Di Ze nodded naturally: "This is something produced in the secret realm, so it is so weird. What do you think of this bow and arrow? Can you afford the high price offered by immortals?"

Is this just weird? Di Hao and Di Tao and others don’t think so. The decline of the wind cannot raise feathers; the end of the strong crossbow cannot penetrate Lu silk. This is the ultimate truth between heaven and earth, and it has never changed since ancient times. Now an immortal can break the rules of heaven and earth with a bow and arrow. How powerful the immortal’s divine power should be!

This is the great power that only the Creator God should have.

Di Tao slowly came back from the trembling awe of his soul, and then he spoke slowly: "The arrow does not fall and goes straight, which means that the threshold for practicing shooting skills will be lowered. As long as you have the strength to have good eyes, you can become a sharpshooter with a little practice. The arrow does not slow down, which means that the greater the strength you have when firing an arrow, the greater the strength you have outside a hundred steps. It is easy to break the armor and kill people!"

Di Tao reached out and stroked the Jing Tiefei bow and said, "This bow looks rough, but it contains the magic power of an immortal. I really don't know how many such bows the immortal can make and how many armors that kind of armor can make?"

Di Hao turned his head and looked at Di Ze. Di Ze quickly replied, "I forgot to ask the immortals about this, but with the immortals' confident attitude, it should be no problem to make hundreds of armors within one month, right?"

Supreme Di Hao nodded worriedly: "At this speed, it will not help the current dilemma, but the longer we stick to it, the greater the advantage. Please go back and report the immortal. At the price he planned, a set of armored two thousand taels of gold, a sword eight hundred taels of gold, and the same is true for bows and arrows. In this way, it takes 3,600 taels of gold to be equipped with an armored soldier, which is more than 6,000 pieces of fine iron ore... "

Di Hao felt his head buzzing again, but gritted his teeth and said, "Since the immortal said he could pay on credit, then take my jade seal to sign an agreement. After I take back the world, Jiuzhou will have a wealth of things, and you can get all the black iron essence iron heaven and wealth treasures to repay."

"Since that's the case, I'll go back and report to the immortal."

Di Tao was still enjoying this and studying the immortal's bow and arrow. It was impossible to use his own bow to fire the immortal's arrow, and it was also impossible to use the immortal's bow to fire the immortal's arrow. It was indeed amazing and magical.

"Wait, stay!" Di Hao called out Di Ze who was about to leave and called him to a secluded place and whispered: "Do you still remember the poisonous water lake in the secret realm? If the immortal can use the water in the lake to poison the arrows, I can bear a higher price, and you must transfer it to it."

Di Ze looked a little hesitant and whispered to the Supreme: "That is a strange poison that is not in the world. Once it is stained with skin, it will ulcerate all over the body and die. Many of the people who faced against Your Majesty across the river were also the people of Your Majesty."

Di Hao's eyebrows showed a cold attitude: "What are the people? What are the enemies? They helped the rebel thief Yun Tianxiao attack the Tianmen and helped the rebel thief rebel against me. They must have the awareness of being killed! The current situation is not conducive to our Tianmen. If we do not use this cruel weapon to shock the enemy, how can we quickly pacify Jiuzhou?"

"You should know that the Tang Sect in Liangzhou is good at using hidden weapons to poison, and there are good players in the enemy army opposite! We will use it if we don't need it."

"Di Ze, don't be kind to a woman at this time. If there is any mistake, my Tianmen will perish. The Supreme Martial Arts World is from another family."

Di Ze bowed his hand with difficulty: "I obey the order."

...

Liu Liang slept leisurely on the lounge chair on the balcony of the small house next to the factory. There were a few sliced ​​watermelons on the coffee table beside him. He took a piece of it and tasted it quenched his thirst. It was so sweet and juicy, and life was as good as a god.

This is wrong, because we are originally a god.

In fact, it was a deception, and even I believed that I was a god.

In the factory building on his left, different production lines are running in an orderly manner. Against the wall is a row of six blast furnaces, which are constantly smelting ore.

Looking further to the left, there is a wooden box with stacked black iron ingots in it; under the wooden box is a funnel, which is used to leak the black iron ingots in the box to the workbench; next to the workbench is a differential machine, which issues instructions to continuously synthesize; whether it is a breastplate, a helmet or an iron leg guard, it is one in a second; the synthetic armor flows into the funnel along the belt driven by the steam engine, and the box is connected to the bottom of the funnel with the finished product.

There are six such production lines, each corresponding to different synthetic items. Wu Chenzi is busy distributing the black iron ingots refined from the blast furnace into the raw material boxes of each production line.

The game he made, called "Strange Secret Realm", seems to be played as "Alien Factory", but we were originally a stitching game, so it is not surprising that there are elements in this area.

