Swallowing the Stars: Reboot, The Eternal Serpent!

Chapter 14: Mace strikes three prefectures and six counties, horses trample both banks of the Tai River!

"Aren't you curious?" Jiang Lie asked with a smile, holding a hand warmer in his hands.

Jiang Zhe nodded repeatedly.

"Both of these weapons are relics of ancient civilizations."

Grandpa Jiang has decided to show this exceptionally talented grandson a wider side of the world.

In the subsequent revelations, Jiang Zhe appropriately displayed a look of astonishment, listening to his grandfather recount fragments of ancient civilization, and then listening to his grandfather introduce the two weapons in front of him.

"Developing ancient civilization relics is something only powerful forces are allowed to do, or people like Hong and Thor who possess absolute military strength. Naturally, I can't get involved, nor can I benefit from it."

"But our Jiang family has a long history, and some treasures from ancient civilizations were obtained by our ancestors and passed down from generation to generation. After the Great Nirvana, when humanity found the path to heaven, these treasures also began to shine."

Grandpa Jiang suddenly asked, "Do you know Qin Qiong?"

"With mace, I can pierce three prefectures and six counties; with my horse, I can trample both banks of the Tai River!" Jiang Zhe's eyes widened as he looked at the two weapons again, which indeed resembled his equipment.

"Haha, good to know."

The old man smiled and named them.

"This is a four-sided, tile-shaped, gold-plated bronze mace!"

"That is the Water-Sucking Skull-Lifting Gun, also known as the Eight Treasures Alligator Dragon Gun."

"Here, let me weigh them for you." The old man suddenly pushed the two golden maces in front of Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe picked one up and weighed it in his hand. The lightness made him frown and shake his head. "A single one weighs about 30 to 40 pounds. This is too light. It's not even as heavy as a 2-series battle knife. It's not easy to use."

"How heavy do you want?"

After estimating for a moment, Jiang Zhe replied, "A little over 200 kilograms."

The old man smiled, put down the heater, picked up another mace on the table, and channeled his primal energy into it. The simple patterns on the mace lit up and then went out. Only then did the old man hand the mace to Jiang Zhe.

"Try again."

Jiang Zhe took it, and this time the weight was just right. He appropriately showed a surprised expression.

"Is this their...special ability? Is there anything else?"

Jiang Zhe was somewhat looking forward to it.

After all, this is a Force weapon, and he will probably use this type of weapon until he becomes immortal.

"I find their weight limits convenient to use, does that count?"

"Forehead……"

The answer was written all over Jiang Zhe's face.

It's a bit of a dud; I doubt it can even be considered a Tier 1 Force weapon.

"You greedy little devil!" Old Master Jiang laughed and scolded, "Here, that whip is yours. Use it to practice your whip techniques."

"Oh? Thank you, Grandpa!"

Kang Chul happily waved his new, well-weight toy a couple of times.

They usually use double maces or a single whip.

The whip is longer, but this golden mace is 1.1 meters long, which is quite long and easy to use.

After waiting for a while, Grandpa didn't talk about the Eight Treasures Dragon Spear, and the topic seemed to come to an abrupt end there.

Jiang Zhe was far from satisfied and took the initiative to ask about the matter, making no attempt to hide the fact that his target was the alchemy furnace.

The old man's eyes were hazy. "It... I don't know either."

He turned around, removed the alchemy furnace from the chain, placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of Jiang Zhe.

"Look at this. Using your mental cultivation techniques, the slag we use is formed by me stimulating it to absorb cosmic energy."

He paused, then continued, "But I think I'm using it the wrong way; it's too much work and not worth the effort..."

The old man's voice grew softer and softer until it was barely audible.

Jiang Zhe didn't press the matter further. Instead, he picked up the alchemy furnace and began to study it. He had the "experience" of theoretical discussions, so he might actually be able to see some problems.

The alchemy furnace, about the size of a monkey's head, was cast from an unknown metal. Although it was rusted, intricate patterns could be seen in the exposed areas, indicating that it was of a very high quality.

The spherical furnace body has four round holes about the size of a wrist, facing all four directions, through which one can see a pure white crystal core inside the furnace.

