I use technology to revitalize the underworld

Seeing Feng Jingchen's suspicious silence, Wang Jiaxiang didn't know what to understand.

He puffed up his chest and proudly said: "Benefactor, our idea is not bad~ Uncle Fang has been debugging many times for this avatar, it's hard work!"

Feng Jingchen: "..."

He was silent for another half a second before looking at Blacksmith Fang: "Remove the avatar."

Fang Tiejiang & Wang Jiaxiang: "?"

Wang Jiaxiang was puzzled: "Why? We saw that the coin you designed doesn't have a portrait, so I added it for you!"

Feng Jingchen: "..."

There is no need to be so considerate!

Feng Jingchen's expression was as complicated as his mood.

Because he finally found out.

The ghosts in their underworld seem to have excellent brain circuits in a certain aspect!

Feng Jingchen took a deep breath: "No, just remove it."

Wang Jiaxiang scratched his head: "But, isn't everyone's money printed with a portrait? Why don't we want it?"

This is inappropriate!

But Tiejiang Fang finally realized at this moment that Lord Yan really didn't like head portraits.

He didn't insist: "Okay, listen to Lord Yan."

When Wang Jiaxiang heard the words, although his head was still full of question marks, he shut up wisely.

There is no way, who will let the underworld be the king of hell!

Feng Jingchen saw that they were not persistent, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully examined the effect of the dyeing box.

"The ink is very thin." This is Feng Jingchen's first evaluation of the dyeing effect.

What the stone looked like before it went in is basically the same after it comes out.

According to the changes observed by Feng Jingchen with the naked eye, the thickness of this dyed layer of color must not exceed 0.1mm!

No wonder one or two inks can dye a hundred catties of currency.

Blacksmith Fang nodded: "I think there are patterns on our coins. If they are too thick, the patterns will not be beautiful."

Feng Jingchen's aesthetics are still very online.

He designed 12 Ming coins of different denominations for the underworld, each with a different pattern and texture.

Except that it feels a little strange because there is no avatar of Lord Yan, everyone thinks it looks good.

Feng Jingchen didn't know the subtle aesthetics of ghosts.

He nodded slightly, agreeing with the other blacksmith's thinking.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Jingchen rubbed three small stones against each other for a long time.

As a result, the color on the stone did not fade at all!

This is the power of the rule formula!

Feng Jingchen was very satisfied: "That's right, I can use it directly in a few days."

Hearing this, Fang Tiejiang suddenly raised his head to look at Feng Jingchen, his breathing suddenly became a little rough.

Lord Yan's words mean... he passed the assessment? !

Feng Jingchen looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Fang Zhimin, congratulations, you have passed the interview. Are you willing to become a refining engineer in the underworld?"

"Wow!!" Wang Jiaxiang's eyes widened, more excited than Fang Zhimin's!

Fang Zhimin also couldn't wait to shout: "I am willing!"

Feng Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "I haven't even talked about the salary yet. Are you afraid of being tricked?"

Only then did Fang Zhimin realize that he was indeed too eager.

He smiled embarrassingly: "Actually, I don't care much about the salary. I just want to do this job, and I want to do it without paying."

Fang Zhimin worked as a blacksmith all his life.

It's because when he was young, he had an urge and desire to create something in his heart.

It's a pity that Fang Zhimin's life before his death was too poor and ordinary.

He dropped out of junior high school because of his family's poverty, so he missed the high-level jobs in machinery manufacturing.

Only relying on his passion, he became an ordinary blacksmith, and at least he lived an ordinary life with enough food and clothing.

Originally, Fang Zhimin thought that this would be the end of his life.

But who would have thought that after his death, he would be lucky enough to read the divine book "Teaching You to Build the Strongest City Wall From Zero"!

The first time Fang Zhimin opened that book, he immediately felt that he had finally found his direction in life!

Even though he is dead, his urge to create is still there!Even because of death, he took off too many restraints, making his desire more pure.

As long as there is demand and raw materials, he can work forever!

Hearing this, Feng Jingchen's evaluation of Fang Zhimin went up to a higher level in his heart.

With such undivided focus and love, why not worry about major events in the future?

