Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Zhao Chuanxin patted the railing: "Come here, look at me, a scoundrel, I have serious business."

Miao Cuihua chuckled.

The wood is not processed and is directly carved.

Regardless of whether it is hardwood or not, it is not much more difficult than cutting tofu under the elf carving knife.

The finer work comes later, where you need to glue the rubber and wood together.

The glue turned out to be Koam gum.

This tree is also called acacia tree, and its flame pattern is very beautiful.

Zhao Chuanxin thought that the remaining wood could be used to make knife handles or gun stocks.

Zhao Chuanxin took a dagger and spread glue evenly around the wood.

After attaching the rubber ring, Zhao Chuanxin used an elf carving knife to cut the charcoal into particles.

Looking at the filter material in the breathing hole, Zhao Chuanxin frowned and said, "It's still not very safe."

He remembered that later generations of gas masks had different filter materials built in to neutralize the poison according to different poisonous gases.

He took out a few pieces of coarse cloth, stacked them up, moistened them and made a gesture: "Adding a few more layers of wet cloth should have a better effect."

Benjamin Goldberg stopped him: "No, then the charcoal will absorb moisture first and the effect will be compromised."

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes: "That's easy to do. Let's make a check valve. We only need a small round rubber piece. Just stick it on a little. When you inhale, the rubber piece will open due to the air flow. , when you exhale, the airflow blows the rubber piece and closes the check valve. In this way, we can set different check valves for the air inlet and outlet."

Benjamin Goldberg's strength is imagination, and he immediately understood: "Master, this method is good."

Anyway, this gas mask is very crudely made.

The two made a total of three gas masks, one large and two small.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

Zhao Chuanxin took a deep breath.

His advantage is that he can play the time difference between two worlds.

When time pauses over there, there is plenty of time to prepare.

However, if the plan of the master and apprentice is not feasible or there are omissions, then Zhao Chuanxin will also face the risk of shortening his life.

His body had just begun to recover, and if he experienced another blow, Zhao Chuanxin was really afraid that the root of his illness would be left behind.

Benjamin Goldberg looked at Zhao Chuanxin with a solemn expression: "Master, you..."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "You go out first."

He took out all the items.

Patting the smart gyroscope on his arm, Zhao Chuanxin said: "Xingyue, remember, after entering, first sweep away the Styx elves around 'me' to give 'me' enough time to resurrect."

hum...

The smart gyroscope vibrated, indicating confirmation.

Zhao Chuanxin took another deep breath, his dejected eyes became sharp, and he opened the "Old God Code".

The moment he opened it, he quickly wrote:

[I was resurrected, and the smart gyroscope and the elf carving knife chopped down the Styx elves around me. 】

[I put on the armor of fortitude. 】

[I took out the God of War M1907 and swept across the Styx elves further away. 】

[I took out the Three Thousand Killer M1907 and fired rockets at the War Creation that was running toward me. 】

Three Thousand M1907 is the name given to the rocket developed by Zhao Chuanxin for his master and apprentice.

It can be seen from the name how much Zhao Chuanxin hates the remnants of living things.

The fate that follows is beyond Zhao Chuanxin's control.

He used Q, W, E one after another, and even "triggered" the passive protection of Fortitude Armor, and then relied on "I" to press the ultimate move.

[A large area of ​​Styx elves fell in a pool of blood around you. Three thousand M1907 rockets that cost your life hit the head of War Creation. The fire exploded and flesh and blood flew everywhere. The previous fierce and tenacious war damage immediately collapsed to the ground after being hit hard, unable to move. 】

Zhao Chuanxin slapped him with a fist - done!

What a fucking relief!

At the same time, it also made him secretly vigilant.

The warheads of rockets are different from the ammunition of artillery shells and heavy machine guns.

It does not rely on the explosion of gunpowder stored inside to kill, but relies on the warhead hitting the target, triggering the primer, and the metal bullet stream inside is sprayed forward. The violent and high-temperature power can still break even the skin of the war. open.

This shows that Zhao Chuanxin is definitely not invulnerable in future wars.

[I put on a gas mask, took out the ecstasy lamp, and recited a spell. 】

[The fog spreads around. 】

[I heard the Styx Elf make a shrill scream like metal friction. 】

[I saw these ferocious little things falling down in pieces. Some died immediately, and some rolled on the ground and lost their fighting ability. 】

Cool!

[But the poisonous fog does not do that much damage to the wounds of war. They appear a little confused and behave strangely. 】

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned for a moment, I couldn't even do this to death, that thing is really powerful.

Acting strangely, maybe "high".

[The fog can also block the sight of these monsters, so I immediately left the rope to pull me and slid down towards the crater. 】

[When I went down to the bottom of the crater, I saw the corpses of Styx elves all over the ground. 】

[The brother and sister were unhurt although their faces were full of horror. 】

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

This pair of brothers and sisters is outrageous. Every time they encounter a desperate situation, they are able to fight the enemy at half-and-half and always escape unscathed, but "I" are repeatedly injured.

[I said: Quick, let’s go up first. 】

[My brother said: Master, wait, look, we found something. 】

[The brother took out a piece of tree root-like thing from his sister's treasure bag. It shone like copper green and purple clouds. 】

[I said in surprise: Have you found the root of the starry sky? 】

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

[I asked: How did you do it? 】

[My sister pointed to the corpses of the Styx elves on the ground and said: The fearless pioneers are them. When they fought with us, they scratched a layer of soil and exposed the roots of the starry sky. 】

Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself: If "I" are really dead, then the Starry Sky Root will definitely become one of the treasures in his sister's treasure bag.

[I hurriedly said: Let’s go up first and then talk. 】

[I first gave gas masks to my brother and sister and asked them to wear them. 】

[I was shocked when the three of us came to the ground. 】

[The surrounding Styx elves are dead, and the group of war creations are in a state of confusion, but they inadvertently surrounded us and were close at hand. 】

[I dare not fire rockets at such a close distance for fear of hurting ourselves. 】

[I took out the smart gyroscope and the elf carving knife, and cut into the war wound blocking the way. 】

[War Creation's head was split in half. 】

[Brother shouted: Master, be careful. 】

[There was a war creature from the side that went crazy and rushed towards me. 】

[The smart gyroscope had no time to respond, so I was knocked upside down, flew out, and slid on the ground for another seven or eight meters. 】

[My internal organs seem to be displaced and the pain is severe. 】