Jiang Zhe asked, "Grandpa, did you try to destroy the core inside?"

"No, it will trigger an energy shield."

Jiang Zhe nodded, but did not try it. Instead, he looked at another peculiar part of the alchemy furnace.

Stove lid!

Unlike the furnace body, it is spotless and without any trace of rust.

It has dense engravings on it, evenly dividing it into grids the size of sesame seeds.

Jiang Zhe frowned. "I have a feeling these squares are movable?"

He didn't think it was an illusion, so he immediately used his mental power to touch it and indeed noticed the difference.

Peel it off forcefully!

Countless tiny metal pieces, the size of sesame seeds and as thin as cicada wings, rose into the air from the furnace lid.

Grandpa Jiang was no longer calm. His expression changed, and he clenched his fists slightly. Was its secret finally about to be revealed?

Jiang Zhe was also somewhat excited, but he had other ideas.

Is this a telekinetic weapon?

But he was soon disappointed and gave up on that idea.

Although the countless thin metal sheets were very hard and had patterns on their backs, they were not laws or secret patterns, so they could not be connected and had no destructive power.

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There are a total of 10081 thin slices.

"The patterns on the back of the thin slices are quite different, but they seem to be related and can be pieced together... Can the eight thin slices peeled off the furnace lid be pieced together to form eight pictures?"

With his powerful mental strength, Jiang Zhe could see clearly even the fine lines on the back of a sesame seed-sized slice.

He remembered the jigsaw puzzles he had played in his previous life, the kind where you piece together countless identical pieces of cardboard to form an anime image.

"It seems to be a combination lock. Once the puzzle pieces are complete, it can be unlocked and the stove lid can be lifted," Jiang Zhe told his grandfather, sharing his guess.

The old man asked hopefully, "Can more than ten thousand pieces be pieced together?"

"I don't know. I need a lot of time and many attempts to learn from my mistakes."

Jiang Zhe thought of Babata. In the early stages, the computing power of intelligent life forms was stronger than that of humans. With its help in trial and error, the time could be greatly shortened.

He sighed inwardly, "Sigh, it's the same old problem. I have a secret, so I'm not suitable to partner with Babata."

He completely rejected this shortcut.

The old man shook his head. "Wasting a lot of time? No, that won't do. Your time can't be wasted."

He then promised, "Xiao Zhe, restore it to its original state first. Once you're promoted to councilor level, it will be yours, and you'll have plenty of time to study it then."

"Okay, Grandpa."

Using his mental power, Jiang Zhe controlled the thin metal sheet to fall back onto the furnace lid. He was amazed, never expecting that there would be some small opportunities on this "barren" Earth.

Looking forward to it!

As the train traveled, Jiang Zhe asked his grandfather why he had brought him out for training in such a hurry.

"If I don't leave now, I'll be trapped in my house."

"The news that I killed the Giant Clam King and broke through to the level of councilor has spread. It's like I'm in the eye of the storm. All sides want to harass me, attract or force me to take sides."

"I hate that kind of insincere social interaction. I don't even want to go to the Palace of the God of War. I'd rather bring you out here to find some peace and quiet."

"By the way, the War God Palace is a virtual organization. All the world's War Gods and above are in it. You'll find out later."

……

"Boom!" The train stopped at the South Military Region station.

Grandpa Jiang acted as a guide for his grandson, who was visiting the wilderness area for the first time.

"Look at that tall tower, it's a lighthouse. You've read the books about Nirvana, so you should know what it's for, right?"

"Follow me this way, that's the martial arts supply base, our Jiang family has businesses here."

"Villa A8 is the private rest area for the Jiang family. There is a steward in charge of this place. When you come here, if you need anything, just tell him."

"..."

After spending half a day at the martial arts supply base, Jiang Zhe carried a sack of soybeans on his back and followed his grandfather into the wilderness.

That's right, it's soybeans, not bullets!

Jiang Zhe was stunned; he hadn't expected things to start this way.

The grandfather and grandson walked along the abandoned railway, heading towards County-level City 0177. The roadside was desolate, a scene often seen in post-apocalyptic games.

(End of this chapter)