Opening Yannis's lounge, Xiao Ye entered, and then closed the door.

The room is very small, only about 20 square meters in total. A bed, a table and a chair are all the furnishings.

Wrong......

Xiao Ye's gaze slammed into the pillow at the head of the bed.

This pillow is 50 centimeters long and 20 centimeters high, the whole body is silvery-white, and the texture is made of metal at a glance, and there is nothing particularly different from ordinary military pillows.

However, when Xiao Ye saw this pillow at first glance, he could immediately judge from the coldness and coolness of this pillow that the material must be cold silver.

"Use cold silver as a pillow, this captain is extravagant enough!"

Xiao Ye jumped onto the bed, and then picked up the pillow. At this moment, no one wants to take the pillow away from him.

Cold silver is used as a pillow, which has the effect of calming the mind and nourishing the brain, but this use is definitely a tyrannical thing. Because, cold silver is also the material for refining the Nine Rank Flying Sword.

Such a pillow was enough for him to refine a nine-rank flying sword.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Ye still opened the door with a pillow.

"Why did it come out again?" Seeing Xiao Ye come out, Yaniston felt strange, and after seeing the pillow in his hand, he couldn't help but smile: "It can't be that the pillow is different from ordinary military pillows, and you can't get used to sleeping, right?" Tell you, this is my baby, and you will be refreshed in your sleep. ”

"Sir, this pillow ...... Can you give it to me? Xiao Ye spoke.

"For you?" Yannis was stunned, and then his face was full of reluctance.

If it is interesting, Xiao Ye should say no, and then take the initiative to change the topic. But he was not interested, and remained staring at Yannis.

If Yannis really didn't give it, he didn't mind changing his words to borrowing, then cutting and refining it into a flying sword, and then lying that the pillow was destroyed.

"Forget it, I have two anyway, so it's okay to send one to you!" Seeing Xiao Ye's insistence, Yannis glared at him for a while, and then reluctantly defeated.

"Two?" Xiao Ye's pupils brightened a little in an instant.

"What?" Yannis was taken aback by Xiao Ye's greedy look: "Don't forget that I am the captain of the ship, your highest commander, these two pillows have been with me for decades, and they already have feelings." If I can give you one, you should be content. ”

"That...... Where did you get the ingredients for this pillow, sir? Xiao Ye hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up the temptation of flying two swords together, and instead asked about the origin of the raw materials.

The higher the realm, the stronger the reaction ability, and can even slowly reach the level of dual-purpose, single-minded and multi-purpose, and even multi-purpose. With his current strength at level 16, he is still a step away from being perfect for dual use. You don't have to have two flying swords.

If you have raw materials, you can get a few flying swords when you reach what level you reach, which is more convenient and applicable. Of course, the premise is that he can't find a better material for the flying sword.

"The material of the pillow? It's a long story, I remember it was thirty or forty years ago. Seeing that Xiao Ye no longer insisted on two pillows, Yannis breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "That year, our fleet was scattered, and the reconnaissance ship I was on was pursued by a fleet of Ulu people, hiding all the way to Tibet, and finally escaped to an asteroid, the material of this pillow was found there, everywhere, I felt very comfortable to sleep, so I asked the mecha warrior to help me get a piece of the battleship, and later made it into a pillow." ”

"And the location of this asteroid, do you remember it, sir?" Xiao Ye asked.

"That's hard to say......" Yannis played with a spear, looking like he knew but didn't know, and Xiao Ye wanted to blow his head off with a punch.

Helplessly, Xiao Ye had no choice but to give up, he understood that Yannis purely wanted to increase his chances of staying in the army and being trained by him.

Now that he had made up his mind to save Arlenny and leave, he would never change his mind. If he was really told by Yannis and Rem, he couldn't leave the battlefield for a while and couldn't leave, Yannis would naturally say it.

After returning to the room and closing the door, Xiao Ye calculated for a while and decided to fight, if everything went well, the chance of refining the flying sword in more than five hours was not low.

The flying sword can be integrated with the body, and no high-tech instrument can detect it, only spiritual power can sense it. It can also be turned into a shape at will, with Xiao Ye's current strength, the control distance is about five meters. In other words, it is possible to control the flying sword to appear anywhere within five meters.

This distance is enough to appear directly outside the mecha.

In other words, if the flying sword is successfully refined, he will have a good means of attack. Especially in special situations, such as entering and exiting important places, the mecha cannot be used, the mecha is seriously destroyed, and the enemy mecha is in close combat...... At this time, the flying sword will play a vital role.

It's almost the same as having an energy pistol hidden on your body, and this energy pistol can be hidden in the body from being detected, and the takeout can also be used as a million-dollar hovering sports car.

After estimating the materials required for the flying sword, and then silently recalling the refining process, Xiao Ye continued to quickly simulate the refining process in his mind, and did not stop until three or four times later.

Immediately, the pillow is tossed high. Xiao Ye's right palm was pushed out, and the pure dantian fire roared out, holding the falling pillow.

Immediately, a steady stream of dantian fire continued to be delivered.

The cold silver was extremely strong, and it gradually softened after more than two hours of continuous heating with the fire of the dantian.

After heating for another hour, the cold silver completely liquefied, and it kept tumbling and jumping in the fire of the dantian.

Xiao Yechang exhaled and gently pushed with his left hand. A dantian fire rushed into it, enveloping part of the cold silver liquid, and then continuously reducing the transmission strength of the dantian fire.

Waiting for this part of the cold silver to slowly solidify, Xiao Ye suddenly removed the dantian fire and let it fall. Even so, the superalloy floor was still melted down.

In the right palm, the fire of the dantian was always inconvenient, allowing the cold silver liquid to boil and jump.

For half an hour, Xiao Ye suddenly raised his left arm, put his middle finger into his mouth, and bit it gently.

Fingertips, a drop of blood quickly gushed out. With a slight flick, under the wrapping of spiritual power, it quickly shot into the cold silver.

The boiling and jumping cold silver is still the same, but Xiao Ye has already established a little connection with it.

After continuing to urge for more than ten minutes, Xiao Ye began to weaken the Dantian Fire that was being transported, causing it to slowly solidify.

After waiting for about the same, the left palm stretched out, and another dantian fire roared out.

Under the continuous pulling of the two dantian fires, the cold silver in the semi-solidified state began to rise and deform.

In a moment, a sharp sword more than five feet long gradually took shape.

Xiao Ye did not stop there, but controlled the two dantian fires to continuously squeeze the sword.

One-minute, two-minute, three-minute......

The sword was constantly compressed and reduced under the squeeze of the dantian fire.

After more than an hour of continuous squeezing, finally, Xiao Ye began to greatly weaken the transmission of the dantian fire.

In the fire of the dantian, the sword was only about three feet long. If it weren't for the fact that there was not much of the dantian fire left in his body, if he could continue to squeeze it again and successfully compress the sword to about two feet, it might even make the flying sword become a quasi-eight-grade spiritual weapon.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly during the refining process, and after the fire of the dantian was completely extinguished, the sword clanged and smashed on the floor.

The cold wind is blowing, and the chill is pressing within seven feet!

Flying sword, refining successful!