Zhao Chuanxin patted the railing: "Come here, look at me, a scoundrel, I have serious business."

Miao Cuihua laughed.

The wood is not processed and is directly carved.

Regardless of whether it is hardwood or not, cutting it with an elf carving knife is not much more difficult than cutting tofu.

The finer work comes later, and you need to use glue to stick the rubber and wood.

The glue turns out to be Koam gum.

This kind of tree is also called acacia tree, and its flame pattern is very beautiful.

Zhao Chuanxin thinks that the remaining wood can be used to make knife handles or gun stocks.

Zhao Chuanxin took a dagger and spread glue evenly around the wood.

After attaching the rubber ring, Zhao Chuanxin used an elf carving knife to cut the charcoal into particles.

Looking at the filter material in the breathing hole, Zhao Chuanxian frowned and said, "It's still not very safe."

He remembered that later generations of gas masks had different filter materials built in to neutralize the poison according to different poisonous gases.

He took out a few pieces of coarse cloth, stacked them up, moistened them and made a gesture: "Adding a few more layers of wet cloth should have a better effect."

Benjamin Goldberg stopped him: "No, then the charcoal will absorb moisture first and the effect will be compromised."

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes: "That's easy to do. Let's make a check valve. We only need a small round rubber piece. Just stick it on a little. When you inhale, the rubber piece will open due to the air flow.

, when you exhale, the airflow blows the rubber sheet and closes the check valve. In this way, we can set different check valves for the air inlet and outlet."

Benjamin Goldberg's strength is imagination, and he immediately understood: "Master, this method is good."

In any case, this gas mask is very crudely made.

The two made a total of three gas masks, one large and two small.

Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.

Zhao Chuanxin took a deep breath.

His advantage is that he can beat the time gap between the two worlds.

When time pauses over there, there is plenty of time to prepare.

However, if the plan of the master and apprentice is not feasible or there are omissions, then Zhao Chuanxin will face the risk of shortening his life.

His body has just started to improve, and if he experiences another blow, Zhao Chuanxin is really afraid that the root of his disease will be left behind.

Benjamin Goldberg looked at Zhao Chuanxin with a solemn expression: "Master, you..."

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "You go out first."

He took out all the items.

Patting the smart gyroscope on his arm, Zhao Chuanxin said: "Xingyue, remember, after entering, first sweep away the Styx elves around 'me' to give 'me' enough time to resurrect."

Buzz...

The smart gyroscope vibrated, which means it is positive.

Zhao Chuanxin took a deep breath again, his depressed eyes became sharp, and he opened the "Code of the Old Gods".

The moment he opened it, he quickly wrote:

[I was resurrected, and the smart gyroscope and the elf carving knife chopped down the Styx elves around me.]

【I put on the armor of fortitude.】

[I took out the God of War m1907 and swept across the Styx elves further away.]

[I took out the M1907 that will kill you three thousand times and fired rockets at the War Creation that was running toward me.]

M1907 is the name given by Zhao Chuanxin to the rocket developed by his master and apprentice.

It can be seen from the name how much Zhao Chuanxin hates the remnants of living things.

The fate that follows is beyond Zhao Chuanxin’s control.

He used q, w, and e one after another, and even "triggered" the passive protection of Fortitude Armor, and then relied on "I" to press the ultimate move.

[A large area of ​​Styx elves fell in a pool of blood around you. Three thousand m1907 rockets hit the head of War Creation. The fire exploded and flesh and blood flew everywhere. The previously ferocious and tenacious War Creation immediately suffered such heavy injuries.

Lying on the ground, unable to move.]

Zhao Chuanxin slapped the palm with his fist - it worked!

What a fucking relief!

At the same time, it also made him secretly vigilant.

The warheads and shells of rockets and the ammunition of heavy machine guns are different.

It does not rely on the explosion of gunpowder stored inside to kill, but relies on the warhead hitting the target, triggering the primer, and the metal bullet stream inside is sprayed forward. The violent and high-temperature power can still break even the skin of war wounds.

Open.

This shows that Zhao Chuanxin will definitely not be invulnerable in future wars.

[I put on a gas mask, took out the ** lamp, and recited the incantation.]

[The fog spreads around.]

[I heard the Styx Elf make a shrill scream like metal friction.]

[I saw these ferocious little things falling down in pieces, some died immediately, and some rolled all over the ground, losing their fighting ability.]

Cool!

[But the poisonous fog does not do so much damage to the wounds of war. They appear a little confused and behave strangely.]

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned for a moment, I couldn't even blanch it to death, that thing is really powerful.

He behaves strangely, maybe he is "high".

[The fog can also block the sight of these monsters, so I immediately left the rope to pull me and slid down towards the crater.]

[When I went down to the bottom of the crater, I saw the corpses of Styx elves all over the ground.]

[Although the brother and sister looked horrified, they were unhurt.]

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

This pair of brothers and sisters is outrageous. Every time they encounter a desperate situation, they can fight with the enemy evenly, and always escape unscathed, but "I" are repeatedly injured.

[I said: Hurry, let’s go up first.]

[But my brother said: Master, wait, look, what we found.]

[The brother took out a piece of tree root-like thing from his sister’s treasure bag, it shone like patina and purple clouds.]

[I said in surprise: Have you found the root of the starry sky?]

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

[I asked: How did you do it?]

[My sister pointed to the corpses of the Styx elves on the ground and said: The fearless pioneers are them. When they fought with us, they scratched a layer of soil and exposed the roots of the starry sky.]

Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself: If "I" are really dead, then the root of the starry sky will definitely become one of the treasures in my sister's treasure bag.

[I hurriedly said: Let’s go up first and then talk.]

[I first gave gas masks to my brother and sister and asked them to wear them.]

【I was shocked when the three of us came to the ground.】

[The surrounding Styx elves are all dead, and the group of war creations are in a state of confusion, but they inadvertently surrounded us and are very close.]

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[I dare not fire rockets at such a close distance for fear of hurting ourselves.]

[I took out the smart gyroscope and the elf carving knife, and cut into the war wound blocking the way.]

[War Creation’s head was split in half.]

[Brother shouted: Master, be careful.]

[There was a war creature on the side that went crazy and rushed towards me.]

[The smart gyroscope had no time to respond, so I was knocked upside down, flew backwards, and slid on the ground for another seven or eight meters.]

[My internal organs seem to be displaced and the pain is severe.]

[The distance between me and the smart gyroscope exceeded ten meters, and the smart gyroscope suddenly became confused.]

Zhao Chuanxin is in urgent need.

No, a hero can't die before dawn. With the flag in sight, he can't lose now.

[The brother and sister ran towards me, and the brother didn’t forget to hold the smart gyroscope and bring it to me.]

Zhao Chuanxin breathed a sigh of relief.
To be continued...