Lin Yi quietly walked over.
He saw that under his long sword, there was also a black folding knife.
The scenes from when they first arrived at the Central Guards Brigade were still fresh in Lin Yi’s mind.
They were all rookies, not knowing what weapon they were accustomed to using.
At that time, they were allowed to choose their weapon from the warehouse, and Zhou Liang picked the folding knife that resembled a dagger.
Lin Jiang picked up the folding knife and lightly caressed it with his fingers.
A wave of inexplicable heartache surged through him, difficult to calm for a long while.
Compared to Lin Yi, Xiao Bing seemed to have come to terms with things at this point and could even face the situation calmly.
It wasn’t that their feelings for each other were shallow.
Because she knew that one day, perhaps even the next time she set foot on the island, she might encounter him.
But Xiao Bing understood Lin Yi’s inner pain.
Zhou Liang died right in front of him, a hurdle he would never get over in his lifetime.
After a long moment of calm, Lin Yi returned Zhou Liang’s folding knife to its proper place.
He then took his own weapon and swung it in mid-air a few times; the grip was surprisingly fitting, requiring no adjustment.
Subsequently, Lin Yi took all three weapons down and placed them in his car.
Even if they were custom-made per the system, he still needed to become familiar with them.
Just then, Xiao Bing produced a silver steel pipe, roughly two centimeters in diameter, which felt substantial in her hands.
"Lin Bro, test its quality."
"Alright."
Lin Yi didn’t grab the long sword; instead, he wielded two daggers and began sparring with Xiao Bing.
Clang, clang, clang—
The sound was crisp, and there were even sparks flying.
After a mere dozen moves, the steel pipe in Xiao Bing’s hand was forcibly cut in half.
Around the break point were markings of varying depths.
"The results seem impressive," Xiao Bing remarked:
"You went easy; otherwise, it might have broken within three moves."
"This kind of steel has a high carbon content, which makes it brittle; if we were on the island, the effect wouldn’t be so apparent," Lin Yi said:
"But it’s still unmatched by other weapons."
Xiao Bing nodded, her thoughts aligning with Lin Yi’s.
Globally, the weapons used by their group should be the best available.
Moreover, this is just the first batch; they will upgrade in the future.
By then, the Central Guards Brigade will significantly lead in terms of weaponry.
Improving their combat capability.
"Alright, we’ve reviewed the items; let’s head out," Lin Yi said:
"We must expedite the investigation of the Blood Bull Club; we cannot delay for even a moment."
Xiao Bing looked at Lin Yi, serious in demeanor.
"Lin Bro, are you worried about something?"
"Just overthinking things," Lin Yi said:
"The task failed this time; I fear they have other moves planned, so speed is crucial; we must be ready even if there’s no sign."
"Understood."
Leaving the weapon room, they encountered Zhao Chunyan and Zhang Zhiyi waiting outside.
"Director Lin, are there any modifications needed for the weapons we crafted?" Zhao Chunyan asked.
"Overall, they look pretty good; I’ll test them and make adjustments if needed."
Lin Yi smiled at them and said:
"You both have been working hard; take the time to plan a team-building event, go out for a trip, and relax a bit."
They both looked a bit uneasy; Zhang Zhiyi said:
"After such a major incident at the Institute, Director Lin doesn’t blame us; we’re already thankful beyond measure and wouldn’t dare ask for more."
"Oh, it’s nothing," Lin Yi patted their shoulders and said:
"Some things are unavoidable; just do your best. Relax when you need to. Don’t save money. You both can decide how to go about it."
"Alright, alright, thank you, Director Lin."