Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 692 - 643 Ghost Curse and Demonic Corpse Oil (Two in One) _2

Chapter 692: Chapter 643 Ghost Curse and Demonic Corpse Oil (Two in One) _2

Only when Blacksmith Li finished forging and put down his hammer, did Su Ran step forward and respectfully say, "Blacksmith Li, thank you for your hard work!"

"Eh?"

Hearing the voice, Blacksmith Li was stunned, his gaze locked on Su Ran. Even before he had a chance to wipe the sweat off his brow, he walked over to Su Ran, bowing his head respectfully, "Milord, when did you arrive? I was so focused on my work that I didn’t notice your presence. My apologies for the oversight!"

"No problem, Blacksmith Li. I came to ask a question about weapon forging."

Su Ran went to the side, picked up a towel and handed it to Blacksmith Li, hinting to him to wipe the sweat off his brow.

"Forging?"

Blacksmith Li laughed heartily, accepted the towel and while wiping, he announced, "Milord, I can’t claim to be an expert in other areas, but I think I have some insights when it comes to forging. I can certainly give you some guidance."

"By the way, Milord, I just finished forging, and the room’s a bit of a mess. It’s also a bit hot in here. If it’s inconvenient for you, shall we continue our discussion outside?"

"No need, we are fine here. I don’t particularly care for unnecessary formalities."

Su Ran shook his head repeatedly. He was surprised to see how attentive Blacksmith Li was to details and his respect for proper manners. He was quite impressed.

"Suit yourself, Milord. What would you like to know?"

"Blacksmith Li, how can a weapon’s properties be transformed? I mean, without damaging the weapon’s foundations."

Su Ran took out the Blood Crystal Bone Scythe he had made and handed it to Blacksmith Li. This weapon was a thorn in his side: it had a formidable appearance, but its properties were complicated. To Su Ran’s despair, it wasn’t suitable for a mage.

"This is..."

With a gasp, Blacksmith Li gripped the scythe in his sturdy hands and began examining its properties and quality. His eyes lit up, betraying his excitement.

Su Ran was not in a hurry, all of this was within his expectations. After all, dark gold weapons are not common in the God-Demon Continent.

"What a magnificent bone scythe!"

While admiring the Blood Crystal Bone Scythe, Blacksmith Li couldn’t help but praise. He openly displayed his fondness for the weapon. After a while, he turned to Su Ran and asked enviously, "This bone scythe is a savage weapon, perfect for a warrior. Milord, why would you want to change the properties of such an excellent weapon? Isn’t it unnecessary?"

"I want to keep it for myself."

"I am a mage," said Su Ran casually, "It is not quite suitable for me."

"Such a shame for this priceless divine weapon! The Artifact Spirit has a soul. The warrior soul is mainly for attack, the magic soul is mainly for spellcasting. Since Milord is determined to transform the weapon’s properties, the only way is to shift the Artifact Spirit from warrior soul to magic soul."

Blacksmith Li looked at the fierce bone scythe with regret and then turned to explain to Su Ran.

"How so?"

There really was a way to transform the property!

Excited, Su Ran asked eagerly.

"To completely transform the essence of the warrior soul, one can only use ’Demonic Corpse Oil’!"

Unlike the crafty Yin Si, Blacksmith Li was honest and straightforward. He didn’t ask for anything in return and answered all questions without hesitation, which made Su Ran feel a bit embarrassed.

"Demonic Corpse Oil? What sort of treasure is that?"

"Milord, let me explain. Demonic Corpse Oil is an extremely yin substance, full of demonic energy. It is incredibly rare, and can only potentially be found in the land of the death spirits. If we want to completely transform this large bone scythe, we need at least ten drops!"

Blacksmith Li hesitated a moment before telling Su Ran the truth.

"Land of the death spirits?"

Su Ran repeated under his breath, then suddenly raised his head, "Is it available in graves?"

"Yes, but the chances of obtaining the Demonic Corpse Oil are extremely low, and its production is extremely rare..."

"That’s good enough, I’ll be on my way then, off to dig up graves!"

Since he had nothing else to do, Su Ran took back the Bone Scythe and teleported directly to the halfway point up the mountain. He took out his beginner’s gardening hoe and began doing what he was best at—grave digging!

