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Descubra los mejores secretos de artesanía presididos en 'Jujutsu Infinite'

Autor : Jacob Actualizar : Feb 21,2025

Esta guía detalla la elaboración en Jujutsu Infinite, que cubre consumibles, armas y creación de armadura. La estación de fabricación, ubicada en el bosque zen, permite a los jugadores crear artículos de nivel superior utilizando ingredientes reunidos durante las investigaciones.

Elaboración de consumibles en Jujutsu Infinite

Consumable Crafting

Los consumibles mejoran las estadísticas de los personajes. Para crear, ingrese la estación de artesanía, seleccione "Consumibles", elija un elemento y haga clic en "Craft".

ConsumableDescriptionIngredients Required
Rage GourdIncreases damage by 40% for five minutes, lowers defense by 40%, heals 2.5% HP, +10% focus gain.One Damage Gourd, One Eerie Powder
Focus GourdIncreases focus gain by 50% for two minutes.Three Cursebloom
Damage GourdIncreases damage by 50% for two minutes.Two Spring Puff, One Cursebloom

Crafting Armas en Jujutsu Infinite

Weapon Crafting

Las herramientas malditas son esenciales para el combate. La elaboración requiere llaves y materiales específicos.

Cursed Tool/ArmorDescriptionIngredients Required
Electric StaffElectrically charged staff.200 Cursed School Key
Dragon BoneStrong, durable weapon.200 Cursed School Key
The Impossible DreamSpecial grade drop.200 Detention Center Key
Playful CloudPowerful staff.100 Heavenly Chains
Split SoulSpecial grade weapon obtained from defeating the Soul Curse Boss.100 Transfigured Human
Viscera ScytheSpecial grade tool made with Viscera essence.200 Tokyo Subway Key
Blood SwordPowerful glowing red sword.200 Yasohachi Bridge Key

Crafting Armor en Jujutsu Infinite

Armor Crafting

La armadura mejora las estadísticas de los personajes. La estación de manualización ofrece varias piezas de armadura. La siguiente tabla proporciona una lista de armadura fabricable, sus estadísticas e ingredientes requeridos. Debido a la extensa lista, se omite aquí por brevedad. Consulte la entrada original para la lista completa de artesanía.

Recuerde recopilar los ingredientes necesarios a través de investigaciones para elaborar estos artículos. ¡Feliz artesanía!

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