Renault thought the little fat man in front of him was quite funny, and he had no intention of hiding his mind, with a fascinating and confident expression. Renault had seen such people in Dachu, but there were not many such people. After all, Renault was also famous and there were not many people who dared to show confidence in front of him.

"What do you want to talk about?" Renault sat on the chair that Lei Jiu brought over, drinking hot tea, and asked slowly.

"Before the sir, he had convinced several leaders, and the Haimins under my command, were willing to cooperate with Da Chu." Mu Shui narrowed his eyes and sat on the deck. He was not as good as Renault.

The four earthly immortals of Kumamoto said they were given to Renault, but they were actually left for Mushui. Unfortunately, Kumamoto was not as obedient as Lei Jiu. Not to mention serving tea and pouring water, he didn't even get a chair for him. This made Mushui very dissatisfied with Kumamoto. Don't you win if you were a earthly immortal and didn't want to serve others, at least you should pretend to be in front of the enemy.

No one helped him, and Mu Shui didn't want to lose her momentum in front of Renault, so she simply sat directly on the deck.

"How many sea people are there?" Although Renault has not directly intervened in managing the Shengong City over the years, the entire Shengong City has been built under his guidance, living in a physical body and nourishing the Yiqi. This is true. After a long time, there is no need to do it deliberately. A casual word or action is all with the momentum of the superior.

Of course, the little fat man Mu Shui is not bad either. Although he is young, he manages millions of seafarers when he is floating on the sea. He has to deal with countless things every day. It is really more pragmatic. He is not inferior to Renault at all, and he even experiences more.

"Thirty million." Mu Shui said.

Renault was amused by him, the little fat man was bragging. If the thunderstorm was still alive, Renault would not fully believe this number. Although Dali Islands now have nearly 100 million sea residents, it is very chaotic inside, and even thunderstorms can't be handled. He was stabbed in the back by ten earth immortals. You are a fifteen-year-old boy, you really dare to brag.

"Show me the proof." Renault said.

"What kind of proof do you want?" Mu Shui did not retreat at all.

"How long does it take for the Earth Immortal to fly to the Dali Islands from here?" Renault asked, his eyes glanced at Kumamoto and the other two.

"It won't take long, it's very close." Lei Jiu said.

"Okay, I'll give you three days. At noon on the day after tomorrow, when the sun is in the sky, all the sea people who obey your commands will stop their work, raise their hands high, and make a victory gesture, and put it down after thirty breaths." Renault said.

Mu Shui frowned and felt that Renault didn't follow the rules. What do you mean by saying that? Do you want to send an airship to check it out in the air?

This is impossible. Looking down from the air, people are not much bigger than ants. Even if there are many people, it is impossible to accurately determine how many people are. Moreover, these people are still scattered, and even if hundreds of airships are sent out, it is not enough.

"Yes." Mushui opened the heavy box, found a stack of paper from it, waved to Kumamoto, and gave instructions one by one. It took two quarters of an hour to make Kumamoto understand what she needed to do.

Mu Shui sighed when he sent Kumamoto away. He never felt worse than anyone else, nor did he look down on the legendary secret master of the Great Chu Renault, but there was really no one around him, and his age was also a flaw. When people saw the gentleman, they naturally felt trust, but he was too young. Except for the millions of sea people, they had been with him for more than two years, and others did not believe him at all.

"I have asked them to do it. How many airships will Renault secret master send to check it?" He was curious about how Renault confirmed it.

"I won't send airships." Renault knew that the little fat man was taking the exam for himself. It was so interesting. Since he arrived in Da Chu, he had accepted the exam for the two secret masters Zhu Chongjiu, Bai Jing and Fire. It seemed that no one dared to take the exam for him.

"Oh?" Mu Shui raised her eyebrows. Her fat face was black and her eyebrows were also black. If she didn't look closely, she wouldn't be able to see the changes in his expression on her face, but this fat face had an indescribable sense of humor. On the earth, even if she didn't learn acting skills, she was a natural comedian.

"There are three majors of the Secret Master: Divination, Secret Calculation, and Qimen." Renault was drinking tea while playing with the little fat man. Over the years, Renault has exhausted Renault. Although the people around him have served him well, it is just physical and spiritual depression that Renault can no one to tell.

Like the little fat man, there were not even one of them who was dissatisfied and eight were not angry. Even Chu Ren, as the Emperor of Chu, was extremely polite to Renault and did not dare to be rude at all.

He likes to take Lei Jiu with him, not only because Lei Jiu is his own child, but also likes the innocence of her and Lu Yue'er. Sometimes Renault feels that he is old, and even if he is not old, his mentality is far beyond his actual age. He likes to see the liveliness of young people.

