super item

Chapter 459
Speaking of this kitchen knife, Han Qiu's only feeling is: big head!

Hey, refining this thing a few times, and then refrigerating it, this kind of crap, I guess it won't be of much use, or it should be left to fend for itself, and thrown into the garbage dump of history.

Hey, this broken thing really made me suffer a lot, especially the current strength of the voltage... Even my strong body can still hold it up. If it were an ordinary person, I guess it would It's charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

All in all, since I got this super bag that can get items from the game, my brother has gained a lot of benefits, but the effort and price paid are also bloody...

Four hours later, this damned kitchen knife was finally refined successfully; when the alchemy furnace stopped, Han Qiu finally let out a long sigh of relief: The cake buyer is finally liberated!

"Refining items...mutated extreme kitchen knife (nerve knife)...success...

Nervous Knife...weapon.Level LV3, weight LV3, requires the user's intelligence level to be above LV3... After using it, it can control people's thoughts, but this knife is extremely unstable and may be backlashed..."

I wipe!What kind of crap is this!When Han Qiu heard the function introduction of this nerve knife, Han Qiu wanted to slam into the tofu.

The attribute requirements for users are still as high as ever, which is very depressing; but what is even more depressing is that high effort also gets a corresponding high return, look at this attribute, control people's thoughts.It sounds good, but if you think about it carefully, it seems to be similar to the function of psychedelic drugs.It's such a simple and random thing to do some psychedelic drugs, but in order to refine this nerve knife, although I dare not say that I went up and down mountains of fire and mountains, but the revolutionary spirit of bearing hardships and standing hard work, hard work and plain living is definitely greatly appreciated Carried forward a hand.

The term "nerve knife" often appears in football and basketball. It refers to those players whose performance is extremely unstable. , then how to vote and why not, it is purely like a rookie.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, this kitchen knife lives up to its name, possessing such dumbfounding features.The practicality of this kitchen knife is really unflattering...

Han Qiu shook his head fiercely, feeling desolate in his heart.

After continuous fighting and scored twice, Han Qiu was exhausted.Hey, this feeling is more tiring than "that"... Never mind, let's go to sleep...

After waking up, Han Qiu went out of the bedroom as usual, prepared to eat, and then went out to the company to do foreign work, and deal with that stick-eating comrade reporter; When they met, they suddenly saw a hint of surprise in Zhong Yiyi's eyes.

"What's the matter? Why are you staring at me so closely? It's like meeting you for the first time." Han Qiu shook his head inexplicably, feeling that Zhong Yiyi's behavior was a bit abnormal.

"You...you..." Zhong Yiyi faltered at Han Qiu for a long time, and finally said: "Your eyes are a bit strange."

Look strange?Brother's eyes have always been like this, amiable, what's so strange?Han Qiu shook his head suspiciously.

Is this girl still thinking about the delicious food that brother personally cooked last night?Are you looking for trouble on purpose now?Hey, sorry, forget about that meal.

At this time, Murong Wei came out of the kitchen with the freshly prepared breakfast as usual, and she glanced at Han Qiu as usual, but she was suddenly stunned, and the plate in her hand almost lost her grip and fell to the ground .

"Your eyes are so strange!"

Han Qiu wiped the fine sweat from his forehead: "Isn't it? Is it really so strange?"
"Don't stare at me, it makes people feel nervous." Zhong Yiyi turned away, not daring to look directly into Han Qiu's eyes, and at the same time handed over a mirror: "See for yourself, how weird your eyes are. "

Halo, no way, there is evidence...

Han Qiu glanced at his reflection in the mirror, and was stunned for a moment: The eyes are indeed sharp enough!Like a sharp knife out of its sheath, it shone with a chilling edge.

Different from the energy brought by taking the small blue pill before, this time the state can only be described as "sharp". The most important thing is that from such eyes, one can faintly see a kind of Extreme subjectivity and desire to control.

It seems that everyone, the whole world, should be under control!

When did brother become so aggressive?Han Qiu shook his head helplessly, and then a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought: Could this be the reason for the nerve knife?
"Neural Knife... can control people's thoughts..." That's right, that's the function!But the problem is that the neuroknife is now in the bag, and it hasn't been used yet.

Could it be that this thing is so evil that you don’t need to carry it in your hand, but just put it in your bag to increase its attributes?If that's the case, it's quite powerful.

