Chapter 691 562: I Really Need It, Please!

"Is this... the sword you mentioned before, your personal weapon?" Zhang Su examined it and laughed, "I must say, it's drawn well. You're quite talented."

Ju Mumio nodded slightly, "That's right, this is the tachi passed down by the Ju Clan... According to current classification standards, its size is closer to a great tachi, with a blade length of 144 centimeters and a total length of 182 centimeters."

The standard for a great tachi is a blade length of over 150 centimeters, with a total length reaching an astonishing 200 centimeters. However, the forging of Ju Yihet dates back so far that such complicated classifications didn't exist then, it was entirely customized according to the user's requirements.

"182 centimeters, that's 1.82 meters, this tall."

Zhang Su gestured with his hand, since he himself was 1.85 meters tall, meaning that Ju Yihet would be at eye level with him. With this comparison, he became even more puzzled, "Are you sure you measured it right, can such a long sword be drawn out? It's not convenient... "

While speaking, Zhang Su awkwardly gestured, his expression odd, because he felt that if he were to use it, the sword would likely get stuck in the scabbard and wouldn't come out, or it might fling the scabbard out, which would be both cool and amusing...

"Of course, it's not a problem!"

Ju Mumio's face showed a peculiar expression, as if she'd heard a ridiculous question, and then she explained, "Actually, it's not as tall as you. Because the blade is curved, it's that tall if it's standing on the ground."

She confidently gestured to a height, roughly around 1.7 meters, a little taller than herself.

"Alright then."

Zhang Su no longer concerned himself with the length of the sword, frowning as he looked at the pencil drawing of Ju Yihet on the paper, raising his eyebrows as he asked, "This sword is called Ju Yihet, it's a family heirloom?"

"Yes!" Ju Mumio nodded, "It was forged during the reign of the 50th emperor, Emperor Heimu, in 805. On your side, that's... the first year of Emperor Shunzong of Tang, Yongzhen."

"Could you say that again?"

Zhang Su was somewhat shocked, he'd thought the weapon might have been around for a couple of hundred years, but just a fraction of that?

"That's how it's recorded in the family, as for whether it's true or not, I don't know." Ju Mumio shrugged. She didn't believe it as a child, but eventually came to believe it, though she didn't expect others to do the same.

"Alright, let's not dwell on it..." Zhang Su shook the paper in his hand, asking, "You know I ran into a veteran blacksmith on my way out this time, thinking of reforging a new one?"

"Reforge it? No, no, no..."

Ju Mumio shook her head repeatedly, saying, "I'm hoping you can help me find Ju Yihet."

"Huh?" Zhang Su's face showed confusion, "Find it? In this environment, how?"

Originally planned sub-divisions had all retreated to Celestial Horse Island due to the strengthening of the zombies. Going out to look for a tachi in this situation, isn't that madness?

"Ask the survivors, maybe someone knows."

Ju Mumio pointed in the direction of the village.

"Oh, I see... then no problem. I thought you were saying we should head out to find it... Let me ask, when did this tachi go missing, and where was it lost?"

Zhang Su folded the drawing and put it in his pocket, inquiring about the specifics.

"It was registered and stored at customs. The procedures were done and we were about to retrieve it when the disaster broke out..."

Ju Mumio squeezed her temples with a look of helplessness. Growing up in Japan and experiencing various natural disasters, she understood what force majeure meant. So even if she lost a weapon as precious as life, she wouldn't risk fetching it.

Not taking risks didn't mean giving up; the idea of searching for Ju Yihet had always been in her heart. She had made efforts before, but all were in vain.

With so many people now in the camp, she thought it wouldn't hurt to ask around. Who knows, there might be a clue, and she believed that such a distinctive weapon, once seen, would not be forgotten.

Zhang Su understood, "So according to you, the tachi should be in the Mountain and Sea District. Alright, I'll ask around for you. But... it's been four months, why are you thinking of looking for it now?"

Ju Mumio's expression became grave as she shook her head, "The zombies have grown stronger again. This type of weapon is no longer sufficient for handling sudden situations."

With that, she pulled out a slender steel rod and shook it, her eyes showing a hint of resignation.

"Yeah..." Zhang Su felt a slight heaviness in his heart at the mention of the zombie problem by Ju Mumio, "How about reforging one? I ran into the old blacksmith who used to make weapons for me when I went to town. He's really skilled."

"I really need a tachi right now. If the materials are sufficient, please make a similar great tachi for me! Please!"

Ju Mumio earnestly requested, knowing Ju Yihet had irreplaceable qualities and lost forging techniques, but given the current conditions and environment, she wasn't picky; as long as it worked...

"Materials aren't the main issue. Write down more detailed specifications for me, and I'll hand them over to the blacksmith. It might take some time, but consider it a reward for the help you just gave me!"

Zhang Su said with a smile.

"I'm deeply grateful." Ju Mumio felt this reward was substantial, and she stepped back to bow seriously.

"Alright then, where is that thing you brought back?"

Zhang Su inquired about the liquified zombie, planning to take it to the lab soon.

"At Maple Leaf Inn, follow me."

Ju Mumio indicated to the inn where she lived.

"Wow, you hid it where you live? You're something else..."

Zhang Su chuckled and shook his head, figuring only Ju Mumio could do something so outrageous.

"Shhh, keep it down, Xiaoling doesn't know..."

The two headed towards Maple Leaf Inn, closely followed by a little dog wriggling its tail.

Their presence drew many eyes along the way; with the top two fighters of the Yama Corps walking together, although one male and one female, anyone could see there was a distinct aura between them, clearly indicating they weren't a couple. As for the little doggy following them, people naturally overlooked it.

Soon, they arrived at Maple Folklore, while Good Fortune continued running towards the mountain; human work was too boring for it.

Yi Xiaoling had just returned home and was observing the survival of grafts near the heater when the sound of the door startled her.

"Brother Zhang, you're here, um... want to come in for a bit?"

Yi Xiaoling stood awkwardly at the doorway, resembling a modest housewife hosting a guest.

Seeing Yi Xiaoling rubbing her hands in nervousness, Zhang Su laughed, "You two are more and more like a couple. You handle the inside, and she handles the outside. Not bad."

"Ah... really? Haha."

Yi Xiaoling was taken aback by Zhang Su's comment, not knowing how to respond, and chuckled awkwardly.

"Xiaoling, I'm just bringing Brother Su to grab something, then he'll leave. No need to sit down; you can go inside first."

Ju Mumio waved gently with a rare smile; she didn't want Yi Xiaoling to see that creepy zombie, not because she feared it, but because she feared reproach for bringing a mutated zombie's body home, which would be ominous…

"Alright, you two take care then. I'll head inside first."

With that, Yi Xiaoling turned and went inside, heading to a bedroom. Planning to sneak a peek at what they were fetching, she reached a window just as she heard a light thud. Ju Mumio closed the van's door and then went to close the yard gate, but Zhang Su had already vanished.

"It can't be..."

From entering the house and reaching the bedroom window took less than ten seconds. They were done fetching things?

That was fast!