I use technology to revitalize the underworld

Feng Jingchen's eyes dimmed.

Weng Xiaoshu's face sank even further: "What did you say?"

But Cai Mao finally realized at this time, something seemed wrong with his current state!

His body was so light that he didn't feel real when he stepped on the ground.

what's the problem? !

Cai Mao's eyes rolled violently, completely ignoring Weng Xiaoshu's expression and question.

He sternly said: "What is this place? Let me tell you, let me go back quickly! Otherwise, you will all have nothing to eat!"

The service ghost on the side saw him like this, and rolled his eyes in disgust: "Idiot, didn't you hear that you were dead? Don't you really remember what you were doing before you came here?"

When Cai Mao heard this, his expression froze suddenly.

What was he doing before he came here?

It's like... bungee jumping? !

At this moment, forgotten memories flooded in like a tide.

He remembered.

Before waking up here, the last picture he saw was himself falling vertically to the ground from a height of a thousand meters...

Cai Mao finally realized something, his face was pale and his body was crumbling.

When all the ghosts saw this, some were watching the play, while others were sighing.

suddenly.

"Ah!!" Cai Mao screamed, turned around and ran!

No, he is not dead!

He was just kidnapped by these weird guys, as long as he escapes, he can go home!

Cai Mao went crazy, screaming and running outside,

Everyone was taken aback by him.

The middle-aged man subconsciously chased after him before!

Feng Jingchen happened to walk to the periphery of the ghost group.

He raised the big black umbrella, pointed the tip of the umbrella at the colored hair, and pressed the button to open the umbrella.

"Bang" sound.

The black umbrella opens.

The colorful hair was suddenly sucked back!

This is a small function that Feng Jingchen added to the big black umbrella, which can easily clean up the little ghosts who like to run away.

The effect of the first use is good.

Feng Jingchen was satisfied.

However, Feng Jingchen frightened Cai Mao and the surrounding ghosts into fools!

Especially Caimao, he just felt dizzy and returned to the original point.

"Ghost!!" Cai Mao was so frightened that his eyes split open, he scrambled and ran forward.

But Feng Jingchen's slender five fingers grasped lightly, and directly pinched Caimao's back neck.

Cai Mao: "..."

He felt a slight cold touch on his neck, and his whole body froze suddenly.

Frightened, he started talking nonsense: "I'll give you money, don't kill me! I have a lot of money, I'll give you whatever you want!"

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly.

The other ghosts around immediately rolled their eyes in their hearts.

Want to bribe Lord Yama?

act recklessly!

But everyone dared to complain in their hearts, and looked at Feng Jingchen with the same concern on the surface.

Lord Yan walks silently, which is too scary! !

Weng Xiaoshu was more courageous, restrained her momentum, stepped forward to salute: "I have seen Lord Yan."

When Cai Mao heard this address, all voices were blocked in his throat.

Lord Yan...?

He was caught by Lord Yan? !

Cai Mao's heartbeat suddenly soared to the extreme!Just close your eyes and kick your legs.

Play dead.

Feng Jingchen saw at a glance that this kid was pretending, and he didn't let him go.Turning to look at Weng Xiaoshu: "What's going on?"

Weng Xiaoshu didn't dare to hide it: "Go back to Lord Yan. This kid suddenly appeared on the side of Huangquan Road this morning. As soon as he saw us, he yelled, saying that we kidnapped him."

"We are not unreasonable people, just..."

Weng Xiaoshu paused.

She took a cautious look at Feng Jingchen: "Just, take him to the little black room and investigate his crimes."

Feng Jingchen raised his eyes suddenly: "He came to the underworld by himself?"

Seeing that Feng Jingchen didn't care about it, Weng Xiaoshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly replied: "Yes, we all saw with our own eyes that he came from the other side of Huangquan Road by himself."

Feng Jingchen was even more surprised, and hurriedly opened the electronic life and death book.

Seeing Lord Yan's strange reaction, Weng Xiaoshu and the other ghosts couldn't help looking at each other, and even felt a little apprehensive.

