Seeing the engineer's excuse, Han Feng quickly explained: "Ah no, it's not what you think. The weapon I want is not a gun, but..."

Han Feng scratched his head and began to organize his words...

Stretching out the index fingers of both hands, Han Feng compared a distance of about ten centimeters and said: "Such a long, hard metal...and the two ends should be pointed, about the thickness of a finger? Or a thin blade? Make ten of them for me."

"

The more the engineer listened, the more confused he became, and his brows furrowed more and more... He curled his lips and looked embarrassed. He really couldn't imagine what Han Feng was talking about...

"It's like a saber. I feel that if it is thinner, it can penetrate the enemy more easily. It is best to use the material of a saber. I think a saber is quite hard." Han Feng looked at the "fantasy" weapon between his fingers and said

Still explaining, completely ignoring the engineer's "collapse".

"Captain Han... I'm sorry, let me interrupt." Suddenly, the engineer reached out to hold Han Feng's hand, and then asked: "What does the saber look like?"

"right."

"What is the saber made of?"

"right."

"Then... why don't you remove the handle of the saber and use the blade directly? This will save you money on making..."

"..."

The expression was frozen on Han Feng's face...the scene was indescribably embarrassing...

After a few seconds, Han Feng took out the hand held by the engineer and continued to explain: "Maybe I haven't made it clear yet. What I want is such a long, metal blade or a stick with sharp ends."

"..." This time, the engineer collapsed even more. Even the eyes looking at Han Feng were a mass of black lines...

Just as the two were "disputing", Luna's voice sounded in Han Feng's mind in time: "Team Han, let's do this... you can imagine the shape of the weapon you want in your mind, and then I will ask the combat laboratory to issue it.

A production standard table, okay?"

"I told you if there was such a way! Damn...it's so hard!~" Han Feng curled his lips and cursed, then closed his eyes and fantasized in his mind...

After Han Feng imagined the two forms of weapons, Luna gave some suggestions.

"Reporting to the Korean team, I suggest you make ten of each depending on the situation."

"Can."

"By the way, Team Korea, based on the scene of your fight in the supermarket in the afternoon, I suggest you make one end of the cylindrical weapon into a sharp shape, which will facilitate sprinting. Add a thread like a screw to the sharp mouth of the other end, so that

The kinetic energy that facilitates penetration during spin.”

"That's right! Why didn't I think of that! Just do what you said!" After hearing this reasonable suggestion, Han Feng immediately decided to adopt it.

"Do you have any other suggestions?" Han Feng continued to ask while excited.

"Reporting to the Korean team, I suggest that the weapon material should be tungsten steel."

"Tungsten steel?" Han Feng, who had never heard of this professional term, repeated with doubtful eyebrows.

"Yes, the Korean team, it is tungsten steel. Tungsten is one of the hardest metals in the world. Using this metal as a raw material, coupled with the special craftsmanship of engineers, the weapons made are harder than the Saber 21

times."

"... Do we have this kind of material?" After hearing this kind of material, Han Feng asked angrily.

"Report to the Korean team, no."

After Luna finished speaking, Han Feng closed his eyes and thought in despair, isn't this interesting to me?! After saying everything, he told me that there is no tungsten!!

"But it can be made by the combat laboratory, and the price is two thousand gold coins per ton. And tungsten is also a necessary material for making allied base vehicles."

As soon as Luna finished speaking, Han Feng instantly opened his two gleaming eyes and said immediately: "Make it! Make it! Make it!"

"Report to the Korean team that making tungsten requires two thousand gold coins, please..."

"Confirm!" An impatient Han Feng answered first before Luna could finish speaking.

"Okay, Korean team, the tungsten is being produced, please wait..." The next second, Luna continued: "Report to the Korean team, the tungsten has been produced, please give instructions."

"Pull over here and make weapons now." Han Feng straightened his clothes and ordered.

"Reporting to the Korean team, tungsten is already here and is now preparing to make weapons. Please wait..."

"How long will it take to wait?"

"Reporting to the Korean team, the production time of twenty customized weapons is about twenty minutes, please wait..."

After Luna finished speaking, Han Feng took out the cigarette with excitement and began to wait...

"Report to the Korean team that the custom-made weapons are finished." Twenty-three minutes later, good news finally came to Han Feng's mind. The custom-made weapons were ready!

"Bring it here~quick~"

At this time, Han Feng was like a child waiting for his beloved toy, smiling extremely happily. But what was about to be released was not a toy... but a terrifying weapon!

Not long after, an engineer ran over carrying a small box.

"Tell the Korean team about your weapons." As he said this, the engineer handed over the box.

After taking the box, Han Feng thanked him and let him continue building the base vehicle.

