The End of the World: Start with a Book, All Superpowers Depend on Reading

It took a whole day to remove the threat of system punishment.

The next afternoon, Wang Mingyang invested 10,000 reading points and merged several casting abilities.

Finally, he created a passive ability of a B-level casting master.

When forging weapons, he can better fuse materials to improve the toughness and sharpness of weapons.

It is equivalent to a human-shaped steelmaking and quenching machine...

Wang Mingyang's previous metal control ability could only change the shape and structure of steel, but could not fundamentally change the properties of steel.

It's like he couldn't turn pig iron into high-carbon steel.

But the casting master can do this!

In simple terms, it can make the metal controlled by Wang Mingyang more tough and sharp.

The power of metal control has been comprehensively improved!

If he controls a flying sword with the current metal control and then competes with Gong Zhan more than ten days ago.

I'm afraid that even if Gong Zhan uses his diamond body with all his strength, he will be pierced through.

Now, it's hard to say, after all, Gong Zhan is already a senior third-level.

With the help of the casting master, Wang Mingyang was more adept at making weapons.

A bunch of embroidered spring swords were inserted in batches on the hillside, flashing cold light under the sunlight.

The tip of the embroidered spring sword was slightly curved, which was obviously different from the Tang horizontal sword.

Wang Mingyang was going to equip the people in the villa area with Tang horizontal swords so that they could distinguish them at the first time when facing the survivors in the military shelter.

These embroidered spring swords were all standard ten kilograms, and under the compression of the metal control ability, the blade was seventy-five centimeters.

Wang Mingyang slightly modified the handle so that it could be held with both hands and turned into a two-handed sword.

In this way, the whole sword was nearly one meter long, which was very conducive to chopping and fighting.

After all, these swords were made for those with superpowers, and it would be better if they were a little longer in the battle with zombies.

There was no need to worry about the weight at all, with the awakened superpowers and the nourishment of the energy of heaven and earth during this period.

These people were not small in strength, and it was just right to swing a ten-kilogram weapon.

Gong Zhan customized a weapon alone, and Wang Mingyang thought about it.

A two-handed Miao Dao was specially made for him.

Anyway, this guy is strong, so it is not a problem to swing it with one hand.

It just weighs more than 50 kilograms, and the whole knife is more than 1.2 meters long.

It took an afternoon to make 5,000 weapons.

Wang Mingyang took a short break and made Tang horizontal swords again.

By the way, he also made a special weapon for himself. The whole horizontal sword weighs nearly 100 kilograms, and the blade is about 1.2 meters long.

This is the result of Wang Mingyang's full use of metal control and casting master superpowers to compress this sword crazily.

A heavy Mo Dao was made for the fat man alone. This guy has been eating well recently, and the energy conversion superpower has greatly enhanced his strength.

It is almost close to Wang Mingyang's physical strength.

As for the others, they are all about one meter long Tang horizontal swords, with weights ranging from 2 kilograms to 20 kilograms.

Most of the survivors in the villa area have not awakened superpowers.

However, some have awakened the power enhancement superpower and can use heavier weapons.

Wang Mingyang also planned to let those ordinary people who had not yet awakened go out to fight.

It was impossible to just eat and wait for death...

As for whether people would die, this was not within his consideration.

These people had already passed the initial dangerous period of the apocalypse comfortably.

Now it was time for them to feel the atmosphere of the apocalypse battle. Otherwise, do you really think that you can live safely by repairing the walls every day?

After everything was done, it was almost time for dinner.

He crushed a wooden pigeon and said a few simple words.

The illusory pigeon soared into the sky, disappeared into the void and flew towards the north.

Wang Mingyang put all the weapons that filled the hillside into the mustard seed space and walked towards the luxury house halfway up the mountain.

He could trade with the military district at night.

Another large amount of crystal cores came in.

Well, it was great...

No need to work hard to kill zombies, let alone dig in the pile of corpses.

Although, this job has always been done by Taoist Li.

At least you should feel sorry for him...

There was a faint green smoke rising near the gate of the villa area.

The survivors who were responsible for cooking had already set up a big pot.

During this period, Wang Mingyang was too lazy to find gas tanks, coal and other things for them.

Anyway, there were enough furniture in the villa area, and it would be a waste to leave it there.

After the survivors formed a team and went out, let them bring some back by themselves.

You can't let him, the king of the villa area, do everything!

If anyone dares to make such a request, Wang Mingyang will probably just chop him with a knife...

On the top of the mountain behind the villa area, a wisp of black smoke flashed out, and Hou Jun's figure appeared on a big tree.

Hou Jun frowned and looked at the villa area below the mountain.

During this period, no trace of Wang Mingyang and others has been found.

This made Sun Jian a little impatient, and all his third-level strongmen were lined up.

Spread to the surrounding suburbs for search.

With a hint of doubt, Hou Jun turned to the vicinity of Yunhu.

The green smoke below the mountain showed that there must be someone here.

But there were no zombies or survivors in the villa area.

Hou Jun frowned slightly. With his eyesight, he could clearly see the situation at the foot of the mountain.

Several women came out of a villa, holding food such as rice and flour.

In the villa yard, several large pots were placed on a makeshift stove.

"There's a lot of food, are you still cooking in the yard?"

Hou Jun muttered to himself, his eyes moved slightly, and he looked not far away.

A tall wall about ten meters wide rose from the ground, and more than a dozen machines were slowly operating.

On the wall, there were still many figures busy, looking very enthusiastic.

"Huh?! So many people, and they are very organized?"

"Is this wall...trying to stop the zombies?"

Hou Jun whispered, and after a tour of the entire city, the survivors here can be said to be the most organized.

Most of the survivors in the city fought on their own.

A small number of them could organize dozens or hundreds of people, but most of them were listless and sloppy.

How could they have the mind to engage in such engineering construction.

Hou Jun's heart suddenly became curious.

How did these people organize themselves? It seems that this organizer is quite capable.

Hou Jun is ready to try to contact them, maybe he can introduce them to Commander Sun.

But the next second, a metallic reflection hidden in the shade of the giant trees attracted his attention.

A luxury house on the hillside can be seen faintly between the mountains and forests below.

The huge metal dome showed through the leaves, which made Hou Jun's pupils shrink.

"This is..."

Although Hou Jun had never been to the luxury house on the hillside in Yunhu Villa District, he had heard of it.

This discordant scene made Hou Jun's heart move.

In peacetime, how could someone build such a large dome just to wrap up the villa?

Thinking of this, Hou Jun turned into a wisp of black smoke and rushed towards a big tree under the top of the mountain.

The figure emerged on the branches of the big tree. Hou Jun hid among the lush leaves and took out a small telescope from his pocket.

A few hundred meters away, the mesh metal dome was clearly visible.

Through the mesh holes, Hou Jun even found that in the courtyard of the luxury house below, a little girl was gradually turning into a firebird.

"Transformation ability?!"

Hou Jun was stunned. This little girl actually awakened the ability to transform.

And it was a transformation with the power of fire.

This was almost the same as Pei Biao's black tiger transformation.

The next moment, a figure came into view, causing Hou Jun to tighten his grip on the tree trunk.

"Finally..."

"I found you!"