Chapter 275: Naguri Village.
The compiler looked at the dark-skinned bald man before him, then glanced at his picture on the list, and couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.
In the portrait on the list, he had long hair, no beard, and healthy wheat-colored skin—completely different from the bald man standing before him.
But the people around from Loke Clark showed no particular reaction, and the village chief of Naguri was full of pride.
The bald man’s eyes gleamed, as if piercing through the compiler’s expression. He stepped forward to introduce himself voluntarily.
“People have been brought here. I’ll go check out the Spirit Mountain Dragon materials first, remind them about precautions, and take a stroll around the village!”
And just like that, the village chief dashed off like a flash, disappearing in an instant.
“Earlier, I noticed you kept looking at my head. When I first arrived at Naguri Village, my hair would easily get singed. Later, for coolness and ease, I just shaved it all off.”
Hearing the young bald man’s words, the compiler nodded thoughtfully.
The keen insight this youth displayed in reading his expression was undoubtedly a plus point. Having heard that this was the candidate designated by the Loke Clark Guild for the next team leader position, and after hearing others discuss him along the way, the compiler had already formed a preliminary good impression while naturally being curious about meeting him in person.
The image of the previous team leader was deeply ingrained in everyone’s mind, so as the future team leader, he inevitably harbored some thoughts of evaluation.
“This is a steel conveyor belt powered by burning coal. Some large iron pieces are heavy and hot, so this can avoid the danger caused during transportation.”
The bald man led everyone to introduce various facilities of Naguri Village. Jié Jié stepped onto a high iron canister, only to be scalded and flown up, landing on a warm hanging rack nearby. His line of sight was directed toward the starting point of the production line.
At the start of the production line, several molten iron tanks were opened by workers below, and the scorching molten iron was poured into molds. Surrounded by magma pools with high heat and the heavy blows of hoists, they were shaped accordingly.
As the most convenient material, magma flowing from openings in the volcanic mountain body was introduced into the large and small magma pools of Naguri Village. It flowed alongside the production line, maintaining the initial heat of the iron pieces during transportation for subsequent shaping.
The next step for the iron pieces would be the blacksmiths’ hammers.
Forging equipment such as anvils were embedded around the production line, and near the workbench often lay wrenches for grabbing, fixing the iron pieces to await the craftsmen’s hammering.
Most of the craftsmen were fully protected, but there were also Earth Dragon men enjoying the heat radiation from the magma with their upper bodies exposed.
The shouts of the people mixed with the sounds of hammers striking, accompanied by the boiling hisses of magma, creating a scene Jié Jié had never seen before.
The magma flowed lazily, the hammers collided with the iron pieces, sparks flying everywhere, and the thunderous sound of the hoist hammer falling entranced him.
He could stare at these steps for days!
Besides the fiercest forging, Naguri Village also had some delicate craftsmanship. Hunters’ equipment wasn’t merely made of iron pieces.
The shells and bone materials of monsters were ground into suitable shapes on flywheels. Hard nails connected them with steel, and engravers studied the patterns on the equipment, considering both the appropriate places and the size of the slots to effectively enhance the performance of the equipment.
Moreover, there were leatherworkers who processed the hides and scales of monsters, preserving their toughness in the joints of armor.
At a glance, the parts of most armors made from monster materials were quite limited. Only powerful hunters could fully control equipment made entirely from complete monster materials, bearing the full strength of the monsters.
Besides making weapons and armor, there was also a place independent of steel and magma – the equipment design area. With all kinds of complicated blueprints, a complete structure of equipment or large tools could be constructed.
At this moment, the technician from the equipment design department was flipping through a pile of documents, beginning to assign new tasks. A senior member from the flying airship came here under the guidance of an Earth Dragon person to observe.
Jié Jié glanced over, recognizing something very familiar—it was the Strike Dragon Gun he had been holding day and night recently.
Apparently, after the specially-made Strike Dragon Gun on the Fēng Shān Márón was lost, the guild used this trip to place an order.
After exploring everywhere, he found the military supply storage buried halfway in the mountain cave.
“Let me see what kind of goodies are inside.”
Excitedly, Jié Jié flew into the warehouse of Naguri Village, seeing various equipment displayed there.
From skinning knives and firelocks to hunting gear for large monsters, from leather armor adorned with bones to armor made entirely from monster materials, everything was dazzling and abundant.
A tunnel was excavated connecting to the dock outside the mountain, with rail cars transporting goods. The equipment was packed and directly transported to the dock, fulfilling orders from all over the world.
The docks were filled with rail cars, and another warehouse was built here. Finally, Jié Jié saw weapons suitable for dragons or against dragons.
Strike Dragon Guns, in many styles.
Full of coarse spines, smooth gun barrels with spiral blood grooves, and stacked angles covering the entire gun.
There were different sizes from small to large, applicable to various monsters, whether for stabbing or gripping, satisfying needs either way.
“Grr.”
Jié Jié swallowed his saliva, feeling greedy.
Because there were sizes suited for him—those that could fit perfectly in his hands as weapons.
Staring here for a long time, his moral bottom line faced its greatest challenge ever.
The demon-like Extinction Dragon and the angelic Smoky Snow Weasel occupied opposite sides of his mind.
One argued that since they’re all monsters, why care so much? Just snatch it; it’s better as a monster where humans perceive no morality.
The other argued that this isn’t the wilderness, and he hasn’t experienced anything in Naguri Village yet that could justify crossing his moral line.
Being human, sticking to morals is the most important thing.
There is indeed a difference between monsters and humans.
But, the former applies to outsiders, while the latter pertains to oneself.
Perhaps every person or creature looks like a philosophical zombie to others, but only one knows they aren’t.
Jié Jié resolutely turned away, feeling he did a good deed because he successfully restrained himself!
Looking at the other side of the dock, the magma flowed from the rock layers into the ocean. After layers of steam, it solidified into thick obsidian floating on the water, and people could be seen collecting the obsidian.
Flapping his wings, he flew towards the lava-covered mountains Naguri Village leaned against.
