Chapter Twenty-Five: The Cruel World
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is a simple spear made of such a fruit knife tied to a wooden stick, and the pig's feet of that apocalyptic novel led everyone to kill a bloody path in the countless zombie seas!
In fact, it's not now, at the beginning, Qian Lingfeng also thought of this method.
It's just that at that time, it was close to the window to kill zombies, and the use of long weapons was inconvenient because of the barrier between the window and the wall, and the space left on the balcony itself was small, and the use of daggers was more flexible.
But this time and that time too.
At this point, Qian Lingfeng also looked around at everything in the dormitory, and at this moment, Lao Qian also pondered that he could actually make such a simple spear.
I already have fruit knives myself, and I found two at the beginning just now, but because I have a high-carbon steel dagger, they are all stored in the item interface.
In addition to this high-carbon steel dagger, each of these two fruit knives can now be used as the tip of a spear, as for this high-carbon steel dagger, Qian Lingfeng is going to keep it for later use.
The fruit knife to use as the tip of the gun is here, and the stick is left for your own use.
However, to Sao Nian's small disappointment, after collecting it, the only thing that can be related to items like sticks in the entire dormitory is a plastic clothes pole that is usually used to fork clothes, and a plastic broom with a short handle.
"Huh? Clothes poles? Hungry~, no, no, this Nima is too easy to break. First of all, he was happy, and then he gently broke it with his hand, and the plastic clothes pole was bent directly, and Qian Lingfeng was speechless for a while, and then he shook his head.
The clothes pole in the dormitory is made of plastic, about the thickness of the index finger, and I don't know if the manufacturer wants to save materials, the center of this plastic stick is still empty.
Such a pole has been bent by itself when it is slightly broken, and even if it is made into a simple spear, I am afraid that it will be broken before the zombie is killed.
"Nima, if this is the critical moment of fighting with zombies, I'm afraid Lao Tzu won't even have time to regret it!" After a moment of obscenity, Qian Lingfeng couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead!
As for the broom pole, I tried it in my hand, although it was much thicker than the clothes pole, and I pinched its hardness, and it was estimated that it should not be so easy to break, but it was a little helpless, and this girl was too short~
Estimated touch, the whole broom pole is less than a meter in length, when sweeping the floor on weekdays, I don't feel that there is anything wrong, at most I bend over to do this, but for the current use, this length is really a little too short.
If this length is made into a spear, I am afraid that due to its own length, it will not change much from holding a dagger directly in your hand.
At most, he originally held a dagger in his hand, but now he has replaced it with a longer short sword~
Thinking like this, Qian Lingfeng also had a headache, "Nima, I haven't felt it on weekdays, but now I can't find a stick, wipe it, it seems that I can only go to other places to see." ”
Then, by chance, I remembered something in the toilet, and Lao Qian suddenly thought that he seemed to be a little second, and it seemed that the mop in the bathroom didn't have what he wanted~
"Ah Q's grandmother's grandfather's work, isn't he riding a horse to find a horse?" , I couldn't help but sigh a little.
There is also a mop in the bathroom, although it is not used much on weekdays, but the handle of that thing is a wooden stick that is nearly one and a half meters long, which is absolutely enough in length!
With a happy heart, he ran to the bathroom, tore all the strips of rags in front of the mop, and quickly cleaned up this long wooden stick.
Immediately after finding a roll of wide transparent tape that is usually used to seal cardboard boxes, Qian Lingfeng casually took a fruit knife from each of the item interfaces, and then tied it to the front of the wooden stick.
After cutting the tip of the stick with a dagger, and then stuffing it into the handle of a fruit knife, which is easy to secure and does not fall off easily, and there is no danger of falling off during battle, it is wrapped in almost half a roll of adhesive tape.
The old money is very tightly entangled, and it can even be said that because I am worried that there will be a time to insert the zombie's head, but because it is not tightly entangled, the fruit knife is inserted crookedly and the oolong that falls off is even a little cruel~
It wasn't until the whole dagger was wrapped to death that he was completely sure that the fruit knife had been firmly tied to the wooden stick, and he was worried that it would fall, so the beast-like Qian Lingfeng let go of the remaining half of the roll of tape~
However, after doing this, Qian Lingfeng thought of one thing again, when killing zombies, I am afraid that the tip of the spear will be easily soaked in sticky blood, and at that time, the tape that originally seemed to be firm can still play a fixed role?
"Grandma's, that's a problem! I didn't expect the seemingly simple little spear to be quite troublesome~"
Sighing, Qian Lingfeng can also imagine that when the viscous blood completely wets the adhesive tape, the transparent tape loses its stickiness and is soaked open, and it will slide off by itself without doing anything else.
There is no way, when it comes to the great cause of life, Qian Lingfeng is not too troublesome, he tore off the tape, then tore some strips of cloth, and wrapped them tightly with strips of cloth again.
After practicing and waving it twice, looking at his new weapon, Comrade Lao Qian was also a little satisfied.
"Name: Homemade improvised version of the spear
Increases damage by 4-12 and has a chance to inflict bleeding and lose health. ”
"Hehe, it's not bad, the original damage of this fruit knife was 2-8, but now I didn't expect that after being made into a simple spear, it has unexpectedly improved a lot."
The damage level of 4-12 points, counting the liliang attribute of 20 points, and counting the spear, can carry out a sprint attack, perfectly giving full play to the advantages of liliang and speed, so that the damage output of the fight is definitely a lot.
Went out with a simple homemade spear, this time the zombies on the fourth floor who could move freely were almost emptied, and there was no need to be overly cautious when going out, and even the sound of opening the light door needed to be controlled.
But even so, Qian Lingfeng still controlled the door without making too much noise and movement, which can be regarded as the formation of habits to adapt to the end of life in the future.
Out of the door, Qian Lingfeng saw these disabled zombies in the corridor again, these were the fish that had slipped through the net before.
Hearing the movement, they had already been in a sensitive position to sound, and they moved again, in the direction of the doorway, with their mouths clicking and their claws constantly digging forward, looking disgusting and disgusting.
Just now, Lao Qian didn't pay attention to them, but this time he freed his hand, and a hideous smile crossed the corner of Qian Lingfeng's mouth, "Hehe, baby, don't be anxious, your Uncle Qian will clean you up immediately!" Hehe, it was also just used to experiment with the actual combat effect of this homemade spear! ”
These guys are slow, they can only lie on the ground, there is no threat at all, they carry their spears, grab the heads of these guys, and they are ruthless and thrust several times.
A piece of damage value floated by, and red blood and white brain pulp once again became the tone of the eye, and instantly splattered out of the hole in the head!
Up to now, Lao Qian also found that his heart had become colder and colder unconsciously, and when he used to kill zombies, he would hesitate, but now, even if he kills at will, the miserable appearance of these guys is completely unable to shake his determination to kill.
"Is this a fucking good thing or a bad thing?" couldn't help but slaughter these guys, Lao Qian sighed.