I can upgrade in the last days

Chapter 38 Panlong Thirteen Swords
In the last days, there is a special group. Their physical fitness is comparable to that of ordinary people, but their mental strength is very strong!
Relying on the power of the spirit, some branding charms can be created.

These charms are usually branded on weapons and equipment to increase damage and enhance defense.

They are called spell masters!

"Then what is your first spell?"

Song Yan's breathing was a little short, he didn't expect that his Wutong base was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!
"It's sharp!"

Fang Qiuyue replied carefully and earnestly. The two big eyes looked quite cute with the still flush.

sharp!

When Song Yan heard this, he relaxed a little from the tension in his heart. He patted Fang Qiuyue on the shoulder:

"From now on, it seems that Uncle Zhong's weapon will go through your hands and be reheated."

"Yeah, I can make some small contributions to the base, can I get any other rewards in the future?"

There was a trace of excitement on Fang Qiuyue's face, which was a good thing, showing that she could exchange for certain rewards through her own efforts.

"What reward do you want? Weapons, or equipment?"

"I want a pistol for self-defense"

Bang, Song Yan put a pistol and chop|horse|knife on the table together.

He said with a smile on his face: "Come on, add a buffer to this knife first, this pistol is yours."

"Add buffer? What is that?"

Fang Qiuyue was a little confused, what is it?Could it be.?
"No, no!"

Suddenly a strange picture flashed through her mind, and her face became rosy again.

"Huh??? I just want you to put a spell on my knife, Comrade Xiao Fang, what are you thinking?"

Song Yan looked at Fang Qiuyue, whose face was getting more and more rosy, and suddenly felt that something was wrong?
Could it be that she was thinking crookedly?

Five minutes later, Song Yan walked out of the office contentedly holding the chop|horse|knife.

In the office, Fang Qiuyue held a delicate and compact pistol and smiled happily.

Early the next morning, Fan Bing led the cleaning team to gather downstairs, and there were nearly a hundred people standing in line downstairs.

"Everyone fires five shots and aims at the target 50 meters away."

Fan Bing put his hands behind his back, and his face was very serious.

"Fan Bing, what are you doing here? It's so early in the morning, why don't you let us go out?"

Guo Haoyu looked puzzled. Originally, they cleaned up the first team and went to the original post to clean up the zombies.

That's a good thing, he was stopped as soon as he went out the door.

"Yes, Fan Bing, what do you want to do?"

Lu Qi and Chen Hu also looked puzzled.

"Ahem, what the boss said, I can also lead a team and choose from you."

"what?"

"Fuck|Trough? True or false?"

The three captains all looked puzzled, they didn't expect such a thing to happen.

"Okay, don't bother, just shoot quickly, and then go do what you need to do after the shooting."

Fan Bing was a little impatient. He stood here for a long time with two rifles in his hand, but no one dared to come up and shoot twice.

Guo Haoyu and the others looked at each other, and they had no choice but to get the team ready and conduct target shooting tests in the order of one team, two teams and three pairs.

boom!
Fan Bing stood beside the gun target, staring at the gun target without saying a word, as long as there was any polymer bullet on it, he would not miss it!

After firing five rounds of bullets one by one, the cleaning team members followed their respective captains and left the scene.

Behind Fan Bing stood ten members of the cleaning team.

He frowned, didn't he think that there would be so few people with talent for marksmanship so rare?

"Over there, you guys also come over and shoot twice!"

Fan Bing noticed some new survivors who had joined the base, and hurriedly called them over to shoot.

In about an hour, the members of the sharpshooter team successfully reached 20 people, and everyone's marksmanship is above average.

"Very good, come with me now. Let's get to know the types of guns first."

Fan Bing led everyone to an empty room that had been prepared in advance. There were five of the most common firearms in the base, namely pistols, rifles, submachine guns, sniper rifles and shotguns. |Gun.

When everyone followed Fan Bing to practice the disassembly and assembly of firearms, Song Yan got up and walked to the room where little Tong Xin was.

The latter lay peacefully on the bed, breathing very steadily, but there was no trace of waking up.

The temperature in the room was surprisingly two degrees lower.

Song Yan sat in the room with infinite emotion in his heart. Sure enough, a genius will always be a genius.

Thinking of this, he was a little thankful that he still had a system, otherwise he would not be able to make many waves by himself, relying on the memory of rebirth.

His mind moved slightly, and a prompt sounded.

【Ding!Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and receiving the reward martial skill Panlong Thirteen Swords! 】

For a while, a piece of information about saber techniques entered Song Yan's mind.

In his mind, a figure holding a steel knife rehearsed the Panlong Thirteen Knives to the fullest, and the moves were wide open and closed, quite powerful!
After a long time, Song Yan opened his eyes, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

He has already learned this saber technique, and he can use it with a wave of his hand!

Walking out of the door excitedly, Song Yan did not hesitate and went all the way to the office to copy down the formula for this sword technique.

"If this knife technique is used on every soldier of the cleaning team, wouldn't the speed of killing zombies be greatly improved?"

As Song Yan wrote, he recalled the essence of the Panlong Thirteen Swordsman.

He wrote so excitedly that he didn't even notice Fang Qiuyue walked in the door.

"Captain Song? Why are you here? What are you doing?"

Fang Qiuyue looked down at Song Yan's handwriting, looking quite awkward.

Song Yan went through all the information in his mind, and he suddenly discovered that there are still people in this room!

"I'll go, Qiuyue, when did you come?"

"Ah? Hahahaha, I just came here, what are you writing about?"

"This, this is a sword technique, and the cleaning team is more suitable for practicing this."

"Knife technique?"

Fang Qiuyue's eyes were confused for a moment. Where did this sword technique come from?Song Yan transformed it?
But comparatively speaking, she is more willing to believe that Song Yan can be transformed.

In her eyes, Song Yan's magic is far more than that!

Song Yan nodded, then handed this piece of paper to Fang Qiuyue, and said, "Give this to the cleaning team at noon, make a few more copies, and I will take them to practice swords tomorrow morning!"

The latter was a little confused, but still nodded and followed suit.

Song Yan turned his head and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something and turned around quickly:

"By the way, how's the contribution system going? Have you worked out any results?"

Fang Qiuyue hesitated for a moment, and then said: "In this contribution system, I can't calculate the number of rewards for the evolution spar. How many are there?"

When Song Yan heard this, the expression on his face suddenly became strange.

(End of this chapter)