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Standing up, Chen Muyu felt a little dazed. For a moment, he was so dizzy that his vision went dark and he almost fell down.

"Hey, what are you..." You Yong walked over. He was fine just now, but why did he suddenly seem to be exhausted? Is this person suffering from some illness?

"Get up!"

Chen Muyu waved his hand and took a breath, "It's okay, you can go and do whatever you need to do!"

"I often do this too. After squatting for a long time, my eyes suddenly turn black when I stand up. This is because my blood pressure is too high. However, logically speaking, martial arts practitioners shouldn't have this problem!"

You Yong acted like he was an expert, "You go sit aside for a while, and the two of them and I will tidy up the place!"

Chen Muyu came outside the hall. The feeling of excessive mental energy consumption was really uncomfortable. Not to mention a severe headache, he couldn't lift his energy, and couldn't open his eyelids. The sky in front of him was dim. He just wanted to hold a pillow and sleep well. Sleep.

Never do this kind of thing again!

There was no one around, so Chen Muyu quickly took out a seventh-level psychotropic potion and plunged it into the blood vessel on his arm.

Two minutes later, the feeling of extreme sleepiness finally faded away, and Chen Muyu exhaled a long breath, as if his stripped soul had returned to its place.

After a few more minutes of slowing down and replenishing his mental strength, he was not only resurrected with full health, but also even somewhat energetic.

Putting the syringe away, Chen Muyu patted the dust on his body. This feeling was really not that great.

This psychotropic potion is indeed a good thing.

Like the previous situation, where the mental energy was exhausted and I wanted to recover on my own, I was afraid I would have to sleep for who knows how many days, but it was solved with just one shot. This is the real power of money.

He still has a lot of potions in his hand, but after all, there are so many people under his hands, and he is not the only one to consume them. Resources like this need to be stocked up to be prepared.

I have to talk to Zhu Wushuang when I get down and ask her to inform Gehu. It shouldn't be difficult to get this kind of potion. It's just a matter of money.

Because he didn't know how deep the iron pillar was, Chen Muyu didn't dare to use his soul to test it rashly, otherwise he would be mentally exhausted again. The feeling was really uncomfortable, and he didn't want to experience it a second time.

Not long after, Jin Jianfeng brought several people to the temple, and also brought an ultrasonic measuring instrument.

You Yong and the others had already cleaned up all the debris in the hall. The few Ge Laoshan disciples entered the hall, placed the instruments, and started tinkering.

Chen Muyu couldn't understand either, so he waited for news with Jin Jianfeng and others outside the palace.

After about twenty minutes, those people came out.

"Uncle Master!"

The young disciple in a suit came over and reported to Jin Jianfeng, "Preliminary measurements show that this thing should be made of iron, a cylinder with a diameter of five meters and two and a length of about eighty meters. You see, this is the shape we measured! "

With that said, the young man handed a piece of paper in his hand to Jin Jianfeng's hand.

Jin Jianfeng was handed over directly to Chen Muyu, and You Yong and the others also came over curiously.

What was drawn on the paper was indeed a long cylinder, with some approximate dimensions marked on it.

"Eighty meters? How heavy is that?"

You Yong is not good at mathematics. After doing calculations for a long time, he failed to figure out the reason.

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Jin Jianfeng shrugged, saying that he was helpless.

Chen Muyu took out his mobile phone, opened the calculator, and clicked randomly, "The diameter is 5.2 meters. The area of ​​this circle is..."

"The area is about 21 square meters. Based on the depth of 80 meters, it is almost 1,700 cubic meters!" The young disciple just now gave the answer immediately.

Chen Muyu's hand stopped immediately before he could press the answer on his calculator!

Jin Jianfeng had a dark face, "Go away, do you have room to talk?"

The sudden outburst startled the young man. He quickly shrank his neck and stepped aside. Did he say the wrong thing? I must be right, right?

What a grievance!

Jin Jianfeng glared at the disciple, Master finally pretended, what's the matter with you? Do you appear smart?

"He was right, 1,700 square meters!"

The calculator also calculated the answer, 1698 square meters.

Jin Jianfeng's reaction made Chen Muyu dumbfounded. He was not interested in worrying about this. He called You Yong over and continued to calculate for him, "I will give you 1,700 cubic meters. A square of iron weighs about 7.8 tons. After calculation, this iron If the pillar were solid, it would weigh 13,260 tons!”

"Oh, it's not light!"

Looking at the figures calculated on his mobile phone, Chen Muyu was a little surprised. It didn't matter what he calculated, but it actually weighed tens of thousands of tons.

You know, in the myth, Sun Wukong’s golden cudgel only weighs more than 13,000 kilograms.

This is a total of two thousand golden hoops!

"Earlier, how much did you say a ton would cost?" You Yong's face turned red with excitement.

"1500!" Chen Muyu said.

You Yong took it directly from Chen Muyu's hand and took a 1,500.

"One thousand, nine hundred, eighty, nine? Ten thousand?"

Seeing the number calculated by the calculator, You Yong exclaimed, almost 20 million?

Although he is from the Youjia family, he has never seen so much money since he was a child.

Youyong is just a branch of the Youjia family. The Youjia family has a great cause, but it basically has nothing to do with him. He should be poor or poor. When he was in trouble, the Youjia family didn't even say that they helped him, let alone 20 million, he I've probably never seen even two million in this life.

The phone was handed back to Chen Muyu, and You Yong couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

Chen Muyu said, "Round it up and give you 20 million, and the rest will be used as compensation for your pheasants..."

"Ah, how can you be so embarrassed about this!" You Yong still didn't quite come to his senses.

After all, this is a truly huge amount of money for him.

Chen Muyu said, "I will give you the money, but you must also agree to my conditions!"

"You, tell me!" You Yong was so excited that he was speechless.

Chen Muyu said, "First of all, this matter is not allowed to be spread to outsiders, otherwise our transaction will not count and I want the money back!"

"Don't worry, I promise!"

You Yong quickly patted his chest.

Chen Muyu looked at the two people behind You Yong.

You Yong said, "Don't worry, I will use my head to guarantee that they will not spread the word and will definitely keep it secret!"

Chen Muyu nodded slightly. In fact, whether they talked or not, it had no big impact on Chen Muyu. It was nothing more than picking up a pile of scrap metal and selling it.

"Besides, I can't control you for what you used the money for, but you can't do bad things anymore, otherwise if you let me know, I definitely won't be able to spare you..." Chen Muyu continued.

You Yong smiled bitterly, "There are no born bad guys in this world. As long as they can have food to eat and do some serious things, who would be willing to do bad things and be a bad guy?"

"It's great that you have this awareness!"

Chen Muyu nodded, "I'll borrow this place for two days to take out the iron pillars. As for the 20 million, you can give me an account later, and it will be credited to your account tomorrow at the latest!"