Squatting on the ground, Han Feng carefully placed the box on the ground, then opened it...

As soon as the lid of the box is opened, the first thing that catches the eye is the silvery white color that "brightens" the eyes! Twenty tungsten steel weapons are quietly arranged, accepting Han Feng's review.

With a slight drag of telekinesis, Han Feng took out one weapon from each of the two forms.

The thin, wing-like blade is about one finger wide and about ten centimeters long. It is shaped like a feather, and the blades on both sides are sharpened. Han Feng slowly turns this "feather" with his mind, and a sharp cold light emerges like a substance...

With a satisfied smile on his face, Han Feng gently pulled off a piece of hair and blew it towards the blade...

The hair flying toward the blade was cut off as soon as it made contact! There was no resistance at all!

"Blow the knife to break the hair! What a sharp knife!" Han Feng sighed in admiration and thought deeply, wanting to give this set of knives a louder name...

"What should I call it..." After struggling for a while, Han Feng slapped his thigh and said: "Silver Wings! Take the enemy general's head out of ten thousand troops! Victory thousands of miles away! How about calling it Silver Wings?!

!”

"Okay Team Korea, from now on this set of sword-shaped weapons will be called Silver Wings."

"Howl!!!" Han Feng pushed with his mind, and the silver wings flew out instantly! As they flew through the air, they made a whistling sound! Who among all things in the world can take this move?! At this time, Han Feng actually

I have an illusion that if I use silver wings...I am afraid that the ghosts made of titanium steel will be defeated!

"Hmm~ It sounds good~ Hehe, it sounds good~" After Zhong Er said that, Han Feng turned his eyes and looked at another stick-type weapon.

It is as thick as an index finger and about ten centimeters long. The sharp corners at both ends exude a sharp golden inscription! Especially the threaded end gives people an impact that nothing in the world can stop!

"Then what name should I give it?" Staring at the weapon in front of him, Han Feng was in trouble... After struggling for a while, Han Feng relaxed his brows and said: "Since the blade is called Silver Wing... then this stick, why not call it

Silver stick!!!”

"Luna! How about calling me Silver Stick?!"

"Well... let's say goodbye to Team Han... silver stick, whore..."

"hiss……"

After Luna finished speaking, Han Feng took a deep breath and noticed something was wrong. He continued to frown, and Han Feng fell into deep thought...

"Yin...yin...what is it called?" After thinking for a long time, Han Feng was really at a loss for words.

"Team Han, how about... call it a silver shuttle? It just so happens that its shape is similar to a shuttle."

"Silver Shuttle?" Han Feng raised his eyebrows, seeming to be thinking about the feasibility of this name.

After a pause, Han Feng said: "Forget it, I don't have a good name here for now, so let's call it Silver Shuttle for now."

"Okay, Team Korea, this set of stick weapons will be called Silver Shuttle from now on."

"Whoosh! Zheng!!!" Just like before, Han Feng pushed with his mind, and the silver shuttle soared into the sky! It danced and shuttled between heaven and earth! It made a clanking sound as it passed through the air!

"Psychic power! Kai!!"

"Silver Wings! Silver Shuttle! This is the weapon that I, Han Feng, should have!!! Hahahaha!!!" He raised his hands, and twenty customized weapons flew around Han Feng!

After laughing several times, Han Feng put down his hands and discovered a new problem...

The silver wings are so sharp, the silver shuttle is so sharp... Where should I put them? In my pocket... Isn't this going to ruin my pants?!

"Luna..." When encountering a "dilemma", Han Feng asked Luna in an attempt to find a solution.

"Reporting to the Korean team, the combat laboratory has already thought about the placement of weapons. Please look inside the box." As soon as Han Feng started asking questions, Luna was the first to come up with the solution.

Following Luna's instructions, Han Feng lowered his head and looked into the box...

I saw a black belt surrounding the box. I had not noticed it just now when I was so excited.

Taking out the belt, Han Feng looked at it and murmured: "This is..."

"Report to the Korean team, this is a custom-made weapon storage belt. It can be used as an ordinary trouser belt. There are only twenty small placements in it for placing these weapons."

While Luna was talking, Han Feng took off the belt from his waist and put on the new "belt".

"Team Han, the silver shuttles are placed on both sides of your waist, five on each side. This will neither affect your normal activities nor affect your use. The silver wings are placed at the front and back of the belt.

, you need to activate it with your mind when using it.”

"Humanized! Thumbs up!!!" Han Feng praised Luna for her carefulness, and then used telekinesis to "return" twenty customized weapons.

"Ms. mist mist..."

After putting the silver shuttle and silver wings into his waist one by one, Han Feng tried to move his body and found that there was no obstacle.
Chapter completed!