Chapter 61 Chapter 61 Zombies

On the first day of their meeting, the old man gave He Junxia a warning by asking him to do a set of physical tests first.

But the wisher just turned 18 this year and is still a somewhat skinny little nerd.

Even if He Junxia started exercising regularly after traveling here, it is impossible for her to become fat in one go. After a series of tests, her physical fitness was far from meeting the old man's requirements.

He Junxia was criticized to pieces.

The general meaning is that you don’t even have this ability and yet you want to learn forging.

He Junxia chose to lie down and let the scolding go.

Don't be fooled by the old man's fierce look and high demands. He is a national treasure-level master in cold weapon forging and has long stopped accepting disciples.

If the world had not changed suddenly and the old man had not been invited out on the grounds of national justice, it would have been impossible for him to teach a child how to forge cold weapons.

At present, the only one who benefited from the whole thing was He Junxia, ​​but he looked thin and weak, quiet and didn't look like someone who could learn well.

No wonder the old man thought his nose was not a nose and his eyes were not eyes.

After scolding people during the physical fitness test, the old man threw a thick reference book at He Junxia and asked her to read it all within one day, and said that he would conduct a random check the next morning.

Staying up late to memorize is a medical student's strong point, so He Junxia directly burned the midnight oil to study.

Perhaps it was because he had traveled through time and space more often, or because he had absorbed a large amount of memory from three consecutive internship assignments, but his memory had improved significantly compared to the beginning, and he could remember most of what he had seen once.

The next morning, facing the random inspection by the old man, He Junxia answered fluently.

Huo Jianan examined it: "You have read this book before."

He Junxia said innocently, "No, I just have a good memory. I basically never forget anything I've seen."

Huo Jianan didn't quite believe him, so he took out a booklet from his bag and handed it to He Junxia, ​​saying in a slightly cold tone, "Page 15. You'll have ten minutes to take notes."

He Junxia took only five minutes to memorize the knowledge on page 15 word for word, speaking clearly without any pause.

The fierce old man finally looked him in the eye.

"Hmph, you do have some skills. I hope you can learn as fast as you memorize it next time, otherwise don't say it was me who taught you when you go out."

He Junxia immediately took action: "Master, I will definitely not let you down."

The old man had a sneer on his face, but surprisingly did not refute the boy's address.

This kid has a calm personality, neither arrogant nor impatient. He doesn't think highly of himself just because he has special abilities. He's a good prospect, but a little thin.

But it doesn’t matter, just practice more and you’ll be fine.

In this way, He Junxia started his apprenticeship under the "patient" teaching of the old man Huo Jianan.

In order to have more time to study, he forced himself to complete all the daily production tasks assigned by the department in the morning, and in the afternoon and evening he went to the forging room temporarily built by the department to complete the training required by the master.

He Junxia was so busy all day long that she lost several kilograms in less than half a month.

However, although he is thin, he is not skinny. After the excess fat in his body is consumed, there is a layer of beautiful muscles under his skin.

Xie Liqing was so distressed that she tried to think of ways to make soup for He Junxia every day to supplement her nutrition. Her son went to work and had good benefits and high salary, but he became thinner and thinner, as if he was not fed enough.

What a black-hearted department!

He Junxia explained several times and even applied to take Xie Liqing to the cafeteria, but he was unable to stop her "pig-raising" plan, so he just let her go.

(PS: This was the first time he had tasted so many different kinds of soup.)

(PPS: It tastes really good.)

Those who had originally been quite critical of He Junxia because of the department's special treatment for him gradually fell silent - they could still hear the old man's loud voice scolding Xiao Xie in various ways from a distance, and the words he used were never the same.

It sounds pitiful.

This is not special treatment at all, it's clearly military training.

Everyone is a special person selected from thousands of people. When they go out, they are envied by countless people. Other staff members in the department dare not interfere and always discuss things in a friendly manner.

Moreover, Xiao Xie is the only second-level psychic in their department.

The poor child is too young and has no social experience. He doesn't know how to resist when being exploited and bullied by his boss.

