Super God Gene

Hanson went back to his room and continued to read on Skynet.

That was a poster sent by a foreman of a steel armor shelter a long time ago, who had to flee into the dark swamp once after being chased by a foreign creature.

The Dark Swamp Hansen also knows that there are more than 200 miles southwest of the Steel Armor Shelter, because the swamp is dangerous, and there are a lot of powerful, poisonous aliens in the Dark Swamp, and nobody goes there at all.

Even such large forces as Qin Xuan and Shen Tianzi would not dare to lead the team to the Dark Swamp.

According to that predecessor, he was in critical condition and had to escape into the dark swamp to fight, and he was lucky enough to pass through the dark swamp and through the other side.

Across the Dark Swamp, he spent nearly six months together, mainly because the roads were too difficult to walk and could inadvertently fall into the mud, and there were all sorts of fierce beasts and poisonous worms that forced him to change course at times, and many times lost his way in the swamp, and it was a miracle that he could walk out.

The senior said a lot about his experiences in the Dark Swamp and the many foreign creatures he encountered in the post.

On one occasion, the senior walked into an ancient forest, said to be a forest, but there were few trees there, and every few dozen meters there was a tree, but the tree was extremely tall, just a few people had to surround the tree.

And beneath that tree, there were all kinds of beautiful flowers, and that seniors almost thought they were coming out of the swamp, but then that seniors realized that it was just a strange area in the swamp, and on top of those trees, there were a lot of giant wasp nests, the smallest of which were double bed sizes, one hanging from the tree, one black wasp flying out of it, one as big as a bat.

At that time, he was lucky enough to kill a single black wasp to know that it was called a black needle bee, a primitive creature.

And he was lucky enough to get the black needle bee beast soul, which is the type of arrow that can turn into a black needle arrow, not only sharp, but also enormous poison.

The black needle arrow was later taken away at a high price, but the senior said one more thing, although he didn't dare to walk into the forest, but chose to bypass the forest, but he saw far away a particularly huge tree in the forest, a house on the tree with that big cellular, and a blood-red black needlepoint with a head as big as a dove flew out of it, and he guessed that the blood-red black needlepoint, should be the mutant black needlepoint bee.

The poster also contains images of the black needle bee beast soul, which was taken by the predecessor before he sold it. Indeed, as he said, the head of the black needle bee was like a big mouse, with a long poison needle like the tail of a rat in the back. The black needle arrow turned into pure black, the edge of the arrow tip was sharp, and there was a dark glow. At first glance, there was enormous poison.

“What a good thing.” Hanson moves in the dark, and if it was before, he wouldn't dare to fight the dark swamp idea, but now he has the wings of the soul of the Purple Feather Scale Dragon Beast, which can fly over the dark swamp.

In case of any danger, he also has armor and blood slaughterers available, there should be no danger of going to the Dark Swamp.

According to that predecessor, the most dangerous part of the Dark Swamp was the beast lurking in the mud. There were not many foreign creatures flying in the sky, and he had only seen some primitive decaying birds.

“It's just that there's no specific location in the woods, so go inside and find some trouble.” Hanson thought about it, put it aside for now, pulled the blacksmith's number, asked him out to meet him, wanted to show him the broken arrow and see if he could fix it.

Upon reaching the agreed spot, Hanson showed the broken arrow to the blacksmith and asked him if he could repair it. The blacksmith simply said calmly: “No repair, find yourself a welder to weld, but the resilience and stability will decrease dramatically, and the center of gravity will shift, and it needs to be readjusted. This arrow is worn out. ”

“What about your recycled material? It's also a little bit of Z-steel, why is it worth a bit of money?” Hanson asked.

“Five grand.” The blacksmith said with no expression.

“I bought 300,000 arrows, and this Z-steel is worth only 5,000?” Hanson glared at him.

“Not for sale to take away.” The iron doctor simply said.

“Fine, you're tough. Five grand is five.” Hanson's heart swore to himself that he must get an arrow for the soul of the beast. The z-steel arrow is too much.

He had previously heard Su Xiaoqiao say that the cost of Z steel is not very high, only because the value of the monopoly relationship is so high, in fact, the material is not worth it.

Hanson gave the blacksmith the broken arrow, and the blacksmith gave him a full 5,000, and Hanson took the money and asked him, "Do you have a better Z-steel arrow? ”

When he shot Purple Feather Scale Dragon, it was directly into the wound of Purple Feather Scale Dragon. As a result, the arrow was inserted only three or four inches. Finally, the Purple Feather Scale Dragon fell to death. If it was on the flat ground, he could not shoot Purple Feather Scale Dragon at all, so Hanson was not satisfied with this arrow.

“No, there's a five-percent steel dagger. Want one?” The iron doctor said.

“How much?” Hanson already knows that five percent of the Z-steel content is basically the highest technology can achieve now, and if it's higher, the Z-steel alloy will become as brittle as glass.

“300,000.” The blacksmith said.

“This arrow is only 300,000 for one point and two, and the dagger is 300,000 for five percent?” Hanson looked at the blacksmith with confusion.

“The technical difficulty is different. The dagger is made of cutting pieces from an alloy cutter, and the technical difficulty is much lower than that of an arrow.” The blacksmith made a rare explanation.

“Sure, I'll take 300,000.” After Hanson checked the size of the dagger, he paid the blacksmith 300,000 for the meat.

The blacksmith sells expensive, the branded goods outside are more expensive, and the dagger with five percent steel, no millions will ever come off. And the blacksmiths are really good. Just look at this arrow, it's much stronger than a star arrow.

“Something's not on you, you come with me.” The blacksmith walked into the alley.

Hanson hastily followed him through several buildings, to a somewhat dilapidated underground warehouse, Hanson saw many machines for steel appliances, even large press machines, and there was no problem directly pressing a small aircraft the size of a car into an iron cake.

Through the warehouse, the blacksmith took Hanson into a room, opened a thick steel door, and Hanson looked at it with confusion.

This room is like an arsenal, with all kinds of cold weapons neatly arranged inside, sparkling with cold lights and a palpitating sense of killing.

The blacksmith grabbed an eight-inch dagger with a sheath and threw it at Hanson: “Here it is, take it away. ”

Hanson's eyes were attracted to a knife on the north side of the room. The knife appeared ordinary, which was the usual straight knife style. However, the other three sides of the room were full of blades, but there was only one knife on the north side and it was also available on top of a specialized blade rack.