On that day, Mi Ziwen killed the spies of the Wei Dynasty. Someone from the Wei Dynasty came to rob the court and fell into an ambush by Mi Ziwen.
In that battle, many of Mi Ziwen's men used weapons that were forged by Zhou Shu himself.
It was also that time that Zhou Shu's golden bell broke directly from the first level to the sixth level.
The reason why they had such an effect was not because they killed enough people, but because there was a feedback at that time, which was different from usual.
Under normal circumstances, a kill caused by the Zhanma Dao will give Zhou Shu two years of feedback on his cultivation.
But at that time, among the series of feedbacks about two years of cultivation, there was also feedback about doubling the cultivation level. At that time, Zhou Shu felt a little strange.
But a series of events later made him almost forget about it.
If it hadn't been for the black-robed assassin this time, he probably wouldn't have been able to remember that incident for a while.
"This black-robed assassin is a first-class warrior. The Embroidered Spring Sword killed him, and the feedback he got was better than before. At that time, the feedback that the Golden Bell's cultivation level doubled was also because someone used the Zhanma Sword to kill the first-class warrior.
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Zhou Shu thought to himself.
After reasoning for a while, he was almost certain that this should be the truth.
"It seems that the feedback given by the Divine Weapon Atlas is different between killing ordinary people and killing high-level warriors. Could it be that the higher the cultivation level, the more feedback the Divine Weapon Atlas will give?"
Zhou Shu guessed that he felt this should be the truth, but there was no way to verify it now.
"Whatever, no matter how much feedback there is, I don't mind it."
Zhou Shu might as well not worry about this problem.
Anyway, all the weapons he forged have been handed over to Mi Ziwen and equipped to the army.
How many kills they will cause is no longer something Zhou Shu can control.
"You said fine, why can't you think about it? So, it's very dangerous outside, so don't run around."
Zhou Shu looked at the body of the black-robed assassin on the ground and thought for a moment. He then raised the Xiuchun knife and destroyed the wounds on the black-robed assassin's body.
Then he ignored the body and continued towards the capital.
Destroying corpses and eradicating traces is not something he is good at. There are no conditions for destroying corpses and eradicating traces here. No one around him saw him killing people, so what if the corpses are left here? Anyway, after being discovered, someone will deal with it.<
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Not long after Zhou Shu left, at the place where he and the black-robed assassin had just fought, a dark wind blew, and a black-robed man dressed similarly to the black-robed assassin appeared there.
When the newly appeared man in black robe saw the corpse on the ground, his pupils shrank and he snorted coldly.
"Sure enough, they still haven't let down their guard." The man in black robe said to himself, "The owner of a small workshop is surrounded by expert guards, but the others...it seems that they need to be quiet for a while."<
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The man in black robe flicked his sleeves, and a line of black air fell on the corpse on the ground. With a squeaking sound, the corpse seemed to be corroded by poison and disappeared on the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It wasn't until the body completely disappeared that the man in black robe lightly stamped his feet, and then suddenly disappeared, as if he had never appeared.
If Zhou Shu could see this scene, he would definitely realize that it was not that Mi Ziwen misjudged the cultivation level of the fish that slipped through the net, but that the assassin he met was not the real fish that slipped through the net!
Fortunately, he did not see this scene, otherwise, he would not be the opponent who really slipped through the net.
Now the fish that slipped through the net suspects that he is protected by a master, but it is because of a strange combination of circumstances. In a short time, he will not attack Zhou Shu again.
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Zhou Shu rushed all the way to the capital and handed the Xiuchundao to Sun Pingping.
Sun Pingping was busy with the expedition and had no time to spend more time with Zhou Shu. Zhou Shu didn't take it seriously, put down the embroidered spring knife and left.
It was getting late, and although the gates of the capital were not closed yet, Zhou Shu still felt a little uneasy when he thought of the assassin who had arrived, even though the assassin had been killed for some reason.
To be on the safe side, he did not return to the Weapons Division's workshop overnight. It would be safer to wait until dawn before returning to the workshop.
Zhou Shu didn't know many people in the capital, including Sun Pingping, Yin Wuyou, Ma Fengzhang, and perhaps Cheng Wanli, who could be counted on one hand.
Among them, perhaps the only one who can be considered a friend is Sun Ping Ping.
Sun Pingping is busy now, so of course I can't disturb him. If I want to stay overnight, why don't I look for Yin Wuyou?
Isn't that nonsense? Whether it's the Ouchi Imperial Palace or the Princess's Mansion, he can't just stay overnight.
Ma Fengzhang and Cheng Wanli?
Zhou Shu’s friendship with them has not yet reached that stage.
"Is it possible that I have to stay in an inn?"
Zhou Shu stood on the street. The imperial capital was the imperial capital. It was already dark, and the streets were still lively. There was no curfew at all.
"Besides the inn, there seems to be another option..."
Zhou Shu felt his heart pounding. Thinking about it, he was really a little excited.
The next moment, he touched his pocket and felt a little discouraged.
All his property was used to build Workshop Zero, and even the meeting gift Yon Ziwen gave him before was used by him to pay off his debts.