Wang Jiaxiang also admired Fang Zhimin very much.

But he still persuaded in a low voice: "Uncle Fang, we still have to get the salary! You still have to eat in the future."

Feng Jingchen looked at Wang Jiaxiang's doggy appearance, smiled lightly and said, "That's right, this is the sincerity of the underworld to talents, and it cannot be rejected. But since you don't care about it, that's just fine."

"Now we have to mint our own coins, so we don't give you Yunyin Pills for your salary, just give you Ming coins. In the future, you will be paid [-] a month, and if you have other useful inventions, you will get extra bonuses. How about it? ?”

Wang Jiaxiang rolled his eyes and asked weakly, "How much is 3000 yuan worth?"

Feng Jingchen hasn't answered yet.

Fang Zhimin responded without thinking: "Okay!"

Wang Jiaxiang: "..." Uncle Fang is quite impulsive despite his age.

Now that the rightful lord has agreed, Wang Jiaxiang didn't say any more.

Feng Jingchen didn't talk nonsense: "Okay, then I will arrange the first task for you now."

Fang Zhimin's eyes lit up, and he straightened his back: "Yan Wangye, tell me."

Feng Jingchen took out a blueprint: "This is the Jifu identification smart bracelet I designed. But we don't know if the Jifu has the raw materials needed for it."

"Your first task is to find these materials, or other alternative methods. Localize and land this drawing as soon as possible. Then break it down into operable pipeline steps."

Feng Jingchen looked directly at Fang Zhimin: "Can it be done?"

Fang Zhimin looked at the drawing, his eyes became brighter the more he looked: "Yes! No problem!"

The task Feng Jingchen gave him was not easy, it could even be said to be very difficult.

Because the underworld is not like the Yangjian now, there are clear divisions and records for the properties of each material.

If Wu Xinghai wanted to change the plan, he could find suitable materials directly by following the pictures.

But Fang Zhimin's job is to select suitable and sufficient raw materials from thousands of garbage dumps.

This difficulty has increased by hundreds of times!

But instead of retreating, Fang Zhimin had long-lost passion ignited in his heart.

This is the life he wants!

No amount of money will be exchanged!

Seeing his excited appearance, Feng Jingchen nodded in satisfaction.

He took out another blueprint: "And this is the final anti-counterfeiting process of our Ming coins. After the minting assembly line starts running, you will be in charge of this last step. Is it okay?"

Fang Zhimin's expression froze, he quickly took the drawing with both hands, and put it away solemnly: "Don't worry, Lord Yan, I will never let this process leak!"

This blueprint can be said to be the most important lifeblood of the underworld economy.

Now Lord Yan handed it over to him like this, this trust made Fang Zhimin's heart surge.

Wang Jiaxiang on the side was also full of envy.

Feng Jingchen smiled: "Don't be nervous, just burn the drawings after you learn it. I will build a warehouse in a few days, and our money and important materials will be put there in the future."

Fang Zhimin nodded solemnly: "Okay."

Wang Jiaxiang also nodded at Chickie Mimi, not knowing what it had to do with him.

Feng Jingchen: "Okay, you all go to work."

"Yes!" Fang Zhimin couldn't wait for a long time. After answering, he turned around and ran away with the blueprint.

The young man Wang Jiaxiang was taken aback by his swift action, and stood there scratching his head: "Benefactor, shall I still follow Uncle Fang? Do you want to change jobs?"

Feng Jingchen: "Do you want to change jobs?"

"No, no, it's just..." Wang Jiaxiang grinned foolishly and bared his teeth, "I haven't worked such a long time before!"

In the jobs he looked for in the past, he would always be fired for one reason or another within a few days.

Unexpectedly, after death, he came to the underworld, and lived a rare and stable life.

Feng Jingchen looked at Wang Jiaxiang's honest smile and the dark bad luck on his body, and suddenly paused.

Why does the concentration of Wang Jiaxiang's bad luck seem to have not decreased?

When Feng Jingchen met Wang Jiaxiang for the first time, it seemed the same.

How can this be?

Wang Jiaxiang died once, logically speaking, this is the highest punishment.

