nycdaug Chapter 15 Damascus Knife
Chapter 15 Damascus Knife
As soon as the sun broke through the horizon, Li Hao sensed something.
I got up, drew back the curtains, and stretched.
I could clearly feel the energy emitted by the sun being absorbed by my skin.
A wave of pleasure washed over me.
He lifted the axe in the corner.
"So light."
The axe that originally weighed 6 or 7 pounds now feels about 1 or 2 pounds in his hands.
Tension your muscles and feel the continuous power flowing through your body.
This power made him increasingly confident.
He left his room.
"Brother, I felt it!"
"My strength has really increased a lot!"
Li Wen excitedly brandished his axe.
He wielded the axe with great force and skill.
"Come on, eat this rat meat, and your strength will become even greater."
Li Hao handed a bowl of heated rat meat to Li Wen.
The two men stood on the balcony, bowls in hand, eating rat meat while looking down below.
Early in the morning, the area below was already packed with people.
It can be described as overcrowded.
Some people hadn't come down yet; they were all on the balconies, craning their necks to look down.
Almost every balcony was packed with people.
"Dude, there are so many people in the neighborhood."
"yes."
Li Hao glanced around; it was full of people.
This feeling made him feel like he was back in school, surrounded by people on the ground and in the corridors.
This is the first time I've truly felt that there are quite a lot of people living in this community.
The crowd below was divided into four groups.
Dawn was breaking, with Wang Hao at its center.
Centered around Old Master Huang, the surname Huang.
The property is centered around Liu Xueqin.
Centered around Zhao Meng, a group of young people in society.
Four groups of people, each carrying a weapon.
Some of them, like Li Hao and his group, were carrying axes.
Some were holding machetes.
Some were carrying iron bars or kitchen knives.
"Brother, look over there, that person is carrying a bow and arrow."
Li Wen pointed in the direction of the person with the surname Huang.
Li Hao turned his head and looked in the direction Li Wen pointed. He saw a man holding a machete and carrying a bow and arrows on his back.
"It seems this person is an archery enthusiast."
Li Wen smiled and said, "I just don't know how good your archery skills are."
After the two finished eating the rat meat, they did not go downstairs immediately.
Li Hao took a bottle of floral water and applied it all over his body. "Here, you apply it all over too."
"Okay." Li Wen took the floral water and applied it to his body as well.
There are many mosquitoes in the wild, so applying floral water can provide some protection.
"Bring several extra bags."
Li Hao put four layers of plastic bags inside the large plastic bag.
Li Wen also followed Li Hao's method, putting one bag inside another, and then putting four bags inside each other.
The reason for using so many layers is firstly for durability.
Secondly, if resources are abundant, the bag can be increased from one to four, allowing it to hold more items.
I also brought a few ropes to tie the straps, which I stuffed into my backpack along with the bag.
A large loaf of bread, a few kiwis, a lighter, and a bottle of water were put into the backpack.
Put on your backpack.
Only then did he pick up the axe and go downstairs.
The staircase also became lively.
Every now and then, two or three people would come downstairs, each one fully armed, carrying bags and knives.
Some people, like Li Hao and his group, also had backpacks on their backs.
As they went downstairs and passed a patch of greenery, the tabby cat suddenly darted out, bit Li Hao, and then quickly ran away.
"Brother, is it taking revenge?" Li Wen laughed.
Li Hao lifted his ankle and looked at it; there was no broken skin. "Maybe."
He was both amused and exasperated.
The arrival of Li Hao and Li Wen drew attention from some people.
"You ungrateful wretch, you heartless wretch!"
Li Hao and Li Wen looked over at the sound and found it was the mother and daughter who had fought over the kiwis that day.
They were particularly impressed by the sharp-tongued, bespectacled woman.
The woman wearing glasses grabbed her daughter's hair and slapped her repeatedly, her face full of ferocity.
"Slap!" The daughter slapped the woman hard across the face, pushed her away, and hysterically said, "Do you even treat me like your daughter? When I was little in the countryside, I was only eight years old, and you woke me up to wash clothes in the dead of winter."
I usually wear clothes that are gifts from others, while your brother's clothes are all new ones you bought for him.
In winter, you don't even have a decent pair of socks, and you don't care if you get chilblains.
You'll criticize me even if I eat just one more bite of vegetables.
Do you know that I don't even dare to eat a single piece of meat at home?
You treat me like a slave, not a daughter!
I no longer have you as my mother!
The daughter loudly accused the woman of what she had done to her, tears streaming down her face.
She wiped away her tears and walked towards Zhao Meng.
Several tattooed girls with dyed hair saw her crying and hugged her.
He comforted her, saying, "Xiaonan, it's alright, it's alright."
The woman wearing glasses chased after them, but they chased her away.
"A person like you doesn't deserve to be a mother. Get out!"
"Or we'll beat you up!"
The woman watched as the girls brandished sticks and retreated in fear.
Li Hao and Li Wen glanced at each other and then looked away.
The two approached Wang Hao's group.
At a glance, you can see some exquisite machetes and homemade shields laid out on the ground.
The machete has natural grain patterns.
Some patterns resemble feathers, while others resemble water ripples or flame patterns.
"Brother, these look like Damascus steel knives!" Li Wen stared at the several machetes on the ground and instantly fell in love with them.
