Half a month later, Huo Yuhao and Zhu Zhuqing arrived at the gates of Gengxin City. Looking at the city hailed in this era as the City of Metals, Huo Yuhao still had confidence in his goal. If he could not find a reliable supply of rare metals of adequate quality here, he really would have no choice but to cross the ocean and head to the Sun Moon Continent.
Huo Yuhao and Zhu Zhuqing entered Gengxin City. As he surveyed its interior, Huo Yuhao's first reaction was disappointment.
This City of Metals was not what Huo Yuhao had imagined.
Although there were clearly far more metal ores and smithies here than in Heaven Dou City, most of what Huo Yuhao saw were scattered little workshops, and the trade in these metal ores was not particularly large in scale.
Huo Yuhao knew his judgment was influenced by the world ten thousand years later, but looking at the scattered smithies around him and their chaotic, jumbled surroundings, he saw none of what he expected from this era's largest metal distribution center on the continent.
Still, Huo Yuhao noticed how Gengxin City differed from other cities. At least the soldiers here all wore armor. Of course, from Huo Yuhao's perspective, the quality of that armor was terrible; some of it could not even be called armor.
Huo Yuhao also saw metal ores displayed in some smithies that were of extremely poor quality, with a great many impurities.
The sight made Huo Yuhao's heart sink. A gust of wind swept past, blowing his hood back and revealing his face.
Several unusual looks immediately came his way. Huo Yuhao paid no attention to the strange gazes from those around him, instead examining both sides of Gengxin City's streets.
Zhu Zhuqing reached from behind to