Survival at the end of the world: Human beings shrink 100 times at the beginning

Chapter 49 Making a Plastic Gun
49. Make a plastic gun
"plant--"

Mi Xiaoyu stopped after uttering these two words, as if he was undecided, looked at Xia Zhiwei, Xia Zhiwei didn't mean to refute, so she continued, "I don't think plants can mutate, of course even if they mutate, they can't be mutated. What can I do? Is it possible that I can still run like an animal?"

"Yes, I don't think it's possible either."

Liu Tonghui said, "That would be really crazy. Even plants can mutate, so will other things in the world mutate? For example, the wood in our hands, the stones on the ground, etc., right?"

"Sister Zhiwei, what do you think?" Liu Xiaoye asked.

Xia Zhiwei nodded and replied unhurriedly, "Yes, it's generally unlikely for plants."

Afterwards, the topic stopped there, and no one went to discuss it further.

"By the way, where did we talk about just now?" After a moment, Niu Dayong asked.

"Didn't you just say that Qin Yue might be able to control iron elements in two or three months? Have you forgotten?" Mi Xiaoyu said as a reminder.

"Oh, I remember." Niu Dayong smiled.

"Then what?" Mi Xiaoyu asked, looking around at everyone.

Then he said, "How about this? Since Qin Yue said that he can control plastic, why not show his hands to open everyone's eyes?"

"Yes, I just know it, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes." Niu Dayong said with a smile, looking at Qin Yue and everyone else, looking very expectant.

"That's right, Qin Yue, try it quickly." Xia Zhiwei said, "With super powers, hard work can make up for weakness, so it's best to train hard."

"Then I'll try to manipulate the outer packaging on this piece of bread first."

After saying that, Qin Yue started to operate.

In order not to spoil the bread, he imagined a piece of plastic film in his brain, held his breath, and let the mental power transfer to the plastic on the bread with his fingers.

Five or six seconds later, everyone could almost see with the naked eye that the plastic outer packaging began to melt into a water-like state under Qin Yue's control, but the strange thing was that the plastic packaging under the bread that was close to the ground did not move at all, it was still the same It seems that only the top of the bread and the surrounding areas are under Qin Yue's control.

Suddenly everyone wanted to ask why.

But no one spoke.

Xia Zhiwei smiled and murmured to herself, "I didn't expect Qin Yue to be so skilled in manipulation."

Obviously, in her eyes, Qin Yue has become very comfortable with his own abilities.

Of course, Qin Yue also tried hard to avoid the plastic part under the bread during the control process in order to prevent the bread from being contaminated by touching it on the ground.

Three minutes later, Qin Yue took back his hands.

In front of him, he had processed the plastic packaging of the bread into a piece of plastic film. The stretched area was more than three times larger than the original plastic packaging, but it was also obviously much thinner.

Seeing this situation, everyone marveled at Qin Yue's ability.

Some people even think of plastic wrap.

"Isn't this just a piece of plastic wrap?"

"What can I do with this?"

"It seems to be of no use!"

"Can Qin Yue make a plastic bag?"

"It's definitely possible!"

Later, under everyone's curiosity, Qin Yue started making it again.

In a few minutes, a super mini version of the plastic bag was formed.

"Good guy, this thing was really made by Qin Yue."

"Qin Yue, build more of them. This kind of thing is so practical. It can be used to hold garbage, water and food. It's also clean, isn't it?"

"I don't think it's necessary at the moment. It's better to make some self-defense weapons or something. After all, we may encounter danger every moment, right?" "Then what to make?"

Everyone had weird thoughts, some thought of plastic knives, plastic spears, and some even thought of plastic shields, etc. Everyone was curious until Mi Xiaoyu asked Qin Yue if he could make a plastic gun.

They all looked at Qin Yue.

It seems that as long as they have a gun, no matter how powerful the superpower is, they can't defeat them. After all, no matter how powerful the weapon is, it will be useless under the muzzle of the gun.

Under everyone's extremely eager eyes, Qin Yue finally made a mistake.

He hesitated for three seconds, frowned slightly and said, "I'm afraid I can't make this."

"Don't worry, just give it a try." Xia Zhiwei encouraged.

"Yes, yes, no matter whether he can make it or not, it should be fine if he tries it." Everyone encouraged him.

"Well, all I can say is give it a try." Qin Yue said modestly.

Then, he put his hands on the remaining plastic film, imagined a pistol in his mind, and started making it with breathless concentration.

The front seems to be going very smoothly. The gun tip is like being printed by a [-]D printer, showing the prototype.

Mi Xiaoyu exclaimed excitedly, "Wow! This is a gun! Why didn't we think of making a gun?"

"That's right!" Liu Tonghui said with a smile, "Now that we have a gun, what do we have to be afraid of!"

For a moment, Niu Dayong also became excited, and his expectations for the big hammer almost instantly dropped to freezing point.

With the passage of time, the gun in Qin Yue's hand has taken two-thirds of its shape, and it looks good. Regardless of whether the gun can be used or not, at least the deterrent power of the gun has reached the level in everyone's heart deeply ingrained.

At this moment, no one doubts whether the pistol made by Qin Yue can be used. As long as he can make it, even if it is a mold, everyone will love it.

After the manufacturing was completed, Qin Yue took it in his hands.

Like everyone else, I was surprised and excited, and I really want to try it now.

Niu Dayong took a step forward, grabbed the pistol from Qin Yue's hand with a familiar look, and started playing with it curiously. Everyone also swarmed up and got closer to take a look.

Niu Dayong operated it for a few times, then sneered, "Damn it, is this a mold?"

"Can I pass the level?" Mi Xiaoyu asked professionally.

"No way!" Niu Dayong said in a dumbfounded voice, "The one that is downgraded can't be broken apart at all. It's dead. Also, the trigger is dead too. Damn it, you're ruining my joy..."

Without saying a word, Mi Xiaoyu snatched it away and tried it in her hand, with the same expression of dumbfounding.

This time, Qin Yue felt a little embarrassed.

He looked serious and said, "I'm actually not very familiar with pistols, so..."

"It's okay, we can understand you," Xia Zhiwei said with a smile, "Your abilities actually depend to a large extent on your imagination. Of course, your mental strength should not be underestimated, but I believe that through diligent and hard training, you will be able to It will take time to become more proficient, but as of now, you can already control plastic elements, which shows that you have made great progress——"

"Qin Yue can also control cardboard boxes." Niu Dayong interjected.

Xia Zhiwei argued, "Aren't cardboard boxes just wood?"

"Huh?" Niu Dayong was speechless after being refuted.

He scratched the back of his head and said to himself, "So the cardboard box is also made of wood? I always thought... Okay!"

Xia Zhiwei shook her head and smiled, "Actually, paper is also made of wood, isn't it?"

Her words also made Qin Yue realize a lot.

"No wonder it's so easy for me to control cardboard boxes." Qin Yue muttered in his heart.

(End of this chapter)