I Have a Pet Space

Andy didn't spend much time in the pet space, and soon went out to buy flowers and grass for the flower fairy.

Fortunately, Heping City is also a big city. Even if people care about their strength, they still need a life they should enjoy.

So when Andy dressed up, came to the flower and bird market, and directly took out the gold coins, a lot of people flocked to the front and delivered what Andy needed directly.

When Andy arranges everything, it's already afternoon.

"I didn't expect these little things to be really tiring, and it takes time!" Walking on the street, Andy sighed.

"I don't think you look tired at all, but you are a little bit happy!" Zhengyi replied angrily.

Andy ignored the justice's ridicule, but suddenly stopped and looked up at a shop on the street.

This is a weapons shop. It looks like it should be a relatively large weapons shop here.

Andy suddenly realized that he was a magician but didn't have a magic wand, and he was a warrior but didn't have any weapons. He always felt something was wrong.

After thinking about it, Andy also thought about how to enter and take a look, get the weapon in hand, thinking of this, Andy walked towards the weapon shop.

The weapon shop is lively, even if it is large in size, it is still full of crowds and voices.

"My lord, what do you need?" The service staff at the weapon shop said respectfully with a sweet smile.

"A sword, I need a sword." Andy didn't think much about it. The sword is also the mainstream weapon of the warrior.

"Excuse me, what are your requirements for the weapons you need?" the clerk asked politely.

"Demand?" Andy blinked. He really hadn't thought about it. Didn't he just walk here, just on a whim.

The clerk didn’t seem to be surprised by this, and explained on the side: “We have a wide range of weapons in the weapons store, which can meet the needs of different people, and only what you need is the most suitable for you. If you are an adult I don’t know what I want, I can show you around!"

Andy nodded approvingly when he heard the words, it was true. If a weapon is not suitable for oneself, then no matter how good it is, it will not be of much use to oneself, and it is not what one needs.

Andy thought for a while, and said, "Heavy, hard, just two points."

Andy knows that he doesn't know anything about swordsmanship, but with his physique, he can shoot people to death, not to mention hacking people to death.

"Heavy?" The service staff was stunned obviously, hard to say, after all, it is not easy to damage. But epee, very few people would really mention such a demand.

Swords, what most people pay attention to is lightness and sharpness!

"Yes, that's it, is there?" Andy asked.

"Yes, of course." The clerk glanced at Andy's body that didn't seem strong, and squeezed out a smile: "Please!"

Andy followed the clerk to one side, followed the direction he was pointing, looked up and grew old, only to see a huge sword lying there.

The clerk explained: "What do you think of this epee one hundred catties?"

Without even thinking about it, Andy shook his head and refused, saying, "Not heavy enough, too light! Is there anything more important?"

The clerk secretly took a breath, looked at Andy secretly, his eyes tightened, and nodded at the several staff members over there, a few of them understood.

After a while, several people carried out a big sword.

The big sword is as wide as a door, and placed there, it gives people a sense of oppression.

"Five hundred catties, from..."

Before the clerk could finish speaking, and before he could introduce him, Andy moved.

Seeing Andy stepped forward, raised his hand, picked up the sword, danced, and the huge sword creaked.

"It's still too light, and the sword is too big." Andy said dissatisfied.

"If that's the case, if you want to build a sword that is no different from an ordinary sword, but also has weight. The material requirements for the sword are extremely strict, and the price may be high." The clerk overflowed with sweat on his face.

"Let’s take it out first, don’t worry about the money." Andy glanced around at the weapon in the counter, frowned slightly, and then reminded the clerk: "I repeat, what I need is a normal size one. , But a long sword that is hard and heavy enough, the heavier the better! You just need to know that as long as you find it for me, money is not a problem!"

The meaning of this sentence Andy has already said very clearly, he doesn't like the weapons in this hall, he is not short of money! But if there is no better, then he will leave.

"Sorry, my lord, it was a minor omission." The clerk also understood Andy's meaning, and quickly said, "We have one in the store for your request!"

"Really? Then show it to me quickly." Andy smiled.

Faced with what Andy said, the clerk said with some embarrassment: "This is not easy to handle. If the customer wants to watch the sword, it is better to follow me."

"Good." Andy did not refuse, nodding in agreement.

After a while, Andy followed the clerk to the second floor of the store. There were also many people here, but obviously much less than the first floor.

The clerk led Andy to a VIP room, served tea, and then said, "My lord, please wait a moment, I will arrange for someone to bring it to you!"

Andy nodded without speaking.

The clerk did not let Andy wait long. Soon, several staff members carried a pitch-black sword, pushed the door and walked in, and placed it on a stone platform in front of Andy.

"This is the heaviest sword in our shop. It weighs thousands of catties. It is made of several extremely precious minerals as the main material and dozens of minerals as auxiliary materials. It is not only extremely hard and heavy, but it is also the same size as a normal sword. !" The clerk explained on the side.

Andy ignored him, but reached out to touch the blade of the black sword.

A cold, heavy metal feeling came from the sword, even if Andy had not used the sword, but this already made Andy very satisfied.

The size is right, it is extremely hard, and weighs a thousand catties, which fully meets Andy's needs.

"I wonder if the customer is satisfied?" The clerk on the side was stunned before he could finish.

I saw Andy stood up, reached out his hand to hold the hilt, and lifted the sword.

Lifting a heavy sword in one hand, and his face is neither flushed nor panting, and the fighting spirit is not urged. It is completely dependent on the strength of the physique...

The second-order monks do not urge the fighting spirit, but only rely on their physical strength, although they are powerful. But having a heavy force and using a heavy weapon is not a concept at all.

The shop assistants were all dumbfounded, feeling that their worldview had collapsed.

With such a small body in front of him, he could lift such a heavy sword casually.

"The adult is really strong. This sword weighs a thousand catties and can be used so casually. Adults, do you think this sword is satisfactory?" The clerk came back to his senses and said with a smile.

Andy nodded, danced with a black sword in his hand, and said with satisfaction: "The weight is qualified, the size is good, what price?"