...

As expected, when Stacey revived, she discovered that her Supreme Ghost Artifact had actually dropped. Instantly, she erupted in fury. Without the Illusion Ghost Ring, her abilities were reduced overnight to her initial level, even worse than those of a third-rate player.

"How is that possible? This is a safe zone, how could equipment drop upon death?" freёnovelkiss.com

Stacey gaped at her own finger, a look of disbelief plastered across her face.

"Complaint, this is a BUG!!! Equipment absolutely cannot drop in the arena!"

The furious Stacey immediately lodged a complaint with the Western God-Demon conflict game company. In no time at all, they called back.

"Dear player Stacey, we have accepted your complaint. Upon investigation, no abnormalities were found in the game’s operation and all the data is normal. Your [Illusion Ghost Ring] possesses a ’Drop upon death’ property, hence, equipment dropping is a normal occurrence."

"Bullshit! The Arena of Life and Death is a safe zone, how could equipment drop?!"

Stacey, maddened with rage and void of reason, shouted, "If you don’t resolve this for me, I’ll overturn your company!"

"Dear player, please mind your language. If you continue to behave in this manner, customer service will record your inappropriate behaviour. Serious cases will result in being blacklisted, and you will be banned from entering God-Demon Conflict for life."

The implication was simple; God-Demon Conflict didn’t need him as a player!

"You..."

Seeing the customer service representative standing their ground, Stacey’s anger seemed to vanish without a trace, replaced by reason. She took a deep breath and asked in the most harmonious tone she could muster, "I apologize, I apologize. I lost my cool just now. I just want to know, why did the equipment drop in the arena? By regional division, this arena should be within the safe zone. I’ve never heard of equipment dropping in this arena. Could you explain it to me?"

"In God-Demon Conflict, nothing is impossible."

Stacey was dumbfounded by this succinct reply.

After learning that the complaint was useless, annoyed Stacey hung up the call and immediately logged into the Huaxia region’s game forum. She wrote a long post, fearing that players might not notice. She even included the name of Spilt Water Can’t be Regained in the thread title.

Once she finished writing, she posted it!

"Spilt Water Can’t be Regained, let’s see what you do this time!"

Stacey had already given up hope of retrieving her Supreme Ghost Artifact. Her heart hardened, and she resolved that even if she couldn’t get it back, she would drag Spilt Water Can’t be Regained down with her!

She firmly believed that her provocation would plunge the Huaxia region into turmoil. For no other reason, the word ’Supreme’ alone was enough to incite a lot of drama!

However, Stacey overestimated her intellect. Her post was like a stone thrown into the sea, not even creating a ripple...

Huaxia region, game forum.

"You guys, look! That idiot Stacey posted!"

"Such a persistent bother! Even after being expelled from Huaxia, she dares to make a commotion on our forum. I swear I’ll curse her to death!"

"Count me in! I love cursing people!"

"Haha, since we have the big guy ’Spilt Water Can’t be Regained’ in our region, she wouldn’t dare to come. But she thought she could stir something up in our forum? How shameless! But then again, why should she be bothered about face when she carries such a high-profile bloodline?!"

"Let’s go, let’s go scorn that foreigner together, get her out of Huaxia region!"

Messages passed from player to player until everyone rushed over to her thread, curious to see what kind of game this foreigner was playing.

"Hmm?"

"Pfft HAHAHA! Look what she’s written: Equipment dropped in the ’Arena of Life and Death’? Isn’t that too fake? Is she trying to fool children? I think she just can’t stand losing!"

"Hey, the equipment that dropped is a Supreme Ghost Artifact? What a headline! My underwear is supreme too, perfect for blocking odors!"

"This woman is clearly not well-intentioned. She wants to incite a civil war with this non-existent ring, she’s too insidious!"

"But then again, what’s the big deal with it being ’Supreme’? It’s just a Ghost Artifact. Even if it’s amazing, it can’t be equipped. What’s its use?"

"Let’s go, let’s go. Go and mind your own business. It’s boring."

Poor Stacey was still smug about it, unaware that her post had only garnered a few comments before being buried. Even the admins didn’t bother to pin it. If she saw these comments, she might have coughed up three liters of blood...