Chapter 108: The Torch Organization's First Creation of Dimensional Creatures - The weapons you create have no soul!
This bullet, named "Night Chaser", looks dark and long in the picture, extremely slender, and carved with intricate patterns.
It is said that this is a high-end carving technique that is not only used for decoration, but also has the function of energy conduction.
The moment it contacts the target, a super-gravity gravitational field will be formed at the point of impact, collapsing and tearing inward.
The coverage area is not large, but if it affects the brain or heart, the C-level life form will die.
Finally I looked at the expected delivery time, which is about ten to fifteen days. I don’t know where it was customized, but it is definitely not from the Blue Star civilization, so I still need to wait for some time.
"Got it." Li Ming replied.
I browsed the Black Hole Network again, especially the bounty column, and looked carefully several times, but still couldn't find Fu Zongchen's bounty.
The high-level rulers of this civilization have a relatively large influence, so the Black Hole Network generally does not accept bounties unless the price is extremely high, because it will cause them certain troubles.
They are not small figures on the Silver-Ash Star. For example, if Fu Zongchen and others were killed because of the bounty offered by the Black Hole Network, would Blue Star investigate or not?
If they investigate, the Blue Star civilization will definitely not be able to find the black hole network. And since the reward has been collected, the murderer has a name and surname, and it is impossible to just drag anyone to take the blame.
If no investigation is conducted, the heated public opinion will humiliate the current government, and it will be forced to take some action.
But after taking action, the black hole network cannot help but react, otherwise the "giant in the shadow" will lose too much points.
After all this, we can't let a civilization become a mess because of such a small matter. It's really not worth it and the price to pay is too high.
I simply don't accept it, but Black Hole Network will not openly refuse the reward, there is just a public opinion premium.
"For a Privy Council Deacon, the base price is a 100 million star coins premium based on public opinion, plus the bounty for his strength and security level. This price..."
Li Ming calculated and was shocked. No one would be willing to pay such a premium unless they were committing a deep hatred such as annihilating an entire family or digging up someone's ancestral graves.
Even Old Wu couldn't bear to buy it because it was too expensive.
After sighing for a while, just as he was about to shut down the black hole network, the cripple replied--
"Congratulations! If Old Li knew about this, he would be very happy too."
This is obviously about the exchange conference.
"If something cannot be done, there is no need to force it." He added.
Li Ming pondered for a moment and typed out a line of words: "Uncle, you have taken the money. If you don't do the job, won't your people chop you down?"
"I only receive tens of thousands of star coins per person. Some people haven't paid yet, but there are a few who have good relationships with me who have paid more. It might be a bit troublesome, but at least there is still some friendship, so they shouldn't kill me."
"With your achievements, your future is destined to be even higher, and killing Fu Zongchen will be a piece of cake," the lame man added, the wind and sand whistling in his ears, he didn't know where he was, and there were a few grains of sand on his cracked lips.
This incident had not happened yet when Li Ming asked him to raise funds through crowdfunding.
If this had not happened, Lame Man would not be sure whether Li Ming would ever kill Fu Zongchen.
But once this happened, he was certain that Li Ming would come, and faster than he had imagined. It would only take a few more years for him to escape.
"Don't worry, if there is a real risk, I won't do anything." After Li Ming replied with the last sentence, he shut down the black hole network.
Early the next morning, Li Ming had just finished breakfast and was still savoring the taste of the crystal sweet shrimp when he received a message from Li Ruoning that Ding Hui was waiting for him outside the room.
"Brother Ding, you're here so early." Li Ming greeted him, and Ding Hui followed him into the studio.
Professor Xia is of the same generation as Old Wu. Li Ming calls him Teacher Ding all the time, which makes Ding Hui feel uncomfortable, so he just asks him to call him Brother.
Ding Hui wore full-data glasses on his forehead, threw out a USB flash drive in one hand, and held a simple external mechanical arm armor in the other hand.
"Isn't this a business opportunity? Five hundred thousand, the price is not low, hurry up and optimize it."
Li Ming took it. Even though it was a small piece of meat, he didn't refuse it.
"When do you need it? Tomorrow at the latest." After taking a look, he found that there was no beautiful coating on the surface of the mold. The overall color was silver-white and it had no lethal power. It seemed to be just a simple auxiliary equipment.
"No rush, I'll come get it tomorrow." Ding Hui looked around his studio and couldn't help but sigh, "Professor Wu is so kind to you. This must be because the three rooms are connected."
