"Duh!"
Accompanied by a soft sound, a metal sword blade about the length of a palm was nailed to the wooden board. Looking at the crooked crosshair circled with mud, Feng Xue said mockingly, "At least hit the target." After that, he took a few steps forward and pulled it out again, and put it back into the Hidden Blade.
After the recasting of the Choking Blade, no matter in terms of range, accuracy or penetration, it is not comparable to the original inferior toy, but relatively, the difficulty of the complicated machine expansion operation has also increased a bit.
Including how to pop out the blade, how to unfold the crossbow arm, or how to launch the blade, the requirements for movement accuracy are far higher than the original toy, but Feng Xue doesn't think there is anything wrong with this, after all, it is a mistake compared to the original toy. A toy that hurts at most when triggered, but now this thing is a deadly weapon.
After spending the whole night researching, he also found out some characteristics of the so-called phantom, the most basic of which is that it will not wear out.
It seems a bit absolute to say this, but at least that is the conclusion Feng Xue has reached so far. Last night, because of his unskilled operation, he shot the blade at the brick wall. Although the blade was blown away, it was knocked even a little There are no traces.
He also tried experiments such as sharpening the knife, and finally confirmed that neither stone nor brick could leave a scratch on the blade.
This thing is like a game item without durability settings, and it will not change at all due to reasons other than its own function.
However, since this was all his belongings, he did not attempt destructive experiments such as cutting bowstrings.
But at least for now, the durability of the so-called phantom should be guaranteed.
As the sunlight poured into the room from the hole in the ceiling, Feng Xue tidied up her clothes, stretched her waist and prepared to go out.
Although he didn't sleep all night, he didn't show too much fatigue. In other words, for him now, sleep is only a spiritual need, not a physical need.
"It's really not human at all!" Feeling that she had three days left to live, Feng Xue walked out of the house again.
The area where he is located is called a landfill, which is somewhat similar to the kind of slums that cross the garbage mountain in former Southeast Asia. The whole area is centered on a large garbage dump that covers an area close to the previous block, and builds a Large and small shacks, and picking up garbage is also the source of life for most residents here.
However, unlike those famous garbage mountains before crossing, there are strict regulations here.
There are not only regulations on the opening time and entry and exit time of the garbage dump, but also special personnel to evaluate the value. All items brought out of the garbage dump and handed over to the manager of this area can only be exchanged for one-tenth of the estimated value. If you want to take away the item you found, you will have to pay a price equivalent to 1.5 times the estimated value.
All those who disobeyed the rules would be severely punished. The guy Feng Xue saw in the execution ground who was sentenced to "wait for death" was said to have hidden items and was discovered.
There are still seven days until the next opening day of the garbage dump, but Feng Xue's remaining [Consciousness] is only three days old, which means that he must earn at least four hundred pagodas in these three days, otherwise he will disappear completely .
Of course, like those guys who turned into corpses last night, he could also attack the warehouse of the local manager with all his eggs in one basket, but judging from the tragic scene last night, it was obviously not an easy task.
In other words, if someone can snatch items from the local gangs who are in power, then they won't be on the verge of death because they can't get enough [knowledge].
Following the trail completely created by human activities, Feng Xue moved around the garbage dump surrounded by a high wall—although it was a high wall, but its technical content was the same as that of the so-called wilderness that I saw yesterday. The wall is completely incomparable. To put it bluntly, it is just built with bricks, a building that even ordinary people can complete.
The entire landfill is a not-so-regular circle, the area of which is equivalent to crossing the previous small urban area, surrounded by a scary high wall that looks a little taller but actually has an exaggerated technological content. Only the high wall in the northeast seemed to extend straight into the distance, but it was the base camp of the gang that managed the landfill, and he was obviously not qualified to approach it.
It is worth mentioning that the gang that manages the landfill did not recruit new people. He had asked someone specifically before, but all he got was a mocking smile.
Although it is a slum, there is no shortage of various occupations here. There are not only production occupations such as blacksmiths and tailors, but also doctors who save lives and help the wounded. After all, even if Feng Xue always says that people in this world are not human, they still have The concept of injury, illness, and death, just not needing to eat and sleep.
Although Feng Xue has been going around in circles during the day these days, today is still a bit different. After all, he has a destination -
it is a small bungalow near the garbage dump. The glamorous and beautiful, if you insist, it is the feeling of putting a classic sculpture of the Renaissance in a pile of post-modern artworks.
And in front of this building, there was already a queue that wasn't too long. From time to time, people came out of the building. They were either smiling or depressed. If it weren't for the three big characters "Employment Agency" The signboard may make people mistakenly think it is a clinic.
Feng Xue naturally lined up at the back of the queue, waiting for the line to gradually shorten.
Although there is an employment agency, it is not easy to find a job here. After Feng Xue came to this world, this is already the fourth time he has come here, but the first three times did not get any results.
"Next!"
There was a lazy voice in the room, and Feng Xue walked into the room immediately. The small one-story house was also simple, with only a desk and a row of cabinets like medicinal cabinets in a Chinese medicine store. And a good-looking, but very slob-looking young woman.
"what you up to?"
The young woman pressed the end of the signature pen against her chin, and asked a short question. Although it was just five simple words, it contained many connotations.
When he came for the first time, Feng Xue could say whatever he wanted, and then he was kicked out. When he came for the second time, he said he wanted to be a gang member, and got a contemptuous smile. For the third time, he was fully prepared , conducted a survey of the surrounding professional ecology, and gave the answer of the porter, but the answer given by the other party was-"
You are not qualified."
God knows why the porter still has the qualification, if the body is not strong enough He had seen thirteen or fourteen-year-old child laborers moving bricks at the construction site in the west!
In fact, if it wasn't for some weaklings who got jobs here, he wondered if this front desk had any hidden terms like the employment agency in Hunter Full-time Hunter!
However, considering the imminent threat of death, Feng Xue took a deep breath before uttering the answer:
"Corpse collector."
As soon as the words came out, the lazy woman immediately raised her head, examined him for a moment, and then nodded and said:
" Are you sure?"
"Eh? That's enough?" Feng Xue asked in surprise, but the woman didn't intend to answer, but repeated:
"I'm asking you, are you sure?"
"Sure, I want to be the body collector." Feng Xue didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly nodded to confirm. The woman immediately got up and turned to the cabinet behind her, which was like a medicine cabinet in a traditional Chinese medicine store. She took out a palm-sized sign from a certain drawer and handed it to Feng Xue: "This is your
entry Please keep the voucher safe."