Faced with three options, Gu Xi hesitated again and again before finally deciding to bet on a chance.
He made that choice mainly because Mount Tai Prefect's Secret Records were already in his hands, and this would not be his only opportunity to craft something.
As for things related to the Mount Tai God path, Gu Xi would have more chances to forge them in the future.
As for Seeking Stability, its approach was eighty percent similar to Betting on a Chance. The only difference was that it lacked the final element of risk, placing the plan's focus on growth instead.
Did that even need consideration?
No matter how meticulously these blacksmiths thought things through, they were still only blacksmiths. Could they possibly know how Gu Xi's future path ought to develop?
That kind of seeking-stability mentality would not do.
In truth, Gu Xi already had the urge to bet on a chance.
For Gu Xi, so what if he lost the bet?
Even failure would provide experience from failure, right?
Seeing Gu Xi make his decision, Shi Fuqian did not try to persuade him further. After all, this was Gu Xi's own affair. What he wanted was ultimately for Gu Xi to decide.
Blacksmiths like them only considered whether something could be made, not whether the finished product would be suitable.
"Now that it's decided, the arsenal probably can't handle this. Go to Old Seven's Blacksmith Shop instead; he can make it there. Then arrange a few people to give Old Seven a hand. If you're going to gamble, gamble big."
After saying that, Shi Fuqian leaned back against the side of the pool.
"As for me, I can't go on now. I only drank a little, yet my head is already spinning. I'll soak here for another day."