It shouldn't be that the bad smell hasn't dissipated...

Feng Jingchen looked at Wang Jiaxiang a little vainly: "Benefactor, what, what's wrong?"

Feng Jingchen narrowed his gaze slightly: "It's nothing, you can continue to follow Fang Tiejiang. If Meng Rongxing needs to test, you can also help."

"After a while, I'll check again."

Xiaoyin has been looking for the Sansheng Stone for so long, and he should be coming back soon.

At that time, we may be able to take a look at what happened to the fire that year.

"Ah?" Wang Jiaxiang didn't know what Feng Jingchen wanted to investigate.

But seeing his benefactor's serious expression, he was inexplicably flustered: "Then I'll go, goodbye benefactor!"

After Wang Jiaxiang finished speaking, he ran away without a trace.

Feng Jingchen also suppressed the matter for the time being, and turned his head to look at the small square behind the ghost gate.

The group of whitewashing ghosts still sat there blankly, looking very hesitant.

But the stack of paper and pens has obviously been passive.

Feng Jingchen paced over, picked up the written paper, and roughly scanned it.

There are many different handwritings left on it, some of the contents are the same, and some of them are different.

But without exception, all statements and logic are very confusing.

This is an obvious sign of severe psychological trauma.

Feng Jingchen put away the papers and looked up.

This group of ghosts did not respond to his arrival, and they were not at all afraid of Hades like the other ghosts.

Feng Jingchen sighed softly in his heart, and said loudly: "If you don't know what to do, just find a job to do."

Go do something, take a break.It's better than it is now, the more I think about it, the more sad it will be.

But Feng Jingchen only made one suggestion, and he didn't care if they listened or not.

Turn around and go back to Yangjian directly.

"Ayu~!" Murong Qiao's slightly resentful voice came.

Feng Jingchen looked up at him with a smile in his eyes: "Sorry."

He also saw Murong Qiao before.

It was just that he was too impatient to say hello to Murong Qiao.

Murong Qiao snorted softly, stepped forward and put Feng Jingchen on the shoulder: "Forget it, I forgive you. Let's go, let's go to dinner, and then take you to the Publicity Department~"

This week, Murong Qiao and the others have been outside, either chasing clues or beating ghosts with Didi.

It wasn't until today that I had some free time to deal with Tao Xiaochang's body.

Feng Jingchen: "Okay."

Tao Xiaochang's shriveled corpse had been lying in the warehouse of his plane for a long time, and it was very obstructive.

The two went out together.

Murong Qiao also told Feng Jingchen about the progress of their investigation: "We tracked down the survivor's patient at the Meimei Plastic Surgery Hospital, who was almost drained of his vitality!"

"Fortunately, I went in time, cut off the sorcery of the slimming pill together with the annoying ghost, and let the evil master behind him ruthlessly bite back!"

Murong Qiao raised his chin proudly.

Feng Jingchen took advantage of the situation and praised: "Excellent."

Murong Qiao was immediately coaxed into a smile, and continued: "The survivor went to Meimei Plastic Surgery Hospital after someone introduced her. And the person who introduced her was still selling slimming pills! It's a pity..."

He sighed: "That guy is just an ordinary person who is obsessed with ghosts. If he continued to check her online, he only caught an evil celestial master."

"The evil celestial master has also been banned from speaking. Now that he is sent to the Qianqingmen, I don't know when he will be able to ask for a confession."

The clues here are temporarily broken.

This is also the same result that most celestial masters who trace the source of slimming pills will get.

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly: "Is that so?"

"Yes." Murong Qiao looked angrily, "This evil celestial master organization is really cunning!"

"The way they sell slimming pills is even more secretive than ordinary pyramid schemes. Moreover, the downlines they develop are all ordinary people, and the information we can find is really too little."

Murong Qiao sighed softly again: "The only good news is that the channels where you can easily buy slimming pills have basically been destroyed. They shouldn't be able to harm many people anymore. Let's take it easy for now~"

Now Didi Daguili, emergency help has been handled cleanly.

The Xie Tianshi organization has no clues for the time being.

A group of them can also be regarded as a short vacation.

