The End of the World: Start with a Book, All Superpowers Depend on Reading

The sun rises in the morning, and the sea is calm and peaceful.

Several warships are slowly approaching the sea.

"Fujiwara-san, I didn't expect that we would arrive several hours early."

Fukuda Kota stood at the bow, holding the fence and pointing at the distant coastline with high spirits.

From last night to now, there has been no harassment from any powerful sea beasts.

At most, there are only two or three third-level ones.

This has accelerated the fleet's sailing speed a lot, and it arrived at the coast of the Magic City a few hours earlier.

"There are no high-level mutant sea beasts in this sea area, and the journey is relatively smooth."

"We must pay special attention to the sea beasts on land. It is very likely that those powerful sea beasts are all on the shore."

Fujiwara Naoto's face has also improved a lot. The smooth sailing also avoids the loss of soldiers.

"Don't worry, our soldiers are very elite. It is not a problem to land and occupy an area from there."

Fukuda Kota pointed to a direction of the coastline and said with a smile.

"You want to recreate the Yinshan landing battle?"

"Yes, it doesn't matter where you land, why not follow the footsteps of our ancestors?"

"That's good, the military's battle plan also avoids the densely populated areas of the Magic City."

"With our limited numbers, we can't face so many zombies in the Magic City directly, and avoiding their sharp edge is the best choice." Fukuda Yuta talked freely.

"While there are few mutant sea beasts in this sea area, let's speed up!"

Fujiwara Naoto nodded in agreement. Although Fukuda Yuta was a little arrogant, he was able to become a sea general, and he also had a strategic vision.

With Fukuda Yuta's order, several warships that were sailing slowly gradually increased their speed.

An hour later, six warships squeezed out the abandoned ships at the Yinshan District Port and docked at the shore.

The Japanese superpowers, who had been impatient for a long time, jumped off the warships one after another.

Pounced on the port.

The battle was about to break out, with more than a dozen fourth-level superpowers leading the way.

The zombies at the port were no match for them.

What surprised this Japanese psychic unit was that they had been advancing within a kilometer.

They did not encounter a fourth-order mutant creature.

There were also very few third-order mutant creatures.

There were very few survivors within this kilometer.

There were only a few survivor teams with no more than ten people.

Fujiwara Naoto had not expected this situation.

When he ordered to leave survivors, these survivor teams had been killed.

"Mr. Fukuda, let the soldiers clean up the nearby community. Let's settle down first."

Fujiwara Naoto frowned and said helplessly as he looked at the corpses in front of him.

"Well, after a few days of sailing, I am indeed a little tired."

Fukuda Kota stretched his body, turned around and whispered a few words to a first-class sea captain beside him.

Clean up the zombies, move supplies, and tidy up the habitable rooms.

Although these Japanese psychics were unhappy, they also faithfully carried out the orders.

Only five or six civilian fourth-level psychics continued to explore the surroundings carelessly.

…

In the Cloudtop base, the ninth floor of the library.

Wang Mingyang paced and thought beside a meteorite workbench with three corpses on it.

The fifth-level fire alien species has become a skeleton, and there are still wisps of red flames between the bones.

The fifth-level earth alien species is yellowish earth and its body is as hard as stone.

The sixth-level speed alien species, half of its head and one arm have disappeared, and have disappeared in the space collapse.

However, its only remaining arm is connected to a bone knife, which is still extremely sharp.

Wang Mingyang plans to use these materials to make some handy weapons.

He has space blades, so he has no shortage of them.

But can he give them to others?

Although the meteorite horizontal knife is very strong, in order to exert its full power, it must be made of meteorite gold.

That will result in an extremely exaggerated weight.

Ordinary psychics can't swing it at all.

Take Mo Bei for example, he is only using a horizontal sword coated with a layer of meteorite gold at the moment.

A horizontal sword made of pure meteorite gold will limit his flexibility.

In the Cloud Top Base, only Fatty and some third-level power members can easily control it.

Not only the bodies of these three alien zombies.

In Wang Mingyang's mustard space, there are also many bodies of fourth- and fifth-level mutant sea beasts.

Many mutant sea beasts have extremely sharp claws and spikes.

Or use highly defensive scales.

Wang Mingyang has been thinking about how to combine these things with the meteorite gold from outer space.

After a while, he had some ideas in his mind.

A black space blade emerged from his fingertips and cut towards the arm bone of the flame skeleton.

Then he grabbed the arm.

Wang Mingyang took out another egg-sized meteorite gold from outer space and cast the sun's golden flame to burn it.

A few minutes later, the meteorite gold from outer space and the arm bone of the flame skeleton began to melt.

Wang Mingyang brought the two together and used the casting master's ability to shape and forge them.

A moment later, a sharp three-edged military bayonet was formed.

(I always thought this weapon would be great for piercing the head!)

The whole body was black and glowed with gold stars, which was the embodiment of meteorite gold from outer space.

However, the three blood grooves were faintly glowing red, which was the fire power of the flame skull.

Wang Mingyang opened the space portal and stepped into it.

In a residential area in Shuicheng, Wang Mingyang stepped out.

After searching the area carefully, his figure flashed by.

The next moment, he appeared in front of a third-level bronze-armored corpse.

Wang Mingyang controlled his own strength and only showed the strength of an ordinary third-level corpse.

The military dagger in his hand pierced the hardest skull of the bronze-armored corpse.

With a puff, the military dagger pierced in without any hindrance.

What's more peculiar is that with the infusion of Wang Mingyang's attributeless energy.

This military dagger actually derived a flame spike.

It directly penetrated the entire bronze-armored corpse, and a fierce flame burned from its interior.

In just a moment, the bronze-armored corpse died.

The whole body exuded a burnt smell.

The flame had burned all its interior, and it turned into a burnt corpse visibly.

"The attack power is not bad!"

"The sharpness of the meteorite gold from outer space is still there, and this flame spike is also at the level of the fourth-level primary."

Wang Mingyang pulled out the military dagger and nodded with satisfaction.

The military dagger is of moderate weight, which is very suitable for non-power-type psychics like Mo Bei.

Even for the speed-type psychics of the third-level Yan Zinan and Lu Xiulan, Wang Mingyang could use it without any pressure.

Without wasting any of the third-level crystal core, Wang Mingyang teleported directly back to the Yunding base.

There were still a lot of materials, and he could make a few of these three-edged military bayonets.

Moreover, some members of the Yunding combat team did not like the horizontal sword too much.

Instead, they preferred long weapons such as spears.

The Mo Dao used by the fat man was very open and closed, and was also loved by many combat members.

It was rare to take some time out today, and Wang Mingyang was going to customize some handy weapons for the top-ranked combat team members.

It was also a reward for their heroic fighting.

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