"No, you came just in time."

After listening to Luo Zeyue's words that were worth complaining about, Langren entered the study and sat down at the position indicated by her.

"This is a craftsman from our family, named Xing Junhao."

artisan?

Langren looked at the young man across from him who seemed to be a few years older than him. The most conspicuous thing about him was his wavy blond hair that was tilted back. Langren was thinking that it took several bottles of fermentation to get the shape.

The second thing is the other party's neat and "splendid" clothes. If it weren't for that hairstyle, I'm afraid it would be the weird decorations that caught Langren's eyes the most.

There are three silver-gray chains hanging horizontally from the collar to the chest. The left shoulder of the clothes with strange colors is covered with a ram's head, with thick and coiled horns. The symmetrical right shoulder is an elephant head, and a pair of ear ears correspond to the horns. The whole thing looks like a pair.

Pauldrons.

There were many strange decorations from the chest down, which really dazzled Langren and he stopped looking at him.

It was simply more love-burial than any love-burial family he had ever seen before.

No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with craftsmen, right?

"Do you want a knife weapon? The eldest lady said that you want to make a knife weapon, but I need more details about the conditions of the knife. You are just here, which means I need to know what your requirements for this knife are."

Xing Junhao stretched out his two palms with the sword in front of his body while speaking, and then expanded the gap between the two palms until it was almost one meter long.

This is metaphorical length.

"Request? What can I ask for? I have never used a real sword. It would be nice to have it."

Langren waved his hand and said casually.

There is a saying that when Langren came to this world, he only used a real sword three times in total, killing three people. The last time he used his own sword, strictly speaking, he only used it twice.

Both times, the sword was not my own. As a descendant of the "Sword Master", this is so embarrassing.

However, this sword master is more accurately said to be a weapons master than a "sword" master.

Because what you teach is all about sword skills!

"No conditions? Then what should I do? What should I do if it is too short? What should I do if it is too long? If it is too heavy, it will be tiring. If it is too light, it will be weak. How wide should the blade be? How thick should the material be? These are all

It’s the data necessary to make weapons.”

"Let's do this, you can take him to your studio for surgery." Luo Zeyue held her forehead and said. She knew Xing Junhao's style of doing things. He never made equipment casually.

But correspondingly, the things he makes are indeed really good things as he demands precision.

"Okay, I can't explain it here. I would rather do this in my studio, so I won't disturb you."

Xing Junhao nodded, stood up and asked Langren to leave with him.

Since the eldest lady said so, Langren had no choice but to comply.

"Excuse me, how is this knife made? Is it made by cutting off a piece of alloy plate or...?"

Langren followed Xing Junhao and asked curiously.

Xing Junhao raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at Langren: "This is within the range of materials used, and you have to choose it yourself."

"I also choose the materials myself? But I don't understand this aspect, how can I choose?"

"It's simple, just tell me the features you require."

"Characteristics? You mean, I tell you the specific way I use a knife, and you make a unique weapon that is completely in line with me based on my personal habits?"

Why did this idiot suddenly become enlightened?

Xing Junhao was a little surprised and couldn't help but nodded.

"Why do you understand now?"

"Well, I used to use my brain too much and gave up thinking for a while. Now that I have rested, I understand."

Langren said casually.

Not long after, Langren followed this strangely dressed man, who he thought was Xing Junhao who cosplayed a certain JOJO character, into an underground building.

Arriving at a large room, Langren was arranged to walk to the table in the middle.

"Take this handle and put on these glasses. After starting, I will remind you what to do next."

Langren took the two accessories that the other party threw over at random: a flashlight with a pulley button, and a pair of swimming goggles?

According to what Xing Junhao said, Langren put on his glasses first, and then he felt his eye sockets being shaken, and pictures began to appear in his field of vision.

Although the scene was almost real, Langren still knew that it was just a virtual scene. He looked at the flashlight in his hand and saw that it was a knife handle with his thumb pressed on the pulley.

"Ahem, feel the handle of the knife in your hand, and use the dial on it to adjust the weight and length of the display."

First, slowly adjust the length of the blade. Watching the light beam slowly reach about 90 centimeters, I wave it casually and feel quite satisfied. Then I start to adjust the weight.

"This weight is just a simulated weight, so the actual center of gravity will be a little closer to the blade. You try to adjust it to the degree you imagine."

"Okay, what next?"

Langren tried the feel again, it was a little bit off, but it was the closest to that feeling.

"Then do what you most want to do with the knife and pick the model yourself."

What do you want to do most?

Langren looked at the selection column below and picked out the dummy.

ten minutes later......

Xing Junhao wiped his forehead, but there was no sweat, and he was a little nervous.

If he hadn't heard that the other person was normal when he asked Langren, he would have thought that the other person was possessed.

After Langren selected the dummy, he started to test the knife, and the first thing was to kill him from behind.

He covered the mouth and nose of the dummy with one hand from behind, then turned his head to open its neck wide. He raised the long knife in his hand and inserted it halfway into the direction of the main artery in the neck. Moyo had already penetrated the heart in the chest cavity.

"It's a bit longer." Langren said at the time, then readjusted the length and repeated the assassination action.

After shortening it by five centimeters, Langren no longer feels awkward this time.

Then there is the frontal killing.

Ninshasa has been systematically integrated into Ashina Ryū·Liu Shui. It is a mind-attacking method: using cruel methods to frighten the surrounding enemies.

This effect can be stacked.

Langren stabbed the dummy's neck with a precise knife from the front, and then cut it out horizontally, cutting off half of it.

Ten minutes were not long, and after Langren hurriedly tried several times to endure the killing, he was stopped by Xing Junhao.

"Tap, stop, stop, you're still addicted, right? Are you going to kill the dummy like a pig? Next step!"

"Oh, sorry."

Then Langren still picked out the dummy.

"???"

Xing Junhao, who was about to speak, saw Langren choose an ordinary gun, put it into the hands of the dummy, and said to it,

"Come on, take revenge for your last one."

After saying that, he walked five steps away and raised his knife to block.

This kind of gun is actually an obsolete ordnance. Because of the upgraded metal materials of current firearms and the blessing of certain superpowers, it is more powerful than this kind of firearm that cannot be blessed. The bullets fly faster and the ballistic trajectory is faster.

More stable.

But blocking bullets is not something that an ordinary person can do. You should at least be C-level and try it again.

"Oh, forget it, why can't you live with money?"

Xing Junhao would think about how the other party felt more and more fluent when he killed the dummy, so he was too lazy to speak and let him go.
Chapter completed!