He casually asked, "I heard from your lab that you bought a lot of alloys. Why aren't they here in the studio?"
Li Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and asked calmly, "Even you know about this. Were you spying on me?"
"Who's spying on you?" Ding Hui was speechless. He casually picked up a large iron block and sat down. "Several labs communicate frequently. It's not a secret. Many people know about it."
"Old Liu, your finance manager, used to be my classmate. He drank with me and cried for half the night last time."
Li Ming: “…”
Director Liu is a very serious person who never smiles.
"They say you're quick to buy things. When you first came, he was embarrassed to criticize you. Later, your investment ratio exceeded the laboratory's investment ratio, and he felt even more embarrassed."
"He has to deal with Luochuan above, and appease the various departments below." Ding Hui grinned, took out his smart device, and clicked on a photo: "Look, I even took a photo."
What a bad taste! Li Ming took a look and saw that it was really Director Liu, crying and sobbing.
Ding Hui put away his smart device and sighed, "If you like making things so much, you might as well choose me as your teacher."
Li Ming shrugged and asked, "Do you have any channels to lower the price of the alloy?"
"Yes, there is, but the channel your little brother found is already relatively cheap. Flame Blue Alloy is on the government's control list, and they've investigated who they sell it to beforehand." Ding Hui shook his head: "I found it for you, so even if it were a little cheaper, it wouldn't make any sense."
"That's right." Li Ming nodded, and suddenly asked, "By the way, I heard that Professor Xia has a lot of mother ore."
"Yeah." Ding Hui nodded. This was no secret. "The teacher likes to collect these things. He often says that minerals are the flesh and blood of the universe."
After saying this, he figured something out and looked at Li Ming who was deep in thought: "Why, are you also interested in the mother ore?"
"Yes, a little bit." Li Ming smiled implicitly.
"Ha..." Ding Hui laughed: "I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible. Those are the teacher's treasures. We won't even let them touch us."
"Um..." Li Ming asked hesitantly, "How many mother ore pieces does Professor Xia have?"
"I don't know, maybe twenty or thirty yuan." Ding Hui was not sure either.
"So many?" Li Ming was surprised.
"Is that more?" Ding Hui was even more surprised than him. "Who is the teacher? He's a famous mechanical craftsman, capable of forging C-class weapons. There are only a handful of people in our civilization who can do that."
"Over the years, many C-level life forms have asked the teacher to make weapons. I've only saved up twenty or thirty pieces. Isn't that a lot?"
"That's right." Li Ming thought thoughtfully. The weapons used by C-level life forms, referred to as C-level weapons, have a set of evaluation criteria, which should be similar to the rating of the control panel.
When it comes to building, he is not very capable of it, but when it comes to upgrading, he can come up with a lot.
The channel for making weapons can only be accessed through introductions. If you don’t have a good reputation, who would come to you?
"Brother Ding, don't come over tomorrow. I'll send it to you." Li Ming took the initiative.
"Send it to me?" Ding Hui looked Li Ming up and down. "Good boy, you have evil intentions."
"Whatever you want."
Ding Hui didn't agree with this, as it wasn't his thing.
Even if Professor Xia died, it would not be his turn to inherit.
After leaving the studio, he was suddenly startled. "Why did we end up talking about this? What was I asking at the beginning?"
He thought about it, shook his head and left.
The next day, after saying hello to Luo Chuan, he was a little worried and frowned, so he personally sent Li Ming to Professor Xia's laboratory.
He repeatedly reminded me to wait for him to pick me up when I came back, and his words were very cautious.
He looked like something had happened, but Li Ming didn't have time to ask in detail. When Ding Hui came to pick him up, he was also in a hurry and solemn. Seeing that he was safe, he breathed a sigh of relief and frowned, saying:
"You actually came. I sent you a message this morning telling you not to come. Didn't you see it?"
"What's wrong? What happened?" Li Ming asked as he walked. He could see thick alloy pillars rising around the large mechanical hall. The ends were cracked, and the crystals inside were sparkling. No one knew what they were used for.
"Didn't Luo Chuan tell you?" Ding Hui was puzzled, but without waiting for Li Ming's response, he simply said, "A few days ago, that guy named Bian Heng was sniped and killed at school. Did you know that?"
"I know." Li Ming nodded. He has been obsessed with developing genetic progress these days, which has reached 12%. He doesn't pay much attention to what's happening in the outside world.
He thought the matter had been classified as an unsolved case.
