God Soldier Atlas

You made this knife?

A middle-aged man in his thirties, with a medium build, stroked the blade with his fingers and asked.

yes.

Zhou Shu replied dumbly.

His gaze wandered over the wooden stake that was broken in two.

The wooden stake with a diameter of nearly half a meter was cut into two pieces by himself?

Although this body has been ironed since childhood, it is considered strong, but in terms of strength, it is only at the level of an ordinary adult...

Is it because the knife is too sharp?

It's not scientific...

Zhou Shu felt that his scientific knowledge had been challenged. No matter how sharp a knife is, it must have enough force on it to cut off the stake. This is basic junior high school physics knowledge...

But then again, this is not the earth, the laws of physics are different?

That’s right, there seems to be that kind of peerless powerhouse who flies into the sky and escapes from the ground——

Your name is Zhou Shu?

Xiao Zongshui continued to ask.

yes.

Zhou Shu nodded.

Your grandfather Zhou Guangzu, your father Zhou Niandong?

yes.

Zhou Shu didn't know what the principal meant, but he answered honestly.

Xiao Zongshui is the head of the workshop and Zhou Shu's immediate boss, who directly determines Zhou Shu's life and death.

Both of them are good at it, it's a pity.

Xiao Zongshui nodded, and said, You are also very good. Although this knife has not yet been graded, it can be regarded as a top-quality standard long knife.

Extreme standard long knife?

Zhou Shu was a little disappointed, it was just a top-quality standard long knife, it seemed that it was impossible to use this knife to become a soldier-casting division.

However, the disappointment was only fleeting. With the map of the magic weapon, it was only a matter of time before he became a soldier-casting master.

The top-grade standard long knife is already powerful, so how powerful should a top-grade weapon be?

In Zhou Shu's heart, his expectation of becoming a soldier-casting master became stronger.

At your age, you can forge the best standard long sword without a teacher, and your qualifications are much stronger than your grandfather and your father. Xiao Zongshui looked at Zhou Shu and continued, Maybe one day, you can become a real sword. Maybe the Armor Forger.

Then I would like to thank Master Xiao for his cultivation.

Zhou Shu cupped his hands and said.

I didn't cultivate you.

Xiao Zongshui looked at Zhou Shu with a half-smile, Your father and grandfather didn't have such a lively mind as you, no wonder you can forge the best standard long knife.

Master Xiao has won the prize.

Zhou Shu said with some embarrassment, the skill of flattering has never been practiced in his previous life.

Okay, with me, doing the job well is more effective than saying anything. Xiao Zongshui waved his hand and said, This kind of top-quality long knife is of high quality, and one can compare to several ordinary long knives .”

In the future, you only need to forge this top-quality standard long knife, and one can replace three ordinary standard long knives.

After Xiao Zongshui finished speaking, he left with his hands behind his back.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the sharp standard long knife in his hand was not returned to Zhou Shu, but took away directly...

Xiao Papi!

When Xiao Zongshui walked away, Zhou Shu spat secretly.

A sharp standard long knife can definitely compare to ten ordinary standard long knives in terms of value, but when it comes to Xiao Zongshui, it can only be worth three, black heart!

After cursing a few words, Zhou Shu's heart, which had been hanging all the time, relaxed a little.

One sharp standard long knife can replace three ordinary standard long knives. His original monthly task was to hand in one hundred standard long knives. In conversion, it was more than thirty sharp standard long knives.

For Zhou Shu, the difference in the difficulty of casting these two long knives is not too big, that is to say, his workload has actually been greatly reduced, and he will no longer have to work overtime to forge iron.

At the very least, the crisis of sudden death is lifted...

Back in his kennel, Zhou Shu lay on the hardwood bed and couldn't sleep. After studying the atlas of magic weapons for a long time, he simply turned over and got up, and went to work in the shed.

Not long after, a sharp standard long knife appeared in his hand again.

Zhou Shu looked satisfied. It seemed that he had indeed mastered the method of forging a sharp standard long knife. Even if he only relied on this skill in the future, he could earn a living in the Casting Division.

call--

Zhou Shu was appreciating his work with satisfaction when he suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind behind him.

He lowered his head subconsciously, feeling a gust of wind blowing through the back of his head, and his scalp ached a little.

boom--

There was a muffled sound, as if something had hit the anvil in front of it.

Zhou Shu's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat, and he could tell that the thing was full of weight just by listening to the sound.

If I hadn't dodged quickly just now, what the thing hit wasn't the anvil, but my own head!

who!

Zhou Shu turned his head abruptly and shouted loudly.

You'd better not move around. A sullen voice sounded in Zhou Shu's ear, I don't want your life, so don't force me.

Opposite Zhou Shu, a tall and thin man stared at him coldly, holding a hammer for blacksmithing in his hand.

The hammer is the size of a human head, and the handle is almost as tall as the man. If you swing this thing...

Zhou Shu seemed to see the scene where his head was smashed like a watermelon.

