Heaven Civilization Salvation System

Chapter 160 Tough
This time it was not Zhang Qiang and the dog-headed military commander who spoke, but Zhou Min. There was only suspicion in her words, and there was no flattery that was faintly revealed by the big tree back then.

"You can see that the wounds on his body have healed. This is the best proof."

"Besides, you have seen and heard what I said these days. I believe you all know whether it is true or not. Whether you should listen to me or him, you can decide for yourself."

Fang Zhe also looked cold, but in view of their ignorance, it still explained the main problem.

It's a pity that Fang Zhe was blind, because how could they see a person's wounds clearly from two or three hundred meters away?
And Fang Zhe had better eyes, and with a systematic telescope, he naturally knew, but this student?How far can you expect them to see when they are myopic...

When the people inside were arguing, a loud voice came from downstairs: "Upstairs are students from the university here, why is the blockage so tight, don't fight monsters and upgrade."

At this time, the noisy people on the floor panicked, because they all thought that this person had already been infected with the zombie virus, and if it really mutated and bit them, they would definitely die.

"Don't come up. If you are scratched by a zombie, you will definitely turn into a zombie. Don't hurt us." Now the two leaders, Zhang Qiang and Zhou Min, panicked, and they still stopped everyone from holding the stool legs.

Wrap yourself tightly with clothes to prevent this person from scratching himself and turning him into a zombie.

"A group of cowards, just like those people. Hmph, here is where I will treat you." The young man looked contemptuous when he heard that everyone was scared to death, and then turned around and left.

"Wait, don't go, don't go, I know you can resist the zombie virus, let's talk."

Fang Zhe originally thought that they would treat him the same way as before to see if they could accept it reluctantly. After all, this is also a new force. Unfortunately, they are only afraid.

"Hey, how do you know that I can resist the zombie virus? Could it be that you are also a high-strength player who can fight zombies and upgrade? That must be the case..."

This ruthless man was talking to himself like an extremely addicted gamer.

"Hello, my name is Fang Zhe. We have met before, but I forgot your name."

After Fang Zhe came down, he took a look at this man's face and found that this man was indeed a martial artist, and his kung fu was very good.

"Hi, my name is Gong Xiaolei, where have you met?"

Gong Xiaolei looked at Fang Zhe with some doubts, as if he had no impression of him.

"During the martial arts competition in the city, let's just take a look. You are more famous than me. Naturally, I know you, but you don't know me."

As soon as Fang Zhe talked about the martial arts competition, Gong Xiaolei immediately understood how he had met himself, because they were a martial arts gym, and Gong Xiaolei was originally a youth eight-pole champion.

He is also a coach and leads the team during games. Naturally, Fang Zhe knows him.

It's just that although Fang Zhe said that martial arts training is just a hobby, it's purely for liking, so he doesn't compete much, but it's good to watch the competition when he has nothing to do.

Now that the two have common hobbies, they naturally get acquainted with each other, and they are much more relaxed when talking. After all, there are not many companions that can be seen in the last days.

"Hey, brother, how many zombies have you killed? Is there any explosive equipment? It seems that your equipment is much stronger than mine."

After getting acquainted with each other, the two sat down at a table and chair in the classroom on the first floor, not afraid of any danger nearby.

After sitting down, Gong Xiaolei asked a question without thinking, which made Fang Zhe a little confused. Why did he even get involved in the game? Could it be that what he got was the genetic warrior system?But thinking about it, it's better for him to act as if he doesn't know anything.

"What do you mean? What explosive equipment, do you think you are playing a game?"

"Didn't you fight zombies? I don't know that killing zombies can make you stronger and stronger. I personally experimented.

As long as you kill zombies, it will become more and more powerful.Although I don't have explosive equipment, I'm not afraid of zombies scratching and biting, and my body's recovery ability is extremely strong. As long as it is a skin trauma, it will heal within a day, which is much faster than before.Of course, there are also disadvantages, that is, the appetite is a bit large. "

Gong Xiaolei looked at Fang Zhe in surprise, and at the same time glanced at the long sword, long bow and short dagger on Fang Zhe's body, and said a little depressed.

When Fang Zhe saw him looking at him like this, he immediately understood that his Yanyue long knife was actually the long knife on the original weapon rack.

Even the blade is made of gaps, obviously it cannot be sharpened or tempered, and the handle is also made of hardwood and has no elasticity. It can be said that it is a miracle that this knife can keep Gong Xiaolei alive.

"Brother, don't look at my equipment. I'm a sheet metal worker, and I made it myself. The longbow is all taken by the bow and arrow. It's just that this arrow has never been used much."

Fang Zhe showed Gong Xiaolei his equipment, and then he said the source of his things, and talked about the sharpening method of the blade on the ancient battlefield and so on.

Many people think that swords and swords on ancient battlefields were sharpened, and the blades were relatively thin, so they would kill enemies quickly with a whetstone.

In fact, on the contrary, the blades of soldiers on the ancient battlefield were thick and not particularly sharp, and the whetstone was also something unexpected: cotton cloth.

In ancient times, because iron was relatively soft, the cost of repeated forging would be very high. Only a very small number of generals would have a handy weapon.

Of course, their advantage is extremely expensive.Just to say that ordinary soldiers usually have snatches and short knives, and the quality of knives is naturally not very good.

If the softer blade is sharp, there will be bone rolls, and if the blade is strong, it will collapse. No matter which one is used, it will affect the next use.

Moreover, wars do not happen every day. Naturally, iron tools will rust. If a thin blade rusts, it will basically become useless. Therefore, ancient fighting weapons are all thick-edged.

And because of the anti-rust maintenance, many soldiers will wipe it with cotton cloth, and the blade will be sharp and collapsed after a long time.

After hearing this, Gong Xiaolei felt a little depressed. In fact, his knife is just a decoration. In actual combat, he can only chop up silly zombies.

But when Fang Zhe said that if he sent these people to the gathering place, he would make one for him, he immediately agreed.

"Brother, do you have a special mission? Share it with your buddies. I want to upgrade quickly and don't want to be eaten."

Just finished talking about the simple method of hammering a knife, Gong Xiaolei immediately started his two-dimensional life again.But this time he really got it right.

"Uh, why did you say that there are crystals in the zombie's head? Dig two and stuff them in the mouth to upgrade the chug directly."

Fang Zhe lost his temper when he heard this, and teased Gong Xiaolei.

"Uh, I dug more than a dozen, nothing..."

Now it was Fang Zhe's turn to be dumbfounded, he had to be so addicted to the novel Two-dimensional to do such a thing.

(End of this chapter)