"Unsolved case?" Ding Hui was even more surprised and sneered, "Killing someone in school is really against the dean's will. We've been investigating for five days and five nights."
ah?
Li Ming was indeed surprised. It turned out that this matter had been under investigation. Then why didn't anyone come to him?
"Finally, I found a clue," Ding Hui continued, looking around and whispering, "Do you know the Torch?"
"Torch?" Li Ming hesitated. "What I know is probably not the same as what you said."
Ding Hui didn't keep it a secret, "The Torch is a resistance organization active in the Silver Star Cluster."
"Resisting an organization?" Li Ming was surprised. "Resisting who?"
"Who else could it be?" Ding Hui curled his lips. "Of course it's the Itlan civilization."
"This group of people is mostly made up of the remnants of civilizations that were persecuted and destroyed by the Itlan civilization. They have been active for many years."
Ding Hui roughly introduced that Yitlan is naturally not a good person, or from the perspective of civilization, there is no distinction between good and bad, only positions.
They are not philanthropists. The last recorded extinction of a civilization was more than a hundred years ago, which is not too long ago.
“…That civilization was courting death. They inexplicably connected with the dimensional creatures and even performed sacrifices, resulting in the deaths of people from several planets.” Ding Hui sighed.
"Dimensional creatures?" Li Ming learned another unfamiliar term.
"They are secondary dimensional creatures, mostly pure energy, but some have developed intelligence. Occasionally, when space intersects, they can establish connections with the main universe. On some indigenous planets, they are revered as gods."
Ding Hui explained simply that he didn't know much about dimensional creatures and had only heard of them occasionally.
"That's getting off topic. Let's talk about the Torch. This organization is extremely extreme. They've sparked wars in the Silver Cluster numerous times, sometimes even affecting several civilizations," Ding Hui said. "It's not an exaggeration to say they're universally hated."
"Is Bian Heng's death related to them?" Li Ming asked tentatively.
"Indeed." Ding Hui nodded solemnly. "The dean has actually identified six students with questionable backgrounds from the new class. They're probably the 'flame' of the torch, and they've already started screening the senior students."
"Our relationship with the Sera civilization has been strained recently, and I'm afraid they might want to get involved."
Li Ming had a strange look in his eyes. Why did the situation develop in a strange direction again?
He asked a soul-searching question: "Then why did they kill Bian Heng?"
"Uh..." Ding Hui was also confused for a moment. "It's nothing more than cutting the grass and eliminating the roots. Maybe Bian Heng discovered their plan, or maybe he killed them to silence them. Bian Heng was also one of the sparks."
The so-called sparks are people that the Torch Organization has inserted into various civilizations through various means. Most of them are teenagers or even children.
However, if you wait for twenty or thirty years, you may be in a high position and have a great impact.
"Your current reputation is very resounding, and mostly positive, but you're also hated within the Sera civilization. This is a perfect trigger." Ding Hui returned to the topic.
"If we kill you, the first suspect will be the Sera civilization. If you don't have anything else to do, try not to go out."
"I understand." Li Ming agreed deeply. The interstellar situation is interconnected, so it is better to keep a low profile for a while.
"Did you bring the things?" Ding Hui then remembered the important matter.
"It has been brought here. The transmission line has been optimized and it is more ergonomic. The original design was too bad. After moving it twice, the transmission shaft at the bone joint was almost stuck..." Li Ming complained casually.
Ding Hui smiled awkwardly and forcibly changed the subject. "Alright, every designer has his or her own philosophy. The teacher is in the studio. I'll take you there."
…
"Have you liked assembling gadgets since you were a child? But you didn't have a teacher to teach you systematically, so now you want to learn from me?" Professor Xia looked at Li Ming with a smile.
"That's right." Li Ming nodded solemnly.
There are not many people in this large studio. In the center is an ultra-high temperature forging furnace. Even if the temperature controller is running at full power, the young people who are working are sweating profusely and look over from time to time.
In addition to Ding Hui, there were also his two senior brothers, who couldn't help but look over when they heard this.
The guy with narrow eyes that looked like he was squinting at people was called Huang Jijian. Li Ming had a good impression of him. It was this guy who scolded Old Wu the last time he came.
"You have such high development potential, don't waste it." The voice was a little muffled. Looking in the direction of the voice, it was a burly man standing in front of a high-temperature furnace, constantly throwing various alloy raw materials into it.
The temperature inside is too high, and ordinary data probes can hardly monitor the changes in alloy materials, so more relies on experience.
“Only those with low potential for development will follow the teacher.”
