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That's definitely not a physical stretching.

The form of the raven has not changed.

But the originally sharp dagger was transformed into a long sword with a blade length of 1.8 meters and a beautiful curve by flowing symbols. The hilt was large enough to be held with both hands. Unlike a heavy sword used to cut through thick scales, it exuded a cold and sinister aura.

Due to limited space, I tried logging in briefly.

"call......"

The sound of wind breaking was slight, and the entire knife felt as light as a feather.

Right.

After all, its mass has not changed; the extended portion is actually the embodiment of energy.

Judging by its shape alone, this thing looks exactly like a mentaikatana, or rather... a Miao sword.

[This design...is it a youthful version of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade?!]

[The illiterate man in front should read more books; this is clearly a sword that can be used to kill a horse!]

[No, no, judging by its thickness and length, it should be a nodachi or a katana, right?]

[Whatever kind of knife it is, this is so cool!]

[Will this thing even be usable inside the ship's hold? What if it accidentally drills a hole through the bottom of the ship...?]

The knife, with a blade and handle exceeding two meters in length, was held effortlessly in one hand, as light as waving a feather.

It feels just as good as before, like an extension of my arm.

"Awesome, boss!"

Ivan's eyes were shining. "Boss! Show us a couple of moves!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes.

With a flick of his wrist, "whoosh—"

The symbols that made up the blade disintegrated and faded away, and the majestic longsword instantly transformed back into the form of a dagger.

"......ah?"

Ivan stared, his mouth agape, his expectant gaze frozen on his face. "That's it?"

"Otherwise what?" He casually turned the dagger into an ornament and mysteriously adjusted his cuffs.

"Why not test its power? Like splitting that sofa in two, or... showing off some knife skills?" Ivan thought wistfully, recalling the movies he had seen.

She glanced at him with the same loving look she had for Tangbao.

"Won't."

He answered without the slightest bit of embarrassment.

He doesn't come from any martial arts family; for him, a scalpel is all he needs to do—precise, stable, and efficient.

On the battlefield of my past life, only those who could survive long enough to live.

Anyone who dares to wield a Bagua staff or Dugu Nine Swords will only end up riddled with bullets.

For any given situation.

The significance of the snake shadow's form can be summed up in two words:

distance.

When my opponent, thinking I only had a dagger, rushed within a meter of me ready for hand-to-hand combat, I suddenly pulled out a two-meter-long broadsword and stabbed him right through the heart...

That's what you call a surprise.

...swordsmanship?

As long as you hit the target accurately, you don't need any fancy tricks.

"How boring..." Ivan was clearly very disappointed by Renyi's pragmatic attitude.

That cool sword, if it were accompanied by the line "Shatter, illusion, and fleeting beauty"...

That was absolutely killer!

"cough."

Ethan, who hadn't spoken until now, cleared his throat, seemingly to break the slightly awkward atmosphere.

"Since we're talking about weapons..."

Ethan pulled out the double-barreled pistol that had struck Ivan so hard that day.

The history of this old flintlock musket can be described as quite tortuous:

First it was caught in Situ's fishing net, repaired by Ethan, and then confiscated by Morrison.

After Morrison's death,

It was randomly picked up and given to Aurora for self-defense, but returned to Ethan's hands when confronting Vanessa.

Although......

Against high-level creatures, the power and accuracy of these ordinary firearms are somewhat lacking, but they are still ranged weapons and can provide cover in critical moments.

Ethan handed it back to Aurora:

"I've reloaded the bullets inside; it can fire two rounds."

The arbitrary focus completely missed the mark.

"Can you fix it?"

"I know a little," Ethan said modestly, "as long as I have the right tools and replacement parts..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Any casual gesture.

"Splash—"

More than twenty flintlock muskets of varying lengths and shapes were piled on the ground, like a small clump of garbage just dug out of some ruins.

The rusted barrels, the rotten wooden stocks, and several hammers were all missing.

It wouldn't be wrong to call it a relic.

They were all disassembled from the Albatross. Because Klaus himself didn't know anything about firearms, and there were no blueprints or repairs available, they were left untouched.

But now that we have talented people...

His expression was very calm, with a hint of encouragement.

Take your time, there's no rush.

He said gently, "Once it's fixed, let's try to get one for each person, so we don't have to pass it around so much trouble."

"..."

Ethan's eye twitched repeatedly. Had he fallen into some kind of trap?

"So many guns?" Ivan, who missed firearms, excitedly picked out a relatively intact one upon seeing so many.

"Splash..."

He had barely picked it up when the rotten wood under the butt shattered and fell to the ground.

All that was left in his hand was a bare iron pipe.

"..."

Klaus chuckled to himself. As a meticulous engineer, he wouldn't touch this kind of junk without blueprints. Luckily, Ethan took over...

Just as I was feeling relieved, I suddenly felt a weight on my shoulder.

"Since Ethan is an expert in this field, he will be responsible for theoretical guidance and technical problem-solving."

Ethan nodded politely to Klaus, his eyes saying, "You're not getting away either."

"so,"

He stood casually between them, placed his hands on their shoulders, and patted them heavily.

"This important task is entrusted to the two of you."

......

The next two days.

The roller skating experience at [Deep Sea Shadow] wasn't very enjoyable.

It used to float on the sea as steadily as flat land.

But now—

When you encounter uneven road sections, with potholes on the left and slopes on the right, it's no different from traveling on a washboard.

However, the advantage is that there are many more wild animals along the way.

More than five days had passed since the Naga were wiped out.

As the local tyrants, the Naga tribe considered the surrounding area a no-go zone for these wild beasts.

But now...

The emperor has passed away!

He stood idly at the bow of the boat, his hand resting on his eyebrows, watching a six-legged, zebra-patterned, but hippo-sized, plump creature dart across the grass ahead.

"When the tiger is away, all sorts of cats and dogs will want to come out and take over the mountain."

This is a reshuffling for the entire jungle ecosystem.

But for them...

This is the opening of the zero-dollar shopping mall!

"I think that one is pretty good."

He casually raised his hand and pointed at the six-legged zebra with its striped rump showing.

It looks meaty, doesn't shed feathers, and has a very unique pattern. If you peel off the feathers and stuff them with the down of a screaming chicken, you can make a sofa cover.

When the boss speaks, even the most idle person on the ship—

Ivan let out a howl and jumped off the ship.

There is no suspense.

Five minutes later.

The system warehouse now contains [1 complete six-legged tapir skin] and [200 pieces of fresh meat (days 5)].

The story takes a turn for the worse for the rest of the journey.

The serious campaign to eliminate remaining forces has turned into a purchase by agritainment businesses.

While arbitrarily choosing the color of the fur, Ivan was responsible for physically persuading them.

Sita also lay on the ship's side, watching the vibrant carnage.

Until the Abyss Shadow crushed a clump of ferns, and a nauseating stench assaulted their olfactory system.

Renyi and Ivan are both very familiar with each other.

That's the smell of protein rotting and fermenting...

—It's the taste of death.