"I think the word 'madness' suits a blade better."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"After all, you always hear about people going mad and slashing around, not so much stabbing wildly."

"Hmm, makes sense. In that case, I'll forge a blade."

Ouyegan said.

"But a blade is so ugly and not quite flexible."

He shook his head.

"Then what do you want it to look like?"

Ouyegan asked.

"How about a Yanling Saber? It's both stylish and practical."

Liu Zheng suggested.

"Alright, then we'll forge it in the style of a Yanling Saber."

Ouyegan nodded.

"You're not planning to use me to forge the sword, are you?"

He realized.

"Exactly. Otherwise, why do you think I'd ask your opinion?"

"Sigh, I knew it. Let me just say upfront, you can use me to forge the sword, but only piece by piece, I can't jump in whole."

Liu Zheng immediately started negotiating terms.

Anyway, he's used to everyone in the Metropolis craving his flesh and 'meat'.

"You think I want you to jump in whole? Not just any piece of meat can be used! It has to be the essence, not the dregs."

"Of course, jumping in whole isn't without its benefits. With the resolve of a sacrificial victim or the resentment of a wrongful death, sometimes miracles happen."

"However, I don't like such shortcuts, so rest easy."

Ouyegan said.

"Whether I rest easy depends on who keeps the sword after it's forged."

Liu Zheng replied.

No one thinks they have too many weapons, especially since he has four tentacles. Even with this Metropolis version 'Snow-Drinking Crazy Blade', he's still one short.

"What? You want it?"

Ouyegan asked deliberately.

"Of course, a sword forged from my flesh would obviously perform best in my hands."

He said matter-of-factly.

"No rush. My rule is that the one who provides the materials gets first dibs. As long as you can pay, the sword is yours."

Ouyegan glanced at him.

"Haha, that's great, your wisdom is legendary."

Liu Zheng stood up and made an exaggerated bow.

"I can't vouch for your other skills, but this shamelessness is something I can see."

Ouyegan said disdainfully.

Being a technology-focused person, what he detests most are these glib talkers who change their attitude quicker than flipping a book.

"I can't help it; if I had your skills, I'd also shut the door and ignore everyone. But I don't."

Liu Zheng smiled wryly.

Who would humble themselves if they had a choice?

Back when he was studying, he was the type to chase someone with a brick for miles, even under the threat of expulsion by teachers.

At work now, although he smoothed out a bit, he's still ready to smash a leader's head with an ashtray.

But having a bad temper in reality might just get you jailed; in the Metropolis, having no skills and a bad temper really means you won't survive past the doorway.

Liu Zheng doesn't want to die yet, nor is he willing to.

The Metropolis is so vast, and he still wants to explore more before the instance settles.

"Alright, stop wallowing. If you dare to stand against Peacocks, why act humble with me?"

Ouyegan couldn't resist giving him a giant mocking eye roll.

"Haha, work requires it, there's no conflict."

Liu Zheng chuckled.

"Stay here, I'll go get the sword."

Ouyegan stood up and left.

"Don't wander around. If anything happens, I'm not handling your funeral."

He turned back to remind him.

"Don't worry, I promise I won't move."

Liu Zheng obediently sat like a schoolboy.

"Hmph, you better."

Ouyegan left the hall and soon returned with a box.

"In this box is 'Laziness'."

He handed the box to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng opened it to find a fruit knife, less than two fingers long, inside.

The knife handle looked like it was made of polished finger bones. The blade's back arched into a curve, seeming already impractical and uninterested in being useful.

"Name: Laziness"

"Type: Equipment"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect 1: Ingredients cut by this kitchen knife will maintain their current state. If processed again, they will rot quickly (limited to below perfect quality)."

"Effect 2: Targets cut by this kitchen knife will undergo a willpower check. If failed, their morale will decrease (the extent and duration of decline relate to their Spiritual Attribute)."

"Effect 3: The player can transform into a 'Lazy Demon' for one second, limited to once per instance."

"Note: Better alive, acceptable dead."

"Removable from instance: Yes"

"No wonder it's 'Laziness'."

He mused that the big move's duration is only one second, a mystery what's so remarkable about it.

Liu Zheng considered testing it but decided against it.

Since he could borrow 'Laziness' from White Feather Chicken later, losing a big move to try now would be shooting himself in the foot.

"Come on."

He put away "Laziness", opening his tentacles and presenting himself.

"Come on what?"

Ouyegan looked at him, puzzled.

"Weren't you going to use me to forge a sword?"

"You think forging a sword is like cooking? Just do it."

Ouyegan finally couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"I need to sketch a blueprint first, gather materials, then analyze their synergy..."

He rattled off a list of sword casting essentials.

"Don't understand."

Liu Zheng showed a clear-eyed look.

"I've had many offer me a fortune to share just what I said, and you're the rotten wood that can't be carved, listening for free and not understanding."