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Crack!
The nut shattered.
The blade was intact.
After several more strikes, the result was the same.
Unable to resist, Wen Zhiyu took it and tried tapping a few times.
"Hey, it's pretty handy!"
This knife was originally heavy, but cut in half, the weight of one half of the blade was just right, allowing for flexibility.
Boss Zeng, holding the other half of the blade himself, also gave it a try and it didn't break.
As for harder objects, they didn't test it—after all, this knife was categorized as a handicraft, no need to test it so extensively.
Boss Zeng looked at the blade, his gaze profound:
"Because it's unknown, it's mysterious. That's the charm of a meteorite!"
Wen Zhiyu, who had been listening to the shop owner talk, felt tempted again.
If this knife truly had such a bizarre origin, 800,000 was indeed not expensive!
Wen Zhiyu raised the broken knife in his hand, "How much for this?"
