Taking advantage of the break, Zhang Xiaoming took out the flying sword, mysterious exercises and war god armor he had just gotten.

I want to do some research and see if I can get anything out of it.

The first thing I studied was the pocket flying sword, and I tried to use mental power and magic power to slowly input.

With the contact of spiritual power, I faintly felt a trace of spiritual traction, but the magic power that entered it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and it failed to cause the slightest wave.

He continued to increase the input of mana without giving up, but it still had little effect, but the link of spiritual power became clearer and more flexible.

Zhang Xiaoming tried to use the spiritual power link, pulling the pocket flying sword to fly out of the palm of his hand.

"Whew......"

The pocket flying sword instantly tore through the air, turning into a streamer of light and disappearing into the wall directly in front of it.

"me, so powerful?"

Looking at the hollow wall that was completely pierced, Zhang Xiaoming couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Hurriedly followed the slightest spiritual link and pulled the flying sword back.

The next moment,

With a "poof", a hole appeared in the wall in front of him again, and the flying sword was already floating in front of Zhang Xiaoming's eyes.

"What a baby!"

His eyes lit up as he grabbed the flying sword floating in front of him and stroked it lovingly.

After stroking for a long time, I picked up the ordinary black robe and studied it, but I didn't see the slightest doorway after looking at it for a long time.

looked at the incomparably sharp flying sword in his hand, and stabbed directly at the ordinary robe that was black and unswerving.

"Sting!"

The sound of the cloth tearing sounded, and with the slightest obstacle, the flying sword easily pierced the robe without any suspense.

"This ...... Is this an artifact? ”

Zhang Xiaoming's face was full of confusion, with a ghostly expression.

"This fabric is too fake, have you been deceived by the system?"

Just as he was thinking about it, the crack in the ordinary robe in his hand began to heal slowly until it was as good as ever.

"This ......? Self-healing? Never destroyed? ”

Zhang Xiaoming's head was a little dazed.

"It seems that this God of War armor must be strong in order to exert its true ability!"

"Then, I have to get good treasures in the future, and exchange them for more good treasures to improve my strength with traders from the other world, as for cultivation or something, forget it, I am a cultivation waste material at all, so don't waste time to cultivate."

Thinking of this, the fighting spirit in my heart became stronger and stronger.

Well, actually, this shouldn't be much fighting spirit, it's just just a pure desire to try the power of the full version of this God of War armor.

Casually put on the black armor of the god of war on his body, and then picked up the metal page that was as smooth as a mirror and looked at it carefully.

There was not the slightest wave of energy, no handwriting runes.

I tried to input this magic power, and I used my mental power to probe, but there was no response.

Then, I tried all the methods I could think of, such as dripping blood to confess the Lord, burning fire and flooding, flying sword slashing, etc.

But the strange technique did not show any changes, and there was no sign of any damage.

Undeterred, he took the mysterious technique to the vicinity of the pass and bombarded it indiscriminately with tower defense buildings.

However, after more than a dozen rounds of bombardment, the ground was blasted out of a pit or two meters deep, but the mysterious exercises in the pit were still intact.

"Let me go, what kind of material is this, it's so strong, if you can smelt it and make it into a weapon or something, wouldn't that mean there is another artifact-level equipment?" Zhang Xiaoming couldn't help but think about it.

Thinking of the end, the corners of his mouth were faintly sliding down.

Smacked his mouth, quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, retracted his thoughts, jumped down the pit, and picked up the metal pages of the mysterious exercises.

I looked at it over and over again, but I couldn't leave a trace of it.

Shaking his head secretly, he had to temporarily take the mysterious exercises back into his arms and order the peasants to fill in the pit before returning to his house.

Lying on the bed for a while, he took out his mobile phone and turned on the radio to see if there was any new news, but after some searching, he didn't hear anything, and it seems that everyone only went on the radio at a certain time to release news.

"I can't get a radio station myself, I just don't know if anyone in the shelter can use it." Zhang Xiaoming muttered to himself.

Now that the city has been completely occupied by zombies, the radio station can only be postponed for the time being.

At this time, he thought about the problem of formulating a system that caused headaches.

"How the hell are these two guys supposed to be tempted?" Zhang Xiaoming touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

"Why don't you hand this matter over to the liar Taoist priest Lu Chengmad?"

"That guy is pretty good at fooling people, maybe he can find something out, and most importantly, he doesn't know anyone in the shelter now, so he can pretend to be a new survivor and blend in with the survivors."

"Hmmm! That's it! Hahahaha! Zhang Xiaoming unconsciously showed a treacherous evil smile.

Before you know it, it's getting dark, and the survivors are all back, ready to eat tonight's dinner.

Zhang Xiaoming also slowly came to the large square where everyone gathered to eat in the shelter.

After casually scanning around, he found that the horse-faced man was actually standing alone in a corner, and he didn't take the initiative to contact anyone in the shelter.

Of course, the fierce aura that unconsciously emanated from his body was not something that ordinary survivors could bear, and the indifferent expression that rejected people thousands of miles away made people dare not approach, which made the neighborhood a forbidden area.

When Hu Haichuan was discovered, he saw the opposite extreme.

Not only were a group of male survivors gathered around him, chatting together, but there were also female survivors who had just joined the neighborhood from time to time.

"It's really talented! I just don't know if I really want to stay in this shelter, or if I want to wait until I get a foothold and find another way. ”

Looking at the performance of these two people, the corners of Zhang Xiaoming's mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

After a while, dinner was ready, still barbecued game and some food collected from the mountains.

As for the food brought out of the city that can be stored for a long time, of course, all of it is sealed up for emergency use in case of crisis.

However, just as everyone was talking and laughing and enjoying a good dinner, the roar of a wild beast was heard from the direction of the pass.

Then, there was the whistling and shooting of a number of tower defense buildings.

Zhang Xiaoming raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the pass, and found that a group of infantry and musketeers had already been above the stone wall, ready to be armed.

Seeing this, he didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to eat and drink happily.

Just as he was eating happily, a three-dimensional image suddenly appeared in front of him, and when he looked up, he found that it was a picture of reconnaissance skills.

Glancing at random, he was about to look away, only to find a discordant spot of light in the shelter.

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