Apocalypse has broken out, zombies run rampant, and natural disasters are continuous.
In his previous life, Zhang Hao fought his way to the end by himself.
But as he looked back, he rea...
Transportation is a minor issue.
More importantly, the metal type is also very powerful in the mid-to-late game.
It can even remotely control a large number of metal golems, each carrying multiple times the amount of explosives, allowing them to launch suicidal attacks against hordes of zombies.
These three are truly talented!
Although they currently lack combat capabilities, they are definitely a force to be reckoned with in the future.
Zhang Hao asked expectantly, "Could you forge me a battle axe? Oh, no, two! Preferably double-edged, would that be alright?"
"Now?" Mo Yu was stunned.
"Yes, now!"
Zhang Hao nodded.
Mo Yu did not hesitate and immediately began smelting.
Fang Ping took twenty fire axes from the warehouse and placed them on the ground.
Mo Yu raised his hand and touched each of the fire axes one by one, and instantly all the axes melted into silver liquid.
The liquid continuously flowed and intertwined in the air, just like a scene from a science fiction movie, which was extremely cool.
A little while later...
Two brand-new battle axes appeared, with metal heads and handles.
It is entirely silver, double-edged, about eighty centimeters long, and the axe blades gleam with a cold light.
"Haha, this is awesome! I love this axe!"
Zhang Hao liked it very much.
Men, don't they just like this kind of thing?
After a brief examination, the axe, reforged with supernatural abilities, was indeed extraordinary.
It is four to five times heavier than before, but its sharpness and durability have also been greatly improved.
If Zhang Hao were to encounter the same cleaver zombie again, even without using his lightning-covered weapon, it wouldn't be able to crush the axe with its bare hands, even with its ice-based abilities.
Mo Yu is a top talent!
We must protect her well, and we must cultivate a good relationship with her so that those old cronies don't steal her away.