But having said that, for an item refined from a third-level alchemy furnace through hardships, and it is the product of an extreme kitchen knife mutation that scored twice, its attributes are still so unstable... If there is nothing special about it, It's really embarrassing to come out and meet people.

"And your hair is so messy, it looks like a dog's paw has been scratched!" Zhong Yiyi turned his head again at this time, looked at Han Qiu's slightly messy hairstyle, shook his head, and sighed heavily , and then stretched out his hand to tidy him up.

Han Qiu was stunned for a moment: what made him dazed was not the bristling hair caused by the two electric shocks last night, but Zhong Yiyi's words "like a dog planing" and the following The action of planing...

"Well, you are so wise, you were indeed just scratched by a dog's paw..." Han Qiu nodded and said solemnly.

Hey, after working against Zhong Yiyi for so many years, there must be a time for a compromise.Today, my brother followed her, fully affirmed and firmly supported her opinions.

With a "poof", Murong Wei on the side couldn't help it, and laughed all of a sudden, and then felt something was wrong, trying desperately to restrain herself, with an extremely rich expression on her face.

Zhong Yi was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted...

"Big idiot, big idiot, nonsense big idiot, you are the dog's paw!"

Zhong Yiyi pursed his mouth, with an extremely unbalanced posture, and stretched out his hand angrily, wanting to beat the big idiot hard, but as soon as he stretched out his little paw, he realized that if he really grabbed it, it would be a complete blow. The title of "dog's paw" has been fully implemented.

She froze for a moment, with extreme conflict in her heart, she finally took back those small claws.

So depressing!

"Hmph, big idiot, you will definitely have retribution!" Zhong Yiyi sat down on the sofa depressedly, pouted his little mouth vigorously, and muttered softly...

At this time, she did not expect that her words were like a prophecy, which would be fulfilled so quickly.

Han Qiu went to work after breakfast, and soon after arriving at the company, he was surrounded by a lot of claws.

"Mr. Han, we made an appointment yesterday, and we are going to have an exclusive interview today."

"Mr. Han, please give me 5 minutes to do a brief interview with you."

"Mr. Han, please say a few words to the viewers in front of the TV and wish you a happy new year..."

Han Qiu was originally a lively person, and he usually liked to join in crowded places.But in the face of these enthusiastic media reporters, he felt that his character was really introverted...

I reluctantly dealt with a lot of boring questions related to piano tuning or irrelevant to these reporters, and after giving a general introduction to this trip to Europe, the reporters' various mentally handicapped problems , and began to emerge in endlessly.

Questions such as "In the face of the global financial crisis, where do you think Chinese enterprises will go?", "How many years do you think it will take for China to become a strong country in musical instruments and music?" etc., etc., seem very powerful. But in fact, it has nothing to do with Han Qiu himself.

Brother, if you can formulate national policies or industry regulations, then you can ask these macro questions, and it will still be useful. Now, isn’t it just a lot of slogans with Chinese characteristics?

Do you want me to shout something like "Take the road of musical instrument power with Chinese characteristics", "China's industry is in a stage of rapid development, and in a few years, it will surpass Britain and catch up with the United States!", "Please Everyone spend more, stimulate domestic demand, buy more counterfeit and shoddy products to go home, break a few when there is nothing to do, and then continue to buy, so that GDP can be boosted"...

Han Qiu really felt that he was defeated by these reporters.If it continues like this, I will become an expert one day, and then board CCAV to participate in interviews and talk about "Our economic development is at the forefront of the world!"

"Friends from the press, please be quiet for a moment. Let me see, can we stop here for today's interview, and we can find time later?" Lao Huang, who was coordinating at the side, became a little impatient when he saw Mr. Han. The reporters were still relentlessly digging for information, and hurried out to help Mr. Han: "Mr. Han has been too busy recently, and he doesn't have a good rest. Everyone can understand by looking at Mr. Han's eyes."

Everyone saw that Han Qiu's eyes were like dead wooden fish, without any energy.Halo, why did you just focus on taking pictures and asking questions before, but forgot to observe?

Damn, no way!If this is the case, wouldn't the effect of the interview broadcast on TV be very bad?

All the reporters mourned in their hearts: Today is a waste of time, shit!

In an instant, everyone scattered like birds and beasts... When they returned to the stage, they reported their work very depressedly, and then made a painful self-criticism in front of the leader.

"I must buy a tuning piano for my daughter!" The leader suddenly said softly, his tone extremely firm.

(End of this chapter)