Trembling all over, he subconsciously clenched the sharp standard long knife in his hand, which gave him a little sense of security.

Who are you and what do you want to do!

Zhou Shu said loudly, hoping that his voice could attract the attention of the surrounding workers.

It's a pity that his plan fell through, and the clanging and knocking sounds around him didn't stop at all, as if no one heard his voice.

The tall and thin man opposite Zhou Shu had a mocking look on his face.

You don't need to waste your energy. Before dawn, even if you scream and break your throat, no one will pay attention.

Zhou Shu's heart skipped a beat. Although he didn't know why this man was so determined, he also knew that in a short time, no one would come to save him.

The money is under the bed, you can take it all if you want!

Zhou Shu pointed at the wooden bed in the room and said loudly.

I'm not interested in money!

There was a sinister light in the triangular eyes of the thin and tall man, and he said coldly, Hand over the secret recipe for casting the top-grade standard long knife, and I can spare your life!

Holding a huge hammer, the thin and tall man approached Zhou Shu step by step. Seeing him like that, he was not afraid of the long knife in Zhou Shu's hand at all.

No matter how good the weapon is, it depends on who owns it.

That thin and tall man obviously didn't take Zhou Shu seriously.

Zhou Shu's heart sank, he came here for the secret recipe of casting soldiers?

How many hours ago did he forge a sharp standard long knife, so someone was tempted so soon?

This is the workshop of the Casting Division, how dare he do it?

The exposure of the sharp standard long knife was beyond Zhou Shu's expectation. If he had known that the knife was so sharp, he would never have gone to the military inspection field to test the knife.

And he didn't expect that the news would spread so fast, not only did the principal Xiao Zongshui immediately show up and take the knife away, but now there is also this fellow who is obviously an apprentice of the soldier casting to rob him!

Zhou Shu stared at the thin and tall man. He didn't know him. There are 108 workshops in the Casting Division, and the No. 97 workshop where he is located alone has hundreds of people. There are so many people. He couldn't have seen them all.

Even if they knew each other, it is estimated that this thin and tall man would not be afraid of his colleagues.

boom--

The big hammer in the thin and tall man's hand hit the place heavily, making a dull sound.

He looks extremely thin, but his strength is not small. The huge hammer seems to be as light as nothing in his hand.

A secret casting recipe that is not a high-grade weapon, is it worth it?

Zhou Shu clenched the sharp standard long knife tightly, stared at the tall and thin man firmly, and said.

Hmph! The tall and thin man snorted coldly. If it was the secret recipe for casting high-grade weapons, he wouldn't dare to snatch it.

The secret recipe for casting imported weapons is exclusive to the soldier casting master, even if he snatched it away, he has no ability to keep it.

The secret recipe for casting this top-quality standard weapon will not attract the attention of the military casting master, but also has enough value to change one's own situation. This is the most suitable thing for ordinary military casting apprentices!

The thin and tall man was not in the mood to explain this to Zhou Shu. He held the handle of the hammer, his eyes fell on Zhou Shu like a falcon, and said coldly, Give me the secret recipe!

The secret recipe of casting soldiers is here, if you want it, come and get it yourself!

Zhou Shu pointed to his head, and the next moment, he had already held the handle of the sharp standard long knife with both hands, preemptively struck at the tall and thin man.

Zhou Shu doesn't know martial arts, but he is young and strong, and he holds a sharp weapon, and he uses all his brute strength to strike, and he is full of power.

A look of disdain flashed across the tall and thin man's face. Although they were all apprentices of the Forge Soldiers, there was a difference between them.

He was taught by an expert from his ancestors, and once learned a set of martial arts. Although he has not practiced any famous tricks in his generation, his combat power still far exceeds that of ordinary people. .

It's okay for Zhou Shu to frighten ordinary people with such an attack, but is he an ordinary person?

The thin and tall man sneered, swung his arms, and swung the big hammer from bottom to top. He was confident that with his own hammer, he could knock off the standard long knife in Zhou Shu's hand and break some of his ribs by the way. !

Ding--

With a crisp sound, the hammer and the standard long knife collided together. The tall and thin man seemed to have seen the standard long knife being knocked into the air, and then Zhou Shu fell to the ground with a wailing cry. A cruel grin appeared on his face.

Suddenly, his grim smile froze on his face, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

boom--

The big hammer fell obliquely to the ground, and a clear line of blood appeared on the chest of the thin and tall man. The blood line continued to spread, and after a while, blood gushed out like money.

How can this be!

The thin and tall man left the last sentence in the world, and then fell to the ground with a bang, dying with regret!

The sharp standard long knife you forged caused a kill, rewarding skills, Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu!

The magic map automatically appeared in front of Zhou Shu, and the page was turned to the page of the sharp standard long knife, and a line of words like a barrage of bullets was drawn across the page.

Countless figures jumping up and down suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Shu's eyes, and a huge amount of information crashed into his mind instantly.