Got a good weapon, naturally, the Uchiha uranium swung with strength, it was not heavy, it was not difficult to wield, the cold light was fluttering, with an amazing sharpness, cutting through the air, and I could vaguely hear the strange sound of air flowing through the blade, although it was a living organism, it was not easy to reach the current level.

"Hey, good thing, oh yes, there are some small ones that can be used to make daggers, and once there is a battle in the future, fly the dagger directly."

Uchiha suddenly thought that he still had a lot of small limbs on his body, and if he didn't use it, wouldn't it be a waste?

With the previous experience in making and making, after half an hour, he sorted out sixteen short daggers less than twenty centimeters long, without blocking hands, and the specific appearance was a miniature version of the long knife.

It's just that the appearance has changed slightly, not one side of the blade, but both sides are slightly thinner, no way, the word blade itself is a steel tool, but the biological limbs in his hand, the two are not applicable, but slightly sharpened, thinned.

After a little bit of play, Uchiha uranium put away these weapons, and then took out a thick, hollow limb, which was a bit bulky and not suitable for weapons, but in Uchiha uranium's opinion, this thing could just be used as a scabbard.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, what do you think of this knife cutting off your hand?

And those daggers used to throw also need a carryable, hanging object, preferably on the waist, so that it can be thrown in time to avoid missing the opportunity.

There are more and more ideas for the application of weapons in his mind, whether it is scabbards, daggers, belts, or more blood grooves, prismatic thorns, and spike armor popping up one after another, as if he picked up a spider and suddenly opened his cold weapon technology tree.

However, with this thought, Uchiha suddenly thought that he should give the weapon a name, the steel leg knife that he casually called or something, he was forced to fall as soon as he heard it, and the name was too long.

You know, this knife may be the only thing that he will be considered powerful for a certain period of time in the future, and the thousand-year-old steel-legged spider is rare, and there is only one in the same area. If you encounter other soul beasts, it will be difficult to have the strength of this knife now.

What's more, it was the first weapon and very monumental.

"Hmm..... Knife? Why don't you call it Kusanagi Sword? Hey, no, no, it's a foreign knife, so... Longquan? No, it's a sword. ”

After hesitating for a moment, Uchiha Uranium still didn't decide to call this, after all, there are too many swords with this name to count, and it is better to think of a domineering one yourself.

What is the most famous knife in history?

Uchiha frowned, he didn't really delve into history, he just felt a mess in his mind at the moment, there were too many famous swords, and the swords were obviously pitiful, even the evaluation.

The most famous sword in ancient times should be Xuanyuan, so the knife .....

"Oh yes! Ming Hung Knife! Brother of Xuanyuan Sword! I remember a knife that seemed to be condensed from the raw materials flowing to the bottom of the furnace on their own. ”

Uchiha slapped his head, and suddenly recalled the sister knife he thought of, although he didn't have any military records, but his background was the same as Xuanyuan.

He still remembers that this is what he saw when he was in class, an ancient text, to the effect that in ancient times, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor cast a sword, and there were still leftover raw materials, due to the high temperature, or the liquid casting raw materials spontaneously flowed to the bottom of the furnace, and after cooling, they formed a knife shape.

Then the Yellow Emperor felt that the knife intent of this knife was too strong, and he could easily control the people who used it, so he was a little afraid that this knife would bring disaster to the world, and wanted to destroy it with the Xuanyuan Sword, but he didn't expect the knife to turn into a red lark in his hand, turn into a red and disappear into the clouds, and escape.

Do you want to call it this? The name of the knife is a bit big.

"Forget it, it's called Minghong Knife, it just so happens to be the first knife in history, and now, it is also my first knife, which is completely plausible."

Uchiha Uranium looked at the silver-gray killing weapon in his hand, and was a little satisfied to take this name with profound meaning, the name is nothing more than that, it doesn't matter if any life can suppress this kind of ethereal thing, he is in the Douluo Continent, is it true that the Ming Hong Knife can still kill him?

And it's not a matter of whether this knife exists or not.

Two hours later, it was dark.

Uchiha uranium also put away the beaten scabbard, in an afternoon, he also got a scabbard and half a belt, the scabbard is fine, just knock a shape, but it is very uncomfortable to store the belt of the dagger, and there must be a shell for storing the dagger, and it must be able to be connected together, compact, and easy to make this thing more complicated, he is not a blacksmith, he can't do this kind of thing.

So he dragged it until dark, and he was hungry and had a sore back.

But fortunately, he explored the surroundings when he was tired of knocking before, and got a bunch of steel-legged spider silk, which has excellent toughness, and the knife has to use a little force to break a little fiber on it, if you really want to cut it, then at least three or five cuts are necessary.

After finding this thing at that time, he also had the idea of making a belt, making a shell, and then using spider silk to link it, just use it as a rope, directly wrap it in three strands, and then tie a knot to fix it firmly.

Leaning against the tree, the bonfire burned, illuminating the face of a young man.

The forest is different from human society, there is no one here, and naturally he does not have to dress and tidy up, his cloak is exuding, like a wild man.

The long silver hair is no longer as soft and smooth as it once was, and the frequent carnivorous and less vegetarian food over the years has made his hair dry and rough, and the ends are even divided into many forks, knotted and twisted, if this situation appears in women, it must definitely drive them crazy.

But he didn't care, and even when he washed his face and brushed his teeth, he just obeyed the habits of his previous life and didn't let himself be too sloppy.

Most of the upper and lower parts of the body are naked, and the upper body is even more fur, wrapped in it, and it is over, not ashamed at all, and not afraid of others to see.

He's a savage now.

In a few decades, I am afraid that it can only be seen from the appearance of a person.

He once believed in the words of a knight in light clothes, a handsome young man, a hermit in the woods, etc., until he found out that life was not something that could be spent in fantasy, the clothes were torn, there were no stitches, the trousers were stained with mud, and they had been washed for several years, and they had long been washed white. The time that has passed for three years has long since worn out his youthful and frivolous fantasies.

"Alas, now it's a bit of a thought to improve the soul power and increase the soul ring, I really don't know when I will be able to really control this passive nuclear radiation, my own ability, but I can't control it, what is this."

After a moment, Uchiha sighed faintly.

Then, there was no sound, he wiped the Ming Hong knife silently, poured some water on the spirit grass before going to bed, and then lay directly on the blanket and fell asleep directly.

"Hopefully tomorrow will be a little better."

Before going to bed, the thought flashed through Uchiha Uranium's mind, and the next moment, he sneered and closed his eyes.

I don't know if he laughed at his own idea, or laughed at himself as a waste who couldn't even control his abilities.

In the middle of the night, there was a slight noise all around.

The blood-red flowers that were placed aside, I don't know when they have come out of the bud state, the petals are wide open, the stamens exude a faint fragrance, and the roots are rooted in the soil, quietly blooming their own beauty.

Not long after, the corpse of a soul beast with lean skin and dried flesh fell into the grass.