Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Zhao Chuanxin walked out, and everyone in the sweat-stained den looked at each other with burning eyes.

The wind is rustling and the water is cold, for fear that the strong man will never return.

Zhao Chuanxin is their hope.

When Zhao Chuanxin just exited the state, he was fully prepared.

Pushing the door open, there was indeed a circle of puppet soldiers outside, at least hundreds of them, blocking the street.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin come out, a puppet soldier immediately stepped forward with a sword.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his pocket technology and poured water out. The poured water turned into mist due to Lord Runzhi's greetings. The fog was hazy and the visibility was no more than one meter, covering the entire street.

Zhao Chuanxin bent his knees and bounced. The smart gyroscope pushed his chest and moved him backward to the roof of the sweat-sweat den.

Quickly mount the gun.

boom……

boom……

One smoke grenade and one fragmentation grenade.

The puppet soldiers cannot see Zhao Chuanxin, but the smart gyroscope can sense their presence.

There has never been such a loud noise in the City of Rune, which attracted the astonished glances of the residents of the city and the passing business travelers.

boom……

boom……

When the smart gyroscope reminded Zhao Chuanxin, he casually threw the No. 13 ball.

As soon as there was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound, Zhao Chuanxin jumped off the roof.

The puppet soldiers below were blown up and staggered, but except for the puppet soldier who was directly hit by the shell and lost an arm, the rest were intact, which shows how strong the shell of soft gold material is.

Zhao Chuanxin ran over and picked up the arm on the ground, and took a glance. The shell of the arm was not blown off, but the connection was forcibly torn apart by the force of the shell, tearing off the worm threads.

He shook the broken arm of the puppet soldier and the light saber from left to right, beheaded five puppet soldiers who were stunned by the explosion, put the fragments in his bag and quickly returned to the hall.

With a crash, the severed limbs fell to the ground.

The refugees in the hall were stunned.

Is this over?

Master Jia looked at the remains of the puppet soldiers on the ground and frowned: "How did you chop them up?"

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

Master Jia sighed: "Forget it, I won't embarrass you. It's just that the threads have been cut off so completely that the original plan won't work."

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: "What exactly are you going to do?"

Master Jia grabbed his messy white hair and said, "I want to make you a pair of auxiliary armors worn by the Desert Emperor."

Zhao Chuanxin took out the fire-concentrating armor, then opened his clothes to reveal the violent armor on his arms and knee joints: "I already have these."

Master Jia took a look: "The beetle clan's violent armor in Middle-earth is horribly rough and can't be compared to the armor I want to build."

As a ninth-level craftsman, Master Jia's knowledge is vast, he has read countless books, and he even knows the products of Middle-earth.

Zhao Chuanxin's heart was beating wildly.

In his opinion, the Violent Armor was hard-core enough, but Master Jia didn't take it seriously.

When Master Jia looked at the Fire Armor, he touched his cloak, then his helmet, and murmured to himself: "If there is a black dragon core..."

Zhao Chuanxin simply took out the black dragon core and black dragon wings given to him by the one-eyed elder of the Salamander Tribe: "Is this what you are talking about?"

Master Jia clenched his fist: "You..."

He looked ecstatic: "Okay, okay, you are worthy of being the fearless pioneer of Middle-earth. You actually have a black dragon core. I can make an artificial dragon breath activator for you. I think we can escape together. If you have any other weapon materials, please take them out and let me have a look."

Equipment that was already a divine weapon, such as the Mud Trowel Gloves, the Misty Traveler, the Old Sacred Altar, the Old Sacred Crucible Brand, and the Old Sacred Fire, Zhao Chuanxin did not mention or take out.

He took out other things.

Mjolnir is the culmination of lightning magic and magic from two worlds, Weird Man and Nikola Tesla. It is the product of completely different technology trees, and Master Jia cannot understand it.

Gray cutters are useless.

Fuhu ring cannot be modified.

His eyes fell on the flying fish spine whip, and then looked at the light knife on the ground: "What a pity."

"What's a pity?" Zhao Chuanxin asked.

"The backbone of the flying fish is a better base material than the puppet soldier's light sword. It's a pity that I don't have enough rune fragments in my hand, otherwise I could create a unique weapon for you!"

Zhao Chuanxin thought about the greedy and arrogant look of the Desert Emperor and said, "It's a pity that there are not enough materials. The Desert Emperor will come and get it!"

Zhao Chuanxin's words seemed to remind Master Jia, who looked solemn: "If we want to escape from the Rune City, we have to do one more crucial thing."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Chuanxin asked him.

Master Jia, like weirdos and Nikola Tesla, is a rare talent.

Master Jia said: "There are two puppet craftsmen in the garden room at the top of the palace, one black and one white. They master the secrets of two runes respectively. The black one masters the two runes of Light Blade and Central Control, and the white one masters the True Eye. And solidity. I need you to steal two craftsmen, and we use them to disrupt the puppet soldiers in the city, especially the black puppet craftsman. The central control rune he masters can make the puppet soldiers chaotic."

Zhao Chuanxin was confused: "Why do you say that the runes owned by the Desert Emperor can be mastered by two puppet craftsmen?"

"The runes are not objects, they are the rules of the universe." Master Jia has already begun to play with a pile of scraps on the ground: "Like the singularity axiom of the mirage, top puppet craftsmen understand complex and illusory rules more easily than humans."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't understand.

The general meaning may be that the controlled runes are equivalent to owning a photolithography machine, and the empowered rune fragments are equivalent to integrated circuits, micro-electromechanical systems, etc.

Just when he was about to ask, someone next to him said: "Fearless Pioneer, please give me food and drinking water. I will repay you when I get out, I swear."

"Swear? If the oath is useful, then why do we need a contract?" Zhao Chuanxin took out a pen and paper: "Sign the contract and save your life. What can you give me? If you break the contract, you will have to lose your life to honor it."

The man's lips were dry. He smiled and asked the same question as Zhao Chuanxin asked Master Jia: "How much life is lost? I am not an ordinary person. My ancestors are nobles. I can even tell you responsibly that the army of puppets in the hands of the Desert Emperor , it’s related to my ancestors.”

It seems like everyone here can brag a lot.

Zhao Chuanxin just wanted to open his mouth and quoted the number of one hundred years like Master Jia.

But he had an idea and changed his mind: "If you break the contract, you will lose five years of your life."

The man listened with disbelief on his face: "I sign, I sign. Although I don't have gold coins or gems, I think I have treasures of equal value..."

The rest of the people rushed up after hearing this.

Five years of life?

Haha, after being rescued, it depends on your mood whether you break the contract or not.

Zhao Chuanxin counted roughly, and his grin reached behind his ears.

Okay, okay, if all these people break the contract, he will have a life span of nearly two hundred years.

Seeing many people threatening to give Zhao thousands of gems, hundreds of millions of gold coins, and some saying they have secret treasures at home after they go out... seriously, one of them dares to ask for it, and the other dares to promise, but it is clear that they do not want to fulfill it sincerely.

However, Zhao Chuanxin did not criticize him. Instead, he looked cheerful and pretended to be greedy.