Chapter 141 Fighting is a man's friendship
"No, the technical content of this weapon is too high. Unless we disassemble and analyze the materials, or visit the entire forging process, we won't be able to tell anything from this."
We studied for a long time, but couldn't figure out any clues under the dim light, so we had to give up.
Gray leaned back in his chair dejectedly. This was the closest he had ever come to the cutting edge of cold weapon technology. However, due to technical barriers, he was unable to gain anything at all.
I looked at it for a while, then carefully reached out and touched the sword, feeling the cold texture of the sword.
Overall, the rainbow-like blade of this sword looks dazzling, and the fire contained in it almost burns to the table, making people so fascinated that they can't take their eyes away.
But compared with the extremely gorgeous sword body, the hilt and sword are too simple, as if the swordsmith has exhausted the high-grade materials on hand and can only use some dusty miscellaneous materials as an emergency. This kind of despair
The situation was obviously such a huge insult to the swordsmith that the old man didn't even leave any obvious casting marks.
Suddenly, I felt a blur in front of my eyes.
At first, I thought it was because I had stayed in a dimly lit place for too long, which caused eye fatigue. But when I looked elsewhere, I could even see the wrinkles on Gray's clothes clearly.
Finally, I confirmed something.
My entire field of vision was clear. Only when I caught a glimpse of the sword did my vision become blurry.
"This feels like an item attribute column?"
I made a preliminary judgment.
When I see the weapons displayed next to me, a void light curtain appears in front of me, and then words that only I can see are projected on it.
When I saw this weapon, what appeared in front of me was a faint void light screen, but no words appeared.
Is this weapon also produced by the colonist system? Or is the quantity of this weapon so good that the system recognizes it?
"Gray, where did your grandfather get this weapon?" I had to ask Gray. Sabara usually has the image of a bad old man, and his craftsmanship is mediocre. It doesn't seem like he can get such a good thing.
people.
Gray shook his head: "Grandpa only said that a friend left it here with him and asked me to keep it, and then ran off to drink."
It seems that there are no clues to be found here.
"Forget it, don't worry about it. You'd better take it back quickly. Since the research can't produce results, it's time to go home early."
But Gray disagreed: "Boss, let me take another look... I will definitely gain something!"
I had no choice but to persuade him earnestly: "It's already so late today. If you don't go back, what will happen if grandpa finds out? Then there will be another beating."
"Boss, do you think my grandfather is capable of discovering it?" Gray asked.
...What you said makes sense. There is a 50% chance that the guy is in the tavern and a 50% chance of sleeping. There is no chance of him being discovered at all.
"Okay, you're right. How about doing something else? Don't just watch. Using weapons is also a kind of research. Just take it outside and let's practice weapons." I suggested.
Gray's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Yes! We can test the practicality! Boss, do you know your fighting skills?"
Combat? This is a completely unfamiliar field. In my personal attributes, shooting level 8 and fighting level 4 are not very outstanding numbers. But the system has never been something that can be explained clearly using numerical values.
Previously, when shooting, there was a combat command to select an object, but it was only used for long-range attack actions, and there was no powerful combat function that could take care of everything.
"You'll see if you try it. Let's find a place to practice."
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With blind faith in the colonist system, I chose a wooden spear, and Gray and I walked out of the cave and came to the open space outside the cave.
The place near the hot spring is halfway up the mountain. In fact, there is no flat place that can be used for fighting. Only the open space at the entrance of the hot spring house is more suitable. The two of us stood there and distanced ourselves.
I saw Gray skillfully assuming a posture of holding a sword with both hands, holding the rainbow sword flat in front of him, his spine straightened, every muscle on his body was accumulating strength, and as his body slowly swayed, he was coordinating
User and weapon balance.
When I saw this, I knew that Gray was not just someone who knew how to use a big sword, but had rich combat experience with the sword.
If I foolishly went out and started a fight with him with a wooden gun, I would be blown up in just two hits!
"Gray, we are just sparring, don't get serious about it. Remember that you have a real sword in your hand, and I only have a wooden gun in my hand." I warned.
Gray looked at me solemnly, coordinated his breathing, and said, "Don't worry, I'm measured. By the way, boss, don't you need to make some preparations?"
Well, Gray is determined to win this competition. For newbies in this kind of actual combat, I decided to be more cautious. Too many fledgling martial artists have accidentally killed people or been beaten to death during competitions. The fundamental reason is because
If you have a competitive spirit and are unwilling to give up until you can decide the winner, then it will be an empty talk.
I adjusted the colonist system in the corner of my career and found the functions suitable for my use.
"System prompt: Colonists have been detected entering a combat environment. Since the attack has not yet occurred, the full combat system cannot be activated."
"In order to avoid accidental damage to friendly forces, the system activates friendly combat mode and cancels offensive commands."
"Please select the mode: avoid/ignore."
What the hell kind of friendly mode is this? Why are there only two options: running around and blowing up on the spot?
Why don't you just upgrade to the head-holding crouching defense style and the tiger floor style?
When I was at a loss what to do, Gray spoke instead: "Boss, you are standing like this loosely with a wandering expression on your face. On the surface, it looks like you have flaws, but in fact, it makes it impossible for you to start! Isn't that right?
Do you want to take advantage of the enemy's underestimation and magnify the opponent's weaknesses?"
...Gray, why didn't I realize that your transformation was so serious before? My brain power has been greatly improved by my deception!
"What did you say? The wind was too strong and I didn't hear clearly." I didn't know how to explain, so I simply changed the topic.
Unexpectedly, Gray continued to praise: "As expected of the boss! Even holding a weapon in his hand gives people a completely harmless feeling, making the opponent unable to even think about using force. Is this part of your plan?!"
That's enough, Gray! It's my fault. I shouldn't let you use your imagination to come up with weapon ideas every day. What you have now is no longer a brain hole, it's a black hole! Is there a hole above your neck?
I was too lazy to continue explaining to him, so I decided to place my hope in the miraculous effect of the colonist system. What if these two models could also turn decay into magic?
I don’t know what the system means by an attack. Is it a life-or-death crisis that can activate the combat system? But now I have only one choice. It’s better to run away than to explode on the spot.
Chapter completed!