【Physics Holy Sword】
【excellent】
[The most suitable weapon, which can cope with battles in various occasions]
[In the abandoned city, in critical situations, anything can become a weapon]
[Not easy to bend, difficult to damage, absolutely durable]
[“Use this thing to hit that damn bastard on the head!”]
[Price: 1000 Silence Points]
This thing looks like a crowbar.
One end is straight, and the other end is bent with a groove at the end. It is a tool used to pry nails, door locks, etc., and has nothing to do with the description of "holy sword".
As for why it is called the "Holy Sword of Physics", you may have to ask Dr. Gordon Freeman.
The reason why Lu Ban chose it, besides its moderate price, was also an important reason why there were no negative descriptions about it.
Most of the weapons in the [Weapon] category are either cursed, will attract the attention of strange beings, or simply can easily drive people crazy. It is very difficult to find one with no negative effects.
Compared to hot weapons that can easily hurt yourself, a stick is indeed the most convenient.
When Lu Ban got out of the car and followed the navigation to a wasteland, he had already exchanged for the [Holy Sword of Physics].
It is about sixty centimeters long and weighs less than three kilograms. It is made of some kind of metal that Lu Ban cannot identify. The stick has a hexagonal body and the handle is wrapped with coarse cloth so it is not easy to slip out of your hand. Just holding it in your hand, you feel it is very powerful.
Every man can't resist the pleasure of picking up a branch and swinging it, and the same goes for a crowbar.
Lu Ban tried, swung the crowbar and hit a protruding stone on the ground.
Snap——
A small hole suddenly appeared in the stone solidified from the hard waste cement, and Lu Ban also felt the special feature of the crowbar.
In addition to being extremely hard, it can also effectively reduce the feedback of force. Even if it hits something, Lu Ban will not be shocked out of his hand by the reaction force. Moreover, when he swings the crowbar, his strength increases a lot, and his skills in using the crowbar also improve. It seems that he can at least pry open an ordinary iron door.
Like a suona, a kind of veil-like knowledge enveloped his cerebral cortex, and the trickles of this knowledge permeated his entire brain.
"very nice."
Lu Ban raised his head with satisfaction and saw a dilapidated building on the opposite side of the wasteland.
That is Jiangcheng Grand Theater.
The theater was designed in Western style, with an exaggerated dome and gate, as well as some European-style columns and decorations that Lu Ban could not understand at all. Only the dull and dusty stained glass told of its former prosperity.
This piece of wasteland was originally planned to be part of the Grand Theater. Lu Ban read reports that Jiangcheng had previously planned to build an art city, which would have included a series of quaint art buildings built around the Jiangcheng Grand Theater, but the plan was later shelved.
The dome of the Grand Theater is no longer magnificent, with only charred marks left from the fire. After more than ten years of wind and rain, the entire Grand Theater appears extremely dilapidated, with moss and weeds everywhere, giving it a desolate, apocalyptic feel.
Lu Ban walked towards the gate when suddenly, he heard the sound of flapping wings beside him.
A flock of birds took off from the roof of the theater, apparently using it as their nest.
As the sun sets, the last rays of sunset shine on this grand and artistic building, like a dying beast, quietly waiting for its death.
There was still some time before nightfall, so Lu Ban planned to go in and take a look early.
Crunch——
The rotten wooden boards made a heart-wrenching sound, and Lu Ban walked into the shadow of the theater.
The door was originally locked, but years of wear and tear and scavengers had cleared out the place long ago, so Lu Ban was able to get in easily.
The once magnificent lobby was in a dilapidated state, the ticket office was a mess, and there were some performance flyers on the floor.
According to the design drawings, several doors in the lobby are connected to the theater hall, and the left and right extensions lead to the backstage dressing room, preparation room, control room, etc.
There were no lights and the road was very dark. The two corridors were like the bloody mouth of some terrifying beast, waiting for its prey to fall into its trap.
Lu Ban thought about it and decided to take a look at these rooms first.
He turned on the flashlight, and the oval spot of light illuminated the ground. Unlike outside, there were no plants in the room where the sunlight could not reach, only cobwebs and dust.
When the flashlight shone, Lu Ban saw some kind of creature fleeing from the light and slipping into the crack of the door.
Holding a flashlight in his left hand and a crowbar in his right hand, he walked towards the dark corridor.
The doors of most of the rooms had long been broken, and Lu Ban kicked them open with a light kick, raising a cloud of dust.
There was no sound in the room. As the flashlight shone, Lu Ban's sight moved, to see messy wires, overturned cabinets, moldy hangers, and... a human face!
Lu Ban's eyebrows twitched as he looked at the mirror reflecting the flashlight.
In the mirror was his own appearance, his face looked pale and scary under the glaring light.
"Mirror?"
Lu Ban was a little curious. It had been abandoned for so many years, so how come there was still a mirror left?
Shouldn't they have been taken away long ago?
He couldn't help but move closer and look at the mottled, dirty, and cracked mirror surface.
Lu Ban in the mirror also came closer.
Lu Ban carefully examined the mirror and found that it was stuck to the wall and looked like a makeup mirror.
However, the shape of this mirror is very strange. It is square, not large in area, and faces the door of the room.
How come there is a makeup mirror facing away from the entrance?
Lu Ban saw that at the junction of the mirror and the wall, there was a bit of sticky liquid reflecting the light of the flashlight.
The liquid was yellowish-brown in color and had a thick texture, like some kind of oil, but it emitted a foul odor of corruption. Moreover, as Lu Ban watched, he discovered that the liquid had just seeped out!
When he realized this, Lu Ban subconsciously took a half step back, and then he saw himself in the mirror. His face was pale, cold, and indifferent, but he was smiling at him.
Clang——
Lu Ban subconsciously smashed the mirror with a crowbar, and the entire mirror shattered. The Lu Ban in the mirror was divided into hundreds of pieces and then disappeared.
He looked at the place where the mirror was originally placed. There was only a charred area, obviously a sign of being burned by the fire. The grease that had seeped out was nowhere to be seen, as if it had never existed.
The room fell into silence again.
"There is indeed a problem here... Is it the ghosts of the victims of the fire? Or is it something else?"
Lu Ban loosened the crowbar in his hand, then held it tightly again.
"But after the mirror was smashed by my crowbar, there was no follow-up. Is it because it lost its carrier, or does the crowbar itself have the power to exorcise evil spirits?"
He squatted down and looked at himself in the broken mirror, and there was nothing unusual.
Lu Ban grinned.
The other side also smiled.
Faced with this situation, Lu Ban was afraid, but not completely scared.
Fear is due to human's instinctive fear of death and the unknown.
I'm not afraid... because if there really is some dirty thing that wants to kill me, the worst that can happen is that I can just play the suona and ascend to heaven together.
It's death anyway, so who's afraid of who?
He stood up and walked out of the room with the crowbar.
Continuing forward, Lu Ban checked two more dressing rooms in the dark corridor, but found no trace of makeup mirrors.
He came to the end of the corridor.
The crooked room doorplate here has faded words on it.
Control room.