"After the system scan, the target ebony perfectly fits the engraving order of the target person Song Hai escaped from the shipwreck in 1972, and the host can use a carpenter-type terminator to create this sculpture."

How exciting a short sentence is.

"Unlock the goods!" With the order, the wood was piled up at the door of Sifan's workshop, and they were absolutely not allowed to visit. The large and small wood that looked very ugly on the ground was in the most primitive state, and even covered with dust. However, Sifan didn't care. He moved all the small pieces to the factory by himself. As for the largest pieces of small-leaf boxwood wood, they were placed there, waiting for the Terminator to come and transport it. As for the huge ebony wood, the wood was pushed directly from the car with steel plates. The huge wood weighing several tons was more similar to stone and very strong.

Seeing this precious wood, Si Fan had the idea of ​​taking it for himself, but as the wood put it aside, he was wiped out. He was a construction worker, and now he was here to help with the task and make some money by the way. When he had money, he went to the auction house to buy antique wood!

"Please put things on the ground. My people will take them away. Stay away. Anything outsiders are not allowed to watch in the factory!" Si Fan roared loudly and drove the bodyguards away.

He just looked ahead with a bright look. Master Song was now walking around the factory gate with his people. When the eldest master returned to the car, he didn't know who to talk to. The bodyguard was slowly patrolling near the factory, probably because he was afraid that he would run away.

The only annoying thing is the class beauty Zheng Miaomiao.

"Sister! Are you going to buy some food and come back? Or do something else?" Si Fan forced a smile and looked at her.

Zheng Miaomiao was stunned and asked in surprise: "I have to leave too? Could it be that I am the outsider you mentioned?"

Suddenly, Si Fan was speechless: "Are you still my own person? You can't see these things for the time being. You'd better go and do it. It won't take much time."

In order to keep the mystery, Si Fan quickly coaxed Zheng Miaomiao away and then quickly entered the factory. At this time, the simple factory was empty and there was nothing, and there was not even a fixed device. The two all-round terminators stood on the left and right sides of the door, as if they were door gods. The carpenter terminators had already been ready to stand by.

"Take all the wood in, the carpenter-type terminal begins preparation work, scan the most suitable image for carving the target and notify me!" Si Fan ordered.

The carpenter's eyes flashed with red light and started to take action. The two all-round terminators selected wood, but their target was a small-leaf boxwood wood about one person tall, which seemed to be preparing to carve directly into the image of Young Master Song and his father.

At this time, the target photo had appeared in front of Si Fan. It should be a few years ago when Mr. Song's father was in full swing. He stood on the dock and raised his head and pointed his right hand at the majestic country. A lit cigarette in his left hand slowly burned.

That's simply an art of being both pretentious and awesome, freezing the most majestic moment of this person.

"This image is OK, just follow this. Any flaws will appear after the engraving is over!" Si Fan said.

The picture in front of him changed again. Now the complete wood appeared in front of Si Fan, and he almost bleeded blood when he saw it for the first time.

The first step of the light representing cutting is to cut off a quarter of the wood! The thickest piece of wood first rolled to the ground, and then continued to roughly process the wood, cutting a lot of the wood around it, leaving only a large frame, and the excess waste seemed to be quite large.

After rough processing, the speed of the light flashing was as fast as 32 times faster than Si Fan's 24K krypton gold dog eyes. In just over ten seconds, the simulated statue had already appeared in front of Si Fan, but there were several flaws in the statue in front of him at this time.

It was as if the cigarette that was originally lit should be new, but now it seems to be cut and broken, which looks very awkward. Another thing is that there is a small crack behind the statue.

The crack is very shallow, but it is definitely a major problem.

Looking at the statue, Si Fan bit his lip: "It seems that the problem is not big, but it will not work if it is not solved. After the red, please help me graft the point where the cigarette butt burns to the top that the wood is acceptable now.

He also saw that this place was a tumor on the tree itself and could not be carved. However, after being popular, the cigarette was perfectly grafted into the burning cigarette butt, it seemed that the cigarette was shortened to the position that was about to burn to the cigarette butt in the statue's hand. It was perfect and absolutely no flaws were felt.

There is only the problem with the position behind the statue.

This is a crack about one millimeter deep and two centimeters long. The scar is not too hurt, but it is difficult to cover up.

After staring at the damage for a long time, Si Fan thought of a solution.

"From the red! Try changing the crack to the wrinkles of the clothes or the ripple of the clothes after the wind blows." Si Fan tried dozens of times again, slowly adjusting the final effect. Until the moment of the final version, it was really difficult for him to find a more perfect way. This is a flaw and there is no way.

After looking at this most pleasing design, Si Fan nodded.

"Okay! Let's start processing according to this drawing. You can tell me what tools or materials are needed!" Si Fan just finished speaking, and saw that the two all-round terminators almost turned into artificial fixtures. The two terminators took up the wood and fixed it with almost the same movement. Then he saw two carpenters standing on both sides and starting to form quickly, cutting out the waste, and keeping the waste as intact as possible.

In just less than five minutes, Si Fan saw a clear outline appearing in front of him. There was a pile of waste underground. When the processing reached this moment, he could already see the appearance of the sculpture. The waste had been completed and the finishing process began.

I saw the arms of two carpenters changing from the large cutting tool just now to a small precision engraving knife, and starting to finish.

The efficiency is fast, and it has repeatedly refreshed Si Fan's concept of mechanical processing. The dazzling mechanical arm is almost like a shadow. The tools on his arms are very complete, and there seems to be no carpenter tools that their arms cannot become.

When Si Fan yawned and checked his WeChat on his phone, the statue in front of him could be said to appear vividly in front of him. It was the image of a middle man, so confident and calm. However, the two carpenters still did not finish the carving, but spread dozens of pairs of carving knives as big as embroidery needles from their arms and began to finish the processing.
Chapter completed!