Song Yun Xiang sighed and stretched his legs.
"You can spend more time with Yan Jin Nian too."
Hearing Song Yun Xiang’s sudden reminder, Gu Xia Mo had the feeling that the other party should have realized his real state. After all, both Long Qian Xing and Song Yun Xiang were actually quite perceptive.
Otherwise, they would not be leaders with high position.
Though, their position was a bit different from one to another.
"I know," Gu Xia Mo replied with a faint smile. "We’re clear about this matter and it’s because there’s not much time left that I made these things."
<To be honest, Gu Xia Mo still felt some fear deep in his heart when he thought about how his end would be. Even with the assurance from the <world consciousness> that they would return to their world after their lives in this world ended, there was still trace of doubt in their heart.>
<To fully trust the <world consciousness> was not easy and Gu Xia Mo knew that it was inevitable. Because people feared the unknown, with death included among them.>
"I see." Song Yun Xiang looked at Gu Xia Mo and sighed.
Their arrival to this world would have to be accompanied by some price that they had to pay.
Otherwise, their lives would have been much more comfortable...
Or is it?
Because Song Yun Xiang knew very well that without their special abilities, some of them might not even be able to last this long. The world is unforgiving and if they were to make a mistake, they might have long lost their lives.
No one would give them mercy because of their identity.
It has always been the strong survive and the weak died, especially when they were in the midst of war like this.
"Is there anything else that you need me to do?" Song Yun Xiang finally asked.
"Yes, I want to make a few detailed shapes, but this is something that ordinary blacksmith might not be able to make," Gu Xia Mo replied and then showed another drawing that he had prepared. "It might be hard to find a skilled blacksmith to make these, but if you can make it, I can make some secret weapon for you, Qian Xing, and Sheng Lin."
"You can forget the secret weapon for me." Song Yun Xiang was using his legs to open the drawing. "I don’t have any arms and it’s not easy to use any weapon."
To be exact, Song Yun Xiang had long given up on the martial arts path because of his condition. Even if it was not impossible for him to train martial arts, Song Yun Xiang has always been a person who used his brain more than his body.
It was more convenient for him to become a strategist than anything else.
So Song Yun Xiang chose this path.
It was not like he couldn’t protect himself at all, but it was not very convenient. Moreover, Song Yun Xiang felt that whenever he used his ability, he would feel a bit tired. This caused him to be very lazy and looked like a salted fish by those who didn’t know.
Even General Ning, who knew him best, often complained because he was simply too lazy.
And Song Yun Xiang didn’t know how to explain it either.
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