Mecha For All: The Death Scythe That Pierces The Starry Sky

Chen Mu looked at it for a long time, until he remembered the entire size in his heart, and then took the beak bone of the iron-winged bird, and observed it carefully for an hour, then closed his eyes, and kept planning the landing point of each knife in his mind.

Half an hour later, Chen Mu lifted the carving knife on the table.

The power of this laser cutter is extremely high, and the length of the throughput beam can be set according to personal preference.

Chen Mu controlled the beam of the carving knife to within one centimeter, then carefully picked up the mouth bone and started cutting.

This is a job that tests the balance of the hands.

Because the beak bone of the iron-winged bird is very hard, even with a laser cutter, it is very laborious to continuously polish it.

But if the force is too large, it will destroy the attributes formed by the entire fighting thorn.

With no other focus, Chen Mu cut this mouth bone inch by inch.

A full half hour.

Chen Mu's left hand holding the mouth bone didn't shake at all, and it cooperated perfectly with the carving knife.

However, it was the first time for Chen Mu to operate this kind of material.

The texture on the bone made Chen Mu's carving knife hesitate for a second, and eventually all the previous work was completely scrapped.

"How could this be?" Mu Junlan pinched the corner of her clothes worriedly.

However, compared to her nervousness, the faces of the other three were calm as usual.

"Very patient, what a nice boy." Ye Jingxuan sighed again in his heart: "The king of the mountain really gave birth to a good son."

The first failure did not stimulate Chen Mu, but made him more motivated.

Chen Mu rested for half an hour, but did not immediately perform a second polishing. Instead, he began to check the texture of the mouth bone, and took out the detector on the table to analyze it carefully.

"Don't be impatient, that's good. In battle, what you need most is calmness. A hot blood may burst out with higher combat power than usual, but it may also make people die very quickly."

Ye Jingxuan observed Chen Mu's expression, and then looked at Weah.

Compared to Chen Mu's talent in mecha driving, Weah's talent in fighting is also the best in the world, not one of them.

If such two people are combined, what kind of amazing performance will they bring to the outside world?

In Ye Jingxuan's heart, he couldn't help but look forward to it.

Weah watched Chen Mu's work quietly, very engrossed, as if it was a very interesting thing.

"There are only two materials left. Be careful." Chen Mu opened his eyes and picked up the second iron wing bird's beak bone.

This time, Chen Mu moved very quickly, and he didn't hesitate to strike with the carving knife, as if he understood everything clearly.

The trouble caused by the texture just now does not seem to be a problem this time.

Only after two-thirds of the progress, Chen Mu frowned, and he didn't make any more moves for a long time.

This scene made Mu Junlan's heart hang again.

Chen Mu maintained this action for a full ten minutes, as if there was something that bothered him very much.

Ye Jingxuan showed a clear look.

The tip part of the beak bone of the iron wing bird is the most difficult to polish, because there is a round crystal inside the tip part.

This crystal can make the mouth as sharp as a long sword, but it is very fragile, and it is very close to the outer wall.

However, if Chen Mu didn't ask, Ye Jingxuan would not take the initiative to answer.

He is waiting for Chen Mu to figure out a solution by himself.

At this moment, Weah, who had been silent all this time, stood up, walked straight to the other side of Chen Mu, picked up an ordinary carving knife, and then grabbed the mouth bone that Chen Mu failed just now.

Chen Mu put down the items in his hand and looked over.

Ye Jingxuan looked at Weah in surprise, because in his impression, Weah had never taken the initiative to deal with outsiders.

What does he want to do at this moment?

Weah glanced at Chen Mu, then picked up the carving knife and cut on it.

Under Weah's terrifying power, the incomparably hard mouth bone was continuously polished with a common carving knife.

Weah's hand is very steady, this is Chen Mu's first feeling.

The power of Weah is also an existence that Chen Mu can't understand.

But Weah's movements at this moment are as natural and smooth as a ding jie ox.

His carving knife cut along the texture of the mouth bone, as if the bone, which was harder than alloy steel, was just a piece of tofu.

Not a single mistake.

Until Weah put down these things, Chen Mu still kept repeating what Weah did just now in his mind.

It was an astonishing gesture.

And Chen Mu kept absorbing this experience that he had never been exposed to before.

After 10 minutes, Chen Mu, who had finished digesting, adjusted the carving knife to two centimeters, and then cut towards the mouth bone without hesitation.

...

An hour later, Ye Jingxuan carefully inspected the huge fighting thorn, showing a satisfied look.

"Very good, it seems that I have underestimated you. In the future, you can come here to polish more. Well, every time you finish one piece, I will give you 10,000 credit points."

"Wow, 10,000, 10,000 an hour, eight hours a day, 80,000, 240,000 a month, wow, Mu, you will become a millionaire soon." Mu Junlan cheered.

Chen Mu has black eyes.

God damn eight a day?

I'm going to die of exhaustion without seeing this one polished?

This is true, because although these are not very tiring for Chen Mu's physical strength, but the mental fatigue is very serious.

So Chen Mu immediately rejected Ye Jingxuan's proposal sternly and righteously.