After finishing the meal, Ye Chong did not leave the restaurant in a hurry. Instead, he drank beer with Zhang Dong and chatted for a while.
Zhang Dong is a talker, but he doesn't talk nonsense.
What he said was very informative.
Because he likes to chat with people and learn information from the Internet, especially campus online forums, he knows a lot.
The two of them were drinking, laughing and talking.
Zhang Dong spoke eloquently and happily, and Ye Chong listened with great interest and enjoyed it.
Especially when Ye Chong occasionally interrupted and asked some minor questions, Zhang Dong became even more excited, and for a while he talked loudly, and it felt like he was giving advice.
"Old Ye, let me tell you, you are asking the right person when you ask me." Zhang Dong took a sip of beer and then called the door, "Hey, I haven't seen the weapons arsenal of Jiuwu Academy.
But I’ve heard people talk about it.”
"The kid next door to me is from Shenbingshan, a martial arts sect.
I heard from him that the weapons in Jiuwu Academy are all refined by their sect. There are many types of weapons with very different qualities. There are even many magical weapons in them.
Lao Ye, let me tell you, don’t underestimate Shenbing Mountain.
I have seen from the ranking list of martial arts sects in the campus online forum that the strongest place in Shenbing Mountain is weapon refining. Many teachers in the martial arts weapon refining department of our college came from there.
Hey, Lao Ye, do you still remember the person who invited you to join the martial arts weapon refining department?
He is Ou Ye Dao who came from Shenbing Mountain, nicknamed Ou Ye San Dao. He is very capable in refining warrior swords. Now he is the head of the martial arts weapon refining department."
"A warrior's sword?" Ye Chong frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "A magic weapon?"
"Old Ye, didn't you go to the martial arts weapon refining department today?" Zhang Dong shook his beer glass, "There are many weapons for warriors there."
"I've been there and it feels pretty good." Ye Chong looked calm and nodded, "You can tell at a glance that those weapons are much stronger than our common civilian knives."
"Hahaha," Zhang Dong burst into laughter as if he had heard a big joke:
"Lao Ye, are you kidding me?
Return to the people...civilian knives?
Brother, the thing you are talking about and the warrior's weapon are completely different things, okay?
Gaga, is this like a crude wooden knife versus a standard military knife?"
"Zhang Dong, I have a suggestion for you, please speak politely." Ye Chong glanced at the other party with a smile, "Don't smile like a duck."
"I'll go! Old Ye, don't describe me as a duck, it makes me vomit just thinking about it." Zhang Dong regained his serious expression, "The biggest difference between a warrior's knife and an ordinary knife is actually not only the material, but also the connotation."
"What?" Ye Chong couldn't help but be slightly startled, obviously having some doubts about Zhang Dong's statement.
Deep in Ye Chong's memory, he certainly knew that the martial arts world had already existed in the world and had always been in a state of hiding from the world.
However, his understanding of the martial arts world is only superficial, and he has no understanding of its internal conditions.
Of course this also includes things like warrior swords.
However, now that the spiritual energy has been revived, under the new world environment, especially under the threat of mutant beasts, the martial arts world that has been reclusive has suddenly become active, and has actively opened channels for external contact.
In this way, there will naturally be more information about the martial arts world.
It's just that Ye Chong has been busy with his own affairs during this period, so he doesn't know much about it.
Suddenly I heard Zhang Dong talking about the information about the martial arts world, and I was naturally a little shocked.
"Speaking of which, there is nothing that the martial arts community can do to take the initiative to open channels for external exchanges.
Because it is impossible for it to watch the secular world go to destruction under the heavy pressure of mutant beasts.
Lips are dead and teeth are cold.
If the secular world is completely occupied by mutant beasts, the next one to fall will undoubtedly be the martial arts world.
If the skin is gone, how will the hair be attached?
The martial arts world still understands this truth."
When Ye Chong was thinking of this, he heard Zhang Dong continue:
"All warrior weapons are sharp weapons that contain martial arts laws. It can even be said that the greatest power of warrior weapons comes from the martial arts laws contained in them.
I heard from my friends at Shenbing Mountain that some of the top warrior weapons, which are what the martial arts world calls divine weapons, can sublimate their souls on their own after being alive for a long time.
In the martial arts world, the soul of a warrior's weapon is often called the weapon spirit.
The existence of the weapon spirit is like having an extra brain in a person's body, which has unimaginable significance for improving one's own strength."
"Item spirit?" Ye Chong frowned slightly and murmured to himself, "I seem to have seen it in a document, right?"
"What?" Zhang Dong was stunned for a moment and looked at Ye Chong, who had a dull look in his eyes, "Do you know about the spirit of weapons? Where did you see it? What information? Let me take a look at it? Okay?"
"Zhang Dong, let me give you another opinion." Ye Chong raised his hand and made a pause, "When you speak, try to pause in the middle. Are you choking? Damn it, I'm going to choke to death anyway.
Already."
"Haha, Lao Ye, you are so annoying." Zhang Dong grinned widely, and a leek leaf clung to his big white teeth, giving people a strange contrast.
Cack!
A burst of laughter sounded like silver bells.
Immediately afterwards, he saw two girls running past with charming smiles, and a warm and charming spring breeze rippled instantly.
"It's these two kids again." Ye Chong smiled and shook his head. He really didn't expect that the girl who had dinner next door last time would appear nearby again.
"Stop screaming like a little girl." Zhang Dong turned to look at the backs of the two pretty and lively figures, and said to Ye Chong with some dissatisfaction:
"The cute and innocent girl on the left is called Xin Xiaomeng, the one on the right is a little taller, and... the one with a curvier face is named Han Lina.
How's it going, Lao Ye?
Is my vision pretty good?"
"What?" Ye Chong looked at the other party with a half-smile, "Zhang Dong, you... succeeded?"
"Hahaha, Lao Ye, let me tell you, you look like a good person, but you are not very clean in your heart." Zhang Dong grinned, and he was so happy that he wanted to give up, "Don't be too successful, I Zhang Dong
Is Dong that kind of person?"
"Hahaha, when I like someone, I grab their heart, not their hands.
Lao Ye, did you hear their laughter just now?
Haha, that is the love and affection that comes from the heart."
"Oh, love and love?" Ye Chong looked calm and nodded, "It's just that from Zhang Dong's mouth, it always feels like love and love."
"What?" Zhang Dong scratched his head, "Old Ye, don't be so pretentious, is there any difference?"
"Of course," Ye Chong sighed, "Love and affection grab the heart, Qing and love grab the breasts, and Zhang Dong grabs the holes. I'm afraid it will all be in vain."