"Is Old Man Yue dead? Come out quickly if you are not dead."

Wang Ying carried two red turkeys to Old Man Yue’s iron shop.

"Didn't you say you won't come in the future?"

"Why did you come to honor me today and I can't refuse good things, but I can't learn from my Yue Family Gun."

Soon, the old man Yue, dressed in darkness, walked out and saw the big bag on Wang Ying's back at first sight. He knew that he would be happy again today.

"Who wants to learn your marksmanship is something you don't care about. You teach me in vain. I don't want to learn it yet."

"I won't say much nonsense. Today I want to find you to shoot a full iron spear. The wooden spear on my side broke today."

Wang Ying was familiar with the iron shop of Old Man Yue. Originally, the ancient traditional industry of ironwork should have been eliminated, but before the end of the world, this Old Man Yue relied on selling some swords and other online, and it was said that it was quite profitable. After this end of the world, more people came to him to make weapons. Now there are people who come to learn ironwork from him. Several young people were waving iron hammers and knocking the sword embryo.

"Yes, boy, I haven't seen each other for a day. You can actually break the spear made by Huatiemu. Look at the big bag and small bag you carry today, it seems that you have gained a lot."

Old man Yue's face was rosy, and his hair, which had been all white, began to appear with black hair. In this end of the world, he could eat evolutionary beast meat in the wild every day, and there were signs of rejuvenation.

At this time, he looked at Wang Ying carefully with interest, and seemed to think that Wang Ying was a little different.

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm going to have to hurry up to this spear. Can you give it to me tomorrow morning?"

Wang Ying looked carefully at the iron shop and saw some finished swords, sticks, etc., but Wang Ying knew that this old man Yue would never put out the good things directly.

"There is no problem for you now. Come with me and let you see our real Yue Family Gun."

Old Man Yue took the lead in walking behind the iron shop. Old Man Yue's iron shop is a single-family type. There is an iron shop in front and several rooms behind. There is a small yard surrounded by wooden boards in the middle, filled with iron materials he bought.

From this we can see that he, a blacksmith, lived many times better in the end of the world than Wang Ying. There were many people who asked Old Man Yue to do business. Wang Ying even saw all the axes with the words "Axe Gang" printed on them, and had business dealings with gangs in the shantytowns.

When he arrived at Old Man Yue's backyard, Old Man Yue walked out with difficulty carrying a long box. The box was covered with dust, and some paint had even fallen off, which looked a little mottled and seemed a little old.

"This spot of light is a spear passed down from our Yue family. It is seven feet and seven inches long and weighs ninety-one pounds. It is said to be a spear used by our Yue family's ancestor Yue Fei. Of course, as for whether it is true, I don't even know."

"But I think most people can use this weight of 81 pounds as weapons, not to mention that they are used as weapons, and it is difficult for them to carry them onto the battlefield. Without the power of hundreds of pounds, they can't use such weapons at all."

"So I guess that even if this weapon was not used by my ancestor of Yue's family, it was probably used by a famous general."

"Originally, I wouldn't have passed it to you, but now the times have changed. It's in my hands. It's also a day when the pearls are covered with dust and no light shines. It may be different in your hands."

Old Man Yue skillfully opened the box, and there was a yellow silk cloth wrapped in a spear about 2 meters. The spear was dark all over, and only the part of the spear head was flashing with a slight cold light. Obviously, Old Man Yue also wiped it frequently.

At this time, he was as reluctant as he touched his lover, but later he decided to hand over the spear to Wang Ying.

When Wang Ying saw this spear, his eyes lit up, and he was also slightly surprised. In ancient times, there were actually people who could wield these 81 pounds of weapons, and this power was absolutely amazing.

Wang Ying held the spear with his right hand and easily held it in his hand. He weighed it slightly, but it was very handy. It felt heavy and not like the feeling when holding a wooden spear. It felt light and fluttering like holding a reed pole, and he couldn't exert his power at all.

"It seems that it is really suitable for you. Take it away, so I will save my regret."

Old Man Yue looked at Wang Ying's relaxed look and smiled. He could see that Wang Ying was much stronger now and would definitely make great progress. It is very suitable to use this light spear.

"Old man Yue, you know mine, you never take other people's things in vain. I have two red turkeys to buy your spear."

Wang Ying waved the spear in the yard very much, but since Old Man Yue had already said that this was a ancestral object, Wang Ying could not just take it away.

"In theory, two red turkeys are enough to build a good gun, but this is my ancestor. If anyone else gives you more things, don't sell them, as for you, don't let them dust in the future."

Old Man Yue, who had always been reluctant to let go of good things when he saw them, made Wang Ying look at him with admiration this time. He actually pushed Wang Ying and walked out, without any intention of collecting Wang Ying's things.

"This won't work. You must accept these two red turkeys, otherwise I won't want this little gun."

Wang Ying threw two red turkeys directly into Old Man Yue's yard. I wanted this gun, but you also wanted to collect the things.

"Okay, okay, you don't take advantage of it. You're such a stupid boy."

When Old Man Yue saw Wang Ying's posture, he smiled and accepted Wang Ying's things.

"I'm leaving, I have something to prepare early tomorrow."

After getting what he wanted, Wang Ying had no intention of staying there.

"Get out of here, I don't have your supper."

Old man Yue smiled and scolded Wang Ying out. Seeing Wang Ying waving the light gun in his hand very relaxedly, he also showed a playful smile on his face: "It seems that this kid has something to do. He has only been missing for a day and has such a huge power."

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Wang Ying returned to his nest and couldn't put down the light spear in his hand along the way. From time to time, he had to wave it a few more times as if a child had obtained a new toy.

"It would be even better if I could be heavier. My strength will continue to increase, and it should soon appear too light."

"I don't know what the weapons used by those first-class warriors are like. Their power is tens of thousands of kilograms, and even a few hundred kilograms of weapons will look very light."

"The scimitar in Lei Zheng's hand should not be very heavy at first glance. Could it be that they don't have such problems?"

"No matter what, I'll take a break and practice early. I'll participate in the club assessment tomorrow morning. I hope everything goes well."
Chapter completed!