Chapter 696 Fulfilling the Promise
The next day, Han Shuo got up and had breakfast with everyone.
Chen Hai's cooking skills were as good as ever. In just four months, he noticed that Lao Wu and his group seemed to have gained weight.
Fortunately, Li Shurou has maintained her original figure. As for Xiao Zhao, needless to say, he is very self-disciplined, and now that he is serving as an instructor for recruit training, he has become much more muscular.
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After breakfast, Li Shurou helped Chen Hai clean up the mess on the table. Fatty sat in the living room, still bragging to Lao Wu about the story he hadn't finished telling last night.
At this moment, Xiao Zhao, with his sharp eyes, suddenly noticed that Han Shuo seemed to have changed to a new Tang sword, and hurriedly ran over to ask excitedly.
"Brother Han, you've got a new weapon again? This scabbard is different from the old one."
"Ha ha!"
Han Shuo laughed heartily, then casually took the Tang sword from his waist and handed it to Xiao Zhao.
"Yeah, it's made of meteorite, isn't it beautiful?"
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"Meteorite!?"
Xiao Zhao exclaimed in surprise, drew his Tang sword with a "whoosh," and happily played with it on the spot.
"Wow! It's so cool! The faintly glowing purple patterns look so mysterious. The overall feel is similar to the two short blades of the wind."
"That's right. The main material of the Wind's short blade is also forged from meteorite. It's just that the other materials added are different, which results in a slight difference in the color of the finished product."
Han Shuo patiently explained it to Xiao Zhao.
"Handsome! So handsome, really handsome!"
After praising it excitedly for a while, Xiao Zhao greeted Han Shuo, picked up the meteorite Tang sword, and ran out of the room.
"No, I must show this kind of divine weapon to my new recruits."
"Brother Han, can I borrow your knife for a day?"
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Watching Xiao Zhao's departing figure, Han Shuo smiled and shook his head.
He remembered that because he and Fatty had returned, Qingyu had given Xiao Zhao a day off so that he wouldn't have to rush to train the new recruits.
Unexpectedly, a meteorite-shaped Tang sword actually made this kid work overtime...
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Without thinking further, Han Shuo turned and went into the room. After chatting with Cheng Shenghong on the hospital bed for a few minutes, he decided to get down to business.
When he took out a full bottle of turbid liquid from his backpack, everyone present except the fat man was stunned.
The fifth brother's eyes lit up as he shouted in disbelief.
"Holy crap? Don't tell me this bottle is full of murky liquid?"
"Otherwise what?"
The fat man glanced at the fifth brother with disdain and casually uttered a meaningful remark.
"Even if I did *that* every day, I'd still die from exhaustion and still not be able to fill this bottle!"
"Well……"
The fat man's words made everyone understand instantly, and they all gave him a look of disgust.
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However, Lao Wu indirectly received a positive response: the bottle really was full of turbid liquid!
"How many mutants must you have killed? Did you wipe out all the mutants in the bio-engineered human headquarters country?"
Han Shuo smiled, offering no further explanation, and handed the bottle to Li Shurou before asking a question.
"Shurou, do you think this turbid liquid is enough to make a dose of blue liquid?"
"That's enough! More than enough!"
Li Shurou answered happily, looking at the bottle of turbid liquid in her hand as if she had immediately entered a working state.
Like Xiao Zhao, she left a message and ran out the door...
"I'll go find Dr. Lin right now!"
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Afterwards, Han Shuo stayed in the villa for a while, then put on his coat and went for a walk alone.
He first went up the stairs to the top of the wall, gazing at the distant south, lost in thought...
At this moment, several soldiers on duty interrupted his thoughts.
"Hello, Brother Han!"
"Hello, Brother Han..."
Han Shuo gradually came to his senses, smiled and greeted the soldiers beside him, without lingering there any longer...
Then, as he walked, he inadvertently arrived at the square where Xiao Zhao was training new recruits.
At this moment, Xiao Zhao was stabbing his meteorite Tang sword into the ground, his face full of seriousness, and loudly reprimanding.
"Hey kid, hurry up and catch up from behind! How long have you been training? Why is your stamina still so bad!"
"And you, your grip on the knife is wrong. You need to get into a proper horse stance and stabilize your center of gravity!"
"..."
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Similar words kept reaching Han Shuo's ears from behind.
Before he knew it, Xiao Zhao had become a qualified instructor.
He didn't say anything to disturb them, but just stood there quietly watching, feeling a bit sentimental.
"Alas, how many of these young soldiers will die in the great battle to come..."
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At this moment, a man training in front of a wooden stake caught Han Shuo's attention.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Gold.
Of all the men under Hank's command, he remembered the courageous Gold the most vividly.
When the two sides first met, even though this person didn't have much fighting ability, he resolutely chose to stand in front of his younger siblings when facing zombies.
This alone made Han Shuo have a very good impression of this person.
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As God wiped his sweat and turned his head, he also spotted Han Shuo in the distance.
However, with his strict instructor, Xiao Zhao, there, he didn't dare to come over on his own initiative.
They smiled and nodded at each other, which was considered a greeting.
As Han Shuo turned to leave, he silently offered his wish:
Hopefully, this young man, Gold, will survive the great battle...
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Afterwards, he went to another corner of the ice city.
This place, which was relatively noisy, was where Lenn and his mercenaries lived.
After making a few inquiries, he found where Lenn was staying.
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"Thump! Thump! Thump..."
Han Shuo raised his arm and knocked on the door.
The door opened, and there was Lenn playing cards with his brothers at home.
He put down his cards and rushed over with a look of joy on his face.
"Haha! Brother Han, you just got back and didn't you rest at home for a few more days? What brings you here? Come in and have a seat, come in and have a seat!"
Han Shuo smiled and nodded, then walked into Lun En's room.
Next, the two exchanged pleasantries. After a brief reminiscing, Han Shuo pulled a weapon shaped like a sword hilt from his pocket.
"Here you go, Chief Lunn. I haven't forgotten what I promised you."
"Um?"
When Len saw the sword hilt, his eyes lit up.
Even without Han Shuo saying anything, he knew that this thing must be the lightsaber he had been longing for!
He quickly took it with both hands and carefully pressed the start button.
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brush!
A beam of white light appeared, mixed with some intense heat, which excited Lenn instantly.
"Hahaha! Good, good, good!"
He said "good" three times in a row, and then started waving and playing with it on the spot.
A middle-aged, overweight man wielding a lightsaber? The scene is somewhat comical…
Seeing that Lun En was in a state of self-entertainment, Han Shuo smiled and did not disturb him further.
After leaving the backpack containing the laser knife and laser gun behind him, he briefly said goodbye to his men and turned to leave.
By coming here this time, Han Shuo has fulfilled his promise.
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