Mu Shui's mouth twitched twice: "I know the secret calculation department, and Qimen also has some statements. As for divination, it is just a rumor. Who can prove it?"

"Aren't I going to prove it to you?" Renault held the teacup in his right hand and moved it slightly back. Lei Jiu immediately reached out to take the teacup. This little girl was so considerate. Unfortunately, she was a little older, otherwise Renault would really take her as her daughter to raise her.

Although there are not many women in the room, not many, but over the years, no one has been pregnant. Renault doesn't know if it is time travel syndrome. It is already extremely lucky to bring the God of Wealth together when he travels through time. In this process, it is normal for the abnormality of the body. People cannot always think about good things, and there will be gains and losses.

Renault is very good at adjusting his mentality, otherwise he would have been suffocated to death by traveling to a backward world like Da Chu alone. I really don’t know how the time travel predecessors in the middle persisted.

His hard work over the years also means to use work to paralyze himself. People cannot be idle. As long as they are idle, they will miss their hometown and relatives. That feeling is really bad, and even makes him have the idea of ​​suicide. Human beings are not as comfortable as long as they eat enough. On earth, there are many people who commit suicide every year, and almost no one commits suicide because they cannot eat.

"Is that so? Why don't you tell me something, what treasures are placed in my box?" Mu Shui said disdainfully.

"Is this box?" Renault asked, pointing to the box beside the fat man.

"Yes, it's just it, don't you dare to try it?" Mu Shui raised his heavy eyebrows, looking provocative.

"What's the matter? It's just some waste paper, a few pieces of metal, and..." Speaking of this, Renault was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to see something familiar at the bottom of the box.

"What else?" The little fat man was a little surprised, but he suspected that Renault was guessing. When he ordered Kumamoto to do things just now, he had opened the box. Just a glance could see most of the things in the box. He didn't believe it. Renault could really divine the lowest thing. Even if he could divine it, Mu Shui believed that Renault could not recognize what it was.

"There is also a more trash revolver, which is inappropriate. I don't know which secret book you saw. I'm still just a cat, and I can never become a tiger." Renault said viciously. He was reluctant to recall what happened on Earth, but this revolver with a weird shape evoked many memories from him.

Renault still remembers that when he first entered the Temple of Gods, he saw such imitations, including cars and revolvers. But those things only have similar appearances. Bai Jing gave him a gift of a revolver, and the solid one was a revolver-style metal.

It seems that the secret masters of the Great Chu world are quite obsessed with weapons, such as Bai Jing, and so is the fat man Mu Zi.

"What revolver is called a revolver." The little fat man's face changed drastically. He looked down on Renault from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't believe that he could do any bullshit divination. But he said it in one mouthful. Although the name was slightly different, he knew in his heart that one was in Da Chu and the other was in Austria. It was just a difference in name, which could not explain any problem. Being able to tell the gun means that Renault really knew it.

This is impossible. The secret book, Da Chu, should not have one. It is a secret book passed down by Mr. He. Apart from him, only Mr. He knew it. But Mr. He didn't like to study the things in that secret book, but Mu Shui was obsessed with it.

"Lei Jiu, go and take the wooden box at the bottom of the box." Renault was very angry. The little fat man reminded him of what happened on earth again. He decided to press the little fat man to the ground and rub it hard.

"Yes." Lei Jiucai ignored whether the fat man agreed or not, flew forward, took out a large wooden box from the bottom of the box, and returned to Renault.

After trying a few times, Lei Jiu got angry. The broken box couldn't be opened. He saw the gap, but it didn't open it several times. It seemed that something was stuck. Forget it, just smash it open. Not to mention the wooden box, even the iron box could not stop Lei Jiu.

"Don't smash it, give it to me." Seeing Lei Jiu preparing to smash it, Renault quickly stopped it. It was actually a password box with four ancient password scroll wheels on it. Only by matching the correct password can the box be opened.

"It's interesting, this is the password box." As he said that, Renault pulled out the fine iron roller and answered the password.

The scroll wheel is not used for numbers, but various patterns. No matter what password it is, it doesn’t matter if it is scanned by the God of Wealth. You can directly see the internal mechanism.

With a 'plash', Renault opened the box and exposed the strange revolver inside. The style of this gun was very different from the antique guns that Renault had seen.

The gun handle is very small, and Renault holds it in his hand, like a toy, the magazine is not very large, the barrel is very long, and it is very exquisitely created. The God of Wealth's analysis of the fine iron has been released, and it has reached a practical level. This thing is not a toy, but a real killing weapon.

"Interesting, extend the barrel. This is to increase the range. It's useless. Let's die." Renault was quite surprised by this revolver. Has the Austrian secretaries pushed the weapon manufacturing to this level? It shouldn't be, at least on the battlefield, he had never seen such a refined gun.

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