Now Huiqing is going to take Wang Jiaxiang's ashes home.

Shi Qiulu stayed in the dormitory and decided to sleep for two days and two nights without getting up.

Wu Xinghai continued his research on industrialization.

But that fellow Zuo Zhao was not convinced by Murong Qiao's [-] more merit points than him before.

He didn't even catch his breath, and took a series of tasks in Huo impermanence and Didi fighting ghosts, and ran to "score points".

Yan Siyao had no choice but to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman.

Listening to Murong Qiao's rambling, Feng Jingchen's expression gradually became extraordinarily soft.

An unprecedented feeling gradually rose in his heart.

Such an ordinary day seems to have a little more charm than before.

It also makes people feel a bit peaceful and serene.

However, Feng Jingchen's enjoyment of ordinary life was only for a few minutes.

Wait for Murong Qiao to stop talking.

Feng Jingchen then asked: "Speaking of which, it's been so long, has the restriction in Xie Tianshi's body been broken?"

Murong Qiao paused, shook his head and said, "Probably not. It seems that a few people died in the experiment, but there is no progress."

As he said that, he couldn't help but tsk his tongue in distaste: "Those old bastards, if they can't figure it out, they keep procrastinating, but they just refuse to hand over people to the underworld. You stubborn old people who want to save face! Hmph!"

After Murong Qiao finished cursing, she suddenly rolled her eyes.

With bright eyes, he leaned in front of Feng Jingchen: "Ayu, why don't we kill them directly when the National Day is free? Snatch a few leaders of the evil celestial masters and bring them back to the underworld?"

Feng Jingchen saw him ready to move, and a dangerous smile flashed in his eyes: "Okay."

Coincidentally, he also wanted to test the bottom line of Xuanmen.

Last time he asked Murong Xiaoxiao to go to Qianqingmen to complain.

The final result was that the two celestial masters reluctantly apologized to Murong Xiaoxiao.

Then there is no more then.

The two celestial masters didn't even receive a verbal admonition, which is really too partial.

Feng Jingchen was not satisfied with the result.

The two hit it off just like that, and began to secretly poke and discuss the raid plan excitedly.

But when they came to the cafeteria, they immediately stopped this topic tacitly.

Because even though it is already past 8 o'clock in the evening, there are still many people in the cafeteria, and the fresh meals are still hot.

After all, Li Gui would not deliberately avoid the three meal times to make trouble.The canteen of the Faculty of Religion is open almost 24 hours a day.

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao took the tray and talked about another matter.

Murong Qiao hinted frantically: "By the way, Ayu, we caught a lot of ghosts this time. Master said he would bring people over tomorrow~"

Feng Jingchen looked up at him: "About how many people are there?"

Patch he is ready.

Murong Qiao smiled meaningfully: "Don't worry, the ones selected this time are all excellent disciples from our Dao Palace, only a dozen or so, and I won't make things difficult for you, Ayu~"

Hearing this, Feng Jingchen silently put away the patches: "A dozen or so is not too many,"

Murong Qiao still had his own internal information, and whispered mysteriously: "I heard that this time, because of Didi Fighting Ghosts, everyone's desire for impermanence to be taught has been dispersed."

"Only the head of the sect can stand up to the beggars of those old things. Only the best of the best can choose so many people. It is guaranteed that all of them are high-quality talents! And all of them are above the alchemy stage~"

Hearing this, Feng Jingchen looked forward to it: "That's very good." It was very in line with his requirements for choosing impermanence.

Murong Qiao nodded heavily.

at this time.

Suddenly a somewhat familiar voice came: "You trash, you trash! It's been half a month since school started, and now I haven't reached Xiantian, and my credits will be lost by you! Trash!"

Feng Jingchen and the two turned their heads together.

Sure enough, it was Chu Tianrui who was pointing at Qin Yishu and yelling.

Qin Yishu was holding a bowl of porridge, his eyes were red from being scolded, but he didn't dare to resist at all.

Murong Qiao frowned: "Hey, enough is enough for you guy. It's already very good that he arrived in Houtian after only half a month. I don't know who it is, but he only started after three years of qi refining."

