The Heavens: Turn into a black-eyed zombie at the start

However, the people in Jiajia Building are all lucky.

"Has anyone been rescued?"

"Rescue!"

Ma Xiaoling pursed her lips, turned her head, and nodded to Kuang Tianyou and the two behind her.

Wang Zhenzhen, who had just been rescued, was paralyzed on Kuang Tianyou's body, with a look of happiness on her face.

Kuang Tianyou looked helpless.

Being a zombie for 60 years, and hiding in hiding for 60 years, Xiuxiu was always the only one in his heart.

It's a pity that Wang Zhenzhen is completely unable to resist such things as being handsome, upright, and capable, such as a hero saving a beauty.

"Xiaoling, I'll leave the rest to you. I'll go back to sleep first. I'm a bit full today."

"Your sword, thank you!"

"Ham, it's a small matter, we are neighbors."

Long Ao casually took the money sword handed over by Kuang Tianyou, and inserted it into the sword case on his back.

Don't care about whether things are useful or not, if someone else is willing to lend you their treasures, Kuang Tianyou is very grateful.

"Wait a minute, Aaron!"

"Well, you, can you lend me that money sword on your back!"

Ma Xiaoling, who had a rare and cheerful personality, was a little embarrassed to speak.

But for Long Ao's money sword, Ma Xiaoling is indeed a bit greedy.

When Long Ao fought the group of ghosts just now, it was obvious that he had no mana, but with the power of the money sword itself, many fierce ghosts were directly scattered.

What's more, seeing how Long Ao used the money sword as a machete, he didn't care much about this sword.

Sure enough, as Ma Xiaoling expected, Long Ao untied the sword box and threw it to Ma Xiaoling.

"The top of the sword box opens to reveal a money sword, and the two sides open to reveal talismans!"

"On the left is the corpse suppressing talisman, and on the right is the lightning talisman."

Ma Xiaoling opened the sword case and looked at the finely crafted money sword.

"Gold threads and silver bones, one hundred and eight Great Five Emperor coins that have been in circulation for many years, plus consecration by an expert, they are indeed good magic weapons!"

"Aaron, where did you get this money sword? This expert, can you introduce me, I want to get acquainted."

In fact, the magic tools and talismans in Ma Xiaoling's hands are not low in power, most of them are from the hands of He Yingqiu, who is also a Taoist priest with profound Taoism.

Unfortunately, many things require money and influence. In this era, many things cannot even be bought with money.

What's more, Yingqiu is now just a disabled retired Taoist priest, and he can't collect many materials.

"Interested? If you are interested, I will give it to you. This money sword was made by my guardian. He is not in this world now."

When Ma Xiaoling heard this, she thought that the person Long Ao mentioned was dead.

Who would have thought that what Long Ao said was a simple statement.

"No, this thing is too precious, I can't take it!"

Saying that, Ma Xiaoling handed back the sword box.

In the end, Long Ao didn't answer, turned his head, waved his hands, and walked into the building.

"I still have eight, I'll give this one to you, use it well, don't bury him! Just in time, I may ask you for something, this is a thank you gift in advance!"

Regarding the money sword, Long Ao and Uncle Jiu have the same attitude, that is, consumables, especially in the Republic of China era, it was too easy for the rich and powerful Long Ao to collect a lot of things.

Originally, among the things Long Ao brought back this time, it was more important to read the "Dadong Sutra" frequently, and everything else was prepared.

It's not too cost-effective to exchange a money sword for the favor of the heroine of the world.

Back in the room, Long Ao opened the system panel.

"The world anchor cannot be used (the river of fate is fluctuating)"

"Huh? Why can't the World Anchor be used? Luo Kaiping is dead, and Hungry Shura has failed. There should be no plot in the future. What's going on?"

Originally, Long Ao was full of joy because he destroyed the situation where Luo Kaiping became a hungry Shura in advance, and was able to unblock the world anchor in advance, but the result did not seem to be as Aaron expected.