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present, except Li Ming, turned pale.
Including those young people who were working, basically all of them were students in school, and their faces were all red at this moment.
"Cheng Tienan, give me your materials!" Huang Jijian shouted in a deep voice.
Professor Xia felt a little embarrassed. After coughing twice, he said, "Li Ming, what Tienan said does make some sense. Although I often lament that I missed out on such a talented person like you."
"But it's a waste of time for you to follow me now. Besides, does Wu Yanqing know about this?"
"Teacher, you're wrong." Huang Jijian shook his head. "Since Li Ming is passionate about it, let him try it. As for Professor Wu, can he go against Li Ming's wishes?"
Li Ming looked at him with a little surprise, and Huang Jijian smiled at him warmly.
Ding Hui said bluntly, "Teacher, you misunderstood. He's not trying to change his job. He's just planning to take you for free, learn some skills, get some business, and make some money."
Li Ming looked at Ding Hui in even greater surprise. This old man actually saw through it.
Professor Xia's face twitched. How could he not see it?
"I believe he is definitely not such a person. Besides, what's wrong with learning some technology? We are all stupid people, especially some idiots." Huang Jijian said with a hint of meaning:
"If Li Ming can really achieve something, the teacher will be very pleased."
Ding Hui stared at Huang Jijian hesitantly. "Are you still the sarcastic and mean person you usually are? Why are you speaking up for Li Ming?"
Huang Jijian frowned and said, "Who wouldn't like such a good student?"
These guys seem to be more bizarre than the other. Have they gone insane from working so hard as iron? Li Ming muttered to himself.
"Hmm..." Professor Xia pondered, seeming to be hesitating. There was nothing wrong with teaching Li Ming, but he was afraid that Wu Yanqing would come back and fight him to the death.
The so-called weapon forging is just a general term, which includes many small and complicated skills and knowledge, and is basically empiricism.
If we spend our time on this, we naturally won’t have time to develop genetic seeds.
"You can learn from me." Professor Xia said with relief, then said:
"However, I want to see your specific level, Ji Jian. Has anyone commissioned you to forge weapons?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Huang Jijian responded enthusiastically. "There's a guy named Zhao Lei who works in security and escort. He just became a D-class lifeform and asked me to upgrade his weapons."
"I've drawn up a design for a prototype weapon, but haven't started work on it yet."
As he said that, he asked his assistant to get it. At the same time, he put his arm around Li Ming, pointed to a small door nearby, and said enthusiastically:
"Junior brother, that's a small workshop, but the tools inside are enough to handle D-class weapons, electric furnaces, data stamping forges... everything you need."
"If you want, I can help you." Huang Jijian whispered, "Don't worry, the teacher has been coveting you for a long time. This is just a small test he deliberately made to make you feel that it is not so easy. Don't feel pressured. It's okay to fail."
Huang Jijian's enthusiasm made Li Ming wary. He thought that if someone showed too much kindness without any reason, he was either a traitor or a thief. However, he responded warmly, "Thank you, Brother Huang."
Soon, his assistant brought the weapons and the blueprints.
This is a mechanical sword with a fine serrated blade. It looks old and there are some dark brown dried objects in the gaps.
"The client is mainly a power-type gene evolver. He gave me a few pieces of fine steel alloy. I plan to enlarge and lengthen the saw teeth..." Huang Jijian unfolded the design drawing in his hand and explained his design concept.
"However, the most troublesome thing is..." Huang Jijian pulled the handle on the handle, and there was a bang, and sparks sprayed out from the back of the knife, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
"It can be loaded with a shotgun shell, which is extremely lethal at close range. He asked me to keep it."
“I haven’t figured out how to design this yet.”
"I understand. Give me the materials and I'll go right away." After listening to a few words, Li Ming took the design drawings, took the serrated knife, and prepared to walk into the room.
Huang Jijian was surprised. He could sense Li Ming's disapproval, but he didn't even hesitate at all, as if he was sure that he could do it.
This kid is so crazy, he and Wu Yanqing are exactly like each other.
Huang Jijian sneered in his heart. He was so enthusiastic today, but it didn't mean he had changed his personality.
On the contrary, he was happy to see Li Ming wasting his development potential. If Wu Yanqing came back and found that his student was addicted to blacksmithing, he would definitely look very happy.
Ding Hui hesitated for a moment, then caught up and called out to Li Ming, "Are you serious? Stop it. Even Old Huang finds this trick difficult. He may not be a very good person, but he's quite skilled."