The only thing that can limit the production speed is blast furnaces, because refining black iron requires a large amount of coke and gas. Coke requires coal to be refined in a furnace, while gas requires a large number of incinerators to supply such large-scale production.

Liu Liang's production conditions are still very bare. After all, the amount of gas produced by the incinerator is limited, and a large amount of mummies is needed as fuel to extract gas gas. In order to meet this strange supply chain, Liu Liang had to build a live mummy monster-brushing tower in the forest west of the mine station.

As long as a living mummy becomes dead, its body can act as fuel.

Wu Chenzi walked up the stairs from the factory to the roof and reported to Liu Liang on the recliner: "Master, the ore we have accumulated has been used up. We have made 400 sets of helmets, breastplate and iron leg guards, and also made 500 black iron swords and 300 bows.

This is the quantity produced after more than 10,000 ores are consumed.

Liu Liang nodded lazily and waved his hand, "Then stop the steam engine and wait until Tianmen brings the ore in before starting construction."

He walked to the tiger garden platform near the gate of the main camp. He saw that the sick tiger was more active than when he first came in. He knew that he had enough to eat and drink and wandered around the wall. These days he fed the tiger with spider legs, ghoul meat, night demon elbows and other meats of Cthulhu creatures, and it seems that there is no change at the moment.

But it seems that something is wrong, and there are still changes. Two raised white spots have grown on the tiger's back, but they don't look like white marks. Let's see what it is in two days.

Wu Chenzi came to report to him: "Elder Di Ze from Tianmen is here again."

Liu Liang nodded and said, "This is the great customer. Please wait for me in the palace on the empty island."

Liu Liang teased the tiger for a while before returning to the palace leisurely, and saw Di Ze sitting cross-legged on the ground rubbing his hands.

When Di Ze saw Liu Liang return, he stood up happily and bowed: "Immortal Master, my Majesty accepts the price you have proposed. You can sign an agreement. However, Your Majesty also wants to add one to the agreement."

"Oh? Which one is added?"

Di Ze's voice became slow and hesitant: "The Supreme Master of Wulin hopes to use the water from the Poison Water Lake to poison the arrows to increase lethality, and he can increase the price."

Liu Liang asked him with curiosity: "In your martial arts world, shouldn't using poison be considered a despicable method? Is it appropriate for the Tang Tianmen to use poison arrows on a large scale as a decent martial arts world?"

Di Ze agreed with Liu Liang's inquiry very much. He couldn't hold back his face, but the Supreme's will was not to be disobeyed, so he had to say against his will: "You live to the death on the battlefield and you can't tolerate any kindness. If we are bound by some moral bottom line and are seized by our opponents, it is equivalent to harming ourselves."

When he said this, he hoped that the immortal master would refuse. As the elder of the Tianmen, he could not violate His Majesty's will, but the immortal master could refuse this business, at most he would have to collect less resources.

But Liu Liang waved to him: "Come on, I'll show you the sample."

After hearing this, Di Ze's heart almost broke. The Supreme can use poison for the sake of the country, and the immortals also use poison to seize profits. Why are these noble people more cruel than the other?

He could only drag his pace to follow Liu Liang down the empty island and come to the front of the dungeon gate behind the main camp. The prison gate was inlaid with mummies' skeletons, and even the brick walls were made of skeleton bricks. The overall feeling of the hell gate was gloomy. In this situation, what they traded here seemed even more ironic and terrifying.

There were tables and rows of cages in front of the two of them. The cages were sheep, and I didn’t know what to sell in the gourd.

Liu Liang pointed to the arrow on the table and said, "That is an arrow that quenched the lake. You can use it to stab the sheep to test the toxicity."

Di Ze obeyed the order and stepped forward, carefully pinched the arrow shaft from the table, walked to the first cage, and inserted the arrow cluster towards the sheep inside. The sheep had no time to blew, and the wool quickly fell off and the body gradually rotted and charred.

Liu Liang ordered him loudly: "Stir another one!"

He slowly walked towards the second cage and stabbed it at the sheep inside. He also had the same toxicity and rapid decay.

"Punch one more."

The third sheep died of charred and rotting.

"Stir again."

The fourth, the fifth, the sixth, he stabbed the tenth sheep.

Di Ze's fingers holding the arrow shaft were trembling. The death rate of these sheep did not slow down at all. They all died of charred and rotted. This means that the poisoning of the arrows will not decrease due to repeated use. This is really terrifying!

Liu Liang slowly spoke with compassion, "What does a poisonous arrow that can be used repeatedly mean? It means that the arrows you shot will also be shot back to you, and those who pick up these arrows in the future can also use them to poison many people. Do you still think this is just poison?"

Di Ze was standing there and brainstormed and imagined even more terrifying scenes.
Chapter completed!