Ye Feng felt that he was ashamed. Hearing the numbing voice in his ears, he looked at Da Vinci who had a sacred face as if he was on a pilgrimage. "Damn it, this guy is such a slut!"
Turning around, Ye Feng strode away. He had no interest in watching limited films with Da Vinci.
Although this laboratory is messy and dirty, it is really big.
Ye Feng didn't know what these instruments were used for, so he didn't dare touch them.
"What's this?"
Walking to a table, Ye Feng looked at the pistols on display.
Looking at the silver pistol, Ye Feng suddenly remembered Leonardo da Vinci's invention in "Domestic Lingling Paint", "This pistol can't be a lighter, right?"
With curiosity and doubt, Ye Feng picked up the pistol.
"Damn, is it so heavy?"
Weighing the weight of the pistol, it was at least three to four hundred kilograms.
This pistol also has no magazine, and there is actually a small pin on the trigger.
"It is indeed a very different kind of pistol!"
Not knowing what the pistol was used for, Ye Feng didn't dare to try it, and planned to ask Da Vinci later.
"What is this? A hair dryer?"
Looking at a leather shoe placed on the other side of the table, Ye Feng showed a strange look on his face, because there was a stench coming from inside the leather shoe.
"Hey, don't you know? This is a poison gas bomb!"
Suddenly, Da Vinci's slightly proud voice sounded in Ye Feng's ears.
Ye Feng turned around and saw Da Vinci holding a rag, stuffing it into his pants, and then playing with it.
"Holy shit, you wiped there with a rag?"
Ye Feng had a look of astonishment on his face.
"Ahem, that's not the point!" Da Vinci showed a hint of embarrassment on his face and did not take out the rag, leaving it in his pants.
"Only a minute, right?" Ye Feng said leisurely.
"What minute?"
As soon as he finished asking, Da Vinci's cheeks turned red and he understood what Ye Feng was referring to, "Brother Ye, let me introduce these inventions to you!"
"Hahaha!" Seeing Da Vinci's embarrassed look, Ye Feng couldn't help laughing.
"Brother Ye, do you know what this is?" Da Vinci pointed at the pistol that Ye Feng had just picked up, and chuckled, "This is a heavy weapon that I have studied for many years. It is so powerful that even a first-level warrior cannot carry it.
live!"
"so smart?"
Ye Feng is not sure how strong a one-hit warrior is, but he knows that a first-level warrior is definitely a very terrifying existence.
If this kind of pistol can hurt a first-level warrior, that would be awesome!
"This pistol is made of meteorite. Not only is it extremely hard, but it also contains strange power and can ignore internal forces. With this pistol, you can almost dominate the world."
"Really?"
"Ahem, but this pistol still has some minor flaws!"
I knew it!
Ye Feng rolled his eyes. If this pistol was so powerful, it wouldn't be left here casually.
"Tell me, what are the flaws?"
"That's energy!" Da Vinci straightened his expression and said, "This pistol requires a lot of energy to use. According to my experiments, a master-level being can barely fire a shot!"
"roll!"
Above the first level is a master-level existence.
If a master-level being takes action, it can crush a first-level warrior, so why would he need to use this broken gun?
Da Vinci also knew that the pistol's flaw was fatal. He smiled, pointed to the leather shoe, and said: "Brother Ye, my real proud work is this poison gas bomb."
Ye Feng's eyes turned and fell on the foul-smelling leather shoes, and he said, "Can you tell me something?"
Of course, Ye Feng has no hope in the practicality of leather shoes, and they must have fatal flaws.
really!
These leather shoes are made of special substances in no-man's land. As long as they come into contact with internal or spiritual power, they will melt and emit a foul smell.
This stench is so terrifying that even a second-level warrior will be fainted.
But the problem is, the person who activates the leather shoes will faint first.
Moreover, the poisonous gas spreads very slowly, so when used against an enemy, the opponent has enough time to escape from the poisonous gas.
As Da Vinci continued to introduce, Ye Feng completely lost interest.
Da Vinci's inventions are all powerful, but they also have flaws that cannot be ignored, and these flaws are often very fatal.
Half an hour later, Ye Feng followed Da Vinci and walked around the laboratory.
"Da Vinci, you came to me, what's going on?" Sitting on a chair covered in unknown grease, Ye Feng looked directly at Da Vinci.
Hearing Ye Feng's question, Da Vinci showed a serious look on his face and said: "Brother Ye, you should know that zombies do not have intelligence. Even the zombie king is like this. So, I want to study you. If
Being able to study you thoroughly may change the world!"
"roll!"
Ye Feng refused without thinking.
"Brother Ye, don't be too busy to refuse." Seeing Ye Feng's attitude, Da Vinci became anxious and said: "Brother Ye, as long as you agree, you can take whatever you want in my laboratory. And, as long as you research
If there are results, I will tell you as soon as possible!"
"Sorry, I don't believe you!"
"Well!"
Da Vinci blushed, knowing that his scientific research was somewhat unreliable, but he was not willing to miss this opportunity. He gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Ye, I can give you new martial arts skills from the Military Defense Department in exchange!"
New martial arts?
This is not the first time that Ye Feng has heard about new martial arts, and he also has new martial arts that he obtained through trading with Ning Cheng. However, he really doesn't know much about the new martial arts.
"Yes, it's new martial arts. You should know that new martial arts are extremely valuable. As long as you agree to cooperate with me to study them, I will steal all the new martial arts from the Military Defense Department for you. No, I will bring them!"
Meeting Da Vinci's expectant gaze, Ye Feng still shook his head.
"Brother Ye, why are you so stubborn? Well, you just need to give me some blood. Is this okay?"
"That's okay!"
Although Ye Feng is a zombie, he doesn't know much about zombies. If he just gives some blood, he won't refuse.
"Without further ado, give me some blood quickly!"
After hearing Ye Feng's promise, Da Vinci quickly ran away and found a syringe under Ye Feng's stunned eyes.
"roll!"
Looking at the thick syringe in Da Vinci's hand, Ye Feng's mouth twitched, "Are you trying to drain me dry?"
"Ahem, Brother Ye, I'll just draw a little blood, not too much!"
"I'll do it myself!"
"OK!"
Taking the thick syringe, Ye Feng took a deep breath, the corpse energy in his body circulated, and the skin on his arms slowly softened.
Da Vinci's eyes widened as he stared at the needle that slowly penetrated Ye Feng's skin.
Soon, glowing blue blood appeared inside the syringe.
"for you!"
"That's it?"
"do you want?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Listening to Ye Feng's impatient words, Da Vinci quickly grabbed the syringe, turned around and ran away.
"I don't know if it's right or wrong. I hope there won't be any accidents!"
Ye Feng is a seventh-generation zombie. His current blood is not enough to create a zombie, but the blood is enough to change a person's body and turn him into a powerful walking zombie.