After all, their posture just now was more or less like gathering a crowd to bully newcomers.

Weng Xiaoshu quickly winked at her subordinates.

Those service ghosts had rich experience in doing bad things, so they immediately understood what the big sister meant.

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, these guys secretly completed the work of colluding confessions.

And this time.

Feng Jingchen also screened all the list of ghosts who came to the underworld automatically, and finally confirmed a fact——

Cai Mao is the first ghost whose crime level is greater than 0, but who automatically comes to the underworld!

Feng Jingchen's eyes froze slightly.

what does this mean?

Has the underworld become more attractive to new ghosts?

The functions and functions of the underworld have finally begun to recover? !

Is it because the ghosts and evil celestial masters who are causing trouble in the world have been arrested in a large number in the past few days?

Feng Jingchen turned his eyes slightly, and many guesses and assumptions quickly appeared in his mind.

But in the end, he just shook his head secretly.

Caimao is just an isolated case, maybe it was just an accident.

We have to wait for more examples and research to prove this conjecture.

He can't judge too arbitrarily for the time being.

Feng Jingchen restrained his thoughts and noticed Weng Xiaoshu's small movements.

He squinted at the past: "Did you drag him into the gate of hell?"

Feng Jingchen once told the ghosts that new ghosts should be allowed to pass through the gate of hell voluntarily, and they must not be forced.

Weng Xiaoshu trembled all over, and hurriedly explained: "Yan Wang Ye Mingjian! We didn't mean it, but this guy scolded us several times on Huangquan Road alone! He made troubles everywhere, and almost smashed our furnace!"

Speaking of this, Weng Xiaoshu became angry.

Now the construction of the city wall is her lifeblood, smashing the furnace will kill her!

How could Weng Xiaoshu bear this? !

Weng Xiaoshu snorted softly: "Later, we saw that he hadn't come back to life for five or six hours. It seemed that he was dead, so we arrested him."

She also complained: "Yan Wangye, this kid is not a good person. Although his crime level is one, but his color is very dark! It is definitely close to level two. With his appearance, he may have killed someone before he was alive!"

"You fart!" Cai Mao also gradually came to his senses at this time.

Hearing Weng Xiaoshu say this about herself, she immediately forgot to be afraid.He raised his head and cursed at his neck: "Stinky bitch, how dare you wrong your grandpa..."

"Snapped!"

Weng Xiaoshu suddenly slapped her hard!

Her face was gloomy: "Xiaozhong, what did you just say?"

Cai Mao's eyes widened in shock: "Stinky bitch dares to hit..."

"Snapped!"

Weng Xiaoshu slapped her across the face again!

There was a fierce light in her eyes: "Say it again!"

Cai Mao: "..."

The middle-aged man quickly pulled La Weng Xiaoshu's arm, and whispered: "Don't mess with the lynching."

Weng Xiaoshu suddenly looked back at the man.

The man frowned slightly in fright at her fierce eyes.

Fortunately, Weng Xiaoshu calmed down a little.

She didn't make any more moves, but raised her eyes cautiously to look at Feng Jingchen.

Feng Jingchen was noncommittal to Weng Xiaoshu's action, but he couldn't bear to continue watching the farce.

He threw the colored hair to the ghosts: "Hold him down."

Everyone immediately rushed to press the colored hair firmly on the ground!

There was also a clever ghost who directly covered Cai Mao's mouth to prevent him from making any sound.

"Mmmmm!!" Cai Mao struggled frantically.

But even with all his strength, he couldn't move!

Feng Jingchen clicked on the electronic life and death book to check Cai Mao's life story.

This colorful fur is named Feng Hongcai, the only son of Feng Jiajun, a well-known wealthy businessman in China.

Feng Hongcai has been doted on by his father since he was a child, and he is domineering and rampant.

When he was in school, he was taking the lead in bullying classmates he didn't like.

In high school, he began to seduce and play with the feelings and bodies of female classmates.

After graduating from university, Feng Hongcai intensified his efforts and persecuted many women from good families!

