A Small Meeting Gift

Many times, it was indeed the frontline warriors who fought with kitchen knives while the ranked weapons ate dirt in the warehouse.

There were many reasons for this phenomenon. It wasn't like one person could solve the problem.

However, according to Feng Ling's conditions, the weapons he forged would be distributed to the first-line warriors to the greatest extent.

Even though there might be some order problems in between, it was definitely a good thing for the frontline warriors.

"Thank you, Master Feng Ling. I thank you on behalf of the Peaceful Spirit Bureau's battle team!" Among the few people present, Lin Pin was undoubtedly the most excited.

As the leader of the battle team of the Peaceful Spirit Bureau in Mu Liang City, he was the highest combat power other than the director, a Level Seven supernatural being.

But his weapon was only a yellow-grade ink dagger.

It was not that he was ostracized and suppressed, but that there were really few ranked weapons.

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. Director Chen, don't be in a hurry to agree. This condition is what I value the most." Feng Ling waved his hand and emphasized.

"If I discover that one of the weapons is being used as a decoration, we will immediately terminate our cooperation and I will take back all the forges—this clause needs to be written into the contract."

"Master Feng Ling, don't worry. I can still make the decision on this matter. If such a situation happens, I will personally deal with it!" Chen Baisheng said solemnly. At the same time, his regard for this matter had also increased by a level.

"Very well, then. I will state the second condition."

"Change 90% of all my entitlement into ore resources."

"This…" Chen Baisheng was a little hesitant. He looked at Zhang Zhenguo. In the Peaceful Spirit Bureau, everything else was fine, but ores and resources were prioritized by the Forging Division.

As the person in charge of the Forging Division, Zhang Zhenguo was sitting here. He really could not agree immediately.

"No problem." Zhang Zhenguo did not hesitate and agreed immediately.

"Master Forgers already have the priority to buy resources. This isn't much of a condition."

"Good, satisfying." Feng Ling heaved a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that he would be hindered by this condition.

Zhang Zhenguo, a master blacksmith of the Peaceful Spiritual Bureau, might not think that materials were a problem when forging, but for some wild Forging Masters, materials were sometimes really precious items that could not be bought with money.

There was no choice. Resources and materials were originally controlled by the country, and the number of them circulating in the market was limited.

If it wasn't for the fact that large factories and companies had bought too much ore material, it might even attract an investigation.

Feng Ling had suffered in this aspect before, so he moonlighted as an UP Master and put up his identity as a "wild researcher" to reduce some attention.

"Since both of you are so straightforward and sincere, I won't talk about anything else. I agree to this cooperation."

"Hahahahaha, good, good, good!" Chen Baisheng laughed loudly. He was really happy.

A Master Forger who could forge top-tier earth-grade weapons was roped in by him.

He was not interested in these things to begin with, and he had no intention of climbing up at this age. Just the benefits to Mu Liang City were immeasurable.

"I'll have someone draw up the cooperation papers now."

The Serenity Bureau was very efficient, especially when a Master Forger was involved.

Within 10 minutes, the text files and recording backups were all delivered.

Feng Ling did not argue. He checked carefully and signed his name after confirming that there was no mistake.

After signing the contract, Chen Baisheng personally transferred the reward for killing the three Yamas to Feng Ling before leaving.

As for Zhang Zhenguo and Zhu Huo, they were already enthusiastically communicating with Feng Ling.

However, the two of them did not stay for long. After all, they still had a lot of work on hand.

After the two of them left, someone quickly sent some proof materials and other documents over.

The person who came was a man who looked to be in his thirties. He had an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure. He looked inconspicuous, but he was a Level Nine expert.

"Master Feng Ling, my name is Xiao Shan. From today onwards, I will be your personal assistant and be in charge of your safety."

Feng Ling originally wanted to reject this ranked expert who came to protect her.

However, on second thought, he had already reached an agreement with the Peaceful Spirit Bureau. He could spend more energy studying forging in the future.

Some errands could be left to others, and the people sent by the Peaceful Spirit Bureauu were naturally the best choice.

Would it be a waste to let a ranked expert run errands?

Heh, a Level Nine expert naturally could not just run errands. He would be a very good tool.

"Yes. It's the first time we've met, and I'm not prepared for it. What weapons are you used to?"

Xiao Shan was stunned, but he immediately reacted and hurriedly replied, "I'm best at firearms. Cold weapons are long sabers."

"Firearms, long knives…" Feng Ling nodded slightly, took the Bull Slaying Knife from the box, and threw it forward.

Xiao Shan hurriedly caught it and looked at Feng Ling.

"Firearms are not in my research scope for the time being. Take this ring-shaped Bull Slaying Knife as a greeting gift. It was forged a long time ago. It's low-tier Mystic-grade item. I'll make do with it for now."

Feng Ling's words almost made Xiao Shan lose his grip on the Bull Slaying Knife in his hand.

Low-tier Mystic-grade item, make do with it?

Xiao Shan swallowed and finally understood why Chen Baisheng said that this was his chance.

He had saved up three months' worth of merit points and an additional 500,000 yuan allowance before receiving an Ink Dagger in advance…

Ink Dagger was a low-tier yellow-grade weapon. It could be said to be the most ordinary ranked weapon.

And now, in less than two minutes, a Mystic-grade weapon had arrived in his hands?

And it was a ring-headed knife that was quite suitable for him.

"Master Feng, don't worry. I'll definitely treat it well. Let it…"

Feng Ling raised his hand and interrupted Xiao Shan's next words. "The best way to treat a weapon well is to let it kill as many enemies as possible. You don't have to give me any promises. Since you're here to work with me, I won't treat you badly."

Xiao Shan was silent for a long time before standing up and bowing solemnly. "Thank you, Master Feng. I definitely won't disappoint you!"

"Alright, please sit down. I don't have any rules here. Unlike your Peaceful Spirit Bureau, don't be too restrained."

"Yes, let me tell you about my next plan. I'm prepared to spend most of my energy on forging. I'll leave this shop to you for the time being. Of course, it doesn't matter if you want to hire someone or manage it yourself. At least there has to be someone who can watch over this shop."

"In addition, while I'm forging, you're responsible for coming to contact the Peaceful Spirit Bureau and taking on the responsibility of a living assistant… That's all. Do you have any questions?"

"No!"

Feng Ling nodded in satisfaction. "Alright, I'll bring you to familiarize yourself with the working environment first. You can officially start work tomorrow."

Feng Ling brought Xiao Shan to the small courtyard. Xiao Shan did not expect the living environment of a Master Forger to be so… simple.

Especially since Feng Ling was so young, he did not seem to be affected by the colorful and impetuous atmosphere outside.

"Perhaps that's why he became a Master Forger at such a young age."