialized part?"
Tie Fu'er's rough fingers brushed over the ice-cold metal samples on the table, his voice carrying a craftsman's pragmatism. "Young Master, the hardest thing to crack is this 'shield.'"
"The material has to be hard enough, but it can't be too heavy, or it'll crush its mobility."
"The good stuff with high density... costs enough to devour gold and chew jade."
He shook his head helplessly, his rugged brows locked tight, as if he were being shackled by the heavy chains of cost and performance.
Chen Xiaojun pondered for a moment, his black-jade eyes turning toward the lush mountain forest outside the window. "Have you tried the 'Iron Fir Wood' from the Ironwood Tree Shield Xing Family in the commandery?"
"We have. Iron fir core board after cold-rolling treatment," Tie Fu'er said, a hint of approval flashing through his eyes. "It's indeed the most suitable frame for now. Its toughness and weight are both excellent."
Though it was good material, its price was certainly not comparable to ordinary earth.
Beside them, Chen Zhouzhao was bored from listening. He held his longsword with his arms crossed, the tip of his foot unconsciously tapping the scorch marks left on the ground. "Fat second brother, if you keep dragging your feet over materials, I'm about to lose all interest in beating up your iron lady."
Tie Fu'er snorted a rough breath through his nose and glared at him. "Save it. Next test, I'm finding someone else! With you two's talent for tearing down houses, no puppet, no matter how good, could withstand more than a few rounds!"
That tone was exactly like an old