The Notre Dame system is arrogant again

Chapter 811 The Mysterious Zhang Xiaohua

Duan Yu was stunned, this was the first time he heard Zhang Xiaohua say that.

He had thought about it before, but he always felt that Zhang Xiaohua and Duan Li were getting closer. Of course, if Duan Li was here, it might not be like this, but just as Zhang Xiaohua said, he is Duan Yu here!

"I know what you mean, and I won't be polite in the future."

Zhang Xiaohua stared.

"You better be polite!"

Duan Yu laughed, and his depressed mood suddenly healed.

"In addition to helping me arrange these people, customize some weapons for me."

"What weapon?"

"A knife that is good at close combat, here is the picture." Duan Yu took out a piece of paper from his arms and gave it to her.

Zhang Xiaohua looked at it, she didn't know much about knives, but she had filmed a movie, it was a costume movie, there were a lot of knives in it, big and small, light and heavy, and many more.

Her personal opinion is that as a weapon, knives are better to be practical, don't use so many bells and whistles.

Also, in general martial arts movies, weapons are drawn out, bright and dazzling, but in fact it is pretending to be aggressive!
A good weapon should not be dazzling, otherwise how could it be a night of killing when the moon is dark and the wind is high? Before you can kill, the cold light in your hand will expose you.

Well, farther away.

Zhang Xiaohua looked at the size and weight markings next to her, touched her chin and said.

"Okay, I'll give it a name, let's call it Mo Dao, the ink of ink."

"Why?"

"You'll know it after it's built. It's just that I suggest a heavier weight and a thicker blade, so that it can be used for a longer time. What do you think?"

"Soldiers still need to wear armor, which is too heavy to carry."

"Training."

Zhang Xiaohua thought of modern military training and the training methods of special forces, her eyes brightened, and she told Duan Li that Duan Yu was not bad, and Barabara said something.

Duan Yu was a little dizzy as if he was listening to a scripture from heaven.

"Just carry something on your back and run, can you be good?"

"This is called physical training! Let me tell you, what martial arts practice is about exercising the body, that is physical training. The weight I mentioned is simpler than that, and it is easier to promote. But there is one thing, you must remember that nutrition is good. To be able to keep up, to put it bluntly, you must have meat, vegetables and eggs, otherwise you will be exhausted and you will not be able to train to achieve the effect you want."

Zhang Xiaohua took a pen and paper and drew the image of a modern soldier, the hero of the first blood.

Back then, she didn’t know how many times she watched First Blood. Stallone’s image of a veteran made her blood boil, and she was so angry that she reported Sanda, boxing, taekwondo, military boxing and other violent sports!

The biggest difference between Zhang Xiaohua and other girls is that when she sees a good man, she doesn't want to have this man, but wants to become as good as that man.

Just like watching Stallone, what she longs for is to become so capable of fighting, so that anyone who bullies her in the street will be kicked away.

It's a pity that modern thin arms and legs have not been realized, but came to this world to realize it.

Duan Yu looked at the burly and muscular man on the paper, his eyes were fiery, and those who didn't know thought that Duan Yu was doing something, but in fact, he was just thinking, if he had such a team of generals, what would he be afraid of!
"It's powerful at first glance." He murmured.

"Are you in a hurry? If you're not in a hurry, I'll write you a training manual. Let me tell you first, you must eat well, and you must have a doctor watching over you all the time, and treat any injuries as soon as possible!"

"I know, just like I practice martial arts."

"I'll write you a diet house as well."

As Zhang Xiaohua spoke, she sat down at the pen and began to write.

Duan Yu sat there watching Zhang Xiaohua write intently, feeling a little uncomfortable for a while.

Before he came, he had thought about all kinds of possibilities, Zhang Xiaohua would be indifferent to him, and would be perfunctory to him, but he never thought that Zhang Xiaohua would be so caring about him.

Because of childhood illness, he matured much more precociously than his peers. At that time, he thought he understood Zhang Xiaohua very well, but as he grew up, he gradually discovered that he had never understood Zhang Xiaohua from the beginning to the end. Just a fan.

He thinks he knows a little bit about girls, like Duo Duo, who hides such a deep scheming, he can see through it at a glance, but Zhang Xiaohua can't see through it no matter how he looks at it, let alone see through it, he can do it even if he sees through it less than.

Zhang Xiaohua said that he likes freedom, and he believes that he also likes freedom, but later found that the freedom he understood is completely different from the freedom Zhang Xiaohua said.

Zhang Xiaohua said that she would not marry Duan Li, nor would she marry him. He didn't believe it. He once thought that Zhang Xiaohua said that to him just to choose Duan Li.

In the end, Duan Li left, but Zhang Xiaohua stayed. He couldn't figure out why Zhang Xiaohua didn't leave with Duan Li?
And this time, he also came to Zhang Xiaohua for help with the intention of giving it a try, but Zhang Xiaohua obviously helped him wholeheartedly, and even said that the two brothers were on his side.

It’s too unexpected!

He didn't question Zhang Xiaohua's affection for him, but he always felt that Zhang Xiaohua treated Duan Li much better than him.

Zhang Xiaohua and Duan Li's joint business of selling books still haunts him.

It would be great if Zhang Xiaohua could go back to the capital with her. One day in the future, if he really sat in that position, he would give her the most honorable title!
It took some time to write brochures and make knives, so Duan Yu stayed in the city of Notre Dame.

Zhang Xiaohua wrote it based on her memory of military training, there is no way, the Holy Mother will not provide such things about cultivating violence.

Even the Holy Mother doesn't have the skills to make knives. Duan Li came here to customize knives because he took a fancy to the city of Notre Dame that can produce good steel.

This Zhang Xiaohua saw it from a novel, the male protagonist, steel, glass, gunpowder, the third one!

She remembered it in detail. Although it was a little different from what was described in the book, the direction was right, and it was done after a few experiments.

Now the steel workshop has been taken over by the yamen, the glass is still in the experimental stage, the gunpowder has not been taken out, and some things do not meet the requirements of the Holy Mother, so let's wait and see.

When Duan Yu went back to his residence that night, Mr. Zhuang, the aide who accompanied him, asked.

"Sir, how is it?"

"She agreed, and those people can arrange it tomorrow, and it will take a while." Duan Yu hesitated for a while, and then explained the training method Zhang Xiaohua said, "What do you think, sir?"

Mr. Zhuang thought for a while.

"I've never heard of this, but it sounds very simple and feasible. Human strength can be cultivated, but this also requires extremely high food. It is necessary to have meat every meal. In this way, It costs a lot.”

Duan Yu nodded.

"Sir, do you think it is appropriate to find a few people to try out in the early stage?"

"Don't exceed 500 people. You must be cautious when selecting people. If this method is good, you must not let others know."

Duan Yu nodded.

"Go back, sir, and help me prepare for this matter."

Mr. Zhuang agreed, but hesitated.

"According to Shizi, Miss Xiaohua still remembers her love back then, so she may not be able to go back with us."

Duan Yu shook his head.

"I know her temperament. If you say what you say, you won't go back. No one can do anything."

Mr. Zhuang didn't take it seriously. It's natural for a woman to depend on a man to live, and Zhang Xiaohua is no exception, probably because she is too reserved.

"How about I go talk about it?"

(End of this chapter)