Chapter 320 Mass Production of Curious Items
Chapter 320 Mass Production of Curious Items
The convoy members returned to the shore only after the morning light had fully covered the river.
The river water, fresh and clear, washed away the fatigue and grime of the journey, and seemed to lighten the somber mood that lingered between everyone's brows.
Having changed into new clothes, everyone's faces were more vibrant, and they even smiled at each other.
"Damn it, that's more like it! Don't just cut your hair, chop some of mine too!"
Tashan vigorously rubbed his hair with a half-rag he had found somewhere.
He spoke in a muffled voice to Xu Si, who was cutting his hair with the [Sword of Punishment].
Having not had a haircut in a long time, the hair of everyone in the convoy could almost be described as flowing.
Xu Si smiled and casually took out a small sword and "cut" it towards Ta Shan's head.
Then, Xiao Luo, Dou Dou, Dou Bao, and the other little guys chattered and lined up behind Ta Shan, waiting in line.
Regardless of whether Xu Si, this Tony teacher, is reliable or not.
Until the queue grew longer and longer.
As it turns out, the blond-haired guy does have some skills.
After washing away their fatigue, the team members sat in twos and threes on the shore, drying their clothes and organizing their equipment, chatting quietly with a long-lost sense of relaxation.
"Thank you, Brother Dao!" Rui Jiaying patted the stray hairs on her head and thanked Xu Si before returning to the river to wash her hair.
After cutting off the last head of the caravan, Xu Si put away the [Sword of Punishment] and turned his gaze to the rolling river in front of him.
Everyone was lying down, standing, or sitting, completely relaxed.
The atmosphere was unusually relaxed since the end times, even carrying a somewhat unreal tranquility.
Like rising early in the countryside or enjoying the afterglow of sunset in the city, everyone is able to relax for a rare moment.
Xu Si held the perfectly heated black tea, synthesized within Nirvana, and watched quietly.
No one intended to get up, and Fu Xiaojian did not inappropriately break the tranquility.
At this moment, they resembled a caravan on a long journey.
At this moment, everyone seemed to forget the cruelty of the apocalypse, forget the struggle for survival and escape, and only sought this brief respite.
Because of a river, everyone's mental state changed drastically.
"Brother Dao." Xiao Luo's voice rang in my mind, carrying the unique, irrepressible lightness of a young man.
He changed back into his slightly tattered old clothes, and carefully washed the red sweatshirt Jiao Jiao had given him, then hung it to dry in the scorching sun.
"What's wrong?" Xu Si responded in his mind.
"I wish it could stay like this forever!"
Xu Si understood; Xiao Luo simply wanted to share her happiness at that moment.
After he lost his speech, the best person to share with was naturally Xu Si.
"Yes," Xu Si replied in his mind.
Looking at those figures laughing and playing by the water;
Looking at Jiao Jiao, who was carefully and chattering away as she braided Yao Yao's new hair;
Looking at the group of people chatting in twos and threes, their expressions relaxed.
Sunlight spills onto the river's surface, shattering it into countless leaping golden scales.
If time could truly stop at this moment, who wouldn't want that?
……
Seemingly remembering something, Xu Si took out the [Blade Stone] that had been stored in his spatial storage for who knows how long.
He then tossed it to Yang Fan, who was maintaining a long spear not far away.
Yang Fan instinctively grabbed the object that suddenly shot towards him, and then looked at Xu Si on the roof of the car.
"Try this!"
The [Sharpening Stone] has a "sharpening" property, which can sharpen bladed weapons to a "sharp" quality.
Xu Si only used it once on the [Sword of Punishment].
Seeing Yang Fan cleaning his gun reminded him that he had such a strange item.
If we could add a 'sharp' property to ordinary items, wouldn't that allow us to mass-produce extraordinary items?
Even if its ranking is ridiculously low, it's still a rare find!
"Brother Dao, what's this...?" Yang Fan is now following the crowd.
Dao Ge's reputation is gaining recognition from more and more people, even though Yang Fan is much older than Xu Si.
"Try sharpening your gun," Xu Si's voice came from the roof of the car, calm and indifferent.
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up as he looked at the warm and smooth jade-like object in his hand.
Without further hesitation, he took a deep breath and placed the silver spear, made by Tieyuan and which had been with him for a long time, across his lap.
He had kept the tip of the gun shiny and white, but the blade inevitably had nicks of varying sizes.
It is ultimately just ordinary iron, only ordinary iron with slightly better material and exquisite craftsmanship.
No matter how careful he is, it is always inevitable when he fights.
Yang Fan gripped the gun barrel tightly with one hand and held the [Blade Stone] in the other, unsure of how to proceed.
He'd seen whetstones before, but not for sharpening guns...
Especially sharpening a long spear?
He tentatively placed the polished side of the [Sword Stone] gently against the sharp tip of the silver spear.
Om-!
The moment they made contact, a barely perceptible glint of light flashed across the pale white notch on the [Gap Stone].
Yang Fan felt a slight warmth in his palm, as if some invisible, fine, sand-like substance was seeping from the jade in his palm and flowing over the tip of the spear.
There was no sound, no sparks.
But in Yang Fan's perception, the long spear in his hand, which was like an extension of his arm, was undergoing some extremely subtle yet essential change.
A strange sense of "craving" emanated from the tip of the gun, as if parched land were drinking in sweet rain.
A sudden inspiration struck him, and without hesitation, he began to imitate the blacksmith's sharpening motion from his memory, using a sharpening stone to slowly and steadily sharpen the blade back and forth along its arc.
His movements were clumsy, yet they carried a kind of focused devotion.
The surroundings gradually quieted down.
Tashan stopped drying his hair, and Xiao Luo and the other children stopped playing. Even the people washing clothes by the river turned their heads away.
All eyes were focused on Yang Fan and the silver spear on his lap that was being "polished".
Time passed second by second.
The sun climbed higher, and the sunlight became even more scorching, but the wind along the riverbank carried moisture, dispelling the heat.
Yang Fan's movements became increasingly fluid and confident.
He could feel that with each friction, the silver spear's "thirst" lessened a little, while something solid and sharp was slowly gathering and settling at the spear tip.
Finally, at a certain moment.
Clang—!
A faint yet clear sound reached everyone's ears, like the gentle tapping of jade or the slight trembling of a zither string.
Yang Fan's movements came to an abrupt halt.
He looked down and saw that the silver spear was still shiny and its appearance had not changed significantly.
But if you look closely, the cold glint at the tip of the spear seems more restrained and more "focused".
It was as if all the brilliance had been contained within the finest structure of the metal, waiting only for the moment of its explosion.
The surface of that "bladed stone" seemed to have deeper abrasion marks, and the color of the central notch was more pronounced.
Almost simultaneously, a near-bound intuition emerged deep within Yang Fan's consciousness, like a wondrous object recognizing its master.
[Current Oddity: Sharp Spear]
[Rank: 8972]
【Characteristic: Sharp】
[Description: Forged through the honing of the wondrous 'Blade-Piercing Stone,' this Contract Blade possesses armor-piercing capabilities and toughness surpassing ordinary iron.]
[Cost: None (Note: What kind of cost do you expect for scraps?)]
[Comment: This is both progress and regression. (Note: It's only become slightly sharper.)]
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