beggar hero

【48】

As expected, Mu Junan kept his word, and he brought the contract the next day, and compared to the previous offer, Mu Junan added another one. No matter what Wei Zi wanted in the future, even if it was just a needle or a Line, as long as Wei Zi wants it, the Mu family will deliver it to your door.

With this guarantee, Wei Zi will not starve to death even if he stays at home and does not go out.As long as Wei Zi doesn't fool around with Xiao Zi.

"Call me during the martial arts conference." After leaving this sentence, Wei Zi started his retreat career again.

And this retreat, Wei Zi is not for anything else, but for the only task he has received now.

Thousand receivers...

Taking out the broken blueprint, Wei Zi put it back into his backpack after looking it over and over again.

If you want to complete this blueprint, you must first know the composition of the thousand receivers.

Shutting himself in the studio again, Wei Zi lit up the forging table again and picked up Tiangong Suoye.

On the first day, Xiao Zi flew into Mu's shop with a note with only one word '饭' written on it.The servants of the Mu family brought three dishes and one soup to Wei Zi.The next day, it was still the same time and the same note. This time, the servants of the Mu family brought Wei Zi a roast duck and a bowl of rice.

Day three, day four, day five...

"Xiao Zi, it's time to eat." On the sixth day, the person who came to deliver the meal was no longer a servant of the Mu family, but Zong Yu, a major general.Zong Yu held a jar of wine in one hand and an exquisite food box in the other, and directly kicked open the door of Wei Zi's studio. "I've brought you wine..." But Wei Zi with stubble on his face and bloodshot eyes came to meet him. "Xiao Zi, are you okay..."

"It's okay." Seeing Zong Yu coming, Wei Zi just reached out and grabbed Zong Yu's two hands. "If there is nothing else, you can go back, Major General." After saying that, Wei Zi was about to close the door.

"Hey!?" As the second young master of the General's Mansion, Zong Yu had never been shut down.This kind of self-consciously sent food and wine, but was directly turned away... Thinking of this, Zong Yu instantly turned into a dog who couldn't get food, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

"..." If it is normal, Wei Zi still has a sense of understanding when facing the dog-like Zong Yu, but now... "Major General." Hearing Wei Zi call himself this, Zong Yu was even more depressed up. "Okay, General Zong, Zong Yu, A Yu." After changing their titles three times in a row, Zong Yu finally stopped gloomy. "Come another day, I'm really not in the mood today." Speaking of this, Wei Zi could not help but sigh.

Taking a sneak peek at Wei Zi's studio through the crack of the door, Zong Yu nodded reluctantly. "Okay, let's have a chat someday."

"it is good."

"Well, tomorrow is the martial arts conference, Jun'an and I will pick you up in the morning."

"Well, I see."

After finally sending Zong Yu away, Wei Zi sat down on the edge of the forging table. "It still doesn't work..." With a palm, he opened the mud seal of the wine jar, and holding the wine jar, Wei Zi raised his head and took a sip. The clear wine slid down Wei Zi's neck to his chest, soaking a large area. clothes.

It took me only four days to make Zong Yu's big knife, but it has been five days, and I still have nothing to do with that design.

It's already the sixth day...

In the past few days, Wei Zi can be said to have been doing the same thing repeatedly.

Make a thousand receivers, and then disassemble the built thousand receivers into parts.

At this time, Wei Zi discovered the disadvantages of the Jiansan system.And precisely because of this shortcoming, it can be said that Wei Zi has been working in vain these days.

It stands to reason that things are made by themselves, so after they are dismantled, they should be able to be put back together again.But this theory doesn't work when it comes to Wei Zi.

When making the Thousand Receiver, Wei Zi completed it through the Jiansan system. Each part was built and assembled, and finally a Thousand Receiver with powerful attack power was formed.It stands to reason that after the thing is built, the steps are reversed and repeated, and every part is recognized, and then the broken design can be completed.However, the problem is precisely here.

Wei Zi discovered that the Thousand Receiver can be disassembled by himself, but after that, he can no longer assemble it by himself.Desperately recalling the process of making this thousand receivers by himself, Wei Zi found that the memory of that period was vague, and he could not find a reference standard at all.

Believe it or not, Wei Zi made several of the two types of thousand receivers that can be made by forging at level [-], but without exception.After dismantling, there is no going back...

Completing the design drawings is amazing, and I really think too much.

Like a basin of cold water, it poured Wei Zi's warm blood into his heart.

And for the past few days, Wei Zi has continued this kind of life, building a thousand receivers with enthusiasm, and then being exhausted by the reality.

It is said that fate is a monster, even if you lie down and let him tease you, he can still find ways to challenge your bottom line.

So, it's really not that Wei Zi slapped Zong Yu's face today, but that he really didn't have the mental strength.

"Tomorrow..." Looking up and taking another sip of wine, Wei Zi sat on the stool, surrounded by parts of different shapes. "Go and see..." Maybe it's time to give yourself a vacation and change your mood.

On the other side, Zong Yu knocked on Mu Junan's door with a frustrated expression.

"What did brother Wei tell you?" Mu Junan was practicing calligraphy, and after feeling Zong Yu's breath, his movements didn't even stop.

"Xiao Zi kicked me out directly." After a pause, "But, things are left." Speaking of this, Zong Yu couldn't help but sigh. "For Xiao Zi, I can't even keep up with a box of lunch!"

"Of course I can't keep up." After finishing the last point, Mu Junan put the brush on the pen holder. "Put away your stupid look, there is no audience for you here."

"Junan, even you..."

"Either speak well, or leave. Choose yourself."

"Okay, I was wrong." Raising his hand to signal his surrender, Zong Yu glanced at Mu Jun'an helplessly. "You know, that's just my hobby."

"Tell me, what did you see." Obviously, Mu Junan, who grew up with Zong Yu, didn't like this at all. "What did you find at Wei Zi's place? It made you rush over like this?"

"Hey?! Do I still..."

"speak politely."

"That's right……"

"speak English."

"Wei Zi seems to be recreating a new weapon!" Zong Yu, who couldn't express his bad taste, simply said everything in one breath, regardless of whether the other party could hear him clearly.

"How did you find out?" But obviously this trick didn't work for Mu Junan.

"When I went to deliver the food, I saw Wei Zi piled up messy things on the floor. Judging by the color and shape, they seemed to be dismantled from one thing. What do you want to do now?"

Hearing Zong Yu's inquiry, Mu Jun'an didn't say anything, but looked at the desk, and on the rice paper on the table, a big word "waiting" seemed to be still wet ink stains under the sun.