But he didn't kill anyone, and his father spent money to wipe his ass afterwards, so the crime level was just stuck at the peak of level one.

Feng Jingchen saw the end, but couldn't help but let out a little surprise.

He looked up at Feng Hongcai: "You were murdered."

Feng Hongcai: "?!"

"Hmm!!" He really wanted to ask who killed him.

But the ghosts didn't give this guy a chance at all, and covered his mouth tightly!

Feng Jingchen just said it casually, but he won't help this guy to uphold justice.

He directly adopted the judgment of the electronic life and death book: "Feng Hongcai, you were rich and unkind, and you died in vain before the end of your life. You have 39 years of Yin life left. You are now sentenced to serve in the underworld for 39 years. If you perform well, you can re-enter human reincarnation. Performance If it’s not good, you will enter the fifth world of the animal realm before you can re-enter the reincarnation of the human realm.”

Now there are no eighteen levels of hell in the underworld, so the so-called military service is much more comfortable than going to hell.

Therefore, only 39 years of service, the sentencing is far from worthy of Feng Hongcai's crimes.

The judgment of the book of life and death was well decided.

After Feng Jingchen pressed the pass button, there was no need to ask him whether he was convinced or not, and the golden light of merit immediately fell.

And Feng Hongcai seemed to realize something, and the strength of his struggle suddenly weakened a lot.

When the ghosts saw his reaction, most of them mocked him.

What Weng Xiaoshu said just now was not a lie.

This kid Feng Hongcai really offended all the ghosts once.

Only the middle-aged man who was arguing with Feng Hong just now, frowned slightly, and looked at Feng Jingchen hesitantly.

Feng Jingchen noticed the man's expression, but he ignored it for the time being.

He took out two crude handcuffs from the plane warehouse and handed them to Weng Xiaoshu: "These are the kind of handcuffs that Kang Zhiwen wore before."

Cough, it's actually an imitation of his hand training.The effect is only one-tenth of the original.

But it should be enough to deal with ordinary little ghosts.

Feng Jingchen: "In the future, if there are ghosts with high levels of crimes and disobedient ones coming in, I will put them on."

The ghosts who overheard: "?!"

The serving ghost couldn't help but tremble all over.

They are the ones with the highest level of crime!

If you don't obey, I'm afraid you will be handcuffed too!

When the ghosts thought of Kang Zhiwen's tragic past, they immediately felt sorry for him.I quickly pressed all my little thoughts to the deepest, and I didn't even dare to think about it!

Weng Xiaoshu was actually a little timid, but she took the handcuffs calmly on the surface: "Obey."

Feng Jingchen: "Okay, let's go to work."

"Yes." Everyone dispersed immediately.

Feng Hongcai finally got his freedom.

But before he could sit up, he was suddenly handcuffed.In an instant, his body softened and he fell to the ground again.

Weng Xiaoshu looked down at Feng Hongcai from above, with a sinister smile on his face: "Xiao Zaizhong, from today onwards, you will be under the control of my mother. Don't worry, I will take good care of you."

It doesn't matter whether she has a guilty conscience or wants to set up a memorial archway.

But this kid dared to call her a bitch, he was dead!

Weng Xiaoshu sharpened her knife furiously.

But Feng Jingchen lightly raised his eyes and swept away.

Weng Xiaoshu shuddered all over, turned her head to look at Feng Jingchen, and showed a stiff smile: "Don't worry, Lord Yan, I will definitely discipline this kid for you."

Feng Jingchen only said: "Pay attention to proportion."

Feng Hongcai didn't do any human affairs during his lifetime, so it doesn't hurt to teach him a little lesson after his death.

With Feng Jingchen's permission, Weng Xiaoshu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes! Lord Yan, don't worry."

Proper, she knows too well what is proper!

Weng Xiaoshu dragged Feng Hongcai away with a sinister smile.

Only then did Feng Hong realize something was wrong, and struggled in panic: "Ah!! Help!!"

But he was handcuffed, and even the screams were weaker than others, and he was powerless to resist.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man frowned immediately.

He finally couldn't bear it.

