[Future] The sword is not old

00

In 3012 of the galaxy calendar, the Federation finally recovered the remains of the ancient earth that had been lost in outer space for many years, causing a sensation in the whole country.

The history department professor of the First Military Academy was in charge of unpacking the cultural relics. He accidentally discovered a vacuum compression bottle with small metal objects tinkling inside.

"Oh my god... come and see..."

"This slender and light blade, this simple and clear design, this smooth metal line..."

"Under the extremely harsh environment after the catastrophe, it can still be preserved."

"A miracle!!!"

01

I am a fruit knife.

I don't know how many thousands of years I have slept, and when I woke up, I was upgraded from a daily necessities to a historical treasure.

02

A team of experts quickly started to protect me. The old professor looked at me through the biological isolation window, as if he was looking at his life's painstaking efforts.

"According to my judgment, this is a knife made of alloy steel, and its main function may be combat and self-defense."

"The body structure of humans on the ancient earth is mainly carbon-based, and the skin surface is extremely fragile. The research and development of cold weapons gave them basic combat capabilities, and later generations used metal manufacturing for production and manufacturing."

"Looking at the thickness of the blade, it may also be a knife for cooking ingredients. If you are lucky enough to have food juice left, effective genes can be extracted, which is very valuable for research."

All the apprentices nodded and said yes, deeply impressed by the teaching.

I listened to the old professor talking nonsense without any regrets.

03

No, has the intelligence of this group of humans degenerated to the level of paramecium?

If you praise me like that again, I will swell!

04

When I was a raw material of stainless steel, I had a dream.

I don't have big dreams, really.

I want to make a butcher's knife that shines brightly, and I can usually cut meat.

05

I was sent to the National Treasure Security Bureau, and after three months of analysis and investigation.Scientists have checked every iron molecule in me with a micro-terminal particle scanning mirror, and there is not a single drop of food or blood left on my blade.

Scientists regret that they can no longer produce a living ancient earth man.

I am also sorry.

My national treasure career is over.

06

The wreckage salvaged by the Federation this time has a high content of heavy metals, which may have originally belonged to a metal manufacturing plant.Archaeologists plan to refine these metals again, imitating the craftsmanship of the ancient earth, and forging a universal sword.

My practical value is not considerable. As an e-class classified national heritage, it was sent to the auction venue after going through several exhibitions.

The host placed me on the black gold velvet, and countless pairs of eyes looked over me.

The searchlights made me a little hot, as if I was on the pinnacle of iron life.

Just listen to him read word by word:

"The next auction item is a charity sale by the Federal Administration of Assets, a miniature knife unearthed from the wreckage of A81. According to expert evaluation, this is a daily necessities used by the last inhabitants of the ancient earth 3000 years ago, and it is very valuable for historical collection."

07

At that time, there happened to be a singer with 1/256th of the ancient earth lineage debuting, and there was a frenzy of recalling ancient times.

Ancient relics are all touted to the forefront.

My last lot was a shovel from the wreck of C37.

The wooden handle on the back half of its body has been corroded away, leaving only the rusty shovel face, which must be stored in a standard air pressure hood.

The moment the old man stepped onto the auction stage, he cried with a northeast accent:

"If I knew I could live to this age, I wouldn't be guilty of eating dirt when I was young."

08

I finally made a deal with 2.5 million interstellar coins.

Recalling the 2 yuan 5 supermarket logo on my body, I can't help but sneer.

……

I really don't understand you interstellar people very well.

09

It was a knife collector who bought mine.

He used to be a high-ranking general and led the Federation to numerous victories.As he got older, he resigned from the military, bought a winery on the border planet, and lived an idyllic life.

But his instinct to love knives has been integrated into his nature. When he held me in his hands, I could feel his eyes gleam.

The author has something to say: A super-magic cracker (?), brave men who can eat it smoothly, I admire your courage!

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