Kyungwon stared at the broken bamboo pole in front of him, at a loss.

It was because he thought it was too simple, he thought that by tying a kitchen knife to a bamboo pole, he could make a barely usable melee weapon, but he didn't expect this bamboo pole to be so fragile with a dry yellow color.

I just wanted to make it a little shorter, and it crackled and exploded.

The thin bamboo pole really didn't work, so I still had to find a solid wooden stick.

If only this were a rural area, there would be farmland in the countryside, and there would be farm tools if there was farmland, so why was it so troublesome, just find a hoe, sharpen the tip of the hoe, and you can hoe the zombie's brain.

It's a pity that this is the center of the city, and what city people will be idle and have nothing to do and put shovels and hoes at home?

The average city dweller can find a kitchen knife at most, and it is difficult to find another knife that can be used.

I really want a machete to kill pigs, or an axe to chop trees.

Hatchet... That's right... Fire axe!

Kyungwon remembered that there was a fire hydrant in the hallway, and there might be a fire axe in it.

He jumped up excitedly at the thought of this possibility, and with the candle in his hand, he moved the bedside table with the door pressed slightly, and made a gap for him to pass, and walked out sideways.

The fire hydrant and elevator were in one wall, the seals on which had long been torn off, and when he opened the small red door, he found that there were no fire axes inside, only pumps and water guns.

Even the pump was smashed, and the cracked pipe was so empty that not even a drop of water could be seen.

Also, the fire axe is also a control knife, how can it be placed in a fire hydrant that can be pulled open at hand, and even if there is, it is estimated that it has already been taken away.

The fleeing people will take everything useful, an axe, which is very precious and useful to the people of the city, who will leave it behind?

Kyungwon closed the door of the fire hydrant in disappointment and walked into the room, but as he walked, he suddenly came back to his feet.

This time, his eyes were focused on the water pipes.

Down the smashed pumps are sections of galvanized steel pipes, connected by yellowed white soft plastic, that make up the building's water system.

One of the water pipes is about 1.5 meters long, except for the thick water pipe connected to the pump, the rest of the water pipes are about the same thickness as a sugar cane, and some are even thinner.

Isn't this a good quality iron rod!

The inside of the water pipe is hollow, just enough to stuff the handle of the kitchen knife into the owner, so that he doesn't have a homemade machete?

I'm going to go, I'm so smart!

Kyungwon hurried back to his room and took out a rusty crowbar.

The candle was placed on the ground, and he used brute force to insert the tip of the crowbar into the soft plastic joint, and after using the lever principle of elementary school students to find the support point, he pried the water pipe out.

The crowbar, which had fallen into disrepair, let out an overwhelmed wail, rust powder falling down, and the water pipes and crowbars began to deform and bend with the screeching sound of gold and iron bending.

Finally, with Jing Yuan's unremitting efforts, he forcibly pulled out a water pipe.

The poor crowbar was bent 45 degrees and could no longer be used, and Kyungwon threw the crowbar, which had completed its glorious mission, into the fire hydrant.

I'm sorry, Mr. Crowbar, please rest here quietly, you've worked hard, and Miss Plumber and I will live together with you.

Kyungwon mourned in his heart for Mr. Crowbar, who had only been with him for half a day, and returned to the house with the newly pried water pipe.

Xiao Bai happily leaned at his feet, and Jing Yuan pushed the water pipe to the ground, a 1.5-meter-long water pipe, against his chest.

Such a long galvanized steel pipe, as long as a sharp knife is welded to one end, can be used as a spear or machete, which can ensure that he can fight zombies from a safe distance.

Kyungwon wondered whether to use a flat kitchen knife as a machete or a sharp fruit knife as a spear.

To kill zombies, you have to cut off their heads or destroy their brain tissue.

If you use a kitchen knife to slash the neck of a zombie, you won't be able to curl the blade after a few cuts, but with a spear that attacks with a stab, the sharp tip of the spear pierces the head from the eye and into the brain, so that it will not cause much damage to the blade.

After the comparison, Kyungwon felt that the usefulness of the spear was far better than that of the machete.

However, there is a premise, that is, he has to stab accurately, after all, he can only stab the zombie's eyes to cause damage, even if he has great strength now, he can use brute force to pierce the zombie's weak temple, and the damage to the knife is too great.

No way, who made him now only have a barrel and no head.

He was going to try it first, and if he spent a long time making the spear and it didn't work, it would be a joke.

Well, he placed the candle on the coffee table and stood two meters away.

Xiaobai squatted at his feet, tilting his head to look at him while sighing.

Kyungwon closed his eyes, put his left index and middle fingers on his eyebrows, and posed.

Men, who doesn't have a hero dream, anyway, the audience only has a puppy, a little bit of middle school, and no one can see the shame at all.

When you are alone, you can be your most authentic self.

He imagined himself to be Changshan Zhao Zilong, holding a silver-white spear in his hand, and the battle armor cloak behind him fluttered in the wind.

"I am Changshan Zhao Zilong, yes!"

"Death to the rats!"

He shouted, and the gun shot like a dragon.

The water pipes trembled and buzzed!

This shot stabbed out the sound wave, and before the gun arrived, the fire was extinguished first.

A wisp of white smoke floated out from the other end of the water pipe, the candle on the coffee table did not move, and the burnt wick had been taken to the head of the spear.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

Even Kyungwon was amazed at his current physical fitness.

Obediently, this is too fierce...

If he takes this power to the Three Kingdoms, he will have to mix with the Five Tiger Generals, and maybe even Lu Budianwei will be able to compete with him.

"Yuan, I was born at the wrong time..."Jing Yuan is too deep into the play.

"Wang!"

Xiaobai seemed to scream because the light suddenly disappeared.

"Don't worry, light the fire right away."

Kyungwon took out the lighter, and the flame of the lighter illuminated the cotton core that he had stabbed, and the crack was smooth, as if it had been cut with a knife.

It's amazing, this can be on a variety show to show the talent show.

With his skills, he has absolutely no problem with a spear.

After relighting the fire, he took the slender fruit knife with great interest.

The wooden handle was a little larger than the opening of the water pipe, so he sharpened the handle with a kitchen knife and stuck it hard, and in order to make sure that the "tip of the gun" would not fall off during the battle, he pulled a few long nails from the bed board in the bedroom, used a brick as a hammer, drove the nails into the junction between the water pipe and the handle of the knife, and finally tied it with hemp rope.

In this way, it was very strong, and with his own craftsmanship and ingenuity, he made his own spear.

"Haha!"

Kyungwon laughed a few times and waved his spear a few times, as if his childhood dream had come true, and he had really become a hero.