Doomsday Dark Age

The refreshed Gaofeng walked out of the gate and went to the square outside. He didn't eat Fenyue, and he couldn't pass the test of becoming a stepfather in his heart, but he wasn't too honest. The cheapness also accounted for a lot. This feeling is very good, and it puts Gao Feng in a good mood. . .

There were already a lot of people waiting in the square, and Fen Yue was standing in the front row. On the ground between them, pairs of rusty broken copper and iron were piled up randomly. These were the entire tribe. The steel found in it.

This pile of rotten iron heads weighed more than a ton, and they were all useless bits and pieces. Some slightly thinner parts were rusted, leaving only a small part in the middle. They were also wrapped in some solidified stones, and it was difficult to separate them from the middle. Come out, but the peak is satisfied, as long as there is iron.

In addition to Fenyue being personally designated by Gao Feng, the relatives and slaves also spontaneously selected their own representatives. The male representative was the oldest guy with a big frame and a thin body, but he stood very steadily and his eyes were clear. Very firm, Gao Feng could see at this time that this man was a tribal warrior. On the side of his neck, there was a black scar with rolled flesh, which showed that he was also a strong man who was born and died.

"I'm Talo, a disabled warrior from the original Bam tribe. I was chosen as the temporary leader by my slaves. If you have better personnel, you can replace me at any time..."

This outdated tribal warrior was quite humble. Before Gao Feng could speak, he took the initiative to introduce himself. There was a murderous aura that only soldiers could understand in his words. It was not aimed at Gao Feng, but emanated naturally. This person suddenly had some good feelings, and the same kind of people are the best to communicate with.

"All the iron tools that can be found are here?" Gao Feng looked back and forth at the pile of iron lumps in front of him with his hands behind his back. Fen Yue couldn't help but look at Ta Luo, who rubbed his hands awkwardly and said:

"Everything that can be found in the tribe is here, but we know that there are many ruins in the wilderness. It will take time and manpower..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyeballs popped out, and he and the others watched in amazement at the disintegrating and collapsing steel. These steel, rather than rust, melted quickly as if thrown into strong sulfuric acid. , Some of the steel bars embedded in the stone disappeared one after another, leaving only lumpy stones.

People with sharp eyes noticed the difference first. In front of Gao Feng, countless tiny particles were gathering, and the particles were suspended and stretched like a dark thick fog, changing shapes. After the first peanut-sized white metal appeared, Gao Feng's brows relaxed a lot.

Right under the eyelids of this group of people, a slender piece of steel that was as soft as noodles twisted and appeared, and as the volume increased, it slowly fell to the ground.

After landing, it still did not stop deforming, forming a curved steel. This weird thing has a half-curved handle, a cantilever like a recurve bow, and a sharp blade underneath. It looks like a weapon, but I don’t know No matter how you operate, even a sharp shovel can't kill people, because the angle is wrong, it's not as good as hitting people with a cantilever like a recurve bow. {.

This is the first time that Gao Feng has always used his ability to shape steel. He has tried to purify steel and forge what he wants before, but his ability is limited and he has been unable to succeed. Unexpectedly, after he became Xianfeng Jia Luo , It will be a success in one fell swoop.

What other people don't know before is Gao Feng's breakthrough point, the iron plow. The shape of this iron plow is a bit bigger than in the previous life. Unfortunately, Gao Feng has never touched it in person in the previous life. At most, he was just curious about it in the photos. Half of the scrap iron was used on this iron plow, and at least 60.00% of it turned into useless rust, but Gao Feng was not satisfied, and a pair of iron plows could not change any problems.

Folding his arms and rubbing his chin, Gao Feng pondered for a while, then snapped his fingers suddenly, and the remaining steel was shaped again, and a plowshare appeared after a while, just a simple plowshare, without shaking hands, without a recurve bow cantilever, The material only needs less than one-third of the previous one.

Now Gao Feng's brows were loosened, and he shaped a plowshare and a set of carpentry tools again, making Tu Luo and others look at the absurd scene in front of them as if they had seen a ghost.

"You continue to send people to look for ironware, as many as you want, and then find someone to build it out of wood according to the shape of this thing..."

Gao Feng stroked the plowshare he built, and said with a thousand sighs, a little excitement surged up in his heart, he finally figured out his ability, his ability was not born for killing, but was born for creation, although He suffered a bit during the battle, but in terms of construction, compared with the 3D printer in his previous life, it was simply the best tool for cheating.

No one could figure out why Gao Feng didn't enjoy women and delicious food in the gorgeous big room, why he didn't keep a straight face and maintain his majesty like other asylum seekers, but drove a donkey with strange equipment on his back How big and small are the hornets going to the fields?

Fen Yue has been by Gao Feng's side all the time, calling herself Gao Gao's confidant, while Tu Luo frowned at the plow on Gao Gao's shoulders, frowning and thinking hard, guessing the use of this weird thing.

Gao Feng used the hemp rope to connect the iron plow and the horn millet together in his spare time. When he arrived at a field of sandy dates that had not yet been plowed, he saw him insert the iron plow god deeply into the hard soil and shouted. He had been waiting for a long time. Fen Yue held the rope on the nose of Jiao Mi, and drove the Jiao Mi forward.

The strength of the corner millet is not small, and it quickly straightened the rope connected to the iron plow, which made many people whisper in surprise.

Gao Feng clasped his hands on the handles and stared at the limbs of the corner millet. He knew that success or failure depended on one move. If they succeeded, they would have formally mastered relatively advanced productive forces. would be too far away,

With a cry, the hornet pulled the rope that restrained it, and kept walking on the spot. Cultivating land is not something that any animal can do. It must have strength and obey the training. Under the crowd's watch, the iron plow remained motionless , so that they are all anxious, many people take the initiative to ask for the replacement of cornstarch, and let themselves pull it.

But Gao Feng was unmoved, and just drove the corners. He knew that the corners were not unable to pull, but were unwilling to pull due to the resistance behind him.

Gao Feng has never dealt with animals in his two lives. The only time he rode Yalala was running wild in the wilderness. Just suppress Yalala who submits to the strong.

But the horn millet is different. The horn millet looks like a big dog, with two extra horns, and eats grass. The horn millet that pulls the plow is carefully selected from hundreds of horn milles. Tall, with strong limbs, he can let a girl with a light weight ride on it, but Gao Feng just can't find a way to let the horny go ahead.

In order to please Gao Feng, Fen Yue has given up everything. Under the weird eyes of countless people, she gritted her teeth and pulled the horns of the horns, feeling extremely anxious, but the horns remained motionless, and she lowered her head to resist Fen Yue. little hands.

Every effort failed. It was no longer a matter of pulling the plow, but a struggle between Fenyue and Jiaomi. Fenyue grabbed the two long horns with both hands and fell backward with all her strength. Jiaomi lowered her head and tensed her body. , not only has no forward trend, but keeps retreating.

If it weren't for Gao Feng's presence, these relatives and slaves would definitely burst into laughter. In the boring wilderness, there are too few entertainment programs, and it is rare to see a good show. They have already forgotten the effect of the weird iron plow, just watching Fen Yue and Interaction between horn mites.

Ever since Gao Feng became Xianfeng Jia Luo, he has seldom used hands, but this time he also became angry. He wanted to chop up this disobedient hornet and boil it into broth. Walking up is like kicking Jiao Mi's ass.