Chapter 16 Jing Yuan and Homemade Spear

Jingyuan stared at the broken bamboo pole in front of him, unable to do anything.

He thought too simply. He thought that by tying a kitchen knife to a bamboo pole, he could make a barely usable melee weapon, but he didn't expect that the bamboo pole, which was tanned yellow, was so fragile.

Just trying to shorten it a little bit, it crackled and exploded.

As expected, a thin bamboo pole won’t work, so I still have to find a solid wooden stick.

It would be great if this was a rural area. In a rural area, there would be farmland, and if there was farmland, there would be agricultural tools. It wouldn't be so troublesome. Just find a hoe, sharpen the tip of the hoe, and then you can hoe the zombies' heads hard.

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It's a pity that this is the center of the city. Which city person would have nothing to do and keep shovels and hoes at home?

Ordinary city people can only find one kitchen knife at home, and it is difficult to find other useful knives.

I really want a machete for killing pigs, or an ax for splitting trees.

The ax is right, the fire ax!

Jingyuan remembered that there was a fire hydrant in the corridor, and there might be a fire ax inside.

He jumped up excitedly at the thought of this possibility, held a candle, slightly moved the bedside table holding the door, creating a gap for him to pass through, and walked out sideways.

The fire hydrant and the elevator were in the same wall, and the seal on it had long been torn off. When he opened the small red door, he found that there was no fire ax inside, only water pumps and water guns.

Even the water pump had been smashed, the cracked pipes were empty, not even a drop of water could be seen.

Also, the fire ax is considered a controlled knife after all. How could it be placed in a fire hydrant that can be easily pulled open? Even if it was there, it would have been taken away by someone long ago.

People who are fleeing will take away anything useful. An ax is very rare and useful to people in the city. Who would leave it behind?

Jingyuan closed the fire hydrant door in disappointment and walked into the room, but as he walked, he suddenly came back and stopped.

This time, his eyes focused on the water pipes.

Following the smashed water pump, there are galvanized steel pipes one by one, and the connecting parts are yellowed white soft plastic. They form the tap water system of this building.

One section of the water pipe is about 1.5 meters long. Except for the water pipe connected to the water pump, which is very thick, the rest of the water pipes are about the same thickness as a sugar cane, and some are even thinner.

Isn’t this a high-quality iron rod?

The inside of the water pipe is hollow, just enough for the handle of a kitchen knife to be inserted and stuck. In this way, doesn't he have a homemade machete?

Go ahead, I'm so smart!

Jingyuan hurried back to the room and took out the rusty crowbar.

The candle was placed on the ground. He used brute force to insert the tip of the crowbar into the soft plastic interface. After finding the support point using the leverage principle that elementary school students know, he pried the water pipe out.

The crowbar, which had been in disrepair for a long time, made an overwhelmed wailing sound, rust powder fell rustling down, and with the harsh sound of gold and iron bending, the water pipes and the crowbar began to deform and bend.

Finally, with Jingyuan's unremitting efforts, a water pipe was unplugged.

The poor crowbar was bent at 45 degrees and could no longer be used. Jingyuan threw the crowbar, which had completed its glorious mission, into the fire hydrant.

I'm sorry, Mr. Crowbar, please rest quietly here. You have worked very hard. Miss Plumbing and I will bear your burden and survive together.

Jingyuan mentally mourned for Mr. Crowbar, whom he had only been with for a long time, and returned to the house carrying the newly pried water pipe.

Xiaobai excitedly came to his feet to breathe. Jingyuan put the water pipe on the ground, and the 1.5-meter-long water pipe touched his chest.

As long as a sharp knife is welded to one end of such a long galvanized steel pipe, it can be used as a spear or machete, ensuring that he can fight zombies at a safe distance.

Jingyuan was wondering whether to stick a flat kitchen knife and use it as a machete, or a sharp fruit knife and use it as a spear.

To kill zombies, you have to cut off their heads or destroy their brain tissue.

If you use a kitchen knife to chop a zombie's neck, the blade will curl after just a few cuts. However, if you use a spear to attack with a thrust, the sharp tip of the spear will penetrate the brain from the eye area and stir, so it will not cause much damage to the blade.

After comparison, Jingyuan felt that the practicality of the spear was far better than that of the machete.

But there is a prerequisite, that is, he must stab accurately. After all, he can only cause damage by stabbing the zombie's eyes. Even if he is strong now and can pierce the zombie's weak temple with brute force, the damage to the knife will be too great.

There is no way, who told him that now he only has the barrel of the gun but no tip.

He planned to try out the accuracy first. It would be a joke if he spent a long time making the spear but ended up not being able to use it.

Well, he put the candle on the coffee table and stood two meters away.

Xiaobai squatted at his feet, exhaling and tilting his head to look at him.

Jingyuan closed his eyes, raised his left index and middle fingers between his eyebrows, and made a pose.

Men, who doesn’t dream of being a hero? Anyway, the audience only has one puppy, no one can see it, and no one can see the shame.

You can be your truest self when you are alone.

He imagined that he was Changshan Zhao Zilong, holding a silver-white spear in his hand, and his armor and cloak fluttering in the wind behind him.

"I am Changshan Zhao Zilong!"

"Death to the rat!"

He shouted loudly and shot out his gun like a dragon.

The water pipes trembled and buzzed!

This gun pierced the sound wave, and before the gun arrived, the fire was extinguished.

A wisp of white smoke floated out from the other end of the water pipe. The candle on the coffee table was motionless, and the burnt candle wick had been removed to the tip of the gun.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!

Even Jingyuan is surprised by his current physical fitness.

Darling, this is too fierce

If he takes this power to go to the Three Kingdoms, he will become one of the five tiger generals, and maybe even Lu Bu Dianwei can compete with him.

"Yuan, I was born at the wrong time." Jingyuan was too involved in the drama.

"Woof!"

Xiao Bai seemed to scream because the light suddenly disappeared.

"Don't worry, we'll light the fire right away."

Jingyuan took out a lighter, and the flame of the lighter illuminated the cotton wick that he had stabbed. The crack was smooth, as if it had been cut with a knife.

It's so awesome, it could even be on a variety show.

With his skills, he would have no problem using a spear.

After relighting the fire, he enthusiastically took out a slender fruit knife.

The wooden handle of the knife was a bit larger than the opening of the water pipe, so he sharpened the handle with a kitchen knife and stuck it in. In order to ensure that the "tip of the gun" would not fall off during the fight, he pulled it out from the bed board in the bedroom.

Several long nails, using bricks as hammers, were driven into the connection between the water pipe and the knife handle, and finally tied tightly with hemp rope.

In this way, it was very strong. He relied on his own craftsmanship and ingenuity to create his own spear.

"Ha ha!"

Jingyuan laughed a few times and waved his spear wildly a few times, as if his childhood dream had come true and he had truly become an unparalleled hero.
Chapter completed!