After taking a deep breath of the instinctive fear under the air pressure, he quickly walked up to Feng Jingchen: "Yan Wang, is this not good?"

Feng Jingchen turned to him, knowingly asked: "Officer Gao, what's wrong?"

Gao Lang frowned tightly: "Since Lord Yan has already sentenced him to serve his sentence, let him go through labor reform. There is no need to engage in such...private punishment, right?"

What he said broke Weng Xiaoshu's little thought.At the same time, he was accusing Feng Jingchen of connivance.

Feng Jingchen was not angry when he heard the words, but motioned Gao Lang to look forward.

Gao Lang raised his head in confusion.

Seeing that, Weng Xiaoshu threw Feng Hongcai in front of the garbage dump.

She put her hands on her hips, her condescending expression was cold and cold: "Xiao Zhong, from now on you will be responsible for carrying the garbage, no less than one hundred catties each time."

"Every time you move five thousand catties, I will give you a bite of food. At other times, you can't stop even half a step."

"If I find out that you are lazy once, you will have to move another hundred catties to eat. You can weigh it yourself!"

Feng Hongcai was naturally dissatisfied and wanted to argue with Weng Xiaoshu.

Weng Xiaoshu sneered: "I'm not afraid to tell you again, although you are dead now, if you don't eat on time, you will starve to death again."

"People become ghosts after death, but what will ghosts become after death..."

Weng Xiaoshu's bright eyes rolled slightly, but she didn't finish her sentence.

But it is precisely this kind of imaginary space that is even more frightening!

Feng Hongcai's panicked eyeballs rolled around, and his heart was obviously softened.It's just that I can't hold back.

Weng Xiaoshu's eyes swept lightly: "Very well, once you are lazy, you will add a hundred catties."

Feng Hongcai: "...?!"

Seeing his sluggish appearance, Weng Xiaoshu rolled her eyes: "Twice, two hundred catties."

"?!" Feng Hongcai rolled over suddenly, and hurriedly picked up the tools he had thrown on the ground before, "Where is the garbage?"

Weng Xiaoshu ordered two ghosts: "You help him load, remember, you have to pack enough for one hundred catties."

She put the emphasis on the word "enough".

Those two ghosts are service ghosts, so they naturally understood Weng Xiaoshu's hint: "This is simple~"

The two ghosts slapped Feng Hongcai's back basket with garbage that weighed more than a hundred catties!

How could Feng Hongcai, a drunken trash, know how heavy a hundred catties of trash is?

Unprepared, he stood up suddenly, but was crushed and staggered, and fell directly to the ground!

"Aww!!" The packed garbage hit him hard!There was another scream.

Weng Xiaoshu sneered: "Be lazy three times."

Feng Hong blushed in anger: "You..."

Weng Xiaoshu: "Four times."

Feng Hongcai: "..."

He was finally afraid and didn't dare to make a sound.

I hastened to clean up the scattered rubbish, gritted my teeth and walked forward with difficulty.

Feng Jingchen watched this scene without turning his head and said, "How?"

Gao Lang frowned, even a little angry: "Yan Wang doesn't think this is inappropriate?"

This is clearly bullying and oppression!

Even if you treat prisoners, it shouldn't be like this!

Hearing this, Feng Jingchen turned his head to look at Gao Lang, and said meaningfully: "Officer Gao Lang, the underworld is not the world of the underworld."

"This is the place where the sins of the souls are settled."

"All kinds of sins committed by living beings will suffer retribution when they go to the underworld after death. This is the rule set by the way of heaven."

His eyes flickered slightly: "No matter what principles, ethics, and human rights you had in life, but in the underworld, good people and bad people are born of different classes!"

"Bad people should suffer evil retribution, any form of retribution. Before he atones for his sins, even if it is normal for him to go up the mountain of swords and down the pan of oil, why can't he be beaten or scolded?"

Feng Jingchen looked up at the ghost who was working diligently in the distance: "If even the underworld treats bad people as 'people', then how should good people deal with themselves? They are born to be bullied?"

"Then what justice is there in this world?"

