Rebirth at the end of the world: Trillions of supplies hoarded

After explaining Liu Deli's affairs, Zhou Hao returned to his villa.

But he was helpless to find that Zhang Shuya was not in the villa.

After talking through the walkie-talkie, Zhou Hao found out that Zhang Shuya had gone hunting in the wild with a women's team.

Nowadays, there are more zombies outside, which is perfect for practicing.

As for Wang Chenglong, except for Bao Pi and twenty of his men, they also went to clear the road outside the hotel.

In this way, Zhou Hao became an immortal.

With no other choice, Zhou Hao had no choice but to come to Old Xu Tou's villa.

Entering the villa, Zhou Hao frowned.

This old Xutou really lives a casual life!

There were bottles of wine all over the table and I didn’t know how to clear them away. There were also some very poorly worn magazines on the sofa.

Disrespect for the old.

At this time, Zhou Hao only had this word in his mind to describe Old Xu Tou.

"Xiao Hao, why do you have time to come to my place today?"

Taking out an empty wine glass from the wine cabinet, Old Xu Tou was about to serve it to Zhou Haoman.

"Don't call me Xiao Hao, it sounds so awkward. Just call me Xiao Zhou."

Waving his hand, Zhou Hao took away the magazine from the sofa and sat on it.

At the same time, he took out a bottle of brandy from the supernatural space and opened it.

Zhou Hao doesn't like drinking high-alcohol liquor with a sauce flavor.

If nothing else, I just dislike the smell of it on my body after drinking it.

"Xiao Zhou is fine too, just call me kind."

After glancing at the brandy bottle, Lao Xutou ignored it and got a glass of high-strength liquor.

"Are you here to see me, Old Xu, for something? As the saying goes, if you have nothing to do, you won't come to the Three Treasures Hall. If nothing happens, you won't come."

After eating a peanut, Old Xu Tou said with a smile.

On weekdays, Lao Xutou stayed in this villa, trying to keep things clean.

In addition to using a few Tang knives every day, he also taught the guards some skills.

Day after day, Old Xu Tou seems to have gotten used to it.

"Old Xutou, I came here this time to ask you to help me make some flying knives."

After pouring half a cup of brandy into his own cup, Zhou Hao spoke.

"Nowadays, I still feel that there is a lack of long-range attack weapons."

After taking a sip of wine, Zhou Hao expressed his inner thoughts.

This feeling only appears as one's own strength becomes higher and higher.

Zhou Hao, who originally became a first- and second-level mutant, did not realize this.

After all, there were still crossbows at that time, and the strength of the crossbows was not low.

If necessary, Zhou Hao can use a crossbow to fight against the enemy.

But it will be different after the strength increases to a certain level.

Just like the last time we fought against the fourth-level mutant beast.

Nao was afraid that the other party was in Zhou Hao's space domain, but Zhou Hao could obviously feel it.

If you use crossbow arrows to deal with the fourth-level mutant rat, it's still not enough.

As a result, remote attacks are subject to certain restrictions.

Take this zombie wave as an example. The lethality of the crossbow is enough to destroy first- and second-level zombies.

But zombies above level three still have to be eliminated by humans.

As such, limitations arise.

"I understand what you are saying. Every weapon has certain limitations."

Lao Xu nodded while drinking liquor.

"Let me make a batch of flying knives for you. Compared with these flying knives, it can improve your long-range attack."

With that said, Lao Xu picked up the bottle of wine and walked towards the back of the villa.

So Zhou Hao also walked over.

As soon as we entered the backyard, a wave of heat hit us.

Lao Xutou's smelting furnace was not closed, and molten steel was still being smelted inside.

Taking the crucible, Old Xu poured out some molten steel.

When the temperature of the molten steel gradually dropped, Lao Xu began to gently beat the prototype.

"If it flies too heavy, it will affect its speed and range."

"But if it's too light, it won't fly very far at all, and its lethality will be limited."

"The most important thing is its streamlined shape. Only when the streamlined shape is perfect enough can it be called a good flying knife."

"As for whether it's sharp or not, it all depends on your needs."

Old Xu Tou said while gently tapping the molten steel that was gradually forming.

After a few minutes, the molten steel had turned into the shape of a flying knife.

At this time, Old Xu Tou clamped the flying knife with an iron clamp and put it into the electrolyzed water.

Then he fished it out and saw another layer of matter on top of the flying knife.

Immediately afterwards, comes the beating process.

I saw Old Xu holding a wine bottle in his first hand and a hammer in his other hand, beating it constantly.

As Old Xu hit his head hard, the layer of material flying above was gradually knocked down.

Put the flying knife into the skull again to heat it, then take it out and beat it again.

Once, twice, three times...

He didn't know how many times he had passed it, but Zhou Hao only knew that as Old Xu continued to beat his head, fewer and fewer impurities flew to it.

In the end, almost no impurities are visible.

At this time, Old Xu Tou took out a small hammer and began to beat it carefully.

After the class, Old Xu picked up the flying knife from both ends and went to the grinder beside it to start polishing it.

It took half an hour before the flying knife was completed.

"Try it!"

Handing the flying knife to Zhou Hao, Old Xu Tou said with a smile.

As a result, the flying knife was thrown out casually.

With just a "tong" sound, the flying knife passed directly through a tree three meters away, leaving a hole.

Nice knife!

At this moment, Zhou Hao only had one word in his mind.

However, the time from flight to production is too long, right?It takes a full hour to make one.

"All good things come slowly. If you want a weapon of good quality, it takes time to forge it."

As if Zhou Hao's idea had just occurred to him, Old Xutou took a sip of wine and said with a smile.

After listening to Old Xu Tou's words, Zhou Hao nodded.

This is really the case, the flying knife in front of you is definitely not comparable to ordinary ones.

It seems that if you use throwing knives in the future, you must reuse them and lose them as little as possible.

After bidding farewell to Old Xu Tou, Zhou Hao returned to his villa to rest.

After Zhang Shuya came back in the evening, she reported today's results to Zhou Hao. He and the sixteen girls had killed thousands of zombies in total.

Regarding this quantity, Zhou Hao also nodded secretly.I didn't expect that a female prostitute could be so efficient.

The shepherd boy picked up a boat and stole the white lotus back.

It didn't seem to rain that night, but the thunder was booming.All in all, everyone in the other villas seemed to have heard the sound of thunder.

The next day was as usual, Zhou Hao's subordinates were doing their own things.Zhang Shuya and the others also went hunting.

Now it seems that Zhou Hao is the only one who has become a hands-off shopkeeper.

With no other choice, Zhou Haozheng got into a heavy truck and drove towards the Dongcheng base.