"What else?" Li Ming asked back.
"If you really want to study with the teacher, don't regret it, otherwise you will really offend the teacher." Ding Hui reminded: "This is not a joke. Although the teacher may not be as good as Professor Wu, he is no pushover."
Li Ming certainly understood that the popularity that Professor Xia had accumulated over the years of making weapons was naturally extremely terrifying.
"Old Huang has bad intentions, don't listen to him." Ding Hui whispered again.
"Don't worry." Li Ming patted Ding Hui's shoulder, walked to the door of the studio, stopped again, and asked, "Brother Huang, how much is the labor fee?"
"Labor costs?" Huang Jijian paused and said, "Five hundred thousand."
"Okay." Li Ming entered the studio, and the student who was helping him brought in a few pieces of black alloy with curiosity in his eyes.
"He wants to do it alone?" Cheng Tienan stopped.
"The only difficulty is dealing with the shotgun shell on the blade." Huang Jijian seemed to relax and said leisurely, "It's okay if we fail. I'll just give it to Zhao Lei as compensation."
"The teacher only looked at his level, but didn't say he had to succeed."
Ding Hui was stunned. It seemed to be true. Old Huang was a thief.
He couldn't help but say: "Teacher, you are not really going to teach him."
"So what if it is? So what if it isn't?" Professor Xia said in a flat tone.
"Professor Wu..."
"I will take care of it." Professor Xia said in a deep voice. Ding Hui wanted to say something but finally did not speak.
…
In the room, Li Ming turned on the forge. The electric heating efficiency was extremely high and the temperature rose rapidly.
[Gunfire Serrated Knife - E-level: The serrated knife has a special design on the back of the blade, making it hard to defend against.
Control conditions: 600 points of metal energy. 】
This weapon is average. To upgrade from E-level to D-level, it requires 6,000 points of metal energy.
With a rough conversion, it is about 400,000 star coins. Even if the cost of control is added, the labor cost is already covered.
His eyes fell on the fine steel alloy on the ground. Now it depended on how much metal energy these alloys could provide.
Soon, he absorbed several pieces of alloy, providing nearly four thousand points of metal energy.
"After conversion, I earned nearly 5,000 points of metal energy, and all I need to do is control it and then upgrade it." Li Ming calculated that this was only a D-level weapon, and the labor cost of a C-level weapon would increase several times more.
He immediately spent 600 points of metal energy to control and 6,000 points of metal energy to upgrade.
Then, the serrated knife in his hand looked brand new, gray-black in color, about 1.5 times larger than the same period last year, with a thick back and denser and sharper serrations on the blade.
"Well, it's just a little different from the design Huang Jijian gave me. Who cares? As long as it works." Li Ming didn't care.
Of course, he didn't just walk out with this thing. In such a short time, he couldn't explain how he made it.
I simply killed time and started developing genetic seeds, making some noise and tinkering from time to time.
In the evening, Ding Hui knocked on the door and asked him if he wanted to eat, but he was dismissed in an irritable tone.
"Fuck, you're really planning to make it. If you can make it, you're even better than me." Ding Hui muttered a few words.
There are people coming and going here, and everyone is an evolved body, so it’s no problem to go without sleep for a few days.
The students helping out here spread the news from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and everyone knew about it. They discussed it secretly and were curious.
"Is he really making weapons in there?" Zhou Kui asked in a low voice, sweating profusely.
At that time, he and Li Ming completed the challenge given by Ding Hui together, but in the end they did not dare to show their own works.
But in fact, his level is also very good, and he was noticed by Ding Hui and brought here to study.
On the morning of the third day, the door finally opened. The rusty hinges creaked under the weight, mist rose, and Li Ming walked out with a pale face, as if he had been drained.
I have been performing the [Thirty-two Thunder Burning Styles] continuously for two days without any nutrient solution replenishment. It would be strange if this didn't happen.
This sound immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Hey, it's out."
"Junior brother..." Huang Jijian quickly went up to him and pretended to complain: "Why are you taking it so seriously? Just pretend to do it. Look how tired you are. Even if you can't finish it..."
Before he could finish his words, his expression froze, and Li Ming was holding a brand new serrated mechanical sword in his hand.
It’s really made! ?
Li Ming forced a smile on his pale face: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."
"Fuck." Ding Hui rushed up quickly, took the serrated knife, swung it in his hand, took off the full-data glasses on his forehead and scanned it.