"Pfft." Someone in the cafeteria secretly laughed.

It's been three years since he started refining qi, so naturally he's talking about Chu Tianrui.

This is also the black history that Chu Tianrui calls himself a "genius" and hates the most!

When Chu Tianrui heard Murong Qiao's voice, his expression sank instantly.

He turned his head to look at Murong Qiao, both old and new grudges welled up in his heart.The tone was particularly gloomy: "Murong Qiao, don't meddle in your own business."

Murong Qiao felt Chu Tianrui's killing intent, and the smile on his face suddenly faded.

He put his tray on the table next to him: "You insult your classmates every day at school, and others can't control you anymore?"

"Okay, okay, okay." Chu Tianrui's eyes were dark, "Murong Qiao, do you dare to come to the ring with me?"

"Hey." The melon-eating crowd secretly watching couldn't help but whisper.

Murong Qiao also frowned: "Are you sure? You are in the foundation building stage, and you want to fight me?"

This Chu Tianrui went crazy in practice and hurt his brain?

Chu Tianrui didn't answer: "Don't you dare?"

"Oh, that's really funny." Murong Qiao folded his arms and raised his chin haughtily, "I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll kill you by accident."

"Okay, then come on." Chu Tianrui sneered darkly, turned his head and walked out.

The melon-eating crowd in the cafeteria suddenly went into an uproar.

Immediately someone followed.

Some people also began to make crazy phone calls to spread gossip.

But Qin Yishu hesitated for a while, and finally chose to follow Chu Tianrui.

The person involved, Murong Qiao, was not nervous at all.

He turned around and took two steamed buns to Feng Jingchen: "Ayu, eat a couple of casual bites first, and I'll defeat him later, let's go back and eat."

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly: "It's a bit weird."

"I know." Murong Qiao also found out.

Why does Chu Tianrui seem to be drifting away day by day?

Although he was annoying before, he was not as rampant as he is now.

Murong Qiao's eyes flickered slightly: "It may be because he thinks that his cultivation base has improved, or he has secretly learned some moves or obtained some treasures, so he thinks that he is invincible in the world. I will go and find out about him."

In Taoist sect, there are many celestial masters who are so inflated that they can't find their way after their strength has been improved like this.

Murong Qiao saw that Chu Tianrui was beaten by lack of society!

Hearing this, Feng Jingchen handed the upgraded big black umbrella to Murong Qiao: "Then you can use this, and help me test the performance by the way."

He briefly introduced the upgraded big black umbrella to Murong Qiao.

Murong Qiao's eyes lit up when he heard it: "This magic weapon is good!"

He looked enviously at the big black umbrella.

Suddenly, those peachy eyes turned slightly, and leaned in front of Feng Jingchen: "Ayu, can you do me a favor sometime?"

Feng Jingchen: "Okay, wait until I find suitable materials."

He also wants to refine it from scratch, maybe he can find new directions and methods for improvement.

Murong Qiao succeeded in begging for a gift, and a super sweet smile instantly appeared on his face!

He also prepares a gift for Ah Yu when he goes back, then they will be exchanging gifts~

Plan pass!

Murong Qiao and Feng Jingchen fell in love (crossed out), which delayed a bit of time.

When they went to the ring, Chu Tianrui had been waiting on it for a long time.

And the teachers and students who came to watch after receiving the news had already crowded the arena round and round.

This is the first ring date at the beginning of school!

And both of them are geniuses that Xuanmen pays attention to.

Although it was not as exciting as Murong Qiao and Zuo Zhao fighting, it was still quite interesting!

Standing on the ring, Chu Tianrui looked down at Murong Qiao who came late: "It's so slow, I thought you were afraid."

Murong Qiao put the big black umbrella on his shoulders: "Heh, what am I afraid of hitting you?"

He jumped onto the ring: "Chu Tianrui, today I will give your Chu family some face. No talisman or sword. Just use this umbrella and beat you to the ground!"

"Wow—!"

The onlookers made the sound of eating melons.

Where is Murong Qiao doing this to save face?This is clearly stepping on the Chu family's face!

