The steel spikes and the steel sheath instantly merged into one, welded together.
"Yo!"
Zhan Pengwu was overjoyed, like a child who had received a new toy, and pulled out his knife to keep hitting the steel spikes.
It's very stable, unlike the ones I got stuck on with pine resin before...
If you use too much force, you will crack or even break off the dried, crystalline resin.
This time, the sturdiness was indeed as Ye Feng had said; it was welded together.
Zhan Pengwu was utterly impressed by Ye Feng, shaking his head repeatedly...
"Wow! You're so smart, buddy! How come you can come up with all sorts of ideas?"
But I have a question. Since you know this method, why didn't you use it last time?
They even made me spend ages sticking it to with pine resin…”
Ye Feng smiled and shook his head...
"Do you think I wouldn't consider something you can think of? I wanted to do that last time... but I couldn't."
Because last time, what was melted was molten steel, and the temperature of molten steel is 1600 degrees Celsius.
If it encounters a steel sheath also made of molten steel, it's likely to melt along with the sheath, or be dented by the heat. The spiked club simply won't hold its shape...
But this time I used molten iron, which is only about 1300 degrees Celsius.
The temperature is far below the point where steel can melt, which is why this method can be used.
"Oh~"
Zhan Pengwu suddenly realized, and his expression clearly showed surprise.
He had lost count of how many times he had been awestruck by Ye Feng's vast knowledge base.
It seems that intelligence is indeed much more useful than physical strength.
"Stop 'oh'ing, hurry up and continue, otherwise the molten iron in the pot might solidify and we'll have to reheat it."
"middle!"
So the two of them continued to repeat the same operation.
To save time, Ye Feng also found a pair of long chopsticks to help him reinforce the spiked club.
Each person was responsible for one end, and in just over twenty minutes, a brand-new and sturdy spiked club was completed.
The remaining molten iron was poured into the blowgun template.
After finishing everything, Ye Feng wiped the sweat from his face and took off his already soaked clothes.
Right now, he really wanted to take a shower, enjoy a delicious meal, and then have a good night's sleep.
But upon seeing the massive 50 million in the prize pool, I couldn't help but curse inwardly...
"It's fucking tiring. Why is it so hard to earn money?"
But complaints aside, the work still has to go on...
He knew that everything he was doing now could become a prelude to saving his life in the future.
This point has already been learned from past crises.
Ye Feng continued mixing the mud, making mud bricks, and creating a template for blowing arrows.
After finishing, they considered that there was too much molten steel, and it would be a waste if they couldn't use it all.
After thinking it over, everyone else had a weapon for self-defense, except for Qi Xiaojie.
This kid's stone throws are indeed accurate, but if they don't hit the enemy's head, it's hard to kill them instantly.
Moreover, if you encounter wild animals or something, even rhomboid stones will have little effect.
Therefore, he decided to make a steel bladder with tremendous destructive power.
As the name suggests, it's something similar to a sea urchin.
Round in shape and covered in steel spikes, Qi Xiaojie's accuracy allowed him to strike any part of his opponent...
Steel spikes can pierce the opponent's flesh, damage bones, and even internal organs.
In this way, Qi Xiaojie would transform into a machine gun with built-in aiming, capable of firing in any direction.
Qi Xiaojie once said that he could hit an object the size of a bottle cap with a stone from 13 meters away.
Therefore, Ye Feng deduced that if it were a fight, as long as the other party's reaction wasn't particularly quick, it would be possible.
Conservatively speaking, an effective range is within 15 meters.
Steel-clad armor is no joke, unless there's a very sturdy object blocking your way.
Otherwise, if it hits anywhere on the body, it will immediately cause the skin to tear, the flesh to break, and the bones to snap.
If the Soundbox Tree Fruit is added, in some battle scenarios, Qi Xiaojie's combat power might even surpass Zhan Pengwu's.
Let's do it!
Given the current time and preparations, it is virtually impossible to complete a fully-molded steel tank.
So he planned to dig a semi-circular pit in the mud bricks and then poke some holes in the pit.
After the molten steel is poured in and solidifies, it will form a semi-circular, semi-finished steel liner.
Then, repeat the process to cast the other half of the steel liner, and then use pine resin to combine them into one.
There was no other way; the molten iron was already scarce, and Zhan Pengwu had used up a lot of it in his spiked clubs. The rest had all been used to forge blowguns.
This is the only way to make steel bladders.
Anyway, this thing is a one-shot deal once it's thrown out. If it hits, it hits; if it misses, there's no way you can walk up to the enemy, pick it up, and use it again.
Unlike melee weapons like spiked clubs, which require continuous combat and striking.
Therefore, the requirements for sturdiness are not so demanding.
Amidst the hectic activity, drenched in sweat, another hour passed without me even realizing it.
Fortunately, we had enough charcoal in reserve, so we only used a little over 30 jin (15 kg).
The molten steel was then completely fired and poured into the steel liner mold.
Fourteen arrows were made in total. The remaining molten steel was not wasted and was poured into the arrowhead molds, resulting in a total of 23 arrowheads.
With this, a major task on Ye Feng's mind was finally accomplished.
At this moment, he and Fu Changxiong were sitting and panting heavily, covered in sweat, leaning against the trunk of the treehouse.
Inside the treehouse, Tang Weiwei, Liu Sisi, and the other four were nearing the end of their work.
They had a clear division of labor: Qi Xiaoyan prepared dinner, and Liu Sisi was in charge of making pancakes.
Qi Xiaojie, Tang Weiwei, and Zhan Pengfei were in charge of smoking meat, and the room was full of meat-smoking racks.
Later, because the smoke was too thick to dissipate, they urgently made several more smoking racks and moved them under the treehouse to smoke the meat.
They were also exhausted and drenched in sweat, coughing repeatedly from the smoke.
However, busy times always fly by, and before I knew it, it was past 10 p.m.
The chirping of insects in the forest reached its climax; these insects seemed to know...
Ye Feng and his group of nature-destroying guys are about to leave... so this is how we're sending them off.
The cries tonight were much louder than any other night.
Ye Feng has been working non-stop for more than four hours.
Around 11 a.m., all the jerky was finished smoking, and everyone sat around the open space in front of the treehouse, looking at the fire with contentment and chatting...
It was as if they had completely forgotten about the impending crisis.
At this moment, each of them felt fulfilled, like a modern young person who had come to camp on this land.
After resting for a while, Ye Feng stood up, picked up a backpack and a torch...
After working so hard for so long, it's time to relax...
"Dawei, Monk, Pengfei, come with me."
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