Fantasy: Inherited in the same vein, the master fights with domineering power

"Such a rough holy source?"

He stretched out his hand to hold the clock-in system in Saint Source's hand, and looked at it carefully for a long while.

"The craftsmanship is average."

"It looks like it is made of system waste. If I were the one to do it, I would definitely be able to do it better. This kind of Holy Source is really too low-level. Who made it so substandard?"

"Look at the cure." Tongzi raised his eyebrows.

"Why do you still need to look at it?" The system holding its arms snorted, "It's made of data waste, and it incorporates the unique healing power of our healing system. I don't understand the craftsmanship, but I feel like it's in the holy source. It is roughly estimated that the healing power must have been produced for at least two thousand years."

"Two thousand years?"

Unexpectedly, when he punched in and heard the words, he laughed out loud.

"Why do I feel that this craftsmanship must be more than five thousand years old, or it was rushed out by a small workshop. The quality is really poor. This kind of quality cannot leave my laboratory."

Both the punch-in system and the healing system give their own opinions.

Tongzi, who was leaning on the wicker chair, took the Holy Source back and rubbed it in his hand, with a deep and soft murmur in his eyes.

"Developed from data scraps."

"Boss Tongzi, it seems that the data scraps we lost have gone somewhere." The healing system whispered beside him, "As expected, those data scraps were transported away and used to make this crude holy source. The heavens used it.”

"Humph~"

The punch card system on the side snorted.

"What are you humiliating?" The healing system curled his lips, "Am I wrong in what I said? Isn't this holy source made of data waste?"

"I'm too lazy to argue with you."

After punching in and holding the back of his head in disdain, Tongzi squinted at him for a moment.

"Kazi, if you have an idea, just say it."

"I don't want to get involved."

Punch-in frowned and said solemnly.

"Let me do research and development. I will develop whatever you want. But I won't get involved in your battle of wits and courage. I don't understand anything."

"Don't you understand or don't want to say it?"

Tongzi frowned, "Kazi, you can say whatever you want. I promise I won't blame you, and I can promise I won't beat you again in the future."

In an instant, the sign on the side widened his eyes.

how? !

Does this mean that all the beatings from now on will fall on me?

"You obviously have the best mind in our system circle, but you always hide it when expressing your opinions. I could ignore it before, but now you can't hide it anymore. Tell me what you think." Tongzi frowned. He frowned and said solemnly, "I'm asking you to do this. For the sake of me and your brother Anshan, the emperor is still out there, so tell me!"

He took a deep breath and clocked in without saying a word for a long time.

He knew it deep down.

If he gets involved in this matter, then don't even think about getting out of it. He has indeed thought of many possibilities, and his reason tells him not to get too involved.

"So I say, the happiest time is when you have no brains."

The punch-in system suddenly burst into laughter. He raised his head and pondered for a long time, clenching his hands into fists.

"Okay, let me tell you my humble opinion."

"Let's talk about this holy source first. How much waste does this kind of holy source use?"

"The scraps we throw away can allow half of the monks in the world to get this kind of broken holy source. And just expecting this kind of holy source to hinder Brother Anshan, isn't it a bit too presumptuous?"

"Look at that holy source..."

"Just a few monks with an orthodox holy source can beat them eight hundred times. Even if the lost scraps are developed into this kind of holy source, it will be of no use to the heavens."

He punched in and spread his hands with disdain in his eyes.

"Take a step back."

"Even if they really make the Holy Source, don't they need time to make it? They can make all the data scraps we throw away into the Holy Source. It will tire those tyrants to death."

The refuted healing system was speechless, snorted and hugged its shoulders without saying anything.

During this period, Tongzi had been silently listening to the punch-in words.

"Then where do you think the waste is used?"

For Tongzi, the use of lost data scraps has always been a concern. The emperor has been searching extensively, but so far he has not received any news of data scraps.

Bian, the tyrant, and the waste, all three have made no progress.

When she saw this holy source, Tongzi could tell at a glance that it should be a product produced by the system circle, but Tongzi could not confirm it specifically. She would rather the data scraps were used to develop inferior holy sources.

Data waste is simply the garbage produced by the system.

Can be put into use.

It needs to be purified and processed through multiple processes before being put into research and development. Even so, the products produced are also external products such as magic weapons and weapons.

Like these holy sources made from data scraps.

They are like a bomb that will explode at an unknown time, and the owner of it will be killed if he is not careful. If the developers are willing to leave some imprints on them, they can control those who possess this kind of cruelty in a flash. The holy realm of the heavens of the sub-holy source.

However, this is already a better result.

Tongzi really hoped that this could be the case, but the punch-in system made sense.

Reserve base station scrap.

The entire system circle has been produced for thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands of years. These wastes are so huge that they can threaten the safety of the entire universe.

The Holy Source can still be saved.

like...

"From my point of view, the lost data scraps have not been put into use, or even if they have been used, they have only been invested in research and development in small batches. They are real data scraps..." He punched in and breathed out, looking at Tongzi and leaning forward slightly, "Boss, maybe you don't like what I say, but I still think that the real purpose of these wastes is to dump them into the sky."

Hearing these, especially the last sentence, Tongzi's eyebrows trembled slightly.

"reason!"

"It's obvious." He opened his arms and said in a deep voice, "Data waste is waste. Even if you play with it, it is still waste. It has no practical value at all. Bian's people can use so much The waste was secretly transported away, so why don't they go to the Duan system resource library, to the resource library in Duan Zhucheng..."

"Wouldn't it be more beneficial to them to get these?"

"They have to work so hard to take away these data scraps with unstable energy and risk many uneasy factors and risks during transportation. Their purpose is only one..."

"It's about seeing this as the last card in their hand."

"Stud!"

"Dump the waste and die together with us and the heavens. No one will survive."

"I'm not saying this to be alarmist."

"With so many years of inventory in our system circle, those scraps can do it. As soon as the dumping begins, the monks in the world will turn into willless zombies."

"Even so, this is actually the result of a good relationship."

"In terms of good and bad luck."

"That's it, Xiaoji!"