11 Old Classmate

After a busy night, Feng Ling also built a wall around the small garden.

And just to be safe, he also set up surveillance cameras and other defensive measures around the wall.

He'd already decided he had to call the police on this.

But before he could call the police, he had to prepare enough evidence.

However, the development of things surprised him again.

The next night, the demon beasts appeared again, but not from the small garden.

Feng Ling felt her heart skip a beat. So I worked overtime all night and you're telling me I'm not coming out of here?

His anger surged and he directly beheaded the demon.

Just like that, a month slowly passed. Those demon beasts were like wandering battles. They came out of the small garden these two days, ran out of the two mountains two days later, and appeared from some corner two days later.

In the middle, Feng Ling sorted out the surveillance video and sent it to the police station, but there was no reply, and no one came to investigate.

He had no other choice but to increase the scope of the surveillance and try his best to ensure that he could discover and kill any demon beasts that appeared.

He could only kill one if one came and two if a pair came.

The weather this year was also a little strange. It directly came from early autumn to early winter.

If one looked at the temperature curve, it had gone from early twenties to below zero in just a few days.

People also put on winter clothes early in the morning. The children of Divine Weapon Town were wrapped in big cotton-padded jackets, each of them looking like a big dumpling.

At this moment, the Divine Weapon Town was no longer on guard. It had returned to its usual calm. Only when they chatted after dinner would they talk about how terrifying the swamp gas was. Which old man was unlucky enough to sigh for the loss of his life?

Zeng Shiwu stood on the familiar street and looked at the stall selling fried dough sticks at the corner of the street. He could not help but smile.

It had been ten years since she left Divine Weapon Town.

The Divine Weapon Town had changed, but this unique smell of the land made her feel extremely familiar and excited.

She would definitely protect her hometown well. As she walked, she swore to herself that she would never let the demons act recklessly here.

As he turned the corner, Zeng Shiwu saw a shop called the Armament Workshop.

"The Armament Workshop… Eh, I seem to remember it. It's a blacksmith's shop?" she muttered and turned around to walk inside.

Feng Ling looked up and started when he saw the girl.

"Zeng Shiwu?"

"Eh?" Zeng Shiwu was a little confused. She was surprised that Feng Ling called her name.

However, she really couldn't remember this person in front of her.

"Excuse me, but you are … ?"

Zeng Shiwu was a little embarrassed. This kind of person called out your name, but you had no impression of him, especially in your hometown…

She already had three bedrooms and a living room on the ground.

"In the second grade of elementary school. Not long after I transferred over, you were chosen by the sports team. You might not remember me. My name is Feng Ling."

"Ah, Feng Ling, I remember, I remember!" Zeng Shiwu immediately understood when he heard the name. He clapped his hands and said in surprise, "But you've changed too much. To be honest, you don't look anything like when you were young."

A thin and weak figure appeared in her mind. At that time, Feng Ling's skin was dark, as if he had been smeared with pot ash all day.

He also looked malnourished and looked easy to bully.

Looking at the boy in front of him, he was tall and straight. He couldn't be considered very handsome, but at least he was much more pleasing to the eye than some popular idols. Coupled with his bronze skin color, he looked even more sunny and determined.

It was just that his clothes were a little plain. If he went to the city to tidy up, he would be quite good-looking.

He looked completely different from when he was young.

"Haha, men change when they get older. You, on the other hand, are exactly the same as when you were young."

"Hey, the facial bones are like this. They can't change." Zeng Shiwu waved his hand and then asked curiously, "You opened this shop?"

She looked around and saw that they were all some kitchen utensils and farm equipment. There were no tags.

"Yeah, I'm the one taking care of it now."

"Hey, that's not right. You… ahem, are you selling these?"

Zeng Shiwu wanted to ask why Feng Ling did not go to school. According to their age, Feng Ling was either in high school or university now.

However, she corrected herself in time. He was here after all, so he probably didn't go to school.

As for the reason, in a town like Divine Weapon Town at the foot of the mountain, they were either poor or had gradually abandoned their studies.

Even though it was compulsory education now, once one got into high school, it would cost a lot.

Even with scholarships and various security funds, most of the time, this kind of tight living would change the thinking of the entire family.

Unless the parents were very determined to support their children in school, a significant number of children would drop out after junior high.

When Feng Ling saw Zeng Shiwu's appearance, he vaguely guessed what she wanted to ask, but he still said, "Just sell these. They were all personally typed."

"Ah, personally?" Zeng Shiwu was surprised.

"It was so dark when I was young. I practiced forging iron." Feng Ling couldn't help but smile. He also thought of how he looked when he was young.

"Turtle, so you're still a blacksmith master now?" Zeng Shiwu exclaimed appropriately.

She had traveled extensively over the years and had seen many craftsmen, but most of them were old people in their fifties.

It was rare to see someone as young as Feng Ling.

After all, these pots and pans were all mechanized now. If they were said to be handmade, they would probably be used to carry the finished products out to sell…

"How can I be considered a master…"

Even though the two of them did not interact much when they were children, it was still pleasant to meet like this after so many years.

The two of them chatted for a while before Zeng Shiwu said, "By the way, let me introduce myself. I'm now a constable from the Divine Weapon Town police station."

"Oh, how impressive!" Feng Ling extended his thumb in heartfelt admiration.

Zeng Shiwu was the same age as him. Logically speaking, she had just started university, but she had already started working in this system. It was obvious that she was outstanding.

He just didn't know why the girl chosen by the sports team back then became a constable…

Then, Feng Ling thought of another problem. It was not a good thing to come to the Divine Weapon Town to be a constable now!

The demon beasts that came out from his place from time to time were troublesome enough for him.

Even though he cut them down like cutting vegetables every night, those demon beasts were actually very terrifying.

When ordinary people encountered such an existence, no matter how many divine weapons they had, it would not be enough.

That kind of existence that surpassed the level of ordinary life had already exceeded the imagination of ordinary people with just its speed and strength.

When something really happened, people like Zeng Shiwu would probably be the first to be sent to investigate.