Now, his pocket is cleaner than his face. He can't even afford to stay in an inn, not to mention staying in Mianhuasuliu.
When he came over in the evening, he didn't expect to stay in the capital, and he didn't even bring a penny with him.
At that time, how could he have imagined that he would encounter an assassin on the road?
"Although I don't know where the feeling of danger comes from, going back to the workshop overnight is obviously not a good choice."
After getting the visualization of the true form of the Five Mountains, Zhou Shu felt that his spirit had always been in an extremely lively state.
This bad feeling may not be groundless.
He had already been injured in the previous fight with the black-robed assassin. If he encountered another assassin, it would be very dangerous.
Therefore, Zhou Shu would rather live on the street than take that risk. In comparison, life is the most important thing.
"How can we say that we are a person with status, how can we go to an inn and get a credit card?"
Zhou Shu thought to himself, why is he still trapped in the thinking of his previous life and can't stay in a hotel without money?
This is not the earth, this is Daxia!
How can I say it myself? I am an official. An official as big as sesame seeds and mung beans is no longer an official?
Is it okay to go to an inn and stay on credit for one night?
After figuring this out, Zhou Shu immediately stopped panicking. Once his mentality changed, he became very excited.
After being in this world for so long, he has never seen the night view of Daxia.
On the brightly lit street, Zhou Shu walked leisurely.
The night market in Daxia is naturally incomparable with the night market in the previous life on Earth, but it does have a different flavor. Although there are not so many varieties, Zhou Shu is still very interested in shopping.
"Master Zhou, my master has invited me."
Zhou Shu was standing at a noodle maker's stall and looking at it with enthusiasm, when suddenly a voice rang in his ears.
When he turned around, he happened to see a middle-aged man wearing a brocade suit looking at him.
When the middle-aged man saw Zhou Shu turn around, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
He said please, but there was not much respect on the middle-aged man's face, but a sense of arrogance.
"Who is your master?"
Zhou Shu frowned. In this busy city, the opponent should not be an assassin. If the assassin dares to attack here, Zhou Shu only needs to hold on for a moment, and Daxia's masters will come.
For Zhou Shu, unless the third-grade master takes action, he can hold on for a while anyway, so he is not afraid of anyone taking action against him here.
It's not that easy for a third-grade master to sneak into the capital. Do you really think that the Second Demon Slayer Army and the Divine Catcher Division of Daxia are just for free?
"You'll know when you go there."
The middle-aged man said, keeping the please gesture unchanged.
"I won't go because I'm pretending to be a ghost!"
Zhou Shu said simply and neatly.
After saying that, he continued to walk forward.
The middle-aged man's face became very ugly, and he said coldly, "Master Zhou, do you know whose invitation you rejected?"
"I don't know, and I don't care." Zhou Shu said without turning around, "I have no interest in people who hide their heads and show their tails."
"Do you know that if you offend my master, you will never have a place in the Forging Department?"
The middle-aged man took two quick steps to keep up with Zhou Shu's pace, lowered his voice and said coldly.
"My master wants to meet you because he has a great opportunity for you. Don't you fail to appreciate it!"
The middle-aged man spoke threateningly.
Zhou Shu was laughed out of anger. He had never met such an arrogant person in Daxia for so long, even when he was a weapon-casting apprentice.
Threaten me?
Do you think I, Zhou Shu, are scared?
"That's really a pity." Zhou Shu said, "I am so ignorant that I have no place to stand in the army? That's good, I really want to see how you are going to make me have no place to stand.
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With Zhou Shu's talent in forging weapons, as long as Yin Wuyou is not a fool, it is impossible for him to be kicked out of the Weapon-Forging Department.
If the Chief Sikong of the Weapon-Forging Division doesn’t say anything, who can deny himself a place in the Weapon-Forging Division?
"You——"
The middle-aged man's face turned red, and his fingers pointing at Zhou Shu were trembling with anger.
"Master Zhou, do you really want to offend my master?"
The middle-aged man said coldly, "If you don't stop, don't blame me for using any tricks!"
There was a fierce aura coming from the middle-aged man's body, and he directly targeted Zhou Shu.
This arrogant and rude guy is actually a master?
A highly qualified expert actually works as a slave?
"This person in charge is a court official appointed by Daxia. I don't care who you are. If you attack a court official in the street, even if you are a top-grade warrior, you will not escape death. I don't know if the master behind you can protect you.
?"
Zhou Shu stopped, turned around, looked at the middle-aged man, and said coldly.
The middle-aged man looked into Zhou Shu's eyes. For a moment, he seemed to see a towering mountain peak. The mountain peak was pressing towards him. The heaven-like pressure made him take two steps back involuntarily.
Sweating profusely, my body went limp and I almost fell to the ground.
The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Zhou Shu again, but he didn't find anything unusual at all. Could it be that he had just imagined it?
The middle-aged man thought with some confusion. He took a deep breath, calmed down, frowned and said, "Master Zhou, you can't scare me. I just want to invite you to meet my master. I won't hurt you."
, what kind of attack is this? I’m not afraid of whatever the trouble may be!”
"Are you going to follow me or not?"
The middle-aged man said in a stern voice, with the fingers of his hands bent into claw-like shapes, ready to go.