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Chapter 182 The Blown Yang Zi
The modeling of the [-]-meter-high mecha is getting more and more perfect. According to Yang Zi's needs, the overall red paintwork is similar to that of Iron Man, but the mecha is stronger.

There are wings that can be stretched out on the back of the mecha. When the wings are stretched out, the jet system in it can drive the huge mecha to take off.

Moreover, the combat system of the mecha focuses more on melee combat. The arm of the mecha can be transformed into a machete or a chainsaw.

As for the long-range attack system, there is only a flamethrower for the time being. Since this mecha is an independent world rule system, the devices written inside the mecha cannot be separated from the main body, so long-range attack methods are more difficult to complete.

However, just by virtue of its huge size and indestructible hardness of King Kong, it is enough for an alien to drink a pot.

Therefore, there is no rush for remote modification for the time being. After you go out, hand over the mecha and the source code to the doctor, and let the doctor install a new type of space cannon to solve the problem.

The source-level code also writes a huge internal space inside the mecha based on the space technology in Najie.

It is like a world, with everything from the sun to the moon, land, plants, small animals, everything that one expects to find.

Xiaoyuan is such a big baby,
After watching the model evaluation, Yang Zi couldn't help sighing.

In the future, he must be nicer to her, so as not to run away, then he will cry to death.

"Still tens of billions of resource points short?"

Yang Zi touched his chin. Sister Ji Zang is so lazy. Does she have so many resources?
Yang Zi came to the pagoda with a guilty conscience, and saw Ksitigarbha lying on the throne for retirement at a glance.

strong strong strong strong!

Yang Zi plucked up his courage, stepped forward and said, "Sister Dizang, I have a plan."

"Go away, I have no money."

Ksitigarbha snorted coldly and turned over directly, leaving Yang Zi with a back view.

"What money is not money, what is the relationship between us, Sister Dizang, talking about money hurts feelings."

Yang Zi ran over with a playful smile, and thoughtfully beat Sister Dizang's legs and shoulders.

After being massaged by Yang Zi for a while, the Ksitigarbha didn't speak, and Yang Zi cried, "Help me, Sister Dizang, you love me the most~"

"Speaking, sister Jizo?"

"Hey!"

"My dear sister, can you please take care of me?"

A whole hour of pleading, to no avail.

Could it be that sister Dizang is really too poor to support me?
Yang Zi rubbed his chin, playing games or lying down all day long, and the original wish money is not in circulation with the Star Alliance, as soon as the original wish money is in the hands of Sister Dizang, it will be taken to practice,
So, Sister Ksitigarbha is a poor woman?
As Yang Zi thought so, Ksitigarbha slapped him out the door.

Hey,
Where to go for the original ball?

Yang Zi sat on the ground and was completely at a loss. Could it be that he really wanted to build a cheap version of the mecha?
I feel so bad.
Yang Zi got up, walked into the pagoda again, and ran to the throne to lie down next to Ksitigarbha.

"Sister Dizang, don't always treat me like this, okay?"

Yang Zi leaned into her ear and whispered.

Ksitigarbha's body trembled. She didn't know if she could bear it anymore. She sat up expressionlessly and stared at Yang Zi coldly.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Yang Zi swallowed, and it became more and more difficult to guess what Sister Dizang was thinking.

"Don't look at me like that"

Yang Zi smiled flatteringly.

Ksitigarbha said coldly: "Are you too self-righteous?"

"what?"

Yang Zi was taken aback, what do you mean?
Ksitigarbha showed a trace of coldness, and said softly: "You are just a boatman of this seat, why do you think that this seat will help you in everything?"

Yang Zi blinked, "Sister Dizang?"

"Called this seat Bodhisattva"

Ksitigarbha said indifferently, and at the same time, he swept Yang Zi off the throne like a fly.

Yang Zi looked confused, what happened to Sister Dizang?
"But... you used to be very good to me"

Yang Zi said.

"Ah"

Ksitigarbha King glanced across Yang Zi's aggrieved face with indifferent eyes, and said, "I am a Bodhisattva, helping you is just sympathizing with sentient beings, and you are worth something."

"Is this true?"

Yang Zi suddenly felt very uncomfortable, with a feeling of suffocation.

"Whether it's true or not is up to you to judge."

The Ksitigarbha King gave him a cold look, sitting cross-legged, with a solemn appearance, exuding a breath of dust all over his body, and at the same time, the singing of gods and Buddhas came from a distant time and space.

Yang Zi lowered his head in disappointment, since Sister Dizang said so
"Sister Ksitigarbha, Bodhisattva"

Yang Zi beeped softly: "Then I'll go first."

"How about it, do you have resources?"

The source code looked at Yang Zi excitedly, Yang Zi got up and sighed: "There are no more resources."

"there is none left?"

The source-level code was suffocated, and it took a long time before he said: "Then I can only make a crude version."

"Um"

Yang Zi agreed in a low voice, and then said: "Save the model of this big mecha too, I can do it later when I have enough resources."

The source-level code's eyes lit up, and said: "Okay, then I'll make the model first!"

"Go."

Yang Zi waved his hand, then lay down on the bed again.

Little Tutu walked to the bed, looked at Yang Zi worriedly and said, "Jerry, are you okay?"

Yang Zi said weakly: "Go watch TV, I'm tired, I'll sleep sooner."

"Oh"

Little Bunny walked out of the bedroom obediently.

Sea of ​​Bitterness, inside the pagoda.

Ksitigarbha tossed and turned on the throne, the expression on his face changing from time to time.

Sigh for a while, indifference for a while, and irritability for a while.

"Kill him and it will be over."

Ksitigarbha suddenly said to himself through gritted teeth.

It was quiet inside the pagoda, Ksitigarbha sat up, and there seemed to be a trace of unspeakable helplessness on his delicate and white face.

In the vast universe, a huge and ancient planet,

The headquarters of the Star Alliance, where the United Ball is governed.

A handsome monk with a bald head came to the square in front of the ruling hall in a black monk's robe.

All kinds of creatures come and go in the square, and the monk's arrival is inconspicuous.

The Executive Hall is located in the center of the square and is a towering building.

The monk pondered for a moment, walked towards the building, and came to the door, only to find that the queue was extremely long.

It can be seen that things in the Star Alliance are busy, and there are many dissatisfied creatures queuing up to complain.

The monk frowned, hesitated for a long time, and then walked towards the gate shyly.

Many creatures in the queue looked at the bald head jokingly, wanting to jump in line?

There was a good show.

really,

The monk came to the gate and was about to go in when he was stopped by a group of Saiyan guards with bristling hair. The leading Saiyan captain shouted angrily: "Didn't you see that you have to line up? Go back. Ga ?”

The Saiyan captain saw the monk's face clearly, took a breath, and said, "Damn."

"Ah."

The monk pursed his lips and whispered, "I want to find someone who can take care of things."

"oh oh."

The Saiyan captain stepped aside in fear and said: "Please come in."

"Um"

Ksitigarbha nodded and walked through the gate.

"Why can he jump in line?"

"that is."

The people who jumped in line outside suddenly complained, but those who can come to the Star Alliance to do business are not fools. Those who jump in the line at the Star Alliance headquarters in a grand manner naturally have the capital to jump in, and complain a few times and let it go.

(End of this chapter)