Apocalypse Gachapon

Ye Zhongming was too ordinary in his last life, so he didn’t know about the higher-end stuff. For example, he didn’t know what his crafting would cause.

When purple and seven-colored equipment formed, other strong lifeforms could pick up the energy fluctuations.

This wasn’t surprising. It was like how plants would give off a scent when the flowers bloomed and how animals would cry when they entered some periods.

The kings and Cloud Peak members sent people to surround Ye Zhongming. They even tried some ways to block off the energy fluctuation, but that was useless.

It wasn’t them over reacting. It would draw danger. To the current Imperial City, the danger was naturally Saint Light Hall.

Even the Posthumous people could sense that something strong would appear, much less the Saint Light Hall members. It might even push the war forward.

The Saint Light Hall higher-ups indeed sensed the change.

The three heads even wanted to attack immediately. They were worried that the Posthumous people would create something challenging to deal with.

But the Saintess retorted by saying that everyone has trump cards, which changed their thoughts.

Ye Zhongming didn’t know that his crafting would cause such a commotion. He focused on melting the materials and crafting according to the blueprint.

The rarer the material, the harder it was to melt them. The failure rate was high, too. At the same time, this also consumed the most mental energy.

Due to his high mental energy, this stage was his strength. He could ensure that his mental energy injection was stable enough, which would help increase the success rate.

Due to his high mental energy amount, he was able to be more detailed when melting.

The various materials started to merge and solidify. The shape of a blade appeared in mid-air.

This was the easiest moment to fail. Ye Zhongming had crafted many things in his life, but he was still nervous. After all, he had to add some of his crafting understanding into this which increased difficulty.

Based on the success rate on the blueprint, Moon Sand was 50% but those were basic stats. That wasn’t what Ye Zhongming wanted. He would add Ghost Metal, Drill Ocean Metal etc and even used seals which greatly reduced the success rate.

Of course, if it succeeded, the basic stats would increase significantly, so the success rate dropped to 4%. Fortunately, he had the Intermediate Smith Heart.

A chaotic energy started to fluctuate in the space. This was the most dangerous time as the blade's abilities would form.

Ye Zhongming’s eyes lit up, and he felt he was about to succeed.

But in the next second, a glass-cracking sound spread. The blade that had formed started to crack.

Ye Zhongming sighed and stopped.

Everything shattered and turned into metal shrapnel.

He failed when he was just one step away.

Outside, many people who paid attention sensed the chaotic energy that disappeared. They didn’t know what had happened, but they sighed.

Especially the few kings. Ye Zhongming getting stronger would only be good for them. They hoped he would succeed, but things didn’t happen as they had hoped. They only felt helpless.

The Saint Light Hall people were the ones who laughed coldly and gloated.

Ye Zhongming walked out and drank some water. He sat on the steps and adjusted his mood before returning.

This was why crafting jobs was tough. You needed blueprints, materials, and mental energy. On top of that, there was a success rate. There was also your understanding and style.

This showed the pressure that a good smith would face. Of course, if he succeeded, it would bring things that other evolved couldn’t replicate.

Materials started to melt and merge like the first time, and a foul smell appeared in the room. This process produced some gas.

Ye Zhongming added materials in with tempo. With his understanding of crafting, he changed the ratio.

Very quickly, the crucial step was here. The initial form of the blade appeared and energy started to be released.

“Yi, crafting again?”

The Saintess sensed the fluctuation and wasn’t as relaxed as the first time.

A smith that could craft such equipment consecutively? When did they have such a person?

Ye Zhongming didn’t know all this. He only knew that the crafting was on the verge of failing.

His mental energy and the weapon itself weren’t compatible.

This shouldn’t have happened, but it did. Ye Zhongmingn sensed it when he failed but thought it was because he didn’t control his mental energy input. This time, he felt like this happened because the equipment level was high and was repelling him.

This relaxed him as long as it wasn’t the beginning of failure.

He slowly started merging more mental energy into it and tried to be more detailed when he led his mark into the materials.

The blade started to form. Finally, at a certain time, there was a bright light. It was white, and then it turned gentle and purple. When everything quietened down, a purple blade floated before his eyes.

Ye Zhongming grabbed the handle, and a name entered his mind.

“Earth Sand Moon Blade!”

Just a name nearly caused him to jump up.

If everything were normal, the blade would be called Moon Sandstorm. However, since he placed Fertile Soil and it became Earth Equipment, it should be Earth Moon Sandstorm.

But that wasn’t its name. It was Earth Sand Moon Blade.

Ye Zhongming recalled something.

Named weapon!

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