Upon hearing these words, Ye Feng realized that he had said the wrong thing.
"No... what are you thinking? What I mean is, that spiked club looks like a vibrator."
I can't draw, so I want Xiaoyan to draw for me.
As he spoke, he picked up a twig and started drawing on the ground.
It looks like a towering "n" shape, with some protruding, wavy spikes next to it.
But as Ye Feng was drawing, he suddenly realized a problem.
His original plan was to first draw the basic shape of the spiked club, and then slowly carve out the specific mold with a chisel.
However, if you cast it with molten steel, the shape will be solid and it will be impossible to fit it onto a stick.
If the mace were cast as a single piece, there wouldn't be enough molten steel.
"hiss…"
Ye Feng scratched his head in frustration, realizing he had oversimplified the matter.
Manufacturing such a weapon is not as simple as casting arrowheads.
"Brother Feng, what's wrong?"
Qi Xiaoyan asked with concern…
"fine."
Ye Feng answered absentmindedly, pointing casually to the finished mud bricks.
"Take an arrow and go make the mold, just like last time. You don't need to worry about the spiked club."
"oh."
After Qi Xiaoyan left, Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, resting his chin on his right hand, and began to stare blankly with his brows furrowed.
He is not one to give up easily, especially when it comes to things that could increase his chances of survival.
Regardless, he wanted to find a solution.
"Brother Feng, is there some problem with the mold making?"
His worries were written all over his face; how could Liu Sisi not see them?
Ye Feng nodded slightly, and then expressed all the concerns he had.
Seeing his conflicted expression, Zhan Pengwu, who was operating the blower, smiled and generously said...
"It's alright, young man. If it's too difficult, I can use a spear or a bow and arrow."
Anyway, with my skills, it doesn't matter who I fight; I haven't even met my match yet.
Ye Feng raised an eyebrow slightly; those words did indeed sound very appealing.
Although he believed in Zhan Pengwu's abilities, he knew there were always people more capable than him.
That Cairnster served as a special forces soldier for nine years; he must have been trained in killing techniques. Being careless and underestimating his opponent is not a good habit.
"no!"
Ye Feng stood up abruptly, gently stroking the stubble on his chin, his expression unusually resolute.
"I must keep my promises. I hate people who don't keep their word."
Don't worry, I'll definitely figure something out. Just focus on your own tasks.
After saying that, he started strolling around on his own...
Zhan Pengwu nudged Tang Weiwei beside him with his elbow, but his admiring gaze remained fixed on Ye Feng.
"Hey, Wei-ge, this Ye Feng guy is awesome, he's a real man."
"Um."
Surprisingly, Tang Weiwei nodded in agreement.
He now understands why Liu Sisi said that Ye Feng is a very charismatic person.
As a walking money bag, it's surprising that it cares so much about a companion it's only known for a few days.
They fed me delicious food and gave me weapons...
If it were me in that situation, I definitely wouldn't easily trust the other person.
What he didn't know was that Ye Feng had actually tested them many times.
As noon approached, looking at Ye Feng who was still pacing back and forth, an idea suddenly popped into Liu Sisi's mind.
She ran up to Ye Feng in a few steps and said sullenly:
"Brother Feng, I have an idea, but I don't know if it's feasible."
"oh!?"
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows; he still trusted Liu Sisi's intelligence.
They might actually be able to offer some constructive suggestions.
"Tell me quickly!"
Liu Sisi gestured with her hands as she spoke…
"Look, the spiked club sheath you're thinking of should be about this long, right? And it has to be in two sections, right?"
"That's right."
"But even after thinking about it for so long, you still haven't found the answer, which means..."
Is it too optimistic and unrealistic to expect a spiked club to have spikes already attached to the head after the mold is successfully made?
With our current capabilities, we probably can't make such a one-piece mold at all.
So why don't we break this step down?
"Take it apart? Hiss..."
Ye Feng pinched his chin, blinking his thoughtful eyes rapidly, as if he had discovered a new continent.
He felt that his previous thinking had reached a dead end.
Exactly, why take the shortcut of one-piece molding?
Instead of racking your brains trying to create this kind of mold, why not keep it simple?
First, make a steel sleeve, fit it into the stick, and then assemble the spikes or fix them on it in some way.
Wouldn't that just create a spiked club? Why make it so complicated?
"Ha ha!"
Thinking of this, Ye Feng grinned and gave Liu Sisi a big hug.
"Well done, Sisi! You truly are my co-pilot; your words have been a wake-up call. Haha! I know what to do now!"
A faint blush rose on Liu Sisi's cheeks; this was the first time Ye Feng had ever taken the initiative to hug her.
She felt a little embarrassed…
"Brother Feng, what's this passenger seat?"
Hey~
Ye Feng patted her shoulder with a smile on his face.
"He's the one who enlightened me when I was lost. So, can you do me another favor?"
"What kind of help?"
"Go into the woods and collect some bark for me. Remember, I only want the smooth inner layer of bark, not the outer layer."
Also, use a knife to cut it, and try to make a clean cut, without any bumps or dents. The mold for the spiked club will depend on it!
Liu Sisi frowned, completely unable to associate tree bark with a casting mold.
Others also cast curious glances at him; Ye Feng's thought process was something most people couldn't fathom.
However, Liu Sisi absolutely trusted him and nodded in agreement.
He drew his knife and walked into the nearby woods.
Ye Feng, however, got so excited that he started playing with the mud again.
This time, his thoughts became crystal clear.
First, he needs to make a rectangular mud brick that is at least 50 centimeters thick.
Then, using tree bark, they rolled up the stick that Zhan Pengwu had chosen, forming a hollow circle.
This is to measure the size of the stick.
Next, depending on the size, cut the bark off with scissors and sew it thoroughly into a hollow cylinder using pine resin or needle and thread.
That completes the preparation of the tools.
When it came time to cast the molten steel, Ye Feng only needed to insert the cylinder into the mud brick.
A circle will immediately appear on the mud brick. Pour the molten steel into this circle and wait for it to cool completely.
That's how you make a steel sheath for a spiked club, isn't it?
As for the spikes, that's even simpler. Ye Feng can just carve them out of shape with a wooden stick and stick them into the mud bricks.
Finally, the spikes were glued to the steel sheath with resin or other adhesives, and the imagined spiked club was complete.
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