The voice system for a long time made a trembling voice: "This turns out to be a 10,000-ton piece of rare and precious metal."
Lao Huang jumped up excitedly: "That's great, Master.
I will immediately make you a cold weapon that is invincible on Blue Star."
A few hours later, Lao Huang came to Zhang Jinhai's dedicated Kunlun Ruins Hall, holding a black sword that was 0.9 meters long, 0.05 meters wide, and averagely thick, 0.002 meters in both hands: "Master, your sword has been made!"
Zhang Jinhai took it and took a closer look. He saw that the handle of the knife was made of pure gold, the back of the knife was 3 mm thick, and the blade was thinner than paper.
The entire blade is pitch black, has no bright luster, and is of matte type.
As for the weight of a single knife, Lao Huang explained that the weight of the Keng alone has reached 9 kilograms. Although it is on the heavy side, it is still relatively comfortable to use.
Zhang Jinhai danced a few times and felt it was still okay, so he asked: "Is there a place to test the knife?"
Lao Huang smiled and said: "I have prepared it for you a long time ago, please."
As he walked, Lao Huang introduced: "This is a tank, safe, security door, steel plate, and soft armor made by imitating the existing technology on Blue Star."
Zhang Jinhai held the handle of the knife with both hands and slashed downwards at the tank with all his strength.
There was only a soft "plop" sound, and the tank's protective steel plate had been completely cut open by the sword. The track fell to the ground with a "crash" sound, and the part hanging in the air shook slightly.
Zhang Jinhai said in surprise: "Cut through the tank with one knife? This is too exaggerated."
I slashed at the safe with a knife, and it was completely cut off. The steel on the fracture surface was more than 20 centimeters thick.
The security door only opened slightly and was cut in half.
Standing in front of the steel plate, Zhang Jinhai slashed with his knife. An astonishing scene appeared. The 1-meter-thick steel plate was easily cut open, and the cut section was like a mirror, and even the shadow of a person could be clearly reflected.
The front ones are all hard, but what about the soft ones? Can they be cut open?
Zhang Jinhai raised his knife and struck at the soft armor that Lao Huang had carefully prepared.
Not surprisingly, the soft armor was cut smoothly by the sword without any hesitation.
Zhang Jinhai put away his sword, cupped his fists and thanked Lao Huang: "Thank you so much, Lao Huang.
This sword is really convenient for me to use."
Lao Huang waved his hand and said, "Master, you don't have to be polite.
It is my duty to serve you."
Chen Daoyi came over: "Jin Hai, I have already contacted the Magic City Museum about your donation of cultural relics.
We'll go down and take care of this now.
So that it won’t get damaged if you leave it hanging around on your body.”
Zhang Jinhai couldn't help but laugh out loud: "If it could be shaken badly, it would probably be dead a long time ago."
Chen Daoyi originally just found any reason to urge Zhang Jinhai to hand over the cultural relics, but he didn't say anything to him.
The two came to the office of the director of the Magic City Museum, and the other party had already prepared a grand donation ceremony.
Zhang Jinhai rejected this arrangement: "Director, I want to donate these cultural relics out of patriotism for the country. There is no other reason.
But the origin of this batch of cultural relics is a bit tortuous.
It may need to be kept secret for a long time and cannot be displayed immediately.
Therefore, it is not suitable for publicity.
After you inspect the goods, just give me a note to receive the donation."
The curator looked at Zhang Jinhai, then turned to Chen Daoyi: "Isn't Jin Hai's formulation too simple?"
Chen Daoyi said with a smile: "He is a good boy, just listen to him. Just simplify everything and hand it over as soon as possible."
The curator asked: "Jin Hai, when will you bring the cultural relics here?"
Zhang Jinhai smiled and said: "I carry it with me. You can just take me to the warehouse where you store the cultural relics and give it to you."
The curator stood up and circled around Zhang Jinhai a few times: "Jin Hai, are you kidding me? You have nothing. How could your old classmate say you have more than a thousand cultural relics?"
Chen Daoyi couldn't stand it any longer: "Old classmate, everyone has some secret, I just give it to you.
You must not delve deeper into why he was able to bring so many cultural relics at once.
Otherwise, I will not dare to donate any good cultural relics to you in the future."
The curator showed a little apology on his face: "Yes, old classmate, you are right.
Jin Hai, don't worry. I will definitely keep it a secret for you.
Come on, I'll take you to the cultural relics collection warehouse."
The three of them walked for more than ten minutes and arrived at a huge basement.
Zhang Jinhai directly used his mind to bring out the cultural relics that needed to be donated and placed them on the ground.
The curator looked at these precious cultural relics that he had cherished so much, and now they have truly returned to the embrace of the motherland.
I couldn't help but burst into tears and burst into tears.
Chen Daoyi knew that this old classmate loved the cultural relics of his motherland as much as he loved his own life. Every time he saw an important cultural relic being lost overseas, he felt heartbroken.
Now that more than 1,000 valuable cultural relics have suddenly come back, they are all the ones that have left a shadow in his heart. He must miss them deeply.
So he took Zhang Jinhai and left quietly.
With so many valuable cultural relics, it is impossible to compile a transfer list in a day or two.
It’s better to find time to get the written donation procedures later.
The two returned to the "Proximity" spacecraft, and Zhang Jinhai asked Chen Daoyi: "Should we go to the Magic City for dinner tonight, or go to the Kunlun Ruins for a picnic?"
Chen Daoyi smiled and said: "Don't go to these two places, go to the Taklimakan Desert and see how your factory is being built.
Then find a place to have barbecue there.
How about it?"
Zhang Jinhai smiled and said: "Welcome, welcome. I am planning to ask you to guide the work one day.
It would be a good time to go today.
I called Dong Ran, Jin Ling, and Lao Huang to come and have a look together."
"Dong Ran, let's go to the Taklimakan Desert for dinner."
"Jin Ling, we're going to the Taklimakan Desert for dinner."
"Old Huang, let's go have dinner together. Come on."
After the five people gathered in the cockpit of the "Proximity" spacecraft, Zhang Jinhai silently recited "Taklimakan Desert Canteen".
As soon as Zhang Jinhai landed, he found the staff and arranged: "Help us prepare a sumptuous dinner for 5 people. Come back for dinner in 2 hours."
Robot Zhiyu has already come over: "Master, do you need to visit the new factory?"
Zhang Jinhai replied: "It is necessary.
But in such a large area, it is inconvenient for our Mr. Chen to fly.
Can your robot solve this flying tour problem?"
Ji Zhiyu replied: "What's so difficult about this?"
After issuing a series of instructions, 100,000 robots appeared in front of everyone and automatically regrouped.
After a few minutes, a huge smooth silver saucer-shaped aircraft was formed and stopped on the ground.
Robot Zhiyu walked in first: "Master, please come with me.
I will be your guide."
Zhang Jinhai took the lead and walked into this novel aircraft.
Duan Jinling was the most dishonest, looking here and touching there.
Chen Daoyi was cautious, fearing that something unexpected would happen.
Chen Dongran had already put on transparent steel armor to avoid accidents.