Speaking of the last sentence, Feng Jingchen stared at Gao Lang with black and white eyes.

It made this criminal policeman who was over half a century old feel a little ashamed.

He fell silent.

What Feng Jingchen said was completely different from the principles he had adhered to for most of his life, but it was the most simple truth in the world.

quite a while.

Gao Lang shook his head with a self-deprecating smile: "Yan Wang laughed, I am no longer a police officer. Now... I am just a meddlesome ghost."

Feng Jingchen still admired the policeman who died in the line of duty: "Don't say that, the underworld will also need policemen in the future. If you are still willing to do this job, you can prepare well. Wait for the recruitment information."

Gao Lang's eyes brightened slightly, and he said without hesitation: "Of course I am willing! But, do I need to prepare anything?"

Feng Jingchen thought for a while: "In a few days, I will compile a copy of "Various Sins and Corresponding Punishments in the Underworld" for you to read."

Letting Weng Xiaoshu take care of these service ghosts is just a stopgap measure.

In Feng Jingchen's blueprint for the future, the underworld must have its own public security system.

Upon hearing this, Gao Lang immediately responded solemnly, "I will study hard."

Feng Jingchen gently encouraged: "Come on."

Feng Jingchen didn't chat with Gao Langdo either, and quickly turned around and continued to inspect the underworld.

Gao Lang stood where he was, looked at Feng Jingchen's back, and breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, there was a bit of admiration in the complicated expression.

Although their Hades looked on the surface, they were not a few years older than his son.

But when Gao Lang faced Feng Jingchen directly, he felt a heavy pressure.

It's like a younger generation meeting an elder, but it's more like looking up at a mountain!

This King of Hades has vision and insight that Gao Lang can hardly achieve at his age.

This is far from an existence that they can surpass by relying on their age and experience!

As expected of Hades.

Gao Lang was deeply moved.

Feng Jingchen didn't know that he had inadvertently gained the admiration of another uncle.

He walked to the east of the Yinling Grass Field, next to the open space about 500 meters away.

There are more than 60 ghosts at work here.

But they're not sorting trash.

Instead... building a house!

According to Li Xingguo's statistics last week, 18 of them were engaged in the construction industry.

It just so happens that people are not very satisfied with where they live now.

So Li Xingguo reported the news to Feng Jingchen with some selfishness.

Feng Jingchen naturally saw what the ghosts were thinking.

In fact, he originally had a plan to improve the quality of life of the ghosts, but he never found an entry point.

Now that they proposed it, Feng Jingchen immediately took the time to plan the construction site.

At the same time, he used the "free time" of military training.

Referring to the construction method of the city wall, he compiled a "Construction Specifications and Construction Drawings of Residential Buildings in Hell".

Then recruited those 18 ghosts as the construction team and asked them to start building the house according to the specifications and drawings.

It has been less than two days since the construction team started work, and the outline of the foundation has not yet fully emerged.

When the ghosts saw Feng Jingchen coming, their body movements subconsciously froze slightly.

Fortunately, the foreman was more courageous, and immediately greeted him stiffly: "Yan Wangye, what are your orders?"

Feng Jingchen: "I just took a look around. Did you encounter any difficulties?"

The foreman quickly shook his head heavily: "No, we are doing very well! With everyone's help, I think the first building can be built in less than half a month!"

The drawings designed by Feng Jingchen are not complicated. Each building covers an area of ​​6 square meters and is only [-] stories high.

This is much simpler than building the 300-meter-high city wall.

Feng Jingchen nodded lightly, then looked at the ghost who was working hard: "Now everyone comes to help every day?"

"Yes!" The foreman said more and more relaxed.

He couldn't help showing a bright smile on his face: "Everyone has discussed it and sent 50 people to help every day. It is estimated that our first community will be completed in less than half a year!"

After the completion of the work, each of them will be allocated a new house for free!

That's right, it's free points!

As long as it is a ghost with no achievements and no faults, it can obtain the right to live in a house for free while waiting to be reincarnated.

As soon as this system comes out, it will completely awaken the greatest enthusiasm in the hearts of the Chinese people!