Some kind-hearted colleagues couldn't stand it and reminded He Junxia openly and secretly, which made He Junxia laugh and cry, and he could only explain it properly.

Unfortunately, people are always more willing to believe what they see and hear, and He Junxia had no choice but to become a poor little thing in everyone's eyes.

However, he quickly proved that he was not a poor little person who was exploited, and Huo Jianan was not a perverted old man who only knew how to curse.

The sword that could cut through iron like mud cut through the air and easily cut off the head of an ordinary zombie, and the person holding the sword only had to exert a tiny amount of effort.

He Junxia picked up another sword whose hilt could be embedded with a crystal core, and placed a transparent crystal core on the embedding position and fixed it.

In an instant, flames covered the blade, and the scorching heat swept over, turning the zombies into ashes, leaving only small, crystal clear beads.

Compared to the clumsy method of directly using superpowers to release flames to cover the blade, which consumes a lot of energy in the body, this method of using superpowers to stimulate the internal energy of the crystal core so that it does not need to circulate through the superpower user's body, thereby extending the superpower coverage time, greatly reduces the consumption of superpowers, prolongs the superpower user's combat time, and increases the superpower user's means of attack.

The only trouble is that the embedded crystal core needs special processing.

But no matter how complicated the processing steps are, it is more convenient than temporarily absorbing crystal cores to replenish energy during battle.

After watching the demonstration, the ministers and deputy ministers applauded excitedly.

Minister Pang’s hands turned red from clapping.

She asked, “Can the first knife be mass-produced?”

Although cold weapons do not have as wide an attack range as hot weapons, they have the advantages of cold weapons. They can be used for a long time, can save a lot of resources, and are more suitable than hot weapons in some cases.

If every soldier could be equipped with such a steel knife, their survival rate in the field would be greatly improved.

If it can be promoted among the people and popularized in all aspects, more people will choose to embark on the path of corpse hunting, thereby reducing the burden on the military.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

He Junxia shook his head: "Not at the moment. The weapons have to be forged by me. It took me 15 hours to forge these two swords."

Minister Pang was a little disappointed, but not too disappointed.

It’s the same old saying, you can’t get fat in one breath, everything has to be done step by step, from nothing to something.

When mobile phones first appeared, no one could have imagined that these brick-like devices would become so popular in just over a decade that users could learn about major and minor events in the world without leaving their homes.

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The appearance of the new weapon instantly became a hot topic in the base.

At the same time, He Junxia also became a popular figure that many people competed to please - no soldier did not want to own a set of such weapons, and the psychics in the combat unit were particularly excited.

Even cold weapons that cannot be embedded with crystal cores are fine.

After all, no matter how good superpowers are, they will eventually run out of energy. Moreover, most of the missions they receive are related to superpowered zombies, zombie plants and animals, and mutated plants and animals. They are extremely dangerous and can easily lead to disaster.

If there were a special cold weapon, the combat effectiveness could be increased several times and the casualty rate would be greatly reduced.

There are also major forces secretly poaching He Junxia and using various strategies to try to dig He Junxia into their own nests, or let He Junxia tailor a set of weapons and armor for the psychics under their command.

The remuneration offered is staggering.

However, He Junxia had already made up his mind to "retire" in the military. He also admired the heroes who risked their lives to fight outside, and rejected all those who came to poach him without hesitation.

Be it beauty, money, or power, to him, they are all just passing clouds. These worldly things are far less important than going home.

As for who should make weapons first and who should make weapons later, He Junxia also made it clear that he would not participate in factional fighting inside and outside the military, and would leave the decision-making power entirely to the weapons department.

He believed that Minister Pang, who was wise, decisive and resourceful, could handle all of this.

The only thing is that the weapons he forges must become sharp weapons in the hands of warriors, rather than tools for the children of the powerful to show off their wealth and power.

If he finds out that someone is using the weapons he forged to bully the weak and show off his arrogance, he will put that person and his faction on the blacklist.

This is his pride and his bottom line.

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The current collection is 1470, and the nutrient solution is 444 (screaming, this is the number of tonics, I will buy a bottle for myself immediately)