"Boy, the clothes are nice. You are the fifth lucky person to wear a special battle suit... Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Teacher Alexei. This is my identity card."
"Alexei? He took a punch and went to recover from his injuries. He is not here now. I guess he won't be able to come back for a while."
Putting his legs casually on the table, Shelly squinted his eyes and leaned lazily on the armchair, flexibly playing with a small dagger only as big as his palm with his right hand.
"No. 11, if you want to learn fighting, you can go to Room 1204, where they teach Sambo fighting skills."
"Sambo fighting technique?"
Xia Jie, who has never been exposed to Sambo fighting skills, naturally does not understand how much effort it takes to learn Sambo fighting skills. However, what Xia Jie knows is that it took him two months to learn the Systema fighting system, and now he is the best. What is lacking is time.
Whether it is mastering the shooting of three conventional weapons or medical first aid that requires learning a lot of common sense, it is most time-consuming.
For me now, learning a new fighting technique takes too long. This is why Reznov found out for himself and recommended directly knocking down three people and passing the test without any learning. After all, The Systema fighting system has already been studied and trained in Novis Concentration Camp, which is enough to be useful on the battlefield. There is no need to learn another fighting skill as the icing on the cake.
Four weeks total 28 days, which seems like a lot. Once you want to greedily learn six skills, time will soon become insufficient.
Even though it is only the fifth day that I have obtained two skill certificates, German is completely dependent on time travel plug-ins and cannot be counted as personal skills. The disguise and makeup box poison science learned from Teacher Anna is based on the chemical knowledge learned in the previous life. In addition, when I was a child and my mother forced me to give birth to a child, I passively learned some knowledge about makeup and dressing up. I was lucky enough to complete the assessment in four days.
On average, one of the remaining four skills must be completed every five days. This does not include the time consumed by actual combat training. If there is actual combat training for missions, it will definitely take at least one day to go back and forth. In this way There is even less time available.
In other words, if you choose to learn Sambo fighting skills, it will definitely affect your ultimate goal.
"Your knife is good, but it's a pity that you don't know how to take good care of it. Even the best knife is just a piece of dusty scrap metal in your hands."
Hearing this, Xia Jie took out the rusted dagger he had brought from the Novis concentration camp from the cowhide scabbard on his waist and asked humbly.
"I got this dagger by chance. I never had time to polish it... Do you know the origin of this dagger?"
After rolling his eyes, Shelly spoke without mercy.
"Are you an idiot? How can I know the origin of your dagger? To be precise, yours is not a dagger. It should be a short knife forged by a person, otherwise it will not be in one piece... Show me."
Xia Jie handed over the dagger, but Xia Jie didn't seem angry after being scolded. Instead, he took the initiative to come up and 'taste' the dagger along with the short-haired blond man.
"Your knife..."
After rubbing the rust on the blade, Xie Li, who was hesitant to speak, frowned and took out a palm-sized square whetstone wrapped in a strip of cloth from his trouser pocket.
He gently scratched the side of the blade twice with a whetstone. The dark red rust fell off the blade and fell to the ground. Seeing the faint patterns, Shelly's face became a little more serious and he lifted his legs off the table. Putting it down and pushing Xia Jie away, Xie Li placed the whetstone on the table with a piece of cloth on it.
After pouring a little water from the kettle on the table onto the whetstone, Shelly put the short knife on it and pulled it rhythmically in the opposite direction of the blade.
After just a dozen times of grinding, a thick red rust stain dripped down the oilstone onto the cloth strip. However, Shelly didn't pay attention to this at all. Instead, he directly poured the water from the kettle onto the polished side of the dagger. Rinse the cutlass in hot water.
Xia Jie was surprised to find that the blade beneath the rust stains actually had exquisite ancient patterns that were like enlarged snowflakes. They seemed to be much more delicate and mysterious than the cloud patterns on Japanese swords.