Sure enough, Chu Tianrui's face darkened again: "You are courting death."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his sword and stabbed at Murong Qiao!

It turned out that they didn't even say hello, and just made a surprise attack!

The formation on the arena sensed the mana fluctuation, and immediately raised a protective cover, locking all the aftermath of the attack firmly on the arena.

Murong Qiao was also unhurried, and gently opened the big black umbrella.

"Clang" sound.

Chu Tianrui's sword was firmly blocked by the umbrella.

And the big black umbrella hasn't changed at all!

"Wow!!" The melon eaters saw the defensive power of the big black umbrella, and their eyes began to light up.

Chu Tianrui didn't hold back that blow just now.

Ordinary alchemy celestial masters may suffer disaster if they are not careful.

However, this seemingly ordinary big black umbrella was blocked so easily.

This is at least a medium-grade magic weapon!

Realizing this, everyone couldn't help but feel sour.

As expected of a disciple of Zixiao Taoist Palace, being rich is really capricious.

But Chu Tianrui couldn't succeed in one blow, and immediately felt ashamed: "Murong Qiao, what are you doing hiding in that tortoise shell? Do you dare to come out and compete with me openly?"

Murong Qiao didn't hit his provocateur: "Cut~ You have the ability to break my tortoise shell."

Chu Tianrui: "..."

He attacks again!

The sound of "clang clang clang" kept ringing.

However, no matter what moves Chu Tianrui used or how much mana he used, the big black umbrella did not change at all.

Murong Qiao also taunted: "Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that even if people are exhausted today, they won't be able to break through my defense."

People who eat melons: "Pfft."

But everyone smiled and laughed, and shed tears of eating lemons.

Chu Tianrui was even more mad!

There is no scruple in the next moves, all the moves are aimed at Murong Qiao's vitals!

Feng Jingchen looked at Chu Tianrui's incompetence and rage under the ring, and shook his head in disappointment.

It seems that with Chu Tianrui's level, he should not be able to test the limit of the big black umbrella.

Sudden.

A timid voice came from behind Feng Jingchen: "Hello."

Feng Jingchen turned his head and looked over, it was Qin Yishu.

"Hello." Feng Jingchen's attitude was lukewarm.

Feng Jingchen's perception of this rare pure yin body was neither good nor bad.

The main reason is that Feng Jingchen doesn't like people who are too soft-tempered.

At this moment, Qin Yishu's eyes were still slightly red, and he whispered: "I, I'm here to thank you. Last time, and just now..."

Feng Jingchen: "It's nothing. We just don't like Chu Tianrui."

"Anyway, you all helped me. Thank you so much." Qin Yishu's almond-shaped eyes were watery, and he looked very cute.

Feng Jingchen nodded lightly: "You're welcome. If you practice hard in the future, you will be better than Chu Tianrui."

"En!" Qin Yishu nodded heavily, showing a big smile, "Thank you. Um... goodbye!"

After speaking, he turned around and ran away.

It seemed like he really only came to say thanks.

Feng Jingchen didn't pay attention either, and continued to look up at the ring.

At this time, Chu Tianrui couldn't attack for a long time, and his expression was obviously much more irritable.

Murong Qiao, however, likes to talk rubbish to provoke him: "Oh, what's wrong? No way, no way, I haven't exerted my strength yet, so you're about to fall down?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, shame on you, Chu Tianrui. If you really can't do it, just admit defeat. It's not like I can't afford to lose to me in the foundation building stage."

"It's just that, you can't even break the tortoise's shell, so it's really a bit unpleasant to say it. You bear with it, life is very short."

Chu Tianrui: "...Ah!!"

He can't stand it!

Chu Tianrui's eyes darkened.

Suddenly he took out a handful from his bosom for unknown reasons, and threw it at Murong Qiao!

Murong Qiao's face turned serious, and the alarm bells rang in his heart.

Subconsciously activate the strongest defense of the big black umbrella!

"boom--!"

A violent explosion shook the entire arena!The raised dust obscured everyone's sight

"Crack".

The protective formation on the ring began to crack!

Feng Jingchen's pupils shrank slightly: "Little Qiao!"