Lan Feng spent the queue with the general instructor Zhang Hu. It was soon Lan Feng and Zhang Hu's turn. Both of them walked into the hut with a smile.

Walking into the hut, it is like two different worlds.

Unlike the simple thatched huts seen outside, the outside is just a cover-up. This is simply a world of large weapons, including Mitsubishi military skulls, six-edged military skulls, unique swords, modified and reorganized rifle series, and various weapons placed here, which is simply dazzling.

This is a world of weapons, a sea of ​​weapons!

Whether it is cold weapons or hot weapons, there are everything.

At the same time, this is also a weapon repair site, where all kinds of weapons are produced and repaired!

Although it was not the first time Lan Feng came here, he was still shocked by the spectacular scene in front of him.

Of course, there are also guards here. Lan Feng and General Instructor Zhang Hu had just walked inside. A staff member who was fully armed and looked like a guard with a unique instrument in his hand walked up. He did not feel polite because of the identity of General Instructor Zhang Hu and Lan Feng, but said expressionlessly: "Please tell your purpose?"

"Repair my sword." General instructor Zhang Hu took out a short knife from his pocket, handed it to his awesome hand, and spoke with a smile.

"Yinyue? Unfortunately, the blade is damaged! A B-level maintenance point!" A trace of surprise flashed in the staff's eyes after taking the short knife. The knife was already a limited edition, but when he pulled out the Yinyue, he couldn't help but shook his head gently, feeling sorry for the knife. He swept the instrument in his hand, and a note was printed out from the instrument and handed it to the chief instructor Zhang Hu!

"I'll go first!" Zhang Hu greeted Lan Feng and hurried to the repair site.

"Where are you?" Then, the staff member turned his eyes on Lan Feng.

"I want to repair the weapons and make these snakeskins an armor."

Lan Feng smiled and spoke, taking out the dragon thorn from his pocket that had followed him for many years.

"Mitsubishi Army Baton?"

Looking at the dragon thorn handed over by Lan Feng, a trace of surprise flashed in the staff's eyes. Now there are very few people using the Mitsubishi military thorn in the entire special base, and there are no few people to find!

Then he took the dragon thorn and looked at it carefully, then took the instrument and swept it over it. Suddenly, the information was transmitted to the guard's mind through the equipment, which made a strong awe and unconcealed shock appear on his face. An incredible voice came from his mouth: "This... is this the SS-level weapon Dragon thorn?"

At this moment, this is the first time that the staff who have worked here for several years have seen SS-level weapons.

Here, weapons have strict classifications of six different levels: SS, S, A, B, C, and D, corresponding to several different maintenance points and are repaired by different weapon masters. For example, Zhang Hu's Yinyue is a B-level weapon and needs to go to a B-level maintenance point.

But the Mitsubishi military spear in front of me turned out to be the legendary SS-level weapon dragon spear. How could this staff not be shocked?

Not to mention SS, even S or even A-level weapons are very few, and they are hard to see once a year, and SS-level has never appeared before. They are legendary... But the staff never thought that they actually saw SS-level weapons!

At this moment, the staff couldn't help but wonder if the detector in their hands was broken.

"This is indeed a dragon thorn, created by the weapon master Molin himself!"

However, what Lan Feng said made the staff stand on the spot.

"Wait, let me inform Master Morin first!"

After a long time, the staff member came to his senses and spoke in a deep voice to Lan Feng.

In the messy room full of complex parts, an old man in a messy clothes and white-haired head was sitting on a chair and snoring. As the rhythm of his snoring, the snot bubbles around his nostrils zoomed in and out with his snoring rhythm, which seemed particularly funny. He was Molin, a famous weapon master in China.

On the desk in front of the weapon master Molin, facing a large stack of weapons design drawings. The most conspicuous design drawing is a Mitsubishi military spear, which looks a bit similar to the dragon spear of Lan Feng, but in the end the drawing was crossed out...

Since Master Molin spent countless energy and inspiration to design dragon thorns, wolf thorns, and tiger-eating several years ago, he has never issued any other works. All his inspirations seem to be exhausted, making Master Molin extremely uncomfortable...

Especially when he knew that the Dragon Thorn had disappeared with his master's death five years ago, he no longer had the intention to design weapons again and remained silent for three years...

Later, he finally mustered up the courage to start designing weapons again, but no design satisfies him. The shadow of a dragon thorn often appears in his mind. It is the greatest pain in his heart and the most satisfying work in his life...

Now, Master Morin dreams of seeing the dragon thorn he had designed and developed for countless hard work, and he is finally having this beautiful dream now...

