Cyber Daming

Since getting involved with Jin Yiwei, Li Jun has never done anything that can be reported to the court for merit, so it is reasonable that he does not know what merit points he has.

"This merit point is actually very simple to say. It is used by the imperial court to count our merits."

Fan Wujiu explained: "Those of us who are soldiers will be rewarded for how many rebels we kill and how many prisoners we capture. But the prerequisite is that we must report it to the Ministry of War's White Tiger Hall for approval.

He raised his right hand towards Li Jun, "I heard that in the pre-Ming Dynasty, enemies' ears were used to count. We don't have to go to that trouble now, just use the Ring of Impermanence Book."

"I know this."

Li Jun nodded, that is also my point of proficiency.

"Usually we call the merit points in the Ministry of War line 'Martial Arts Points', and the merit points in the Staff Department are called 'Wenzhi Points'. And this thing is not only related to our salary bonuses and assessment promotions, but also to the household office. Ranking and funding!”

"Last year our household office had few points and was ranked last among the ten cities in the Japanese people's district, so this year's funding was cut a lot. This makes the old ghost miserable, and the young boy Bai Mingming There were still a few black hairs, but all of them turned white in a flash."

Lord Ma secretly asked: "So this is the reason why your kid was chased by a gangster girl at the beginning of the year for debts?"

He and Li Jun arrived at the Inuyama Castle Household Office together. They were also new here, but they already looked like old people and knew all kinds of gossip in the house.

Inuyama Castle did not regard this Mojia as an outsider, but directly regarded him as a non-staff member.

If Ghost Wang Da hadn't stopped him, Fan Wujiu would have applied to Beizhen Fusi Yamen for a small banner status for Lord Ma.

"Master Ma, where did you hear these rumors? It must be from Xie Bian's grandson! How could he have the nerve to talk about me? It's obviously his money!"

A look of resentment suddenly appeared on Fan Wujiu's face, "But I heard that the civil service points in the civil service department are much easier to get than us. As long as you can get the money, the points will come in handy."

"There is no need to work like us to seize so many smuggled firearms. The entire household can get a thousand points at most, which can be exchanged for only one million in treasure notes."

"In addition to getting promoted and making a fortune, can this amount be exchanged for supplies from the court?"

Li Jun remembered what Zhai Mancang said. He had obtained his sixth-level martial arts in exchange for his own martial arts points.

"Yes, our court is now like a salesman carrying a pole from village to home. On the left is us little people without parents, and on the right is a serial heavy enterprise producing various high-end creations.

Fan Wujiu cursed and said: "If the left side cries, bring something from the right side to comfort him. If someone on the left side is going to die, he will spend a small amount of money to give you a false reputation and persuade you to sell him things again. These days , even if it is buried in the soil, someone will miss it, only burning it to ashes is the most practical thing!"

Li Jun heard strong resentment from the other party's words.

It seems that in addition to loosening the rules when dealing with the Japanese people, the New Donglin Party still has a lot of restrictions on the Jinyiwei in the Sinmin District.

He suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart and continued to ask: "What can I change it for?"

"That's a lot."

Fan Wujiu counted them one by one with his fingers: "Like the firearms and weapons from the Shenji Military Industry directly under the Ministry of Industry, the genetic medicines from the Nongxu Qimin Group, the mechanical prostheses from the Moxu Tiangong Group, and the Bingxu Liutao Group. Basic mechanical heart"

Mentioning the mechanical heart, Fan Wujiu became interested. He raised his hand and patted his chest, making a clear and sonorous sound.

"My human-made Seventh Weapon Heart is 'evil', which I got in exchange for the martial arts points I had saved up for three years!" Fan Wujiu looked proud.

"Evil comes? Dian Wei?"

Lord Ma asked in a curious tone: "How many types of weapons do you soldiers have? They are more mysterious than our Mo Jia. It confused me, Lord Ma."

Fan Wujiu looked naive: "Not many, just three basic categories, human, god, and ghost."

When Li Jun heard this, he suddenly recalled the mechanical heart he had come into contact with, and interjected and asked: "Which one does Liwu and Jufu belong to?"

"This kind belongs to the ghost type."

