Super Physical Science Master

Chapter 61 What Sand Sculpture Weapon Is This?
"So, little friend, what kind of weapon do you plan to forge? Do you have a blueprint?" Zhou Mu asked eagerly, rubbing his palms, eager to try.

With such a large pile of rare metals, it might not be possible to find so much in the entire Tiansha City.

How can a lot be called rare, and it is still in this era when metals are so scarce.

Now that Tianman took the initiative to forge it for them, it was simply the experimental material delivered to their door. Zhou Mu, who was an idiot, had eyes shining and salivated.

Tianman shook his head regretfully and said: "It's a pity that I don't have time to draw it yet. But I have a rough prototype in my mind."

Zhou Mu nodded to express understanding.

He walked to the box containing fine sand, and introduced: "If so, please express the shape in your mind, I can use this fine sand to form a three-dimensional shape, then you will check carefully, if there is any discrepancy, can be modified directly."

Tianman finally realized suddenly that the fine sand was used for this purpose!

Directly use air control to build [-]D models!
But in this case, he can control the fine sand in the air and form the shape he wants in his mind. He does not need Senior Zhou to do it. This can reduce the number of steps in transmitting information and make it more efficient.

"Senior Zhou, I'd better do it myself, it will be faster." Tianman said.

"you?"

Zhou Mu and Yingzi exclaimed.

Yukongshu is a combat skill that can only be mastered in high school!

This does not mean that Tianman is at the high school level! ?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Yingzi shook her head and shouted: "Yanxi, didn't you say that his mind armor is red?"

"Hmm... It's red, but he can really control the sky. I've seen it with my own eyes." Yanxi thought thoughtfully, recalling the scene when Tianma chased Hong Ye with his sword.

"How is it possible! Is he a monster!?" Yingzi trembled all over, but pretended to be calm.

Zhou Mu seemed to be very interested in this, and said, "Oh? There are such wonderful people? Come on, little friend, please start your performance."

Tianman: "You..."

Hey, hey, I'm still here!
Can you speak!
Alas... I feel so tired today...

Tianman walked to the front of the sandbox with heavy steps, grabbed a handful of fine sand, and twisted it a few times with his fingers.

Soft and delicate, uniform in size, clean and hygienic, very good.

Taking a deep breath, a soft thought seeped out from his fingertips, lingering in the gaps in the sand, and gradually formed a vague shape.

"He...he really succeeded!" Yingzi's face turned pale, she was so shocked that her breath was short of breath, and her face was rosy.

It's no wonder, after all, she is a genius of Tianlingzhi. Even so, she has just reached the middle stage of a soul boy. Now seeing that Tianman, whose IQ is zero, can use the fighting skills of a high school realm, I feel that the three views are exhausted. Destroyed, the world collapsed.

"Well, little friend is really a strange person. Not bad, not bad." Zhou Mu marveled at the side.

Seeing that Tianman can not only use four methods to solve the problem of chickens and rabbits in the same cage, but also use aerial combat skills, this is enough to show that he is talented and talented, and he can't help but love talents in his heart.

I thought secretly in my heart: "This son is talented and intelligent, and he will shine brightly in the future. If he can be used by my workshop, I will be very lucky, and Yingzi will be very lucky!"

Not long after, Tianman squeezed the sand into a sand sword with the same proportion as the Wulong sword, and then separated five parts from the sand sword.

Among them, four portions of sand were kneaded into four double-threaded drill bits with sharp ends, about 18 cm long and 3 cm in diameter at the thickest point. The whole resembles an elongated olive with a very beautiful streamlined shape.

The last part of the sand is kneaded into a multifunctional knife with serrations and sharp edges, which is convenient for barbecue and cutting meat in the wild.

"Senior Zhou, the material of this sword is currently only enough to make these few things. The shape is as shown in the sand sculpture weapon model. The rest is up to you."

Tianma is very satisfied with his masterpiece.

However, Zhou Mu seemed to disagree. He asked, "Little friend, why didn't you forge a new sword, but designed so many gadgets instead? What's the reason?"

"Yes, what kind of sand sculpture weapon is this? It doesn't look sharp at all!" Yingzi also asked.

Tianman gave Yingzi a blank look, ignored her, and asked Zhou Mu: "Senior Zhou, based on your experience, you must have killed the original beast with Yujian, right?"

"Nonsense, my grandfather Zhou is a strong man in the bachelor's realm, and he has experienced more animal hordes than you have eaten!" Yingzi answered first.

"Then what is the effect of Yujian killing the enemy?" Tianman continued to ignore Yingzi, and only looked at Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu pondered for a while, and replied: "This matter depends on the specific situation. If it is just a slash on the body, usually it can only cause blood and flesh wounds, while the original beast will still have fighting power. But if it is well controlled, each sword will hit directly. throat, then it can be killed with a sword. But in this way, it needs a strong mind to control, and the speed will be much slower..."

"What if?"

Tianman's tiger's body shook, causing the four sand-sculpted threaded drills above the sandbox to rotate, which immediately stirred up the surrounding air to flow and whirr.

"This..." Zhou Mu seemed to have thought of something, but then shook his head and said: "Although it is feasible to use a drill as a weapon, it is too small and can only drill a small hole, which is not as good as cutting with a sword. The wound is huge, but it’s still useless, useless.”

Tianman smiled lightly, did not refute, but urged: "No matter what, the old man will help me make them first, and we will see the result."

Zhou Mu glanced at the two wulong swords with a slightly regretful expression, and sighed: "Well, well, since it's yours, you can make it whatever you want. It's just... I don't know if you have cobalt and Titanium? These two are also rare metals, and I don't have much stock here..."

"I don't have one, just buy it from you, you don't need to use too much."

"Ah."

Zhou Mu didn't talk nonsense and nodded in agreement.

With a gesture of his hand, two exquisite stone boxes slowly floated out from the cabinet on the wall and landed on a stone table.

The contents of these two boxes should be cobalt and titanium, but the box was not marked, but Zhou Mu was able to take it out directly, presumably he already knew where these materials were placed.

He waved lightly again, and the two black dragon swords slowly floated above the stone table, standing in the air.

"Yingzi, take notes." He said with a focused expression without looking back.

Upon hearing this, Yingzi quickly went to the desk and took out a notebook, and went to the side to make experimental records.

The process of forging rare metal weapons is also a very precious learning experience for her.

"Everyone, be careful, I'm going to heat up the blade now and melt it."

Zhou Mu murmured, and the majestic power of thought poured out from his hands, lingering around the Wulong sword.

As if being heated by a microwave oven, the Wulong sword gradually turned red and brightened, and after a while, it melted into a ball of round liquid!
A red round liquid floated above the stone table, like a golden sun, emitting a fiery light.

A strong bachelor is indeed quite powerful.

It turned the power of thought directly into heat energy and melted the metal.

In this way, there is no need for high-temperature ovens, furnaces and other equipment, no wonder it is so empty here.

"About 2870 degrees Celsius. Write it down."

"Okay, Grandpa Zhou." Yingzi quickly wrote down the data.

"Then, next, I'm going to incorporate titanium and cobalt elements," Zhou Mu said.

(End of this chapter)