His gaze finally settled on an icon.
It was a black scythe with a quaint design and smooth lines.
The blade was long, narrow, and curved, gleaming with a dark metallic luster. The handle was slender with a chain at the end, giving off an overall vibe of a death reaper.
It certainly lived up to its name.
[Weapon: Dark Iron Reaper]
[Quality: Green]
[Material: Refined dark iron, mixed with a trace of grim steel.]
[Traits: Sturdy (Green), Sharp (Green), Armor Piercing (Green)]
[Description: A standard battlefield reaper, balanced design, suitable for hacking, hooking, slashing, and blocking. The polearm design provides a certain attack range. Comes with basic scythe usage techniques (Beginner).]
[Price: 1200 Popularity Points]
(Note: This is a one-time bound weapon. Popularity points can be consumed for subsequent upgrades.)
A scythe.
A polearm weapon with a considerable attack range. It had the hacking power of an axe or hammer, as well as the clever variations of hooking, slashing, and locking.
It could complement his advantage in strength while making up for his lack of technique and speed. Moreover, a scythe inherently possessed a certain deterrent force and unique aesthetic, which vaguely matched his nickname as the Coffin Bearer.
More importantly, the price was right. 1200 points was within an affordable range. Having seen the astronomical prices of superpowers, this price of 1200 points was as cheap as it could get for Chen Guan.
"Redeem [Dark Iron Reaper]."
Sys quickly replied, "Redemption successful! Deducted 1200 Popularity Points. Remaining Popularity Points: 421."
"The weapon has been distributed to the system storage space. The included basic scythe usage techniques have been integrated into the host's consciousness."
With a shift of his thoughts, a heavy black scythe radiating a cold chill appeared in Chen Guan's hands.
The handle was about 1.5 meters long, cold to the touch, solid in texture, and featured fine, anti-slip patterns.
The scythe blade was about forty centimeters long, with a graceful yet dangerous curve. The edge gleamed under the light, faintly revealing a blood groove design. It looked much more domineering than in the picture.
The connection between the blade and the handle was sturdy. The overall weight was estimated to be around forty kilograms, which would be incredibly heavy for an ordinary person, but for the current Chen Guan, it felt just right and should be quite powerful when swung.
At the same time, knowledge regarding the basic grip, swinging angles, hooking and slashing techniques, and blocking methods of the scythe flooded into his mind.
This complex knowledge merged with his [Basic Physical Combat Mastery] and [Heavy Weapon Mastery], making him feel instantly much more familiar with the feel of such polearms.
Chen Guan gripped the scythe and swung it lightly a few times in the empty space in the center of the room. The sound of breaking air was low and deep, and the trajectory of the blade was stable and forceful.
Although they were just the simplest movements, that handy feeling was far more comfortable than swinging the coffin.
"Not bad." Chen Guan nodded in satisfaction. With this scythe, his attack methods would be much more diverse. He could use the scythe to restrict enemies from a distance, and use the coffin to defend in close combat while the scythe attacked weak points, or vice versa. He was much more flexible than before.
He stored the scythe back into his storage ring and sat back down on his floor bed.
The next day, Chen Guan attended classes and trained as usual. He did not immediately take out the scythe to use it, but prepared to find a suitable opportunity, such as the next practical combat training or mission, to suddenly reveal it as a new trump card.
During regular physical combat classes, he still mainly practiced the use of the coffin and the force exertion techniques taught by Li Yan.
After the afternoon classes ended, he received a delivery notification that the redeemed spider silk woven lining had been delivered to the dormitory area's storage point.
He immediately went to retrieve it. The lining was packed in a lightweight sealed bag. Once unfolded, it was a large piece of silver-gray fabric, thin and light as gauze yet exceptionally tough and slightly elastic. Its area was enough to cover most of the interior of the coffin.
It was cool and smooth to the touch, and when pulled hard, one could feel its immense toughness.
How to install it inside the coffin without affecting the main body was a technical job.
Chen Guan studied it for a while and decided not to touch it for now. He planned to consult Dean Situ Ming when he went to class on the weekend, or see if the Equipment Research Building had any related services.
Time passed in the fulfilling and regular academy life. Chen Guan was like a sponge, greedily absorbing knowledge, tempering his body, and adapting to the rhythm of this extraordinary world.
During free time on Friday afternoon, Chen Guan soaked himself in the library again. This time, he focused on consulting literature regarding spiritual power traits, trying to find more clues about his own special spiritual power.
His gains were meager. This type of research was already a niche subject, and public information was limited, but he still noted down some possible hypotheses.
If there was anything that gave him the biggest headache right now, it was his special spiritual power. The unknown always made people feel a bit anxious and uneasy.
On Saturday morning, Chen Guan brought the spider silk lining and a belly full of questions to the Equipment Research Building once again to attend Situ Ming's exclusive class.
In the laboratory, Situ Ming was already waiting there. Seeing the spider silk lining Chen Guan brought, he nodded slightly. "Good choice. Spider silk possesses both flexibility and strength. It has a low degree of spiritualization, so it has little conflict with your coffin's repulsive traits. It is a relatively suitable shock-absorbing material at this stage."
He had already guessed Chen Guan's thoughts, and like Li Yan, he was not stingy with his teachings.
"However," he changed the subject, "how to lay it out is a problem. Laying it flat directly will have limited effects and it will easily shift. It needs to be cut and fixed according to the internal structure and stress points of the coffin. It's best to form a certain three-dimensional buffer structure."
He gestured for Chen Guan to lay the coffin flat. Situ Ming took matters into his own hands, using a scanning device to meticulously probe the interior of the coffin, recording the dimensions of the internal space and the outline of the main body lying inside.
Seeing Chen Guan's nervous face and how he refused to leave its side for even a single step, Situ Ming blew his beard and glared. "What are you so nervous for? Could this old man steal your coffin?"
Sensing a faint feeling of distrust, the old man even dropped his archaic way of speaking.
Chen Guan felt bitter inside. Was it that he wanted to stay by its side? It was that he couldn't leave its side! Right now, he was like an earthbound spirit.
Unfortunately, he couldn't say any of this out loud. Therefore, he could only offer an apologetic smile. "Not at all, Teacher. I just want to observe and learn from up close."
[When it comes to being protective of his food.]
[Protective of food? Send it over!]
[Although Brother Guan tosses the person in the coffin upside down during combat, he really is protective normally. Look at this distance, he hasn't moved a meter away.]
[Speaking of which, what does he do when he takes a shower? Does he carry the coffin on his back?]
[I don't know. Old Thief didn't draw it, and he won't let a prestigious Pilipala VIP member like me see it.]
The bullet comments let their imaginations run wild, while Situ Ming turned his head away, not arguing with Chen Guan, and focused on solving the problem. "Hmm... The space is quite ample. It can be laid on the bottom, the side walls, and even the inside of the coffin lid."
Situ Ming operated the holographic screen to create a simulated design while explaining, The bottom needs heavy reinforcement to bear the brunt of the impact. The side walls can be a bit thinner, just enough to withstand lateral collisions. As for the inside of the coffin lid... if you don't open it often, we can add some appropriate lining to protect against falling objects from above.
As for securing everything, we can use a special bio-adhesive. It is non-toxic, harmless, and has just the right amount of adhesion. Plus, it won't negatively react with the mystic iron or the spider silk. The Equipment Research Building has some in stock, so I can allocate a bit for you.
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
