Chapter 907: Chapter 907: Werewolf Village 4
Bai Youwei and Shen Mo walked around the house again, and upon closer inspection, they discovered more silver nails.
These nails were hamred from inside to outside, with only a short sharp tip exposed, which shimred under the sunlight.
If it were a pitch-dark night, they would likely go unnoticed.
“Look over there,” Shen Mo pointed to a nearby house for Bai Youwei, “There are also a row of nails on the door.”
Bai Youwei thought for a mont then looked around, whispering, “It seems that many villagers know about this thod. If they don’t want to be attacked by Werewolves at night, they need to install silver nails on doors and windows to prevent Werewolves from breaking in. But, where did they get these silver nails?”
Shen Mo said, “I saw a bakery and a leather shop on the road earlier. Since the village has everything, there should also be a role like a silversmith. Let’s go find one.”
Bai Youwei nodded, and they continued to stroll around the village, casually observing a few more houses and discovering more silver nails.
“This village chief is sly,” Bai Youwei sneered, unimpressed, “The empty house he introduced to us doesn’t have silver nails. He wants us to be the Substitute, no wonder he was so enthusiastic~”
Shen Mo slightly furrowed his brows and said indifferently, “If every household has silver nails, but the rules require a Werewolf to attack soone every night, what would a Werewolf do?”
Bai Youwei paused, stopping in her tracks, “If every house has silver nails… the Werewolf would still choose a house to attack, so, defense is zero?”
“Yes,” Shen Mo nodded, “It seems, even if we find the silver nails, we can’t be careless. There must be other thods to avoid Werewolf attacks in this village. Let’s go find the Silversmith for now.”
They continued wandering around the village, asking several villagers, but while they did not find the Silversmith, they did find a Blacksmith in the village.
The Blacksmith’s shop sold tools like hamrs, shovels, knives, etc., all forged by the Blacksmith himself, and occasionally, he would help repair silverware.
Thus, the Blacksmith’s shop had a small amount of silver.
Just as Bai Youwei and Shen Mo walked into the Blacksmith’s shop, Hans and his group were coming out.
Hans saw Bai Youwei and Shen Mo and imdiately smiled, saying, “You found this place too.”
Shen Mo glanced impassively over the leather bag in the other’s hand.
Hans chuckled, “You are too late, think of sothing else, or you might encounter trouble tonight.”
His companions behind him burst into laughter, their eyes full of unbridled mockery, and then followed Hans out of the Blacksmith’s shop.
Shen Mo furrowed his brows and watched the group walking away, comnting, “He has changed a lot.”
Initially a polite person, his behavior turned provocative and scornful after entering the B War Zone.
“Maybe he wants to provoke us,” Bai Youwei snorted, “After all, showing aggression during the day could lead the villagers to catch and burn him.”
Shen Mo thought for a mont, and without further ado, grasped Bai Youwei’s hand, “Let’s go inside.”
…
In the Blacksmith’s shop, the old Blacksmith was repairing a broken pot handle, banging away nonstop.
Without looking up, he said upon hearing footsteps, “If you’re here to buy silver, there’s none left today, co back in three days!”
Three days?
Bai Youwei was stunned; waiting three days would be too late!
“Is there no silver left?” Shen Mo asked the Blacksmith.
“None left, so people just ca and bought all the silver!” The Blacksmith stopped his hamring, turned to look at them, and gestured for them to leave, “Go on, get out, there’s no silver to sell to you!”
Bai Youwei and Shen Mo looked at each other.
How much silver could a few silver nails use? Even if Hans and his four n each took about ten, they wouldn’t need to buy out the Blacksmith’s entire stock.
Clearly, they wanted her and Shen Mo dead.
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