"1.8 meters long, 0.3 meters wide, 2.3 tons in weight..." He casually cut the alloy material nearby. "The hardness and sharpness are up to standard."
"It's just that I've never seen this forging technique before." He lowered his head and looked at it carefully.
Suddenly, everything went dark in front of his eyes. It was Cheng Tienan who grabbed the knife with his big hand. Ding Hui wanted to take it again, but was thrown out like a chicken.
"This is a forging technique I've never seen before. It doesn't look like it was made by hand, and the alloy material isn't fine steel. It fits perfectly, clamped together like a whole." Cheng Tienan rubbed it for a long time and sighed.
"It's practically flawless. I can't even find any flaws in the craftsmanship. There aren't any forging spots or cracks. It's like a weapon that came off an assembly line. No, it's even more perfect than that."
"We've learned everything from dogs over the years."
Zhou Kui and others looked at each other in surprise. Seeing Cheng Tienan's astonished expression, they couldn't help but wonder, is the gap between people really that big?
Ding Hui almost vomited blood when he got up. "Old Cheng, just speak for yourself, don't speak for me."
Cheng Tienan sighed, "The only shortcoming is that it has no soul."
"Huh?" Li Ming was stunned. Brother, are you kidding me? Soul?
"This kind of weapon? And it has a soul?" he asked cautiously.
"He's talking nonsense. This thing is like pot gas, something that seems to exist but also seems not to exist. If I have to summarize it, it's that every blacksmith has different characteristics, and will leave different marks on the weapon. Yours..." Ding Hui hesitated for a long time before saying:
"It's very regular, um... regularity is your characteristic."
However, Huang Jijian's expression changed, and he reluctantly said, "Junior brother, did you change my design?"
This weapon has nothing to do with his design. The blade is warped? And it still has the serrated structure? Even after all the upgrades, this thing is still useless.
"Well, this is more in line with my habits." Li Ming explained simply.
Who the hell asked you to change my design? Do you know what it means to add unnecessary details?
Huang Jijian roared in his heart. He really wanted to see Li Ming not doing his job properly, but the fact that the other party changed his design made him even more angry.
"Junior brother..." He suppressed his anger, "I have sought their consent for my design. If I change it rashly, they may not..."
"Let the client come over." Professor Xia interrupted him. The weapon was already in his hand. He played with it for a while with no expression on his face.
"Yes, teacher." Huang Jijian's face changed and he contacted the client.
After all, weapons are made for the client, and they have the final say on whether they are good or bad.
Zhao Lei came very quickly. Ding Hui helped Li Ming drink two mouthfuls of nutrient solution, but before it was completely digested, this guy came.
He had a full beard, was obviously old, and was dressed casually. He was shocked by the scene in front of him. Everyone was staring at him with puzzled eyes.
"Old Zhao, this is the weapon you commissioned me to make." Huang Jijian took out the serrated knife.
"Mr. Huang, why is this different from the design you showed me?" Zhao Lei leaned to the side and took the serrated knife hesitantly. "I was quite satisfied with that design. Why didn't you tell me when you changed it?"
Huang Jijian snorted in his heart, but said helplessly: "There was an accident. If you are really not satisfied, I will provide the materials myself and rebuild it for you."
He didn't say that it was Li Ming who created it, to save his face and maintain his hypocritical image.
As he spoke, he found that after Zhao Lei took the serrated knife, he was using it very well. With a buzzing sound, the sharp teeth on the blade vibrated at an extremely fast and high frequency.
Zhao Lei's expression changed from hesitation to excitement, and it was as if he had touched a switch. With a bang, the end of the blade quickly turned red, and then exploded into a blazing flame.
"Ha..." Zhao Lei was extremely excited: "Mr. Huang, you are indeed Professor Xia's student. You are really amazing."
"The length and weight are just right. I like the sawtooth shock more. The flame explosion has become a charge-type, which is even better in a dogfight."
"Moreover, even the marks on the handle that I originally carved to increase friction have been preserved and turned into a pattern."
"I've been using it for over ten years. I'm used to it being repaired and patched up. I thought it would take some time to get used to it after the upgrade, but I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful."
"I feel like it's no different than my original weapon, except it's more powerful. My original design is pure crap compared to this."
He was very excited. For an ordinary genetic evolver like him, changing his usual weapons was no less than gambling.
The cost and materials are relatively expensive, and what you get in the end may not be what you want, but this time the gamble clearly won.
However, Zhao Lei didn’t understand that the more he praised, the uglier Mr. Huang’s face became.
(End of this chapter)
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