The shared version of Wang Tong has many abilities, but it also has permission restrictions. In fact, Zhuo Yi has not yet obtained permissions for many of his heaven-defying abilities.

It's not because Wang Ling is stingy, but once these abilities are abused or used inappropriately, they may produce a serious butterfly effect.

On the other hand, Zhuo Wei actually did not reach the level of psychic energy required to activate these heaven-defying abilities.

He looked up and down at the young man in front of him, feeling as if he had heard this name somewhere, but for a moment he couldn't place it.

Zhou Ziyi stared at Qin Zong. Although he felt that the sudden appearance of Qin Zong was a bit suspicious, he didn't know why he always felt that Qin Zong seemed to be particularly kind.

"How about it? Do you want to cooperate? From the looks of it, you are planning to sell off these scraps, right?" Qin Zong had actually seen the scene just now. He knew that Zhuo Yi had the ability to turn waste into treasure, so he immediately proposed to join.

cooperate.

"Then let's see what you can do to help." Zhuo Yi said.

"Hey, I'm just here to join in the fun. If I can help you, I hope you can help me think of a way to get me home." Qin Zong replied.

This was the first time that Qin Zong had encountered such a thing as falling into space turbulence and causing time and space to be disrupted. He could basically determine that he had fallen into another dimension.

This is a big trouble.

With his current level of strength, he still cannot achieve the ability to correct time and space.

Of course, he didn't know whether Zhuo Yi could help him.

But based on past experience.

He felt that it was definitely right to follow Yi Zhuo...

Because he is lucky enough.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to hear Zhuo Yi and Zhou Ziyi discussing plans in this deserted scrapyard just after falling out of the space, and he found that he could just come in handy.

"Will you cooperate? After all, we don't know you. I think we should consider it..." Zhuo Yi said.

It's not that he rejects Qin Zong too much, it's just that he is too unfamiliar with Qin Zong and doesn't know what the purpose of Qin Zong's presence here is.

And, if Qin Zong is allowed to join...it might affect Zhou Ziyi's meritorious service.

He was thinking about it, but at this moment Qin Zong crossed his arms and laughed out loud: "I'm not a bad person. If you are worried that I will take the credit, don't worry. For assistance or something, I am the best

It’s OK.”

This is not because Qin Zong used some mind-reading ability, but simply made a psychological guess by analyzing the micro-expressions on Zhuo Yi's face, and then got it right.

Zhuo Oi pursed his lips: "It's not impossible for you to cooperate, but you must act according to my plan..."

"Of course, I will listen to everything you say." Qin Zong nodded.

"Then you and Ziyi can go pick up scraps together." Zhuo Yi ordered.

Zhuo Yi did not expect to have a Taoist-level cultivator pick up garbage.

He thought Qin Zong would be angry, but he turned out to be in an unusually good mood. It didn't look like he was picking up garbage at all, but rather he felt like he was shopping for treasure.

Zhuo Yi was shocked again.

Suddenly I regretted just agreeing to Qin Zong's joining...

Why does he always feel like he's crazy when he gets on board?

Less than a quarter of an hour later, Zhou Ziyi and Qin Zong returned at the same time.

"Master, the storage bags are basically full, and they all look usable," Zhou Ziyi said. He basically picked out the stumps that looked new and didn't have much dust, and he picked up a total of one.

Hundreds of storage bags are filled, and the results are full.

After saying that, he looked at Qin Zong: "So, brother Qin Zong, how many did you pick up?"

Qin Zong took out a piece of gray stuff from his storage bag with a smile on his face. It smelled of engine oil and looked like lotus roots that had just been unearthed from the mud.

"Ah, can this... be sold for money..."

Zhou Ziyi said doubtfully.

Qin Zong, on the other hand, was very confident in himself, and the smile on his face did not diminish: "You will know after it is repaired."

…

After about a while, the three of them brought the mechanical arm that Zhuo Yi had repaired to a shop that sells and recycles mechanical limbs.

Qin Zong glanced at the name of the store: Boss Ge's Mechanical Limb Shop, and suddenly felt a mixture of emotions in his heart.

As soon as I entered the shop, the fat shop owner was counting the money in the container and seemed to be mumbling something.

He stared at the account book and was puzzled, looking distressed: "I just sold goods for 2,000 yuan, why hasn't the cash in the cabinet changed? Is it because I haven't learned functions well? My math teacher is obviously in poor health now.