"...I have never seen a meteorite knife with this pattern. Your short knife seems to be made of extremely rare meteorite iron. I just don't know if it has been forged. Logically speaking, after forging Although meteorite iron can enhance the hardness, it will destroy the natural texture of meteorite iron, and there should not be such a beautiful pattern."
He gently touched the shimmering silver snowflake pattern with his index finger. Xie Li suddenly felt a stinging pain and retracted his finger. However, the torn index finger already had several inconspicuous scratches, and blood continued to ooze out. .
In the surprised eyes of the two people, the silver-white snowflake pattern seemed to have sucked blood. The blood gradually spread along the exquisite snowflake-like pattern. After the diffusion stopped, Shelly put his bleeding index finger up again, and in just a few seconds Within seconds, one side of the silver-white blade was completely covered in fine bloody patterns, alluring and full of evil energy.
After hesitating for a moment, Shelly put the index finger of his left hand up this time. However, the finger was not directly scratched like the last time. Instead, it 'slid' over very smoothly, without feeling much friction between the human body and the iron. friction resistance.
Putting down the strange short knife in his hand and looking at the index finger of his right hand that was still bleeding, Xie Li's face looked uncertain.
"No. 11, I have made a lot of knives, but I have never seen a meteorite knife like this. Even in the notes left by my grandfather, there has never been any relevant records. This knife has extraordinary significance. , is of inestimable value and should not appear on the battlefield at all. This is an extremely shameful waste..."
After hesitating for a moment, Shelly made a sincere request.
"Can I bear the pain and give up my love? I am willing to use..."
"no."
Rejecting the opponent without hesitation, Xia Jie grabbed the dagger and took two steps back, feeling a little more wary.
Just like a crazy man seeing the most beautiful fairy, for a knife lover, such a knife may be more important than his own life.
Xia Jie obviously understood this and was ready to fight in an instant.
Seeing Xia Jie's reaction, Xie Li smiled bitterly and raised his hands to show that he was not a threat.
"Sorry, maybe I was a little excited just now. I won't take it from you if you don't want to."
After a pause, Shelly said sincerely.
"I'm not as bad as you think, and I'm not allowed to do that here, don't worry.
Let's do this, you can learn sword skills from me, and I will teach you everything I can, and you can also get the corresponding sword skills certificate from me. As a condition, during the time you are learning, you will also How about you cooperate with me and let me study this magical short knife? "
Observing that Xie Li didn't look like he was lying in front of him, Xia Jie nodded and lowered his guard slightly. .
"Yes, but your research must not cause any damage to the knife."
After taking a look at the red side after polishing the 'blood sucking', Xia Jie added.
"Sharpening a knife doesn't count."
"Of course not. Even though I sharpened it a dozen times just now, it didn't cause any wear on the short knife at all. Remember, it's nothing!"
Seeing that Xia Jie agreed, Xie Li put down his hand and whispered in an incredible tone.
"And that's the real reason I want to keep this knife."
Staring at the evil blood-colored snowflake pattern on the side of the blade, Shelly picked up a handful of rust from the ground and twisted it casually.
The rust stains completely turned into powder.
"If I guess correctly, the rust on both sides of the blade is not caused by corrosion of the dagger itself. These rusts actually come from human blood.
By 'sucking' human blood, this meteorite iron dagger can form a protective film composed of blood on both sides of the blade, allowing the dagger to greatly reduce the friction on the surface of the blade in a short period of time, allowing the owner of the knife to It is easier to put the knife into the enemy's body and pull it out easily without any stress in the process. "
"But this doesn't mean that the source of rust is human blood, right? How could such thick rust come from human blood? Human blood doesn't contain much iron, so it's impossible for rust to accumulate to Such an exaggeration.”
Touching the severely rusted side of the blade, Xia Jie expressed his guess.
"The so-called 'blood-sucking' can only mean that the texture of this knife is very special. If it is so serious as rust, it should be because it was stained with blood but was not wiped clean. Poor maintenance caused the blade to rust..."
"No! It's definitely not what you said!"
Hearing what Xia Jie said, Shelly was a little excited.
"Give me the knife! I'll prove to you that I'm right!"
