Chapter 382 Wrong Understanding

In this way, the day to meet Cagalli's parents was scheduled. Fortunately, there was plenty of time, so even if we started preparing from this time next year, it would still be in time.

However, there is no room for sloppiness in enhancing strength and leveling up.

For a period of time after that, I went out early and came back late every day, rain or shine, killing as many monsters as possible to improve my level and consolidate my strength.

Yula jokingly said that I had enlightened myself and finally knew how to work hard.

Harold also curiously asked me: Why don’t you try to challenge monsters of higher difficulty, but always linger on the 19th floor?

I shook my head and said: "Challenging monsters of higher difficulty can only reflect the strength of my explosive power, but the real long-term depends on my basic level and strength."

Harold exclaimed: "I always thought you were an assault-type adventurer, but I didn't expect you are actually a comprehensive type. I'm really impressed."

I just smiled at his comment.

As an adventurer, who doesn't want to fight against stronger and updated opponents every day, but killing those opponents takes too much time and energy and is not worth it. It is better to just farm the mobs in a down-to-earth manner.

In this way, the rhythm of spawning monsters continued for more than half a month.

On this day, I was bored with monster farming, so I decided to go back early. After saying goodbye to Harold and Yura, I walked back carelessly, taking it as a rest and relaxation.

When passing by the twelfth floor, Phoenix and the others were killing several stone shell monsters with ease. Although their highest level was only level five, it was already easier and more enjoyable to kill monsters of the same level such as stone shell monsters.

As the secret agent I entrusted to protect them, Godot will only take action at certain critical moments, and everything will be fine.

Without disturbing them, I just let them go and went all the way back to Airui City and went straight to Old Patch's weapons shop.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw old Patch walking slowly in the house holding his wife.

When I saw you, I quickly said hello: "Hello."

Old Patch's wife looked like a very well-educated woman. She bowed slightly, nodded and said, "Hello."

The voice was still weak, but it still couldn't hide the etiquette in it.

"My name is An Xiaoyi, and I am a friend of the old expert."

"Oh, you are An Xiaoyi." She smiled brightly and said, "I heard from my Patch that I was able to wake up and walk on the ground, all thanks to you. "

As she said that, she bowed to me with difficulty: "Thank you very much."

"Don't bother me, don't bother me." I hurriedly stepped forward, and together with old Patch, I helped his wife up. I said sheepishly, "Oh, it's so easy, so worth mentioning, hahahaha."

Old Patch's wife smiled slightly and whispered in Old Patch's ear. Old Patch nodded repeatedly, said "Wait a moment" to me, then supported his wife and walked slowly back to the room.

I leaned on the counter and watched him take his wife back.

After a while, old Paqi tiptoed out, saw me, laughed, rubbed his hands, and said, "This, my wife, will make you laugh."

"What a joke! Look at your wretchedness." I made a sound and said, "Is your wife cured of her illness?"

"Okay, everything is okay." Old Patch nodded repeatedly and said, "It's just that I haven't gotten up for too long, and my body is very weak."

"That's good." I nodded and said, "Where is my equipment? Are you done?"

"Oh!" Old Patch patted his head and suddenly realized: "I almost forgot if you didn't tell me. Wait, I will go into the house to get it."

After a while, he came out with a large pile of sewn armor, put it on the counter, and said, "Count them."

I took a cursory glance and saw that, yes, there were six pieces of outer armor of the same format and equal size.

Picking up one of them, I broke it back and forth. Yes, it was very tough. Then I pulled it hard. Yes, it was very strong. Then I took out the Naotachi sword and aimed it at the outer armor to chop.

"stop!"

A sudden loud shout startled me. I raised my head and looked at old Patch, and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"Of course there is a problem." He pointed at my Naotachi and said, "What do you want to do?"

"This?" I raised the knife and said, "Try to see if the outer armor is strong."

"You want to use this knife to test its strength?" He pointed at my knife and emphasized again.

"Yeah, is there a problem?"

"Why not!" Old Patch looked angrily and almost jumped up in anger. He said angrily: "This is just an ordinary outer armor sewn with the leg skin of the ghost-faced spider, but the weapon in your hand is by no means just Enchanting weapons is so easy!”

"Really?" I looked at the knife in my hand and scratched my head: "I always use it as a sharper ordinary knife."

Old Patch's face turned red. He pointed at me and said, "With your vision, your vision of treating iron pieces as magical weapons, how accurate can you be!"

"Haha" I laughed dryly: "If you didn't mention this, we would still be friends."

He calmed down a little, and then said: "If you want to try the outer armor, you can tell me, I have a lot of weapons, I can lend you one at will. Why do you have to use your unique sword!"

I was a little embarrassed: "Isn't that embarrassing?"

"Bullshit!" Old Patch rolled his eyes at me, took out a dagger made of fine iron from under the counter and handed it to me, saying, "Try with this one."

"It's made of fine iron."

As soon as I complained, Old Patch interrupted me: "That's much sharper than the iron piece you used before!"

I grinned and didn't say anything back.

As a result, the fine iron dagger was aimed at the outer armor and slashed down.

There was only a dull sound, and the blade of the dagger could not sink in at all!

My eyes widened and I was startled. Then I swung my dagger again and slashed at the outer armor. In a few seconds, I struck out more than twenty swords, and the sword hit the outer armor the most. In the weak position, without exception, more than twenty swords were bounced away.

"Not bad, not bad," I chuckled, "This outer armor is well made, but I don't know if stainless steel weapons can break through defenses."

Old Patch took the dagger and said: "Stainless steel weapons also have different types. Low-grade stainless steel weapons cannot break its defense. Medium-grade ones can compete with them, and high-grade weapons have to be slashed several times to break through the defense."

I gave a thumbs up and praised: "Awesome, very awesome!"

Old Patch had a proud look on his face, he was laughing, and his middle-parted traitor wig was shaking with his laughter.

In fact, I was praising the equipment's excellent defensive capabilities. Old Patch probably misunderstood me as praising his excellent skills. But since he misunderstood, let's let him enjoy his misunderstanding. It is a good choice.