The ghosts' enthusiasm for the construction of residential areas is unprecedentedly high.

Everyone would rather not work or pay, but also want to join the construction team and build a new house quickly!

However, if there are too many laymen involved in the work, it is easy to mess up.

So in the end, after discussion with Li Xingguo's organization, everyone decided to divide into groups of 50 people and take turns to help every day.

This also happens to allow everyone to have other time to pick up garbage and earn some rations.

Seeing that everything was going well, Feng Jingchen didn't interfere with their work: "Then you guys continue. If you have any questions, come to me anytime."

"Okay!" The foreman was full of energy when he thought of his new house.

Turn around and go back, just eat it!

The enthusiasm of the other ghosts is also the same. When they work, their efficiency is much higher than that of the city wall.

Looking at everyone's simple happiness, Feng Jingchen also had a faint smile in his eyes, turned around and walked around again.

During this week, the development progress of the underworld is very good.

Now there are 13 ghosts who have learned the 1-5 procedures of the minting line and started to work.

It is estimated that in two days, ghosts with 6 to 10 procedures will be able to work.

In less than a week, the first assembly line in the underworld can be fully operational!

But now, this assembly line still lacks a key person.

Feng Jingchen suddenly glanced at Tiejiang Fang who was in the distance.

At the first glance after he returned to the underworld, he noticed that Fang Tiejiang seemed a little nervous and apprehensive today.

And from time to time, he would probe his head and observe Feng Jingchen's actions.

Wang Jiaxiang was already acquainted with Fang Tiejiang.

At this time, he was always beside him, muttering and sneaking, not knowing what to instigate.

Seeing this, Feng Jingchen knew it in his heart.

His thin lips curled up slightly, and he didn't wander around anymore, and turned back to the workbench.

Meng Rongxing and Wen Xinyan got up quickly and greeted in unison: "Yan Wangye."

Feng Jingchen nodded: "How is the operation of the APP?"

After saving my dog's life and Didi Dagui went online, their management background also opened the function of collecting feedback and suggestions.

Users can make suggestions or comments to the developers.

Feng Jingchen hadn't had time to pay attention before, and he didn't know what those celestial masters and those unlucky people had fed back.

Wen Xinyan quickly clicked on a document: "Yan Wangye, these are the most requested needs of users based on our statistics."

Feng Jingchen looked up.

Wen Xinyan also introduced at the side: "Here in the Tianshi APP, they think that the efficiency of typing and communication is too low, and hope to increase the voice and video functions. And there is..."

Wen Xinyan paused for a moment, her expression became a little more indescribable: "There are many celestial masters who hope to increase the title function to show their strength."

In human terms: I want to pretend.

Wen Xinyan had never been in contact with a celestial master before her death, and in her imagination, the celestial master was an image of an outsider.

But after such a contact, she felt inexplicably disillusioned with the filter smashing.

When Feng Jingchen saw the second item, Murong Qiao's face immediately appeared in his mind.

He was sure that Murong Qiao was definitely responsible for that proposal.

Feng Jingchen couldn't help chuckling: "The first function is fine. The second...you can do it when you have time."

I really don't know, what's so good about adding an ugly title to such an ugly interface?

Meng Rongxing nodded heavily: "No problem, this is simple!"

Now that the Tianshu code is in hand, his self-confidence is highly inflated, and he feels that he can fulfill all the needs of a product manager!

Wen Xinyan continued: "There are also needs from the victims. Everyone wants a reliable channel where they can buy amulets and other products."

In the Save My Dog’s Life APP, users who can leisurely give feedback and suggestions are basically saved.

They have experienced such a life-and-death crisis, so they naturally want to provide more protection for themselves.

however…

The celestial master who came to save them has no food left!There is nothing I can do to help.

They can only ask for help with APP feedback.

Feng Jingchen's eyes turned slightly: "This function... you can temporarily build an online supermarket framework. When I find the products, I can start this business."

For example... yin broom and the like!

Wu Xinghai's research just had a breakthrough two days ago.