"Yes." Li Hao was also surprised.
Unexpectedly, the machete Wang Hao mentioned was actually a high-end product.
He counted them; there were ten Damascus steel knives lying on the ground.
Every single one is different.
However, each one looks very high-quality just from the outside.
He was very tempted.
No man can resist a good knife.
Wang Hao walked over enthusiastically, "Haha, you're here! Come, come, take a look at this Damascus steel knife."
"Why are there so many?" Li Hao asked.
Someone had already picked up a Damascus knife from the ground. Li Wen picked up two, keeping one for himself and handing the other to Li Hao.
Li Hao took it; it was nearly a meter long, and felt much lighter than the axe in his hand.
Wang Hao explained, "Our company happens to have a knives enthusiast who loves collecting Damascus steel knives, and they specially contributed them this time."
"Yes, that's him."
Wang Hao pointed to a burly man next to him.
The man was also holding a Damascus machete.
He stroked the Ma Dashi leather knife in his hand and said to the crowd.
"This is my collection of eleven years, one knife a year, and each one is an absolute masterpiece."
"Mine is the best one here, with a total of 150,000 layers."
150,000 floors!
Everyone was surprised.
"How much is it?" someone asked.
"150,000."
This caused a stir among the crowd.
A knife that costs 150,000 is indeed expensive.
Li Hao glanced at the Damascus steel knife in his hand. The blade was decorated with feather-shaped patterns, was entirely black, and was already sharpened.
This is a machete, perfect for chopping.
He swung it around, finding it much easier to use than an axe.
He glanced at the knives in the other people's hands and asked, "How many points would the best one here cost?"
"Besides the one Zhang Jingfeng has, the best one here is the one you have," Wang Hao said, pointing to the Damascus steel knife in Li Hao's hand.
"This one has 50,000 fewer stacks than his, only 100,000 stacks, and requires 10,000 points to redeem."
Li Hao put the axe on the ground, held the Damascus knife in his right hand, and took out a list of items he had compiled the night before from his pocket with his left hand. "Can you help me see how many points these items can be exchanged for?"
Wang Hao took the order and glanced at it; his expression immediately turned to surprise.
"I didn't expect you to have acquired so much stuff in such a short time."
He sighed inwardly, realizing he had underestimated Li Hao.
"Hahaha, I knew I hadn't misjudged you."
"Wait a moment, I'll have someone calculate it."
Wang Hao took the form, walked up to a girl next to him, and handed her the form.
"Mengting, calculate how many points can be redeemed here."
"Okay, Brother Wang."
Zhou Mengting pressed the calculator, carefully converting each number one by one.
Finally, write down the points redeemed on the form.
Wow, so many points!
She was surprised and couldn't help but steal a glance at Li Hao before handing the form to Wang Hao.
"Brother Wang, it's all settled, here you go."
Wang Hao took a look and exclaimed, "Wow, there's quite a lot!"
There are a full eight thousand points.
This makes him the first person to do so among all those who exchanged the currency.
"I've figured it out, take a look." Wang Hao handed the form to Li Hao.
Li Hao took it, and the two brothers immediately noticed the words "eight thousand points".
Li Wen said, "Brother, 8,000 points are still not enough to redeem."
The weapon that Li Hao had his eye on cost 10,000 points.
Unless you switch to a knife with fewer points.
Seeing Li Hao hesitate, Wang Hao stepped forward and addressed everyone:
"I know these Damascus knives require a lot of points, and you don't have enough. To make the best use of them, we can lend them to you temporarily on credit. You can pay us back when you have enough points."
"I want one on credit, I want the best one."
Before Li Hao could speak, a man next to him shouted loudly.
"I want to buy on credit too. I've got my eye on this one this brother is holding."
"Me too, I want the best one."
Several men stepped forward, all eyeing the Damascus machete in Li Hao's hand.
Since you can buy on credit anyway, it's best to buy on credit if you want.
Wang Hao had anticipated this situation and said to everyone, "With so many people, let's use a lottery system. Whoever draws the winning number will get credit first. This is the fairest way."
Although he had a high opinion of Li Hao, as the leader of Dawn, he had to be fair and just in order to win over the people.
"I object!" a man shouted, brandishing a Damascus steel knife.
This surprised Wang Hao and the others. Wang Hao looked at him and asked, "Why are you against it?"
The man looked at the Damascus steel knife in Li Hao's hand and said, "Such a good knife should be given to someone who knows how to use it. Besides, these knives are so heavy that ordinary people can't use them at all."
I believe this sword should be given to whoever is the strongest; only the powerful deserve to wield it.
He looked at everyone present and asked loudly, "Do you agree or not?"
"agree."
"agree."
None of the men vying for the Damascus steel knife had any objections.
They are all quite confident in their own strength.
Even if they lose, they will accept defeat wholeheartedly if they lose to someone stronger than themselves.
I believe that a good knife is best used by a strong person so that it can achieve its full potential.
Someone asked, "Then how do we determine who is the strongest?"
A man carrying a kitchen knife pointed to a stone table next to him, "There's a stone table over there. Let's have an arm wrestling match. Whoever is the strongest gets to use this knife."
"good!"
No one had an opinion.
Wang Hao was happy to see everyone make their own arrangements.