Yu Xiaogang sat across from him.
"Methods for making certain weapons, and the proportions for gunpowder. They're all Mechanism-Type Hidden Weapons, so they require precise casting and assembly."
He paused. "Once made, these weapons will have the offensive power of a Soul Elder at minimum."
"If they're made well, even Soul Ancestor-level power is within reach."
Yu Yuanzhen turned the sheet of paper over and back again. Even after studying it for a long time, he found it hard to believe.
"Where did you get this?"
Yu Yuanzhen asked, then shook his head at himself.
If anyone else had said it, he would never have believed them. But he trusted Yu Xiaogang completely.
"Of the continent's renowned master craftsmen, one is Tai Tan of the Strength Clan, and the other is Lou Gao, president of the Blacksmith Association in Gengxin City."
"Your elder brother has some ties with Lou Gao, so that won't be a problem. Tai Tan of the Strength Clan works in this trade too, so he shouldn't be a problem either."
He gathered the stack of papers and set it on the table.
"I'll have your elder brother take these to show them."
Yu Xiaogang nodded.
"Sorry to trouble my elder brother. This is important, so we must proceed with care."
Yu Yuanzhen fell silent for a moment and tapped the tabletop twice.
He glanced at Yu Xiaogang, then spoke in a graver tone.
"Since you put it that way, I'll make the trip myself in a little while."
"Just in case something goes wrong."
The end of the agreed three months drew ever closer, but Flender still saw no sign of Yu Xiaogang or Ye Lin returning.
Standing on Shrek Academy's Training Ground, Flender inventoried everything they had saved over the past few months, then counted