"What about the Thunder Heavenly Soldiers and Feng Bo?"

"This is a basic model that sounds like a god."

"Then where did all these fancy names come from? What's the difference?"

Fan Wujiu's face suddenly straightened up, and his tone was solemn: "The body is like a mustard seed, and the heart hides Xumi. Wherever the body goes, so does the heart."

"Ouch, I didn't realize that you kid can still chew words!" Prince Ma was amused.

"Hey, I bought the Liu Tao Group's advertising slogan printed on the box to show off."

While the two were making jokes, Li Jun looked thoughtful.

"Xiao Hei, don't you mean that whatever you want to be, the mechanical heart will evolve in that direction starting from the basic model?"

"No, Brother Jun, where you go and where your heart goes are determined by your genes!"

Fan Wujiu said in a deep voice: "Tool Heart, Tool Heart is the shell, and the heart is the core. The Tool Heart is not entirely made of iron, but there is also the only meat on Bingxu's body that cannot be removed. The meat contains all the genes of Bingxu's people." .”

"After the mechanical heart is colonized into Bingxu's body, it will change according to different genes. Humans, gods and ghosts are just three general categories. Humans develop machines, gods simulate nature, and ghosts are a mixture of spirit and flesh. Think again It won’t work if you subdivide it downwards, because human genes are so vast and immeasurable!”

"So the name of Tool Heart comes from the owner or previous owner of Tool Heart. It is the heart of the Tool Heart."

Damn it, isn't this a proper biological weapon? ! Even more unreasonable than Lord Ma, the ink-armored ghost.

"Then how do you get promoted in the military order?"

Fan Wujiu grinned, "It's simple and crude, just two words: swallow the heart. Use other people's genes as an external force to awaken the sleeping parts of yourself, or to supplement the deficiencies."

Hearing this, Li Jun turned his head and looked at Lord Ma meaningfully.

No wonder these two guys can be mixed together, they all work together in the same way!

"What are you looking at? Our military order is different from theirs. Master Ma, I am purely mechanical and I don't want to eat that nonsense!"

Prince Ma turned to look at Fan Wujiu and said disgustedly: "From now on, our brothers will join the Hung Hall to share the pool."

The latter rolled his eyes at him and said with a flattering smile: "So Brother Jun and I are destined to be good brothers. It is said that the birth of Bingxu is to imitate Wuxu, and the use of mechanical prostheses to replace the original limbs is also to quickly pass through the physical body. Vulnerable stage.”

"I also heard a saying in Huang Liang's dream in the order of war. When the order of war reaches a high level, the flesh and blood nurtured in the heart of the machine will feed back to the body and form a flesh and blood body again."

At this point, he glared at Lord Ma angrily, "So I will have a real bird in the future, do you have one?"

Prince Ma snorted disdainfully, "I've heard it all, can the rumors be taken seriously?"

"If you break my Taoist heart, I'm not done with you!"

"You two, stop making trouble." After rambling for a long time, Li Jun finally remembered the business, "Can the empire allow us to exchange more martial arts injectors?"

Fan Wujiu picked at Lord Ma's one eye and said without looking back, "I really haven't noticed this. I'll help you take a look when I get back."

Li Jun's face was full of black lines. He ignored these two living treasures and walked to his room on the third floor.

"Brother Jun, why are you leaving? How will the martial arts points be divided this time?"

Li Jun kept walking, "You are the general flag of this place, use your subjective initiative!"

Fan Wujiu quickly ran away from Lord Ma and chased after him, shouting, "I can't read."

At the same time, on the underground floor of the residence.

A Jin Yiwei from the Second Division stopped what he was doing.

On the console in front of him was the box that Fan Wujiu had brought back, with a bloody human head lying in it.

"Boss, the brains brought back from one place have been processed, and the buyer list of that batch of firearms has been extracted."

"Is there anyone suspicious?"

Xie Bi'an's figure appeared in front of him, and at his feet lay a fat man with a round face who was sleeping soundly with a bottle of wine in his arms.

Jin Yiwei quickly raised his eyes: "There is one person who once appeared in Chongqing Mansion and was related to the tragedy of Qixia Group."

"who?"

"Gong Qinghong."