"Zhang Feng, what is this?" Xiao Han asked curiously.
"Hehe, it's a stick!" Zhang Feng laughed and said, "I rarely use it to fight. I only use it in very urgent moments."
"What material is it made of?" Xiao Han asked curiously.
"I don't know what metal it is," Zhang Feng shook his head and said, "I found a black stone on a mountain when I was in middle school. It glowed in the sunlight. So I picked it up and showed it to the blacksmith in our village. He said it was a Meteorite from Beyond the Heavens, but I didn't know what that was. He offered to make me a stick out of it as a gift!"
"So it's not an earth-derived material?" Xiao Han expressed surprise.
"Yep!" Zhang Feng nodded.
Xiao Han curiously took the metal stick from Zhang Feng's hands. The corners of his mouth curved into a surprised smile. Indeed, it was incredibly astonishing. The stick, which seemed just under half a meter in length, felt exceptionally heavy.
"Wow, it's really heavy!" Xiao Han said in surprise.