After thinking about it, Xia Jie handed over the short knife again.
There is still basic trust between people, and since this is a training camp, the other party should not really mess around.
Even if he acts recklessly, he still has room to react if he is alert, and he won't get stabbed directly.
After getting the short knife again, Shirley tremblingly placed it on the oilstone again and started polishing it.
Xia Jie saw with his own eyes that Xie Li stopped what he was doing after only grinding it four or five times this time.
The hot water from the kettle was washed on the blade, and a large rust stain disappeared instantly.
After sharpening it up and down a few more times, the pointed dagger, which was as long as an arm, was completely restored to its original breathtaking appearance, but it made a mess on the table and floor of the room.
But at this moment, the two of them couldn't care so much.
"Look, if it is really the corrosion of the blade itself, the two sides of the blade must be different. There must be one side that is more rusty and more serious. There will not be a situation where both sides are exactly the same due to corrosion."
After taking the dagger, Xia Jie was shocked to find that the two sides of the dagger were exactly the same. The blade was as if it had been measured with a ruler, without any uneven damage points. It was as perfect as if it had just been made.
Now not only the tip of the knife, but also the blade exudes a terrible deterrent.
The rust layer just now is like a 'paper shell' that has nothing to do with the knife, and it opens with just a push.
"Logically speaking, such a good knife should be polished and maintained by someone, so that it will not accumulate so much 'blood rust'. A situation like this should only exist when there is no opportunity to polish it and it will only be used temporarily.
The layer of blood and rust on the outside is so serious. This unpolished knife must have killed many, many people. No. 11, where did this knife come from? "
Recalling the cold iron cage of the Novus concentration camp, Xia Jie finally understood why such a thick layer of blood and rust had condensed on the surface of the blade, and why such a good knife was not discovered and collected by the people in the concentration camp. So many people After using it, it didn't go with anyone. It always lay alone in a tattered posture in the cold cabinet No. 21, waiting for me.
This encounter seemed like fate.
"It comes from Novis."
"Novis? Where is that place? Ah, she is so beautiful... By the way, No. 11, does she have a name?"
She didn't know where 'Novis' was. Although Shelly asked, she directly put the question behind her and unconsciously used the affectionate 'her' on a knife.
At this moment, Xie Li, who was looking at the meteorite iron dagger, could no longer hold anything else in his mind.
"No, I got this dagger by chance."
Xia Jie did not explain in detail what Novis Concentration Camp meant when it was not necessary.
After all, the appearance of this knife in the Novis concentration camp was definitely a coincidence, and there would definitely never be a second knife like this there.
'What kind of fucking luck is this? by chance? What kind of coincidence could pick up such a knife for nothing? '
Forcibly suppressing his jealousy to the point of going crazy, Xie Li enviously looked at the meteorite iron dagger in Xia Jie's hand and spoke with some reluctance.
"Then as her master, you have to give her a name. Please, No. 11, can you give her a nicer name? Otherwise she will definitely cry..."
Looking at Xie Li, who was clearly the one who came up with the name but was almost crying, hugging his thigh and begging, Xia Jie was so upset that he didn't know where to vomit.
Inexplicably, I have the feeling that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is.
But having said that, being able to turn a guy with his legs on the table and looking at people with his chin into such a graceless drug addict also made Xia Jie more aware of how precious the short knife in his hand was.
"It uses blood as a protective shell and can suck blood. How about...a vampire knife? Or a blood-drinking sword?"
"Blood Drinking Sword??? What kind of bullshit name is this??? Ahhhhh!!! Feminine! Be more feminine!!!"
To give such a beautiful woman such a vulgar name! Look! He doesn't love you at all! Why do you want to go with him! Please look at me one more time! Woohoo...No. 11! Ahhhh! ! I am going to kill you! I will definitely kill you! ! I want to take her back from your hands! "
Seeing Xia Jie who was already holding his legs like crazy and shaking Xia Jie, he confirmed that the other party didn't really want to kill him, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. (End of chapter)
