Doomsday Fortress

The workers' faces were also filled with excitement. In fact, for the entire Grand Green Mountain Gathering, the survivors might not have seen Wang Yi before, but they had definitely heard of Wang Yi's reputation.    

    

At the very beginning, the Grand Green Mountain had only gathered a population of less than three hundred thousand without any weapons. Ordinary survivors would not even be able to eat food, and it was the same for other gathering grounds.    

    

But a year had passed, and the changes that had occurred in the Grand Green Mountain area had become apparent to all. Not only the population, but the number of weapons had increased by more than three times. They could already produce their own weapons, including tanks, various types of artillery shells, and even more so, food.    

    

All the survivors living in the gathering area can live here for free. Although they all live in dorms, at least they don't have to sleep on the streets. If you have the ability, you can buy independent houses.    

    

This could also be considered as Wang Yi giving the survivors in the gathering area the hope of fighting with their lives.    

    

"Cough cough, all of you can leave now. The leader will give fifty yuan of Qingshan Coin to each employee of the steel factory as a reward for all of your hard work during this period."    

    

At this moment, Lee Hu, who was behind Wang Yi, slowly spoke.    

    

Hearing this, the workers' faces immediately lit up with excitement.    

    

Fifty Yuan Qingshan Coin! That was half a month's income for them!    

    

It was definitely a huge sum of money.    

    

The workers quickly thanked him and left the room.    

    

"Bro Yi, look at how respectful these people are to you." No matter how you look at it, the performance of these workers cannot be hidden.    

    

Wang Yi waved his hand and didn't say anything. He didn't come here to get the gratitude of these workers.    

    

"Director Zhang, the piece of meteoric iron that I gave you earlier is in here, right?" Wang Yi turned around and looked at the strong man who didn't leave.    

    

His name was Zhang Wei Gang, and he was the factory manager of Grand Green Mountain Gathering Field Steel Factory.    

    

"Yes, leader. Since Captain Lee Hu delivered this meteorite, all the workers in our factory worked overtime to melt this piece of meteoric iron. It took them a full six iron furnaces to melt it."    

    

Zywane said with a bitter smile. He did not expect such a plain piece of black iron to be so hard.    

    

One must know that when this iron furnace was completely burnt, the temperature would be at least several thousand degrees Celsius.    

    

"This playstyle, it's actually this hard?" Wang Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard this and looked at the puddle of molten iron in the furnace. This was the piece of iron that Wang Yi had brought back from the gathering area of Baihui. Wang Yi had only seen this kind of stone before, so he wanted to melt it to see if it could be used as a weapon.    

    

"Leader, the Molds are ready." At this time, Zhang Wei said as he pointed at the molds on the ground beside the table.    

    

There were a total of six molds. One of them was a machete that was a meter and a half long, very simple and unadorned, with only a blade and a handle. The other five were molds with five iron rods.    

    

"Alright, I'll do it myself. Wang Yi waved his hand and went forward to grab the stove with a pair of iron pliers. The molten liquid inside immediately shook. Wang Yi hurriedly stabilized himself and then carefully lifted it up.    

    

He slowly walked in front of the five Molds, and then poured the molten liquid from the furnace into it. It was just right for him. This machete and the five thorns had completely used up all the molten liquid.    

    

Next, he would wait for it to solidify and take shape. Finally, he would temper and polish it.    

    

Two hours later, a shiny machete was held in Wang Yi's hand.    

    

The total length of the machete was a meter and a half, not as thick as the machete that he had used before. On the contrary, it looked extremely light and nimble, and the widest part of the knife was only three fingers wide.    

    

Swish!    

    

Wang Yi waved his sword hard and the blade sliced through the air, making a whistling sound.    

    

"Bro Yi!"    

    

Just at this time, Lee Hu who was at the side shouted suddenly, and took out a short blade from his waist. It was a knife that was made from the alloy used to make weapons in the Lianfeng Mountain, it was sharp and hard, even the Giant Corpse s could pierce through it with one strike.    

    

Lee Hu then placed the short knife on the table. He also wanted to see how powerful the newly forged weapon in Wang Yi's hand was.    

    

"Hehe, if I cut your knife, you'd better not feel any heartache." Wang Yi chuckled and said to Lee Hu.    

    

"Of course not, don't worry!"    

    

Lee Hu said in anticipation.    

    

"Alright!"    

    

Wang Yi nodded, raised his machete and swung it towards the dagger on the table.    

    

Weng! *    

    

With an ear-piercing hum, the machete in Wang Yi's hand suddenly bounced up. Everyone turned their gazes, but they found that the short machete that Lee Hu placed on the table was completely fine!