Zombie Apocalypse: Reborn With A Farming Space
Chapter 388: Selling Weapons ( 1 )
CHAPTER 388: SELLING WEAPONS ( 1 )
Ten minutes later, Wen Kai finally saw something good. He walked toward a stall, pointed at a set of hairdressing tools on display, and asked, "Comrade, how much for this set?"
When Lin Fei saw that someone was finally interested in his goods. So, he quickly put down the cold two-grain steamed bun in his hand and said, "Comrade, it’s selling for 50 points."
Hearing this, Wen Kai nodded and said, "I will transfer the points to you."
Seeing how straightforward he was, Lin Fei was delighted. He turned to Jian Ziqin, who was reading a book beside him, and said, "Ziqin, I’m going to the points machine. Watch our stall."
Jian Ziqin raised his head when he heard this. The moment Xiao Qi saw his face, he exclaimed in surprise, "Little brother, it’s you!"
Lin Fei was someone who didn’t pay much attention to people who had nothing to do with him. So, even though he had met the Phantom Team members before, he didn’t remember their faces.
After all, with so many people around at that time, how could he remember everyone? So, he looked at them for a moment before he asked, "You two know each other?"
Jian Ziqin nodded and said, "We met in the factory district. They saved my sister and me before."
Hearing this, Lin Fei thought for a moment before slapping his thigh and saying, "So, the ones who saved us that time were your team!"
After a moment of excitement, he added, "Since you like this, just take it. Brother, you don’t have to pay for it."
Holding the hairdressing set, Wen Kai scratched his head and replied, "Brother, how can I take advantage of you? I have points; I can pay for it."
Lin Fei waved his hand and replied, "Brothers, you are my benefactors. How can I accept my benefactors’ money? Just treat it as a thank-you gift from me."
Seeing how insistent he was, Wen Kai could only accept the gift. After a brief pause, he said, "My brother can create good weapons. How about we make one for you?"
The moment he said this, the surrounding people suddenly turned in their direction. Even though they noticed, they didn’t take it to heart. Not to mention that fighting in the base was prohibited, these people weren’t strong enough to do anything to them.
Before Lin Fei could refuse, Wen Kai squatted down. With his palm on the ground, he channeled his energy. In less than a minute, a lump of metal appeared on his palm.
Wen Mo then took the watermelon-sized metal lump from his brother and divided it into two parts. Holding the metal pieces, he channeled his energy into them.
In less than two seconds, the metal started changing shape. One minute later, two shortswords with scabbards appeared in his hands.
Looking at the shortswords, he said, "You might need to wrap some cloth around the handle or use wood later."
Since the metal created by Wen Kai had a low level of impurities, Wen Mo only needed to remove a small portion of it. This way, the amount of metal needed to create the shortswords was much less than using other metals.
He handed the shortswords to Lin Fei and Jian Ziqin while saying, "Try them and see if the weight and size are suitable."
While Lin Fei was hesitating, Jian Ziqin took one of the shortswords and unsheathed it. The moment he pulled the blade from the scabbard, it glistened under the sunlight.
Everyone sucked in a sharp breath at the sight.
Jian Ziqin made several attack movements to test the sword and said, "The weight and size are perfect."
As soon as he said this, Feng Yun took out a metal bat from his space and said, "Try cutting this with the sword."
When they heard this, everyone looked at him as if he were a fool. Just by looking at how thick the metal bat was, the thin blade should have chipped if it had collided with it.
A high-level zombie has a body as strong as, if not stronger than, metal. If the shortsword couldn’t even cut the metal bat, it would be useless against the zombies.
While everyone was full of doubts, Jian Ziqin nodded and swung the shortsword down without hesitation.
Clang!
The moment the sword collided with the metal bat, it cut through it as if it were butter. Seeing the bat sliced cleanly in half, everyone’s eyes widened in shock.
Jian Ziqin checked the blade and saw no damage at all. After a moment, a smile finally appeared on his face as he said, "This is a really good sword. Thank you, Brother."
After he said this, he rummaged through his backpack and took out a bag of seeds. He handed it to the Phantom Team members and said, "Brother, these are seeds I found outside. I don’t know if they can be planted, but you can give it a try."
Seeing the seeds, Feng Yun was not polite at all. He accepted the bag of seeds and stored it in his space. When the Captain and Sister-in-law returned, he would hand the seeds to them.
With Jian Ziqin testing the shortsword, everyone in the area now knew that there were two metal-type ability-users who could create good weapons.
Due to zombies’ sensitivity to sound, it was better to use cold weapons than hot weapons when fighting against them. Therefore, after they walked away from the stall, a group of people blocked their way before they had even walked 30 meters.
Staring at the group in front of them, Xiao Qi said, "Brother, the road is wide. We can each take a side. There is no need to block our way."
When the group heard his polite words, they exchanged meaningful glances. They had thought this group was hard to deal with, but looking at how they tried to avoid trouble, it seemed they weren’t as strong as they appeared.
Reaching this conclusion, the leader of the group said, "I heard your team can create good weapons. My team coincidentally needs some now. As long as you give us a weapon each, we will let you go."