Lu Mingfei Development Program

Chapter 32 Heaven and Earth are a furnace
The Hammer of the Desert kept falling on Sleipnir's head, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and his internal organs ruptured. Sleipnir had a statistic close to that of a pure-blooded dragon. He was perhaps the closest creature to a dragon in existence. Violent dragon blood flowed in his veins, and injuries were like hormones to him. The more serious the injury, the crazier he became.

But now, it had no intention of resisting at all, and even the almost instinctive elemental control was shrunk in the mind and dared not come out. Because there was a vision in the outside world that was far more noble than his.

Recycled metal is indeed very powerful. Lu Mingfei looked at the horse head that was smashed to pieces, and then looked at the hammer head of the Desert Hammer. You get what you pay for. This thing is indeed much better than the Xibei stuff that was given in that crappy plan.

Sleipnir No. 2, which had lost its response, followed in the footsteps of No. 1. Although Lu Mingfei didn't know how No. 1 died, judging by the ferocity of these creatures, it was probably about the same as it is now.

He carried the Hammer of the Desert and walked to the side of Odin. This guy who was said to be dead was thrown down when Sleipnir II was hammered for the first time. Lu Mingfei was shocked at that time, and it was not until he saw that he had no movement that he was sure that he was really dead.

In other words, Sleipnir II has been wandering here with his body.

Stopping at a distance from Him, Lu Mingfei looked at the corpse silently. Even when He was lying down, He was still so majestic, as if He was just taking a short nap and would wake up in the next second and continue riding His eight-legged horse...if His eight-legged horse had not been smashed to pieces by Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei felt that it might not be Sleipnir II that made the Heroic Deadpool afraid to approach, but this corpse. He had been dead for who knows how long, but the remaining majesty on his body made those wandering Deadpools dare not approach here. And Sleipnir II carried Him on his back and wandered in this ghost place for who knows how many years.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head, admired Sleipnir II a little, then broke off a piece of its scale and threw it over. The scale hit the corpse's armor, and after a crackling sound, it rolled down. Then, Odin's body was turned into a pile of dust.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, the rainstorm and lightning disappeared, and the sky returned to its previous foggy appearance.

Amazing! Just a corpse can cause strange phenomena in the world. According to that broken plan, this may be the reaction of some element. Lu Mingfei secretly felt lucky that this guy was dead, otherwise such a guy would also run outside...

Lu Mingfei took a breath, feeling as if he had forgotten something. He opened his personal panel and looked at another Word Spirit that appeared after Word Spirit·Moment: Word Spirit·Heaven and Earth as Furnace, where the user can forge metal out of thin air and arbitrarily assemble it into new forms in a field centered on himself.

Can this thing called Word Spirit be plural? Lu Mingfei was shocked, even more shocked than when he was promoted from Little Superman to Medium Superman. Don't ask why he is Medium Superman. When he defeats Sleipnir II with his bare hands, he will be Big Superman.

The world is the furnace. According to the literal meaning, you can control the metal at will with your own consciousness and make it become what you want. Lu Mingfei suppressed his desire to regenerate metal and first took out the Xincun Hao Sword that he hated so much. By the way, this cold thing is now called Xincun Hao Broken Sword.

Silently chanting the language that seemed to come from the depths of his soul, a certain realm unfolded in front of Lu Mingfei. He looked at the broken sword floating in front of him in amazement, the wooden handle and the straps were burned, and the remaining metal turned and deformed in the realm. After a while, Lu Mingfei looked at the thing in his hand that could barely be seen as a knife and gave up all the ideas in his mind. This word spirit is indeed practical. The hard metal in his hand is like clay and can be easily grasped.

But if you want to mold what you want, you need to have some artistic skills, otherwise the things you mold will be either bent here or missing there. At least now, after Lu Mingfei molded the broken sword into a twisted long strip, he could no longer mold it back.

Lu Mingfei looked at Odin’s body that had turned to ashes. Unfortunately, the majestic armor on his body had turned to ashes along with his body. The only thing left was a... wooden stick?
He picked up the spear-like stick. It felt heavy and didn't look like wood. Its plain appearance didn't match Odin, the king of the gods. But Lu Mingfei already knew what it was because the broken plan popped up again.

"The branches of the World Tree have completely lost their spirituality. If they are combined with other materials to make alchemical weapons, they may be able to regain some of their original power."

Even without Lu Mingfei telling me what this plan was, he knew what it was. It seemed that there was no other gun that Odin could hold except the famous Gungnir, the Meteor Spear. However, this gun was now like its owner, with all its power lost over the endless years, leaving only an empty shell.

Lu Mingfei raised the twisted blade made from the forged broken sword, and with a click, the broken sword broke again. He was quite satisfied holding the branch of the World Tree without even a white mark. At the same time, he severely despised the broken plan of providing Xibei goods.

Odin's body turned into dust and was blown away by the wind. Lu Mingfei found half a barrel of diesel near the toll station and took some effort to light a fire to burn the body of Sleipnir II.

It's not that he is kind-hearted, but this place seems to have evolved through mutual devouring. Cannibalism is common, and corpses like Sleipnir II are even more sought-after. He doesn't want to encounter Sleipnir III again the next time he comes in.

Lu Mingfei was shocked instantly. What was he thinking? He had fallen into the trap of that broken plan again. Of course, it would be better not to come to this damn place. But... just in case.

Lu Mingfei thought about it and took the recycled metal off the Desert Eagle. He spent some time to shape a fairly straight blade. He wiped his sweat. The physical energy consumption of using the world as a furnace was no less than that of Shan Na. If he polished it seriously, he might collapse after the physical energy bar reached the bottom like last time.

He casually picked up the shroud-like cloth left by Odin and tied it on the handle to make a simple handle. Until now, Lu Mingfei admired his own big heart. He took the dead person's things without any psychological pressure.

Relics are popular in the West, and Odin is a great god after all, and he has taken Kungunir, so this is nothing. Using His Shroud as a material, what if it has a critical hit +999 attribute?

After getting his equipment ready, Lu Mingfei walked back with murderous intent. He did not forget that there was a heroic spirit, Deadpool, chasing him for a long time!
(End of this chapter)