Gou Zai Gaowu Shijie Cheng Shen

Chapter 5 Secret Sword Technique (Please continue reading)

"Whoosh!!"

The loud popping sound gradually subsided.

A massive, rectangular, dark blue transport ship, defying the laws of physics, was docked at the airport.

"Transport team! Hurry up and unload this batch of supplies!"

"Xu Feng! Liu Chuan! Bai He, hurry up and keep up!"

"coming!"

Xu Feng and his group climbed into the transport vehicle, which hummed as it approached the transport ship.

Then came a period of hard labor involving carrying things.

Each box of goods weighed nearly 200 kilograms, and Xu Feng and his team had to carry at least two boxes each time they moved them.

That makes it 800 jin!

With his physical abilities, he would have been a strongman in his previous life.

But here, they are just low-level porters and laborers.

Just then, another triangular fighter jet landed.

There was a sudden commotion among the airport's logistics staff.

Xu Feng put down the goods in his hand and looked up. He saw a young man in a dark black combat uniform getting off a bronze triangular fighter jet.

Behind him were six martial artists who looked like students, each wearing the uniform of Tianyue Martial Arts University.

Although it's called a school uniform, it has the defensive capabilities of a basic combat uniform, and a single set costs several hundred thousand.

And this was a free school uniform directly given to Wuhan University students by the school.

Xu Feng felt a pang of envy.

It wasn't that they were envious of the combat suit, but rather that they had their eyes on that bronze-colored, triangular fighter jet that looked like it was made of bronze.

"Wow, isn't that Zhao Feng, the third-year genius of Tianyue Martial Arts University?"
Wow, he already has a bronze-level fighter jet in his junior year?
Xu Feng, we're both called "Feng" (枫), so why is there such a huge difference between us?

Baihe, a porter standing nearby, said with a smile and a sigh.

"Hey, don't underestimate a poor middle-aged man. When we're rich in the future, we'll buy a 'Bronze Fighter' too, and I won't let you ride in it then."

Xu Feng turned around and smiled jokingly.

Upon hearing this, the group of workers all burst into laughter.

"Hurry up and move them quickly. I'll treat you to drinks when I have some free time later."

at this time.

The foreman waved his hand, urging impatiently.

Xu Feng withdrew his gaze, picked up a box, and something stirred within him.

Can a "bronze" fighter jet traverse dimensional realms and freely travel between Earth and the sinkhole world?

He clenched his fists tightly.

"Ah!"

Xu Feng slung the box over his shoulder and strode toward the transport vehicle.

Six pm.

Having finished his day's work and received his daily wage, Xu Feng quickly slipped away to the trading area.

"Boss, how much is this mutated armored beef?"

"199 per jin, a great tonic for qi and blood, how many jin do you want?"

"Ahem, I just wanted to see how much this snake blood fruit costs?"

"56 yuan per jin (500g)".

"Give me two, uh, just one."

"okay."

After buying his things, Xu Feng turned around and entered "Tianyue Old Collection Center".

"It's you again." The shop owner clearly recognized Xu Feng, glanced at him, and said with a smile.

"Boss, business is booming. I'll pick out two broken communicators."

Xu Feng wasn't annoyed and smiled as he spoke.

"You can fix it?" The shop owner remembered the equipment Xu Feng had brought last time and immediately asked again.

"Yes, we can repair Weihua Mate 940 models, but we don't have any other models in stock right now."

Xu Feng smiled slightly and didn't say anything more.

The shop owner nodded and lay back down: "Fewer people use the 940 now. It's on the shelf in the back. Pick one yourself."

By the way, there are security cameras in the store. Anyone who steals will be fired. You know the rules.

"I know," Xu Feng replied with a smile, placing a pile of fruits and vegetables he had bought on the front desk. He then quickly picked out four communicators.

Three 940s, and one more advanced 945.

"That's 2600 in total, but I'll give you a discount, how about 2500?"

The shop owner said with a smile.

"Huh?" Xu Feng didn't believe the other party would be so kind.

