The boss brought out three meteorite knives to show Gu Mingyue.
Can I try it?
"This... why don't you try this?" the shopkeeper said, pointing to the cheaper dagger.
Gu Mingyue flicked her fingers, producing a clear and resonant sound with a powerful impact.
Then he waved it twice more in the air, controlling it with ease.
Indeed, a knife must be made of good, uniform material, and it must be easy to use. No matter how good it is, if it's not easy to use, it's just a useless piece of junk.
"Alright, I'll take this dagger. How many other meteorite weapons do you have? Bring them all out; if they're to your liking, I'll take them all!"
The shopkeeper, seeing that Gu Mingyue's knife-wielding posture was swift and powerful, without the slightest hesitation, knew he had met a master.
He was grinning from ear to ear and quickly ran to the secret room.
In modern society, apart from kitchen knives and farm tools, almost all cold weapons have become collectibles for warding off evil spirits.
His family's century-old forging techniques, aside from a few martial arts masters who love weapons, are considered less useful than a kitchen knife by most people.
This time we've encountered someone who knows martial arts; we can't let her get away.
Gu Mingyue put away the dagger, then picked up the remaining three, touched them, and tapped them.
The monsters in the post-apocalyptic world have a much stronger regenerative ability than those with superpowers. Some heavy weapons can blast them into pieces, and they can revive even without having their crystal cores removed. Only weapons made of meteorite material can slow down the healing speed of their wounds.
Make them as easy to kill as ordinary creatures.
When the boss appeared carrying a black box, he saw Gu Mingyue fiddling with the remaining knife. He wasn't angry; instead, he smiled and opened the box, revealing the jet-black knife inside, and presented it to Gu Mingyue like a treasure.
"This sword has quite a history. Three hundred years ago, a meteorite fell right in front of my great-great-great-great-grandfather's door. Don't be fooled by the fact that they are all meteorite swords. Some meteorite swords are not even as sharp as steel knives. This one is different."
He gently shook the hilt of the knife, and the blade, under the sunlight, seemed to subtly refract a few strands of seven-colored light like a gemstone.
"See that? It's not just these lights. Get closer, and it's like there's a cloud of gray mist moving inside the blade. It's a living blade."
Gu Mingyue leaned closer to write and indeed saw something flowing inside the blade. The knife seemed to be shouting that it shouldn't be buried in a dark box, living in darkness; it needed the nourishment of blood.
Her eyes gleamed with joy. In the later stages of the apocalypse, she went blind and had heard of an ordinary person who had killed countless humanoid monsters with a black knife.
Unfortunately, that person didn't last three years in the apocalypse. He heard that the weapon was too powerful and was coveted by others. Unable to bear seeing the precious sword fall into the hands of bad people, he resolutely jumped into the water-based dark domain, where he was left to fend for himself. It is said that he became one of the monsters, but she has never met him.
How much is this knife?
The shopkeeper was pleased to see someone liked it, but he still cautiously said, "This knife is worth at least ten million." He held up one finger to indicate.
"However, this knife, although it can cut through iron like mud, has a drawback: it sucks blood."
Vampire? This could easily be made into five episodes of a science documentary!
Gu Mingyue gave the boss a disbelieving look and asked him to demonstrate.
The boss cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the knife. The red blood fell onto the knife, and the gray mist surged violently. In the blink of an eye, the drop of blood evaporated and disappeared, as if it had been absorbed by the knife!
Gu Mingyue watched intently, while the shopkeeper on the side was very nervous. Many people liked this knife, but they didn't dare to actually take it home. Even he himself felt that the knife was very sinister.
Will this little girl be scared away?
But he is really short of money right now. His father loves money, like a bottomless pit. Blood ties can't be severed so easily. He can only make money to pay off his debts, which leads to a vicious cycle.
"Is that right? It really can cut through iron like mud?" Gu Mingyue asked.
"Of course it's true." The boss took the knife and chopped it directly at the stone table in the courtyard.
The corner of the table was neatly cut off like a block of tofu, with a clean cut, as if the owner had done it effortlessly.
"Okay, I'll buy all these knives. Do you have any more meteorite materials? I'd like to forge five more knives, two daggers, and preferably some arrows. The more the better, and the faster the better. Money is no object."
Gu Mingyue said arrogantly that she was getting almost all the foreign supplies for free. She still had more than 300 million yuan, which would all be worthless in the apocalypse. She would buy as much as she could.
Gu Mingyue took the knife, and the small mole between her eyebrows instantly felt hot, as if she had been pricked by a needle in her brain.
She didn't show it on her face, silently put the knife back in the box, and when she took it out to play with it again in the car, she felt nothing at all.
strangeness!
Gu Mingyue put the other knives into her spatial storage, but not this one.
Three days later, the meteorite swords were forged beyond the required quantity, totaling thirteen.
Time was of the essence, so it was not forged by hand.
Gu Mingyue bought twelve of the arrows that she found easy to use, leaving one that she didn't like. She took all the arrows made of thousands of meteorites.
This time, fully equipped, she no longer sought to be the strongest in the apocalypse. In her previous life, she discovered that as long as her superpower level increased by one level, she could stay in the space for an additional 2.4 hours.
Having been given a second chance at life, all she wants to do is fulfill her dream from her previous life and maximize her time spent in the space.
Thinking of the life-saving grace from her past life, Gu Mingyue picked out a knife and a dagger and sent them to Yu Shuyun.
Yu Shuyun complained on the phone, "We've made up, and the first gift you give me is two knives? Seriously!"
As he spoke, he directed the servants to place the knife in the most conspicuous spot in the treasure vault.
Knowing that Yu Shuyun was used to being proud and arrogant, Gu Mingyue specifically instructed that the dagger had been blessed at a temple and that Yu Shuyun should keep it close to her body for self-defense before hanging up the phone.
He flashed into the space.
Xinghe is planting trees.
Gu Mingyue then walked around the space to check the planning.
Of the 100 acres of black soil, a quarter is used for exercise and leisure. Xinghe built a courtyard wall according to the blueprints, placed a simple mobile prefabricated house, planted flowers, and even dug a pond without fish.
The other quarter is a vegetable growing area, where various vegetables and grains have already been planted. The plants in the black soil will automatically stop growing after they mature, so there is no need to worry about them rotting, which is worry-free and labor-saving.
The remaining 50 acres will be planted half with fruit trees, and the other half will be left to be used for small entertainment facilities when the apocalypse arrives.
Among them, there are about two hundred trees planted with cherries, passion fruit, durian, jaboticaba, mango, bananas, etc. We could eat them for 100 years without getting tired of them.
Currently, the trees are still saplings. There are no seasons or water in the space. So, Xinghe dug a 10-meter-deep, two-acre water pit in the waiting area to store water.
He was carrying buckets of water to water the plants, his biceps barely visible through his sleeves.
"Well done, I'm really starting to like you more and more."
Gu Mingyue smiled as she looked at the tall figure busy at work.
“When most people are tired, they sweat and take off their clothes to work. Xinghe, what do you think you should do now?” Gu Mingyue sat in the pavilion that had only been built a few days ago, resting her slightly pointed chin on her right hand and said lazily.
Xinghe raised his handsome face and said seriously, "I won't sweat."
"But I want to see it!"
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