"Dongdongdongdong..."

However, at this moment, the rapid knock on the door rang, awakening Master Morin from his beautiful dream.

"Who?"

Master Molin, who woke up, walked to the door and opened it while wiping his nose, and a dissatisfied voice came from his mouth.

He finally dreamed of the dragon thorn, but his dream was interrupted by someone, which made Master Molin extremely angry.

"The master... has...there is...a S...ss-class weapon that needs you to repair!"

Looking at the master who seemed to have just woken up, the staff member quickly spoke respectfully.

"SS-class weapons? What SS-class weapons? How can there be SS-class weapons in this base? Let's go away, don't bother me!" Master Molin looked disbelief and slammed the door with a slam. He couldn't help but mutter: "SS-class weapons have long disappeared... How can there be SS-class weapons in this base?"

"Master, then...the name of that SS-level weapon is Dragon Thorn!"

Seeing this, the staff member couldn't help but shout while knocking on the door.

"What? Dragon Thorn?"

Hearing the staff's shouts, Master Molin in the room was stunned as if he had been imposed on a fixed posture, and an incredible voice came from his mouth: "Does they have retrieved the dragon thorn?"

"Take me to see!"

The next moment, Master Molin opened the door without hesitation, walked out, and said to the staff with excitement and excitement.

At this moment, Master Molin didn't notice that his clothes were so messy and his image was so sloppy.

"Is it your boy? Haha... it's really your boy? That's great..."

When the staff took Master Molin to see Lan Feng, a strong look of ecstasy and incredible appeared on Master Molin's old face, and a loud laughter came from his mouth.

Over the years, he has never been as happy as he is today. His mood is so relaxed. You know, he was still dreaming just now.

"Kid has met Master Morin!"

Looking at Master Molin who was dancing happily, a shallow smile appeared on Lan Feng's face, and he smiled and clasped his fists and said, "He knew the temperament of Master Molin's old antiques."

"Haha... am I dreaming? Tell me, am I dreaming?"

Master Molin stretched out his palm and looked at Lan Feng with anticipation.

"Master Morin, do you think you are still dreaming now?"

Seeing this, Lan Feng couldn't help but laugh, took out the dragon thorn from his pocket and handed it to Master Molin's hand.

The Dragon Thorn was created by Master Morin. If it weren't for the Dragon Thorn, Lan Feng would have died long ago, and it would be even more impossible for him to successfully kill the evil ghost emperor, become a famous tyrant in the dark world, and establish the King's Palace.

To the weapon master Molin, Lan Feng is respect and gratitude from the bottom of his heart!

"Haha... Dragon Spike, this is Dragon Spike... Huh? No... Who modified it?"

He excitedly took the dragon thorn handed over by Lan Feng. Master Molin smiled and said with a laugh, but soon he realized something was wrong.

"This is hard to describe..." Lan Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Go and go to my room and say slowly... Huh, this guy has implanted a void magnetic field inside?" Under the shocked gaze of the staff, Master Molin took Lan Feng's hand and disappeared quickly from his sight.

After a while, Master Molin led Lan Feng to his messy room.

Although Master Morin's room is extremely messy, it is extremely large. It is like a warehouse. It has all kinds of equipment and all kinds of equipment and devices. Lan Feng is dazzling.

Master Molin pulled Lan Feng directly into the room!

Unlike the extremely messy part in front of the room, the more you walked inside, Lan Feng found that the things placed inside became more neat and spotless.

In the end, Master Molin and Lan Feng stopped at the innermost part of the room.

There is an extremely large and precise instrument here, which is a bit similar to a nuclear magnetic resonance instrument but is obviously different, more intelligent and advanced, and there is also a specially designed bracket in Guangba, which seems to be a place to store weapons.

Master Molin placed the dragon thorn on the weapon bracket, and a series of data from the dragon thorn were projected, and even some of its internal and external structures were parsed out.

Then Master Molin performed a series of complex instructions and operations on a large computer instrument on the side, and the structural design drawings and data of another dragon thorn were revealed!

Lan Feng couldn't understand these things at all, because these were professional formula codes and data, so he could only stand aside and wait quietly.

Looking at the comparison between the two sets of data and structures before and after the transformation, Master Molin couldn't help but frown tightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Then he operated the computer next to him to make a more in-depth comparison.

As Master Molin operated on the computer, there seemed to be a strange fluctuation in the dragon thorn, flashing with a red light, which seemed particularly strange.

The next moment, Master Molin's face suddenly changed drastically. He turned his head to look at Lan Feng, and his extremely solemn voice came from his mouth.
Chapter completed!