Urban Horror House

5 minute later.

A group of people came to the front of the warehouse.

Han Song was standing there, pacing back and forth, when he saw Chen Sixian approaching, he greeted him and said, "Sure enough, you are here."

Chen Sixian smiled and said, "I'm not called Guo Ruan, but my junior Chen Sixian has seen Senior Han, and I haven't seen him for a while, so don't come here without any problems, but he even forgot my name."

Han Song knew that he was joking, and there was a smile on his face: "Haha, I'm fine, I'm so strong, I can kill a dinosaur, but you, there is a..."

Suddenly Han Song stopped talking, and looked behind Chen Sixian in astonishment: "Isn't this the big clock that has become a spirit?"

He also went to see the ancient bronze clock when something strange happened earlier, but he didn't pay attention at that time.

When things got out of control later, Han Song wanted to make a move, but Tianxiong stopped him, and told Han Song that it was better to leave it to their professional people.

He was specifically told by Chen Sixian to take good care of the old senior. Tianxiong would rather have an accident by himself than let him have an accident.

Han Song begged again and again, but all failed. In the end, Tianxiong couldn't be persuaded, and he was a little angry, so he gave up.

So I waited and waited here, not knowing what was going on there.

When I saw Chen Sixian and the others approaching, I felt that everything was almost fine.

As soon as Chen Sixian arrived, it seemed that everything could be easily solved.

The big bell should have been intimidated.

Chen Sixian nodded and said, "Yes, it's that thing."

Han Song said incredulously, "Did you kill it?"

"That's not true. It's temporarily under control. I'll clean it up when I have time. Don't worry about it now."

"Then you are here this time..."

Han Song looked at Chen Sixian suspiciously.

"The main thing is to look at the old man Han, and find a rice cooker by the way."

Han Song nodded at first, feeling that Chen Sixian hadn't forgotten himself, but the more he listened to it later, the more something went wrong.

Rice cooker?
"Do you want to cook? No need, you can eat in the cafeteria, or I will cook for you."

Han Song patted his chest, and said: "It's not me bragging, the game I made is delicious, it's made in the mountains, by the way, Brother Tianxiong brought a lot of ingredients to the cafeteria during this time, wait for me Let me show you my skills, and let the brothers of the Armed Forces Control Bureau have a taste of my old man Han's skills."

Tianxiong smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Han, Boss Chen doesn't cook."

"Why does he need a rice cooker if he doesn't cook?"

"Make medicine."

Han Song stuttered directly: "Do, make medicine?"

Tianxiong nodded, looked at Chen Sixian with a strange expression, and said, "I'm also curious about how to make medicine with a rice cooker."

Huofeng glared at Tianxiong, and explained slowly to Han Song: "To be precise, it's alchemy. You probably haven't heard of using a rice cooker to make alchemy?"

"This is impossible!"

Han Song was somewhat well-informed and well-informed. He was once a well-known rookie in the martial arts circle. He had naturally heard about alchemy, but he didn't know that the rice cooker would produce such a subtle connection.

Chen Sixian smiled and said, "Senior Han, some things were impossible before, but it doesn't mean they are impossible now."

"Times have changed, alchemy methods and techniques are different."

Han Song was startled: "That can't be so different."

Chen Sixian said: "At that time, you can see what the difference is, and you still want to find me a tool."

Han Song was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll find it for you."

1 minute later.

Chen Sixian went into the warehouse, picked and picked, and found an unused Meddy rice cooker, and then asked Doug Iger in his mind about alchemy.

Immediately, I chose another induction cooker, found a dozen stainless steel pots by myself, and packed them in a large plastic bag.

Seeing this, everyone was surprised from ear to ear.

Tianxiong walked up to Chen Sixian: "Boss Chen, I'll take your things."

Chen Sixian shook his head and said, "No, I'll do it myself."

"It's inconvenient for you to carry it, but you have to save your energy. You can't make any mistakes in this alchemy."

Chen Sixian smiled. Doug Iger will naturally guide alchemy when the time comes, so he can just follow suit. Doug Iger will also choose when the time is critical.

Don't worry about him.

He only needs to operate step by step, although this is the most difficult thing in alchemy.

But Chen Sixian is already a master of the Golden Core Realm, and his soul acuity is extremely powerful, which is unimaginable for ordinary people in the Golden Core Realm.

This is the true strength of the strong.

Even if you learn something from scratch, you are better than you, better than you!

From Chen Sixian's point of view, as long as he followed suit, even a fool would be able to refine a batch of pills.

What is the spirit of saving?
If you make a mistake, you will be a ghost!

But this is his secret, so naturally he can't tell Tianxiong and others.

But they don't know that it is these things that seemingly fools can learn and do well that have trapped batch after batch of alchemists and even alchemy masters.

At this time, Chen Sixian smiled at Tianxiong: "Don't worry, I won't take this thing by myself."

"Let me do it."

When Han Song spoke, he was about to reach out to take the plastic bag Chen Sixian was carrying.

Chen Sixian also waved his hand at him, pointing to the big clock behind him, and the ancient bronze clock turned over immediately, turning into a big vat.

Everyone stared dumbfounded.

Chen Sixian controlled his true energy and sent the plastic bag in his hand to the big bell.

Everything is stable and in order.

Look at the stupid people.

"Isn't that all right?"

Chen Sixian said with a smile: "No one needs it, just have it."

Han Song stared at him in astonishment: "Is that clock still alive?"

Chen Sixian smiled and said, "Yes, I'm living a good life, and I'm obedient now, and I'm a good at packing things."

Tianxiong and the others had stiff faces.

This ancient bronze clock almost killed the people from the Armed Forces Control Bureau. Even if they didn't die, they still had half their lives left, exhausted.

How come Chen Sixian is as obedient as a dog.

Can this contrast not be so big?
……

Chen Sixian led the ancient bronze clock that was turned upside down, and wobbled to the cafeteria.

The canteen of the cement factory is very large, more than five meters high, and it was rebuilt from a factory building.

There are still a few people inside who are eating.

Seeing Chen Sixian entering first, they all stood up and said hello.

Among them is Ge Yun.

When they saw the ancient bronze clock behind Chen Sixian and the people from the Weapons Control Bureau, they couldn't help but take a breath.

Has this weird big clock been subdued?

Like Han Song, they wanted to help, but Tianxiong also refused.

I can only follow along in a hurry.

He wanted to call Chen Sixian, but after seeing Tianxiong finished making the call, he just forgot.

Seeing them now, everyone was shocked on the spot.

Chen Sixian smiled and said something, then took out the plastic bag from the bronze ancient clock, and took out the contents.

Put them on the table one by one.

Meidi rice cooker, Meidi electronic circuit, plug-in board, everything is available.

"What is this for?" Ge Yun asked.

Chen Sixian laughed and said, "Alchemy!"