Chen Feng left the school and his phone vibrated.

Pickup Reminders.

"You have a parcel that has arrived at the Qingyun Community Station. Please collect it in time."

Sender: Zhouji Foundry.

The knife finally arrived!

Chen Feng's eyes brightened slightly, and he felt happy.

All the other equipment he ordered before has arrived, except for this knife.

As long as he has the knife and everything is ready, he can go back to the Great Ruins World and kill the Shadow Hunter Spider!

After not going to the Great Ruins World for twelve full days, he even began to miss the tense and exciting feeling in the Great Ruins World...

Chen Feng quickened his pace, returned to the community, and turned to the inn to pick up the express delivery.

The box is not small, long and wrapped in thick foam and cardboard, making it a bit heavy.

Return to the rental house.

Chen Feng locked the door, placed the box on the living room floor, and opened it with a knife.

Inside the foam padding layer, a black-gray chopping knife lay quietly.

The knife is about one meter long. The blade is narrow and straight, narrowing slightly from the root to the tip. The whole body shows a deep black-gray metallic luster. The edge of the blade is glowing with a cold light, and it is sharp to the naked eye.

The back of the knife is obviously thickened, and the surface is covered with a granular dark carapace layer with a rough texture.

The handle of the knife is wrapped with black anti-slip tape, and the grip has a slight arc to fit the palm of your hand.

Chen Feng reached out and grasped the handle of the knife and lifted it up.

The hand is steady and the center of gravity is forward, suitable for chopping.

"Not bad, good knife!"

Chen Feng waved it twice happily, then turned around and took out the curled-edged engineer shovel from the corner.

Place the shovel flat on the floor with the side facing up.

He held the knife with both hands, pointed the blade at the center of the shovel surface, and pressed down at a constant speed.

Chi——

The chopping knife cuts into the shovel surface of the engineer shovel, just like cutting tofu, with almost no obstruction.

The sound of metal being cut was short and crisp, leaving a three centimeter deep cut on the shovel surface with neat edges.

Chen Feng turned the blade over and looked closely at the blade.

There is no chipping, no curling, or even visible wear.

"Iron is like clay."

Chen Feng nodded with satisfaction.

The processing fee of 8,000 yuan is well spent.

He put the old engineer shovel into his personal space as a spare, turned the chopping knife twice in his hand, and tried holding it in the front and back a few times to familiarize himself with the feel.

After doing this, Chen Feng began to inventory the equipment needed for this trip.

Two sticky web traps, folded, each with a manual trigger.

A nest-killing cartridge, a cylindrical iron can with a safety pin on the top.

Spare filter element for gas mask, two pieces.

Bloody bait agent, dark red liquid, packed in a sealed plastic bottle.

Plus the chopping knife in his hand.

It’s almost done…