"Could it be that Mama Ping doesn't have reincarnation? That's right, Luo Kaiping, who has lost the chance of reincarnation, will worship Mao Xiaofang as his teacher in the underworld. The current plot is indeed not over."

There is no way, the next thing is to wait, and the equipment that I customized has not arrived yet.

This wait is seven days.

Four days after Luo Kaiping's death, Long Ao's customized machete arrived.

Due to Long Ao's tight schedule, this knife is only made of relatively good steel that can be bought on the market.

The body of the knife is 1.5 meters long, the handle is 1.9 centimeters, and the total length is two meters one. Long Ao, who is [-] meters tall, holds this big knife with awe.

The blade is single-sided, the blade is straight, and the tip of the blade is a huge arc. The exaggerated shape is like a weapon in anime.

The huge big knife corresponds to a terrible weight. The finished knife weighs a full sixty catties including the handle. For ordinary people, let alone wielding it, such an outrageous center of gravity makes it difficult to pick it up.

But this is easy for Long Ao. On the day of the third day, Long Ao's strength soared, a mere sixty catties, which was not a problem to Long Ao at first, and it is not a problem now, as he waved it like a toothpick.

Although Long Ao didn't break through the third generation of zombies at this time, his strength was already extremely strong.

Two days ago, because he didn't have a clear understanding of his own strength, Long Ao secretly went to the scrap car treatment plant to try it out.

With Long Ao's current strength, an ordinary car can be thrown directly to a height of more than ten meters, and then it can be easily caught.

When a car of more than three tons fell from a distance of more than ten meters and could be easily caught, Long Ao estimated that his strength was more than ten tons.

It's okay for me, this is the strength of standing on the ground with both feet.

After that guy Kuang Tianyou transforms, he can carry hundreds of tons of large passenger planes in the sky and fly around in the sky. After being promoted to Red Eye, he can shoot a huge meteorite that explodes towards the earth with one arrow.

Thinking of this, Long Ao extinguished his complacency.

Chapter 54 New World? NO!Coming to the World of Nine Uncles

The back alley of Jiajia Building.

"Good stuff!"

The knifesmith looked at Aaron who was easily wielding the big knife, and his jaw almost dropped.

"Put your chin away, there are still orders to be answered!"

After finishing speaking, Long Ao threw the two wads of money over.

"I am very satisfied with the work of this knife, this is knife money!"

Looking at the 4 yuan in his hand, the swordsmith instantly shut his mouth.

Isn't it just that you can play a sixty-pound knife? As long as the money is in place, he can applaud you for playing six hundred catties.

Immediately afterwards, Long Ao threw two stacks of money over.

"Deposit, I use this knife very well, but the material is not good. You are in this business. Get me some good things, such as high-speed steel and spring steel. Let me use them and make another one."

As he said that, Long Ao weighed the weight of the knife in his hand.

"The blade is thicker, the handle is longer, and the weight is three hundred to five hundred catties for me!"

Hearing Long Ao's request, the swordsmith's jaw that had just closed fell down again.

"I can understand if someone uses a sixty-pound knife, but if it's three to five hundred pounds, is that thing made for people to use?"

Looking at the swordsmith's big head, Long Ao threw another wad of money over him with great doubts.

Then, he slashed on the ground beside the swordsmith, and the mere concrete floor could not stop the high-speed swing of the blade in Long Ao's hand.

In an instant, a deep crack was cut in the ground by a two-meter-long knife.

The splashed stones hit the knifemaker's face, and he dared not move because of the cold sweat on his back.

Just a moment ago, the long knife slashed across his side, and the cold blade made his hair stand on end. He thought he would be cut in half by the knife.

Long Ao went over and patted the stunned swordsmith on the shoulder.

"Smart people know what to do. Do things well. It's in your interest. Put them in your place when they're done. I'll find you later."

