Throne of Vientiane Civilization

As one of his core mantras, Zhou Xu is naturally very familiar with the 'Skeleton' mantra.

Not to mention this 'skeleton' mantra, he had obtained it twice. The mantra light emitted by an entire mantra light group was stronger than other ordinary mantra characters.

When a situation like this happens, Zhou Xu feels that even if his guess is not 100% accurate, it should be close to ten.

After all, it is impossible to tell whether some mantras have given him any benefits or not.

Taking the current situation as an example, thanks to the talent of his 'Evolutionary Leader' and the influence of the 'Skeleton' mantra, perhaps the bone strength and resilience of his people have indeed been strengthened to a certain extent.

But limited reinforcement is basically not felt in normal times, unless something corresponding happens, like now.

Below, Ye Jinghong was also amazed when he talked about this matter.

Zhou Xu, on the other hand, calmed down completely after a lot of thoughts.

"No need to make a fuss, this should be the blessing I recently researched taking effect."

Speaking of this, Zhou Xu's voice paused.

"Before, because it was still in the research stage, I wasn't sure whether this blessing could work stably, so I didn't mention it. Now it seems that it has already had a certain effect."

There is no doubt that this is just nonsense he made on the spur of the moment. Of course, it is his blessing, which is true, but this blessing does not require his research and development, and sometimes even he does not know what the effect is.

However, this method is undoubtedly very useful for Ye Jinghong and the others.

At that moment, the reverence in Ye Jinghong's eyes almost overflowed.

Needless to say, this incident quickly spread throughout the prairie village, giving Zhou Xu a new wave of prestige.

This wave of blessings is really important to them.

You know, in this era, there is not much difference between fracture and death.

Of course, they don’t have to die now, but that doesn’t change the reality that they have become ‘disabled’ to some extent.

In fact, not just soldiers, everyone has such worries.

Now that their leader's blessing comes, it is equivalent to giving them a reassurance.

After Ye Jinghong withdrew, Zhou Xu leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest. This state lasted for about two or three hours.

During this process, some things and jobs came to me.

Anyway, he would just maintain this state and deal with it, and no one would say anything wrong about him.

After two or three hours like this, Zhou Xu found that the soreness and swelling in his eyes had been greatly relieved. At least there would be no problem in seeing things with his eyes open normally.

However, calculating the time, it is obvious that the original plan cannot proceed as usual.

[It’s too late today, so just postpone it until tomorrow. 】

Just when Zhou Xu was thinking this, there was a knock on the door.

"Chief, Warrant Officer Silk is here."

"Let him in."

He summoned Hilke. Originally, he had plans today and did not plan to summon Hilke. But because of his eyesight problem, since he couldn't go out, he might as well just give him some things that he originally planned to deal with later. Earlier.

Just like the conversation with Silk.

"Silk, see the leader!"

"No gift."

While speaking, Zhou Xu got straight to the point.

"I called you here this time because I want to talk to you about the follow-up work arrangements of your tribesmen."

Hilke listened seriously below, while Zhou Xu neatly explained the entire arrangement to the other party.

"Prairie Village is essentially a military camp. Considering the environment, ordinary people are not suitable to stay here in Prairie Village, so I plan to have them move to another village in the rear for work."

Since his surrender to the present, Hilke has heard very little news about another village. Soldiers and villagers usually don't talk about it, so he always felt inappropriate asking him to ask.

Now that Zhou Xu took the initiative to mention it, Hilke suddenly became energetic.

"Chief, you mean another village?"

"Literally."

How can he explain this kind of thing?

"If you are worried, I will take you with me when I send them there later."

Silk wanted this.

"Thank you, chief!"

Zhou Xu nodded, and then his eyes fell on Silk's sword.

"Speaking of Hilke, is your sword made of metal? Logically speaking, since metal weapons can be forged, there should be craftsmen in charge of forging and metal ore in your village, right?"

"Reporting to the leader, the metals used in our village are handed down from our ancestors. We just melted them and recast them. As for the craftsmen, there were indeed some originally..."

Having said this, Silk's tone unconsciously became a little heavier.

Regarding this question, Zhou Xu obviously had no need to ask any more.

Silk took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his emotions, and regained his energy.

"But our swords are not forged by craftsmen."

Silk said as he handed the sword to Zhou Xu.

Since their leader was interested in his sword, it didn't matter if he showed it to him openly.

"Our swords are also passed down from our ancestors. There are twenty in total passed down to our generation, so we started with twenty elf knights."

When Hilke talked about this topic, his voice was inevitably heavy.

There were twenty elf knights at the beginning, but now, including himself, there were only ten left.

Listening to Silke's story, Zhou Xu held the hilt of the sword and exerted a slight force.

Along with a clear buzz, he felt a dazzling moment, and a silver sword edge suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Exquisite! So exquisite!

The sword was covered with dense patterns that looked like symbols or some kind of characters. The entire craftsmanship was unlike anything that could be done in this era, and he was fascinated by it.

[Could it be that this sword is a product of the old civilization? 】

[And this material is obviously not metal such as copper or iron. Is it steel? 】

As his thoughts were whirling, before Zhou Xu could ask a question, Silke, who was standing below, explained it first.

"The name of this kind of sword is 'Silver Steel Sword'. It is made of a metal called 'Mithril Steel'. As far as I know, 'Mithril Steel' is mixed with a kind of metal called 'Mithril'. It is smelted from rare metals and another metal called 'steel', and can effectively transmit our power to the sword."

"During the old civilization, this was the sword of our elven knights. After the destruction of the old civilization, these swords were passed down from generation to generation."