magazine "Hunter's Bow" — Who still queues at hunting stores in the apocalypse? Make your own bows and arrows, save money to buy the next issue of "Hunter's Bow"!
Effect: Unlock recipes to craft bows and crossbows!
Details: Max level 75, different levels can craft weapons of different qualities (refer to last time)
(Each weapon level is refined to correspond to Quality 1 ~ 6)
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magazine "Amusing magazine" — One man's trash is another man's treasure!
Effect: Unlock recipes to craft wrenches!
Details:
— Wrench: magazine Level Lv4 -- Lv25
— Ratchet: magazine Level Lv26 -- Lv50
— Impact Driver: magazine Level Lv51 -- 75
(Each weapon level is refined to correspond to Quality 1 ~ 6)
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magazine "Hammering the World" — Who says reading a magazine can't satisfy the desire to smash things?!
Effect: Unlock recipes, improve the quality of crafted Sledgehammers!
Details:
— Stone Sledgehammer: Lv1 -- Lv10
— Iron Sledgehammer: Lv11 -- Lv35
— Steel Sledgehammer: Lv36 -- Lv75
(Each weapon level is refined to correspond to Quality 1 ~ 6)
Then it's the next one… Oh, another "Hammering the World".
Shawn only suddenly remembered here that when he added points to 'Skull Crusher', there was a description that it would increase the probability of finding "Hammering the World".
Because if you really want to say it, 'Skull Crusher' is actually the exclusive skill for Sledgehammer weapons.
It can not only improve combat power, but also increase the probability of obtaining "Hammering the World" and hammer weapon parts.
The two "Hammering the World" magazines right now should have come this way.
Thinking of this, Shawn clicked use four times in a row.
Instantly, the four magazines in his backpack turned into light spots and disappeared from the grid.
Currently, Shawn's magazine levels:
"Hunter's Bow" Lv10 — Can now craft traditional bows of up to 'Quality 6'.
"Amusing magazine" Lv5 — Can now craft wrenches of at least 'Quality 1'.
"Hammering the World" Lv10 — Can now craft Stone Sledgehammers of up to 'Quality 6'.
"Good, good, good." Shawn stroked his non-existent beard, only wanting to laugh out loud.
The Stone Sledgehammer he was using right now was only the lowest Quality 2 Sledgehammer.
"Find a place to make a hammer, wood, plant fiber, stones…"
Although his right arm injury had not fully healed, Shawn couldn't resist, gripping the Sledgehammer with his left hand and heading downstairs.
There were many corpses on the second floor, and even more piled up like a small mountain on the first floor.
These were Walkers that Shawn had hammered down the stairs.
When Shawn came down, there were still two or three stuck on the spikes of the 'Spike Trap', stubbornly baring their blood-stained teeth at Shawn.
Shawn, of course, didn't let a single one go, collecting all of them for experience.
He was now Lv22, and the number of Walkers he needed to kill compared to Lv1 had increased several times over, so he had to kill more Walkers.
Looking at the sunlight streaming in from outside, Shawn was in a great mood, carrying his hammer happily as he walked out the door.
But just as Shawn's right foot stepped out of the church door!
A chill came directly from the side, and all the hairs on Shawn's body stood on end in an instant!
Before he could even put away the smile on his face, Shawn felt a strong sense of deadly threat!
Like an ice dragon with blades all over its body, it was now whistling towards Shawn without reservation!
It was an almost subconscious reaction.
Shawn's left hand made a move, and the giant hammer, like a small knife, was twirled by Shawn in a flourish, striking directly at the side of his face!
Clang--!!
A buzzing sound, similar to metal collision, rang out!
The smile on Shawn's face receded, and he twisted his head like a wolf looking back, glancing to his side, coldness emanating from his eyes.
"What's up, just because my right foot stepped out the door first, you're going to give me a beheading?"
Before the attacker could react, Shawn's left hand directly applied powerful force, and with an intersecting movement, he brought the long blade in her hand to his feet.
The blade sank into the ground, its tail flickered slightly like a bee's wing.
It was just one encounter, and the opponent was still ambushing, but the victor was already clear!
"The strength is too weak, is it a woman?" It was then that Shawn tasted it.
Not long ago, he had just fought a horde of Walkers, so he didn't care who the newcomer was just now, Shawn subconsciously used all his strength.
Plus, the opponent's strength was not strong enough, which is why the winner was decided in just one encounter.
And… perhaps the opponent had not expected that Shawn could unleash such powerful strength.
But regardless of man or woman, Shawn gripped the giant hammer tightly and swung it back directly.
Swish--!
The giant hammer danced, swift as lightning, powerful and strong!
Even though he was wielding the hammer with his left hand, the force generated was not weaker than his dominant hand in the slightest!
The giant hammer moved from bottom to top, emitting the sound of bones shattering the moment it touched flesh.
Hiss--!
Blood flew!
And at this moment, he finally managed to look up.
First, he met the woman's eyes, which stood out especially against her all-black leather attire.
Shawn scrutinized her, and she was staring back at Shawn.
What kind of eyes were these?
If there was a blade in the world that could cleave mountains, then the woman's gaze at this moment was the edge of that blade.
Filled with aggression, mixed with self-defense, and a hint of loneliness buried deep beneath.
"Her eyes hold the condensed shadow of the entire apocalypse…"
For some reason, as Shawn looked at her, this thought inexplicably popped into his mind.
Just as he had seen earlier, the woman was dressed all in black leather.
Form-fitting clothes, boots for easy movement, a dark cloak stained with blood draped over her, and a long white scabbard on her back…
The woman stood sideways, simply standing coldly in place, looking at Shawn, yet it was as if she was silently screaming at everyone.
"Approach, and die!"
Blade Sister
Behind her, there should have been two emaciated Walkers, bound by chains, with their arms and lower jaws removed.
But because Shawn's hammer strike had been dodged by the woman just now, it had struck one of the Walkers bound by chains behind her.
Meeting Shawn's gaze, the woman slowly raised both hands, glancing sideways at the 'Iron Thorns' on the giant hammer, which were covered in Walker blood clots.
"I thought you were a Walker, that's why I attacked."
Listening to the woman's explanation, Shawn suddenly came to his senses and put away the giant hammer.
Although Shawn had only met the woman in front of him for the first time in this apocalypse, she was an indispensable character in The Walking Dead storyline, and one of the individual combat power ceilings in the plot.
Blade Sister — Michonne Grimes, as many fans would call her.
Because although her name was not explicitly mentioned in the show, her future husband was named Rick Grimes.
"You struck me with a blade, but didn't hit; I struck you with a hammer, but didn't kill you."
"Consider this life one you picked up yourself."
Hooking the long blade with the giant hammer, Shawn held the long blade horizontally in front of Michonne's face.
"Thanks."
Without being coy, Michonne coldly uttered a single word, and re-sheathed her blade.
However, seeing Shawn able to lift the Stone Sledgehammer with one hand and unleash such powerful strength, a hint of surprise still flashed across Michonne's face.
"The man in front of me is unbelievably powerful." Michonne looked at Shawn, thinking to herself.
"Why are you here?"
Shawn looked at her in confusion, not expecting his luck to be so good, to meet Michonne in a randomly chosen village.
"I heard a bell ringing here from a distance."
Michonne peered into the church, and it wasn't until she saw the small mountain of Walkers piled up that the undisguised astonishment appeared on her face.
She turned her head to look at Shawn.
"I just didn't expect anyone to still be alive."