Last Totem Novel - Chapter 89
Chapter 89 Nostalgia
Tie Zha immediately got up and stared vigilantly at the old man who called himself the guardian of Iceland, Robin Xilo. After the old man introduced himself, he stopped talking and stared at Tie Zha. The old man and the young man confronted each other for a long time, but in the end, the young man couldn’t hold his breath and took the lead in speaking.
“Since you call yourself the Icelandic Guardian, why do you allow a bunch of adults to bully a little girl? Why do you allow the interest rate to increase thirteen times in a year and a half?” Tie Zha asked. In his opinion, the guardians should maintain the basic order here just like the Tieshan Town police chief. In addition, the strength that this old man displayed was not something he could deal with, so he had to find a reasonable excuse to kill.
“This is an Icelandic rule. It hasn’t changed for hundreds of years.” The old man replied calmly.
“The rules here are crueler than those in Tieshan Town, Sand City, and anywhere I’ve ever been!” Tie Zha said plausibly. Lena had taught him to stand on the side of reason as much as possible in front of people with status.
The old man stared at Tie Zha and suddenly waved his hand. A white light passed by Tie Zha’s side. With a “shua” sound, waves of air surged out. Looking sideways, a shallow scar appeared on the ground, extending from the side of his body all the way to the sea.
The old man stroked the edge of the sword and said to himself, “Her name is’ Deep Sea Attachment ‘, which symbolizes the identity of the guardian of Iceland.” Then he looked at Tie Zha and said in a deep voice, “If anyone can take her from me, they can make the new rules of Iceland.”
“Young traveler, if one day you have such strength and want to do something for Iceland, come and find me.” With that, the old man turned his wrist and the blade of the sword reflected dazzling sunlight. Tie Zha instinctively reached out to block …
After the strong light passed, he saw clearly that the old man had disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared before. After a moment of daze, he turned his head to look at the mess on the ground. The reformed man was still half kneeling on the spot, as if he was frightened and didn’t dare to move at all. The other three sturdy men stared blankly at Tie Zha, neither daring to step forward nor daring to leave.
Tie Zha quickly regained his senses, picked up two bloody money bags beside the red-scarf man’s corpse, and then turned around to leave. Just as he was about to board the ship, he seemed to recall something. He turned back, opened his money bag and counted 15 gold coins, and threw them on the unconscious clerk. After that, he returned to the boat and shouted to the dumbfounded Feng Yun, “Let’s go! Let’s go!”
“Wu …”
A moment later, accompanied by the melodious whistle, the Big Dipper slowly left the harbor and sailed towards the far north …
There was still a long way to go from Iceland to the snowy ice field, and it would take about a month.
The next morning, Tie Zha brought Tie Ling to the kitchen and made her the first request: “Eat!”
Adequate food must be eaten every day, no less than three pieces of cheese bread and a kilogram of meat. However, there seemed to be no need for Tie Zha to worry about this. Although Tie Ling looked thin and weak, he ate without any ambiguity. He ate even more than Tie Zha and chased after the short and fat chef and captain, Feng Yun.
After breakfast and half an hour of rest, Tie Zha took Tie Ling to the deck and made a second request: “Exercise!”
The goal is 500 push-ups, 500 sit-ups and 2,000 rope jumps a day.
Standing at the side, Feng Yun made a suggestion, “In fact, mowing the floor is also a kind of exercise.”
Thus, Tie Ling’s goal was to drag the deck, five hundred push-ups, five hundred sit-ups, and two thousand rope jumps every day.
“Actually, learning how to handle food is also a compulsory course for girls.” Feng Yun added.
“Yes.” Iron slag nodded in agreement.
“Actually, pulling a cable isn’t bad either. It can train your arm strength.” “Yes.” “Oh right, I still need to learn how to swim. In the future, I’ll swim three thousand meters a day in a safe area in the shallow sea.” “Yes.”
Tie Ling stared blankly at Feng Yun and Tie Zha discussing her exercise plan, her gaze seemingly filled with fear.
“This is your future goal. You don’t need to do it immediately.” Finally, Tie Zha explained, and Tie Ling subconsciously patted his chest.
After making the arrangements, the iron slag returned to the cabin and flipped out everything. One by one, it was placed on the bed, on the ground, and began to count …
In terms of materials, there were more than 300 compressed biscuits, 23 standard canned meals, 2 high-polymer batteries, 6 portable lithium batteries, 5 flashlights, 1 fuel lamp, 396 shotguns, 3 fragment grenades, and 1 flash grenade.
There were only two Mellin bullets left, and they were already loaded into the barrel of the gun. These special explosive bombs were very difficult to sell on the market.
In terms of equipment, one straight machete, one double-barrel shotgun, one McLynn left wheel, one single-barrel shotgun, one iron plate, two waterproof military uniforms, and one locomotive.
[Alice is not an item or equipment, Alice is an intelligent creature] Hearing Tie Zha’s voice, the front of the red comet lit up, and Alice’s hurried voice sounded.
“A motorcycle.” Tie Zha expressionlessly repeated.
[As you wish, my captain …] Alice’s voice was evidently drooping.
“A beautiful motorcycle.” Iron slag added.