It’s pretty good…”

"Boss, do you want to recycle the robotic arm?" At this moment, Zhuo Yi asked.

The fat shop owner immediately put down what he was doing and smiled again with a smile on his face: "You three, what do you want to sell?"

Zhuo Yi handed over Zhou Ziyi's storage bag first: "There are 100 robotic arms, all with different models and styles. Let the boss appraise them. I hope to give a suitable price. If we sell them in packages, it doesn't hurt to give them to the boss cheaper.

.”

He looked old-fashioned and had no sense of guilt as a foreigner.

The fat boss was stunned for a moment, then turned around and dumped the mechanical arm of the storage bag into the huge columnar machine at the rear.

Buzz!——

After the scanning red beam lasted for more than ten seconds, the 100 robotic arms were compiled into a long list and pulled out from the ticket spit below.

"As expected, they are all old models."

The fat boss sighed, presented the list to Zhuo Yi and said, "Sir, please see, my machine is connected to the Internet. 99% of all models of robotic arms are almost there, just scan it and you'll have it."

He talked nonstop.

"Specific model, year of production, manufacturer, including price at the time of production and current market price."

"Although this batch of robotic arms of yours looks very new and looks like it has never been used, it can only be slightly higher than the normal recycling price. For 100 pieces, I will give you 5,000 silver gear coins at most."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Is this only 5,000?" Zhuo Yi frowned.

It seems that the idea of ​​making a fortune by repairing broken robotic arms is a bit unsuccessful.

He probably knew that what the boss said was a bit exaggerated, but from a business perspective, there was nothing wrong with the boss being prudent.

Normally it would be sold for more than 5,000.

Maybe the boss quoted a little low, but Zhuo Yi guessed that the difference was only a few thousand yuan.

Is he short of a few thousand yuan? He wants to become a wealthy person here by selling robotic arms! He has to earn 100 million first before he can do anything!

So Zhuo Yi didn't bother to bargain and directly agreed to sell the bag of robotic arms.

The boss directly took out five 1,000-yuan banknotes from the cabinet and handed them to Zhuo Yi. They were painted with silver gears and had exclusive anti-counterfeiting seals. The psychic fluctuations told Zhuo Yi that these were not counterfeit bills.

Because the workmanship of counterfeit banknotes cannot be that complicated, anti-counterfeiting seals are also deliberately placed.

“Thank you for your patronage!”

After accepting the robotic arm of the sack, the shop owner smiled from ear to ear.

After adjusting the price difference, he had a net profit of about 3,000 silver gear coins.

At this moment, Zhuo Yi said again: "Wait a minute, I still have a robotic arm here, and I want to ask the boss to see how much it is worth."

"There are more?" The store owner's eyes lit up: "How many more are there?"

Zhuo Oi stretched out a finger and said with a smile: "1."

This is the one Qin Zong found, and he just finished repairing it.

When the robotic arm excavated by Qin Zong was restored, Zhuo Yi was a little surprised because it was a robotic arm made of bronze and looked very bulky.

He didn't understand the value of the robotic arm. He was just a layman, and he didn't believe Qin Zong understood.

This bronze arm obviously doesn't look very valuable, but Qin Zong has always been full of confidence from just now until now.

"Boss, how much is it?" Qin Zong's smile was still full of sunshine.

In fact, when Zhuo Wei showed off this bronze arm, the fat boss's eyes immediately changed.

Different from the previous operation of pouring a storage bag of robotic arms into the cylindrical scanner, he took out a single-sided magnifying glass and a strong flashlight from his small drawer, and carefully inspected the entire bronze arm.

After the whole store was quiet for several minutes.

The fat boss suddenly exclaimed: "That's great! Sbarasi! This...how did this thing appear here!"

Zhuo Yi, Zhou Ziyi: "???"

Zhuo Yi: "Boss, why don't you put it into the machine for identification?"

Fat Boss: "Bronze arms are rare. This is exactly what I said before. The backend library cannot scan 1% of the models."

Zhou Ziyi: "Is the workmanship very fine?"

The fat boss shook his head and exclaimed: "No...it's not so much the workmanship, but its collection value!"

After saying that, the fat boss suddenly realized that something was wrong.
To be continued...