After speaking, Long Ao left with a long knife in his hand, leaving the knife maker alone in the back alley of Jiajia Building.

After Long Ao had left for a while, the swordsmith sat down slowly. A 1.8-meter-tall old man with muscles all over his body sat on the ground and began to cry.

He didn't want to experience the feeling of escaping death a second time in his life, if he hadn't just finished going to the toilet before coming here, he would have peed just now.

Enough crying and venting enough, the knifesmith put the money in his arms, and ran away quickly, as if there was a man-eating ghost in the alley behind him.

Six days after Luo Kaiping's death.

"Mr. Long, here is your customized bow and arrow!"

The owner of the sports equipment store personally delivered the goods to this big customer.

Long Ao ordered a total of three bows and arrows, one for [-] pounds, one for [-] pounds, and one with no upper limit. They can make as many pounds as they want.

After the day and night efforts of several masters and the temptation of high overtime pay, the three bows and arrows were delivered in only ten days.

Because of the rush of time, it is too late to make foreign custom-made bows, so there is no way to use carbon clips with better materials for these bows, so we can only use epoxy resin bows as the next best thing.

Bow limbs made of modern materials are not as bulky as in ancient times, but in order to withstand a force of [-] pounds, the aluminum alloy used for the body of the bow weighs more than [-] kilograms, which is not something that humans can use at all.

In order for the bowstring to be able to withstand such a large force, the boss directly stirred more than [-] strings with fast string material. The bowstring is thicker than chopsticks.

A thousand pounds is more than doubled directly. A bow weighs more than 30 kilograms, and the strings are 1.6 meters long when they are wound up. The bowstrings are as thick as a little finger.

As for the last bow, they have tried their best, and Xiang Jiang's master has also worked harder after receiving the task.

The final product was nothing short of a monster. The bow was 1.8 meters long, weighed [-] kilograms, and the bowstring was as thick as a thumb, weighing a total of [-] pounds.

When measuring the weight of these bows, no one dared to stand by the forklift directly on the bow.

Bow, Long Ao is very satisfied.

"By the way, where are my arrows!"

"Here, Mr. Long!"

Then the shopkeeper took out a big box from the box.

Open it and see that there are heavy arrows inside.

Because the arrowhead is made of stainless steel, it is too heavy. There is no way. There is also a steel nock on the back of the birch arrow shaft.

An ordinary arrow weighs only 26 grams, but this 1.5-meter-long arrow weighs an astonishing 200 grams.

"Mr. Long, your arrow is too heavy. In order to keep the arrow body balanced, we use a birch shaft, but if it hits something, the arrow shaft will explode if it can't support it. Your arrow is so beautiful. It can be used for one-time use!"

Hearing what the boss said, Long Ao smiled in his heart,

"I'm afraid of this? I have Uncle Nine. I have as many arrows as I want!"

"Hey, Mr. Long, these three bows plus these one hundred arrows, our masters and the masters in the factory worked overtime for several nights to get out, so this price!"

"Say, don't be so hesitant."

"One price, excluding the deposit, the final payment is 20 Hong Kong dollars. I don't know Mr. Long..."

It's not cheap, but it's not a problem for Long Ao.

Take the money from the cabinet, check out, sign, the store owner leaves, and it's over.

Looking at the boxes in front of him, Long Ao missed Uncle Jiu more and more. This thing is not consecrated or enchanted, so it is useless against ghosts and ghosts.

Seven days after Luo Kaiping's death!

"System prompt: Luo Kaiping has entered the underworld, and the fluctuations in the river of fate have calmed down."

"World Anchor (Uncle Nine World) is available!"

"It's done, haha!"

The moment the system prompted that the world anchor was normal, Long Ao jumped up from the sofa.

He picked up the big box in the living room and prepared to run away.

Inside the box were the fake rare treasures that Long Ao searched some time ago, plus three bows, a hundred arrows, a machete and a gift for Uncle Jiu.