It won't be long before the first micro-metaphysics industrial assembly line will start construction!

Wen Xinyan and Meng Rongxing immediately wrote down this demand.

Wen Xinyan continued to introduce the remaining small opinions.

For example, some celestial masters who are not used to using electronic products feel that the functions of the APP are too complicated, and hope to release a simplified version.

Some victims feel that they should have the right to choose a celestial master instead of passively waiting for rescue.

There is also a demand that both the celestial master and the victim have a high voice, that is——

The APP page is really ugly! !

Begging for a change of artist! !

Feng Jingchen: "..."

After Wen Xinyan finished the introduction, her expression was neither awkward nor awkward.

Feng Jingchen thought for a while: "Artists, please see if there is anyone in the underworld who can paint, let's make do for now."

"As for other needs, if you think it is reasonable, just update it. But there is one thing."

Feng Jingchen solemnly emphasized: "Victims must never be allowed to have any authority other than posting for help!"

No one can guarantee that so many victims are normal people with clear minds.

Let them know too much, and it will definitely cause unimaginable disaster!

A few days ago, Murong Xiaoxiao discovered those unlucky people and established many communities on the Internet.

He also got involved in one or two groups, broadcasting the content of the group chats online to Feng Jingchen every day.

The focus of chatting in these groups is naturally how to contact the celestial masters and seek blessings.

So many people got together, and in just a few days, they discussed many theoretically very effective methods!

If you let them continue to develop like this.

Feng Jingchen could already imagine the worst outcome, and it wasn't even the existence of Xuanmen exposed to public view.

It's that these people are likely to be used by others and become landmines against celestial masters one by one!

Feng Jingchen must find a way to prevent such vicious incidents from happening at the source.

Restricting the function of saving my dog's life is the most basic work.Never be negligent.

Although Wen Xinyan and Meng Rongxing didn't understand why, they nodded solemnly.

Wen Xinyan: "Don't worry, Lord Yan. Before each version update in the future, I will list the introduction of new functions for you to review."

Feng Jingchen: "Yes."

This matter has been settled for the time being.

Feng Jingchen looked up at the two of them: "In addition, I have two new tasks for you."

The two looked serious.

Wen Xinyan: "Lord Yan, tell me."

Feng Jingchen: "I want you to create a new app, this time for all the users in our underworld."

Wen Xinyan & Meng Rongxing: "?!"

Meng Rongxing excitedly said: "Can we ghosts use mobile phones too?!"

Can we look forward to mobile games, anime, and novels in the future? !

During this period of time, he, the otaku, has been suffocated!

However, Feng Jingchen shook his head slightly: "Currently there is no condition for the underworld to produce mobile phones. But that is also our goal, you can look forward to it."

Although Meng Rongxing was a little disappointed, he was really looking forward to it.

Wen Xinyan was more focused on the content of her work: "Then what kind of APP does Lord Yan want?"

Feng Jingchen: "Similar to an ID card, an identity registration and identification platform."

Although the detailed information of each ghost is recorded in the book of life and death.

But it is impossible for Feng Jingchen to open the system of life and death book to the outside world.

It is imperative to re-establish a resident status system.

Feng Jingchen had a plan in mind, "Next, we will make a bracelet that can verify ID cards. You need to develop the first APP in the bracelet."

"Its main function is to record the identities of all residents. If there is a crime level, it will also record his detailed sentence."

Not only that, but in terms of the production of the bracelet, it is also necessary for people to recognize at a glance what level of crime this ghost is.

This will keep the good ghosts away from the bad ghosts, so as not to be hurt.

At the same time, this bracelet also has a certain monitoring and restraining effect on bad ghosts to prevent them from harming ghosts.

So all in all, the difficulty of making a bracelet is actually much higher than the difficulty of writing an APP!

Wen Xinyan and Meng Rongxing seemed to have guessed something when they heard the words.

The two of them couldn't help squinting secretly, looking at Blacksmith Fang not far away.

At this time, under the instigation of Wang Jiaxiang, Fang Tiejiang had come to less than 200 meters behind the workbench.

