Chapter 635 The operation concludes; the decision to return home is made.
Inside the room, the two were clearly very excited after receiving their new weapons.
The fat man stood aside, muttering incoherently, and performed a kneeling ritual to his two weapons.
Xiao Zhao, on the other hand, gripped the long, long, long... military shovel tightly, waving it around in place for a while before finally stopping, satisfied.
"So handsome, I love him!"
After retrieving his new weapon, he nodded gratefully to the old craftsmen at the door.
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At this moment, Hank squeezed out of the crowd, walked up to Han Shuo, and asked.
"Young man, how are the skills of the instructors I brought?"
"Ha ha!"
Han Shuo laughed loudly and turned around to examine the craftsmanship of Xiao Zhao's weapon.
He glanced at it only a few times, and then summed it up in four words:
Exquisitely crafted!
It is evident that the weapons made from this perfectly proportioned alloy are indeed quite excellent.
"Uncle Hank is really strong!"
As he spoke, he gave a thumbs-up.
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After spending time together, Hank gradually became familiar with everyone. He laughed and casually asked a question.
"How about it? Should we exchange your Tang sword and this young man in white's short blade as well?"
"Uh... that's not necessary."
Han Shuo smiled and politely declined without offering any further explanation.
Clearly, Hank was a novice and didn't know much about this kind of thing, assuming that the Tang swords and short blades the two carried were just ordinary weapons...
Fatty and Xiao Zhao's new weapons, while better than most, are still far inferior in terms of material compared to those made of black crystal.
As for Feng's two short blades, Han Shuo still doesn't understand what they are made of, but he feels that they are definitely superior to his own Black Crystal Tang Sword in terms of sharpness and toughness.
This can be seen from the fact that Feng has used it for so long, fought the Zombie King so many times, and yet both of his short blades are still intact...
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Hank didn't press the matter, smiled and nodded, then changed the subject.
"Alright, then the four of you can rest in the room."
"I'll have my men load the submarine with fuel tonight, and we can head back tomorrow."
"good!"
As soon as Han Shuo finished speaking, Hank and his group walked towards the door.
At that moment, he suddenly remembered something and called for a halt to the crowd.
"By the way, Uncle Hank, there are no zombies in this factory anymore."
"If you don't want to travel a long distance, you can actually choose to stay here. The location marked on the map is much colder than here."
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Hank was genuinely conflicted about Han Shuo's suggestion.
However, he quickly turned around and made his final decision.
"Young man, forget it."
“We all really miss this place, but after you leave, who knows if it will be overrun by other monsters.”
"Although we are very reluctant to leave, we have decided to leave for everyone's safety."
"Even if it's colder over there, at least safety is guaranteed, isn't it?"
Han Shuo nodded and didn't say anything more.
He was worried that Hank's physically weak men wouldn't be able to withstand the colder environment, but since the other party had already made the decision, there was no need for him to say anything more.
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After Hank and his men left, the fat man seemed to have completed some kind of mysterious ritual and finally stood up from the ground.
He held a double-edged axe in one hand and a large shield covered in spikes in the other, laughing maniacally on the spot.
"Hahahaha!"
"How about it? How about it? Am I handsome enough in this outfit?"
"Especially this big shield, doesn't it give you a very amazing feeling?"
As he spoke, he turned the large shield around, revealing its intricate patterns for the three people in front of him to admire.
"Tell me, tell me, what do you three see in these patterns?"
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Han Shuo frowned, Xiao Zhao looked curious, and even Feng turned his head in confusion.
The three stared intently at the intricate patterns that seemed to follow no discernible pattern for a long time before finally speaking up.
Han Shuo: "It doesn't look good..."
Xiao Zhao: "Fatty, what are all these things?!"
Finally, Feng added two words, which was unusual for him: "Exaggerated!"
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Faced with the unanimous negative feedback from the three, the fat man angrily strode over, brandishing his large shield.
To everyone's surprise, as soon as he took a step, Xiao Zhao quickly stepped back.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
"Fatty, when you carry your big shield in the future, keep your distance from me. I'm afraid that the spikes on it might accidentally prick me."
After hearing this, the fat man was even more annoyed.
He stared wide-eyed, walked past Xiao Zhao to Han Shuo, pointed to the intricate patterns, and exaggeratedly described them.
"None of you noticed?"
"Be serious, these patterns took me a long time to figure out, okay?"
"Look closely, doesn't this look like three characters? From the outside in, it's clearly Wu Chengbin. As for my name, I just curved and extended the strokes a bit. It's very meaningful. Can't you all see it?"
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"Well……"
Han Shuo stood there awkwardly, carefully examining the spot the fat man pointed to for a while before shaking his head.
"Okay, it's a bit abstract, but I really don't see it."
Xiao Zhao circled back and nodded in agreement, while Feng completely ignored him.
The three men's behavior further dampened the fat man's spirits.
He shouted, turned around, grabbed his large shield, and stormed out of the room.
"Oh dear! The more abstract it is, the more artistic it is! You vulgar people, you're all vulgar!"
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After the farce ended, Han Shuo told the three of his plans that evening.
He planned to go with Hank and his group to the rendezvous point on the map.
After Qingyu finished purifying the turbid liquid, they made some other supplies. Once the team had grown stronger, they once again piloted the submarine across the sea to embark on an expedition to the distant western countries.
This way, we can be more secure when facing those complex combinations of organisms.
Having discovered that the "slime" produced so much turbid liquid and having acquired suitable underwater transportation, Han Shuo decided not to waste time aimlessly searching for alien species on this land...
The three of them naturally had no objections and all expressed their agreement.
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Thus, Han Shuo and his three companions' hunting expedition in the wild, which lasted for more than a month, was prematurely ended!
Including the 100 drops of turbid liquid they obtained from killing the "slime" yesterday, they have now acquired more than 1,000 drops of turbid liquid.
Han Shuo remembered that when he completed his 7th evolution, Li Shurou still had more than 100 drops of turbid liquid left. It seems that his team now has a final reserve of nearly 1200 drops of turbid liquid.
1200 drops of turbid liquid! That's a terrifying amount. We should definitely use it immediately to give everyone another chance to evolve...
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