He immediately checked the equipment in his hand again, and after confirming that it was only slightly damaged, he said, "Thank you, boss. I need some more parts." The shop owner smiled and moved closer to Xu Feng, saying, "That's easy to do. Let's discuss something. We can cooperate more in the future."

I told you before that the secondhand recycling price was one thousand, right?
If you want to cooperate in the future, I'll give you 1200, just consider it as a 600 repair fee, how about that?
My delivery service is very reliable, and I accept all types of packages. You should consider it.

"Okay, that's great. But if I take things from you, you'll have to give me a discount."

Xu Feng didn't care whether they would actually cooperate in the future; he just agreed to it first.

"For example, the wholesale price, taking the 940 model as an example, is five hundred."

"Five hundred is too low, it's basically equivalent to selling it as scrap metal, 550."

"500? It's just 50 yuan. Boss, you run such a big business, why would you be short of 50 yuan? There will be plenty of opportunities to cooperate in the future."

"Okay, then, 500 it is. It's settled then. From now on, I'll get priority for the equipment you repair."

"Okay! It's a deal!"

I walked out of the shop.

Xu Feng smiled, revealing a long-lost relaxed smile.

Regardless, although the price is lowered here, it's still a stable channel, much more stable than selling on my own.

If I can't sell the remaining equipment myself later, I can sell it back to the store without losing money.

In high spirits, Xu Feng turned and went to the butcher shop, where he bought a pound of Liejia beef, a highly nourishing cut of beef that replenishes qi and blood.

Then, satisfied, he walked home.

Go home, wash vegetables, and cook.

When Xiao Dan returned from school, she was shocked to see the stir-fried beef on the table. She looked at Xu Feng as if she had seen a ghost.

"Dad, are you sick? How can our family still afford beef?"

"First, I'm not sick. Second, eat your food. Third," Xu Feng paused, looking at Xiao Dan, "I'll repeat myself, I'm not sick!"

After dinner.

Xu Feng hummed a little tune and pulled two books out from under the bed.

One book is called "The White Wolf Blade," and the other is called "The Secret Blade Technique."

Both of these books were tucked among those electronic technology books, and they looked very new, clearly indicating that the original owner hadn't flipped through them much.

The reason Xu Feng found these two manuals was because he believed he needed at least one way to defend himself.

After all, the strange bird that attacked people that night had not yet been killed, and the continuous deaths would definitely cause panic.

At that time, he will not only have to be wary of mutated creatures, but also people.

Especially in this godforsaken place, how can a person not have some means of self-defense?
The original owner couldn't learn it because she was too stupid.

And he is intelligent and has a good physique.

However, after reviewing the sword technique, Xu Feng set it aside.

It's not that he doesn't want to learn, but that he can't learn.

This sword technique requires a minimum of 180c in health points, just like the requirement for applying to Wuhan University!
Xu Feng opened the panel and glanced at it; it read 173cm.

Wow, it went up by 1 point.

But it's still quite far from 180.

So he focused his attention on the last flying knife manual, titled "The Secret Knife Technique".

To put it simply, throwing knives is something anyone can do; there's no barrier to entry, but mastering it is very difficult.

That would suit Hsu Feng quite well.

As for throwing knives, the original owner had included three in the manual.

It looks like it was handcrafted from some kind of junk alloy, and it's obviously worthless.

After a brief study, Xu Feng combined his previous dart-throwing techniques and quickly learned to throw the knife quite skillfully.

"Duh duh duh!"

He threw three knives in quick succession, each one missing its target.

Xu Feng touched his nose, and under Xiao Dan's bewildered gaze, walked to the wall and retrieved the throwing knife from the wall panel.

Unconvinced, Xu Feng returned to the doorway, which was five meters away.

Adjust your posture, raise your arm, and then swing it.

"Duh duh duh!"

The three throwing knives missed their target again.

But this time, Xu Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.

Because this time the miss was much closer than last time.

"Come again!"

Xu Feng sheathed the knife again, then raised his hand and flung it out!

This time.

The throwing knife flew out with a "whoosh" and instantly hit the outermost five rings!
"yeah!"

Before Xu Feng could cheer, Xiao Dan jumped up first.

　I'm eagerly awaiting your reading of the new book!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)