Chapter 280 Qigong Master’s Weapons

Harold's final reaction was, as I expected, negative.

From the very beginning, things like the God of Creation have only been passed down orally from books, materials, believers in adventurer bases, or from folklore in the neighborhood.

It's just that he is the only god on the Zephyr Continent and is also the founder of the underground city. His strength is extremely powerful. How powerful is he?

In Harold's words, even if all the adventurers from the entire Zephyr Continent gathered together, they still couldn't bear the gentle breath of the God of Creation.

"Are you saying that his breath smells so strong that it can kill all the adventurers in the entire continent?" This is a question I asked sincerely.

After hearing this, Harold gave me a hard look, and then stopped talking to me.

At this point, the topic I raised related to the God of Creation ends.

The entire private room was silent for a while, and then Harold said, "I've finished my mission, what's your problem?"

I sighed and said, "My problem is that I have no money."

Harold snorted and said disdainfully: "I thought you had any special difficulties. If you need money, just tell me the amount and I will give it to you."

I shook my head: "Listen to what I have to say. My problem is that I have no money, so no material store is willing to let me go in to buy things."

After hearing what I said, Harold frowned: "Aren't these two the same problem?"

"You're right to think so," I said, "It's all caused by lack of money."

Harold said: "You need materials? Tell me what materials you need. If they are not particularly expensive and rare, I can find a way to help you get them."

"Look at what you said, my heart feels so warm," I said with a smile, "It's almost like drinking a glass of wine. Uh, what's the name of that wine?"

Harold was about to tell me the name of the wine when I interrupted him: "Ah, the name is not important. Give me another drink. I want to feel the warmth."

As I talked, I said to myself: "It's just like a fire in winter."

Harold clicked the bell on the table, and soon the waiter walked in quickly.

"Two more glasses of wine," Harold said.

"Yes, sir."

The waiter went out respectfully.

"Now can you tell me what materials you need?" Harold looked at me amusedly.

"Ah, of course, this is necessary. Actually, the materials I need are..." I deliberately hesitated to whet Harold's appetite.

Unexpectedly, he was not fooled at all and just looked at me with a smile.

I sneered and said, "It's just fine steel. I need a few pieces of fine steel to make weapons."

After hearing this, Harold chuckled and said, "So you want fine steel weapons. Didn't I show you my arsenal a few days ago? Why don't you just choose some from it?"

I looked confused and sighed repeatedly: "You are the leader of a guild after all, and you have quite a lot of people under you. I'm the only one who hides a few weapons from you every now and then. How can you survive?"

Harold looked startled at first, then laughed loudly and said, "I don't only have this warehouse weapon."

"Hey, from what you said, there are quite a lot of weapons?" I said with a malicious look on my face: "It seems that you have better inventory that you haven't shown me~"

As I said that, I couldn't help but click my tongue: "Look at you, you are so sanctimonious, but you actually have selfish intentions behind your back. I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that the boat of friendship could capsize at the first thought."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Harold said, "Come in."

Then, the waiter came in with two glasses of wine, placed them respectfully in front of Harold and me, and then left quickly.

After the door closed, Harold said: "You think too badly of me. The reason why I took you to that weapons warehouse is because the things in that weapons warehouse are all the best products that I have carefully selected." , otherwise, do you think an ordinary weapons arsenal is worth the effort I spend on it?"

The tone of his words was very serious, and I could feel the sincerity in it. In fact, why didn't I notice this?

When I took Harold's sword away, there was a look of regret on his face.

If it were ordinary goods, he wouldn't even look at it.

"Look at you, I was just joking and I took it seriously. Do you think you are a child?" I hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

Harold snorted, picked up the wine glass, and drank half of the glass in one gulp.

It seemed like he really took it seriously just now.

I bared my teeth and said, "Hey, hey, you're so petty. You don't act like the head of a guild. You're just like a kid of one, two or three years old. His unhappiness is all reflected on his face. I say, you can't Not so serious?"

"Seriousness is my character," Harold said, "and I can't bear the most doubts from my friends."

It seems that Harold has indeed regarded me as a friend.

I also took a sip of wine, but it was just a sip. The sweet and spicy feeling instantly filled my mouth. I grinned for a long time and said, "Good wine!"

After a while, I finally regained my composure, put down my glass, and continued: "You say that, and I feel relieved. I'll go to the weapons arsenal with you later. By the way, do you have a magic wand there? When I visited last time, Didn’t see it.”

"Of course, it's just in another room," Harold said, "I'll take you there and you'll find out later."

I nodded, thought for a moment, and added: "I need five."

After hearing this, Harold was surprised and said, "Why do you want so many?"

"You know, I also have my own team," I explained: "I want to change the equipment for the members of the team, and exchange shotguns for cannons."

Harold looked helpless: "You are simply helping the poor."

I thought about it seriously and said, "You are right to understand it this way."

Harold:

It was almost time to rest. Harold and I got up and left. Before leaving, we left a gold coin on the table.

I was puzzled: "Hasn't the money been paid before?"

"Here's a tip," Harold said.

I:

Rich people are different, they always tip with gold coins.

After leaving the restaurant, we went all the way to the hidden weapons depot before.

Entering the weapons warehouse, Harold asked me: "What kind of weapons are you going to get this time, and how many are you going to get?"

I counted them in my mind and said, "A war hammer, a pair of gloves, and a battle axe."

"Wait a minute," Harold interrupted me: "What do you mean by gloves?"

"It's the kind of weapon used only by qigong masters," I said, and thought about it carefully, the pair Phoenix was wearing should be gloves.

"The weapons of Qigong masters are not called gloves," Harold said: "They are called Qi Gathering Gauntlets, which are specially used to gather magic and convert it into Qigong."