But Tiejiang Fang was still hesitating, unable to advance one meter in a minute.

Feng Jingchen naturally noticed it too.

He couldn't help smiling, and said to Meng Rongxing: "I will give you a piece of code for the residents' information collection and registration module, and you can just copy and paste it."

Although the life and death book system cannot be opened directly, it is still possible to open a simple personal information reading permission.

Meng Rongxing quickly nodded in response: "Okay."

Wen Xinyan also wrote down all the needs, and asked: "Lord Yan, what is the second thing?"

Feng Jingchen: "I want you to bring some apprentices."

In the future, the government will need more and more software.

Only the two of them are absolutely too busy.

However, this time, the two did not agree immediately, but looked at each other.

Wen Xinyan asked timidly: "Lord Yan, how do we choose this newcomer?"

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly: "You pick people yourself. Tell them clearly that during the internship period, one Yunyin Pill will be taken a day. After they leave the teacher, the bonus for the first project will belong to you. Those who are willing to learn come here."

Wen Xinyan and Meng Rongxing both breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that they could choose their own candidates.

What they are most afraid of is that the leader suddenly inserts a fool who is like a piece of wood no matter how he teaches!

That's not only a problem of not being able to teach, but a problem of making yourself mad!

As for the bonus or not, the two of them didn't really care.

After all, judging from the current situation in the underworld, money is not very useful.

Wen Xinyan immediately said: "Lord Yan, don't worry, I will take them well."

Meng Rongxing said dumbly: "Me too!"

Feng Jingchen nodded.

He squinted at Fang Tiejiang, who was ten meters closer, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "You guys go to work."

After finishing speaking, Feng Jingchen turned around and strode towards Blacksmith Fang.

Tiejiang Fang has been paying attention to Feng Jingchen.

When he saw Feng Jingchen's movements, he was so startled that he froze!

On the other hand, Wang Jiaxiang waved his hands enthusiastically with his big white teeth bared: "Benefactor~ Tiejiang Fang is about to find you~ He has already learned that book by heart... um, no, he has mastered it!"

Fang Tiejiang's mind was directly shouted, his old face flushed, and his mood became more disturbed.

Feng Jingchen walked up to the two of them, looked at Tiejiang Fang with a smile, and joked, "If you don't come again, I'm going to Yangjian."

Hearing this, Blacksmith Fang became anxious.

He could no longer care about his anxiety, and hurriedly said: "Yan Wangye, I, I am here to apply for the job!"

As he spoke, he took out a small black metal box: "This is my work, take a look."

Wang Jiaxiang also enthusiastically helped to speak: "Benefactor, this thing is amazing! Uncle Fang is also very powerful! He must be qualified for this job."

Fang Tiejiang was very humble: "I'm still far behind."

Feng Jingchen took the small box: "Let me take a look first."

"Hey, good." Fang Tiejiang rubbed his hands anxiously.

Wang Jiaxiang also stared nervously at Feng Jingchen's movements, secretly praying for Fang Tiejiang.

Feng Jingchen opened his eyes of truth.

He only looked at the box for the first time, and he couldn't help but let out a little surprise in his heart.

In this box, there is actually a relatively rough, but already formed rule formula!

This is something that even Wu Xinghai can't do!

The most elementary refining tool is the simple imitation and creation of the most superficial laws of the world by the celestial masters.

This level of forging is limited by the level of the craftsman himself, and it is basically impossible to reproduce a complete rule.

Usually all kinds of incomplete rules are mixed together to barely achieve the desired function.

As for Fang Blacksmith's box, although at first glance it looks very flawed.But in Feng Jingchen's eyes, it is already comparable to an intermediate magic weapon!

Feng Jingchen was amazed in his heart, and at the same time, he also finished identifying the other incomplete rules: "This is... a dyeing box?"

It's not uncommon for the complete formula in this box to be "Fixed".

Combined with other incomplete rules, the function of this formula should be to fix the color.

Seeing that Feng Jingchen recognized the usefulness of the box at a glance, Fang Tiejiang felt deeply in his heart.