In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

Chapter 634 Tough enough, durable enough, and easy to use

Upon leaving the Scarlet Rabbit Mechanical House, Mo Chen immediately spotted the rising black smoke from the blast furnace next door.

As you get closer, you can hear the clanging and banging of blacksmithing.

According to Xiao Da, the residence was assigned to two blacksmiths, Bellenko and Ham, who opened a blacksmith shop there, selling various finished weapons or providing forging and recasting services.

The bellows pounded violently, making the raging fire in the furnace burn even higher. As soon as Mo Chen stepped into the courtyard, a wave of intense heat, carrying the smell of metal and coke, hit him.

Berylenko, the Iron Hammer Orchid Spirit, was shirtless, revealing his muscular, bronze-colored arms.

He gripped the forging hammer tightly, his gaze sharp and focused. Each swing of the hammer carried immense force, sending sparks flying that then vanished into the cool air.

Ham, an apprentice of Bellenko, stood energetically by the forge after having just drunk a cup of coffee, holding a red-hot iron billet in pliers.

He controlled the iron blank, ensuring that each of his master's hammer blows landed precisely on the part of the blank that needed to be forged.

With a low shout from Belilenko, Ham quickly flipped the iron billet over, moving the pliers with complete concentration to perfectly follow the next hammer blow.

Their perfect teamwork created a continuous, crisp, rhythmic clanging sound that echoed in Mo Chen's heart like the beating of war drums.

A rough, unformed iron blank gradually unfolds and transforms under Bellenko's forging hammer, gradually being imbued with a soul.

Mo Chen stood quietly not far away, without making a sound to disturb him.

This blacksmith shop is filled with focus and enthusiasm at this moment, a dedication unique to craftsmen.

After the iron billet was hammered, it was thrown into the cooling pool.

Berylenko straightened up, let out a long sigh, wiped the sweat from his brow with the towel draped around his neck, and noticed Mo Chen, who had been standing there for a long time.

He laughed heartily, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Oh, a guest? Need weapons forged? Or are you here to maintain my equipment?"

Ham nodded to Mo Chen, picked up the water jug ​​beside him, and gulped down several mouthfuls.

"I heard that two excellent blacksmiths have come to my War Courtyard. I happened to be passing by, so I decided to come and take a look."

Mo Chen looked at the iron billet that had already taken shape in the cooling pool: "The forging skills of the two of you... are really not good enough to be called excellent."

"Your family courtyard? Wait, could you be the owner of courtyard number 5905!"

Berylenko's eyes widened in shock, and he forgot to put down the towel he was using to wipe his sweat. His rugged face was now filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Ham immediately stood up straight, his relaxed expression turning respectful.

“That’s right, I am Mo Chen, the owner of courtyard number 5905.”

Mo Chen nodded slightly, revealing his identity to the two plant spirit warriors.

"It turns out it's the owner of the house. I'm disrespectful."

Berylenko, not bothering to wipe the sweat from his body, strode forward, his voice booming with excitement: "I've long heard that the owner of courtyard number 5905 is a remarkable person, and to meet him today is truly an honor..."

He was momentarily speechless, scratched his head, and gave a simple yet awkward smile.

Ham quickly put down the water bottle he was holding, awkwardly wiped his hands on his apron, and continued his master's words: "Much younger than I imagined."

"There's no need for such formalities. Since you two are willing to join the courtyard, we will be comrades-in-arms who can entrust each other with our backs from now on."

Looking around at this small but fully equipped blacksmith shop, Mo Chen couldn't help but become interested: "Master Belilenko, and young master Ham, can you forge any kind of weapon here?"

"Of course, sir."

When it came to his area of ​​expertise, Belirenko perked up immediately. He patted his chest vigorously and said confidently, "What kind of weapon does the master want? I will forge one for you right away. Whether it is a sword, spear, halberd, axe, hook, or fork, it is all within my capabilities."

After a brief pause, Belilenko added, "Don't worry, the quality is absolutely top-notch, and I won't even charge you a single World Point."

"Hmm... that won't do. I can't take advantage of my own plant spirit warriors. How about we go with the market price?"

Mo Chen shook his head and declined Bellenko's offer.

"Oh, why are you being so polite with me? I'd be proud to have you forged weapons."

Upon hearing this, Berylenko's dark face turned bright red. He waved his hands repeatedly, throwing the towel in his hand onto the tool rack beside him.

Ham chimed in, "Master is right, we can't talk about money..."

Seeing the two plant spirit warriors' anxious expressions, Mo Chen waved his hand, signaling them to calm down.

“The courtyard at No. 5905 follows the rules. As the homeowner, I should set an example. Your forging skills are worthy of my corresponding compensation.”

Berylenko took the towel back and draped it around his neck again: "Alright, then please tell me, sir, what type of weapon do you need me to forge for you?"

With a thought, Mo Chen took out a gauntlet from the secret realm and handed it to Belienko.

"This is my baseball bat. For some reason, the shaft was completely shattered, leaving only the handguard. I need Master Belilenko to forge a new baseball bat for me, and I'll use the original handguard."

He thought for a moment and then clarified his needs: "My requirements are not high, only three: it must be sturdy enough, durable enough, and easy to use."

Berylenko squinted and gently stroked the baseball bat handguard that Mo Chen had given him.

He picked it up, examined it carefully for a moment, and his expression became extremely solemn: "Alright, I'll accept your order, but..."

Mo Chen asked curiously, "But what?"

"Ordinary materials may not meet your needs. Since we want to forge a handy weapon, we have to use some 'hard stuff'."

Berylenko turned and walked into the depths of the blacksmith's shop, with Ham following closely behind.

A short while later, two plant spirit warriors emerged carrying a basket of dark metal ingots.

The metal ingots looked unremarkable, even somewhat dull.

But when Ham placed them on the forging table, Mo Chen clearly felt that the surrounding air seemed to become heavier.

"This is?"

"Meteorite Iron is a rare material extracted from meteorites that fall from the sky. It has extremely high density and hardness far exceeding that of ordinary metals. It can even be compared with the Empire's Dark Alloy. More importantly, it can withstand a large amount of spiritual power and can even repair itself."

Mo Chen nodded approvingly: "That's good, let's use this material."

"Okay, when do you need to receive it?"

Berylenko's eyes gleamed with eager anticipation as his rough hands gently caressed the dark meteorite ingots.

"Can you do it in one day?"

Mo Chen's gaze was calm, yet filled with an undeniable expectation. He glanced at the sky and said loudly, "I will come to collect it at this time tomorrow."