[Thank you, my captain]
After counting the items, Tie Zha came to the mechanical cabin at the bottom of the ship with a steel plate and a single-barrel shotgun. The Big Dipper was powered by an old sailor named Amp and a youth named Doudou.
Amp, in his fifties, is a mechanic who drifts on the sea all year round, mainly responsible for the maintenance of the ship’s engines. Doudou was An Pu’s assistant. When he first boarded the ship, the sailors felt that this white youth would definitely not do anything except pay.
In the end, Doudou showed his outstanding talent for machinery for a period of time, and very quickly won Old Amp’s praise. He accepted him as his disciple and brought him along to help him fight.
“Brother Tie, why are you here?” Seeing the iron slag descend, Doudou excitedly greeted him. While wiping the oil off his hands with a rag, he invited the iron slag to sit in a corner.
At the corner of the wall was a half-tin oil bucket with a ceramic tea set on it and small chairs welded with iron bars on both sides. This corner was their master and apprentice’s lounge, which could be used to receive guests. Feng Yun would come down to drink tea and chat with Old An Pu whenever he had nothing to do.
After sitting down, Tie Zha took out a steel plate and a single-barrel shotgun and gave a brief explanation. He prepared to cut the long side and the wide side of the steel plate into triangular tips and weld the handles to make a straight chopper. In addition, he wanted to refit a single-barrel shotgun by sawing short/barrels, modifying the loader, and converting the 125 cm long single-barrel shotgun to 80 cm long.
Upon hearing their conversation, Old Amp came out of the boiler and went straight to the oil barrel. He picked up a single shotgun and studied it carefully for a while.
‘”Mm” Old Amp muttered, “This is a Wasteland Heavy Industries copy of the Winchester M1887. It can be shortened to about 80 centimeters, but I personally don’t recommend changing it to manual filling instead of automatic loading.” When Tie Zha asked how to change, Old Amp suggested, “The butt of the rifle is shortened, the barrel is cut off, and the lever is shortened to 103 centimeters.” After Tie Zha agreed, Old Amp picked up the shotgun and said, “Leave the gun to me. You guys can make your own steel blade.” Then he left.
Then Doudou moved to the flywheel machine, put on the grinding plate, and began to cut the steel plate. The steel plate was five centimeters thick and, according to Feng Yun, the seller had removed it from the tiger mecha, making it extremely hard and tough. After massaging for half a day, the two of them polished seven or eight pieces of grinding blades. Finally, they cut a corner of the steel plate and turned it into a knife tip.
“This thing is really hard.” Tie Zha scratched his hair, unable to imagine what the old cow had done before.
“This is good stuff.” Doudou looked at the silver-white section of the steel plate and said, “This is Tibetan steel. It is the top grade steel in industrial products.”
“Is there anything special?” Iron Slag asked.
“It’s said that it was dug up from other planes. Only the Central Continent can refine this kind of steel.” Doudou pointed at the lines on the cut surface and said, “Look here, the lines on this steel are very strange. Even if it dissolves and reforms, there are still these lines.”
“What benefits do you have?” Tie Zha doesn’t know anything about this.
“These patterns will cause the density of the steel to be uneven, but this is a good thing and will make the steel tougher.” Doudou explained.
“Is this kind of hidden steel the best?” Tie Zha asked.
Doudou shook his head and explained. Tibetan steel is not the best metal material, but it is more productive and is generally used in high-end machinery, such as tiger and zero mecha. As for the best metal materials, they would not normally be used in mecha.
The Black Profound Iron from the Mountain Range, the associated Gold Essence from the Spirit Stone Crystal Mine, and the Secret Silver from the Alpha Plane were the best metals currently available. They were mainly used to make psionic power armor.
“You know a lot.” Iron slag sighed.
“I studied this major at school.” Doudou replied modestly.
“Come, help me see what kind of material this is made of.” As he spoke, Tie Zha pulled out the machete from his back and handed it to Doudou.
Doudou had barely taken it when he almost fell to the ground. This saber was too heavy. He had to put in a lot of effort before he could hold it with both of his hands. After carefully examining it for a while, he said with uncertainty, “This … this seems …”
“What is it?” Iron slag asked.
“I’m not sure … Brother Tie … don’t blame me if you’re wrong …”
Doudou looked hesitant. Tie Zha frowned and ordered, “Just say it!”
Doudou replied obediently, “It seems … it seems to have been smelted from all sorts of miscellaneous iron … look at this place … it seems to be a little rusty …”
Tie Zha grabbed the straight machete and put it back on his back, saying, “Whatever materials he has, he can cut people.”
Next, the two of them continued to polish the steel plate, preparing to cut at one side. However, this secret steel was too tough. The two of them didn’t even finish polishing the prototype until supper time. Looks like it’s not something that can be solved in a day or two.
The two of them discussed for a while and decided to go to the restaurant to eat first. The rest of the things would be settled tomorrow. When they arrived at the restaurant, Tie Zha didn’t see Tie Ling and asked the others. One of the sailors told him that Tie Ling had been exercising and fainted.
Tie Zha hurriedly rushed to the cabin and opened the door to enter. Tie Ling was curled up on the bed, like a cat taking a nap, sleeping soundly …