Doomsday Star Bead

On January 1, the second year of the Psionic Era, the first day of the second year in the apocalypse, the sun shone warmly on the earth as usual, bringing a ray of warmth to countless survivors in the cold winter.

Boom~

In the shooting range outside Tomorrow City, Lin Chen was wearing a miniature mecha. He raised his right hand and shot out a starlight bomb from his palm at a rapid speed.

With one blow, the hill in front of Lin Chen was pierced.

"Yang Chuan, this miniature mecha is great! Are you sure it's the mass-produced version?" Lin Chen patted his chest lightly, and under the guidance of his spiritual thoughts, the mecha covering his body quickly retracted into a small box, and finally turned into a

A backpack was carried behind Lin Chen.

"This is better. It can be put away. Whose idea was it?" Lin Chen was even more satisfied.

"Boss, this is an improvement of You Hai," Yang Chuan replied, "This ten-star micro mecha is a bit difficult to mass-produce. I estimate that the tenth-level materials you brought back, boss, can produce three hundred units. Basically,

One to one ratio”

"Three hundred, it's not bad," Lin Chen nodded in approval.

After all, it is a ten-star micro-mecha that can fight against ten-level micro-mechas. Three hundred of them are already terrifying.

"Hey, boss, can these three hundred mechas be distributed to the enemy troops? We always lead the battle, so the stronger we are, the better."

"No, boss, I think our Kaixing City needs it more," Duan Xing said immediately, "Kaixing City is far away from the center. If it is raided and there are not enough strong men, wouldn't it be a direct loss?"

"Yes, boss, I think the Kyoto base is also needed." Chen Chaodong said shamelessly, "Boss, don't forget, there is a Yishan base next to the Kyoto base."

"You two stop!" Lin Chen waved his hands repeatedly, because Liang Yu and others were also eager to try, and if they didn't stop them, they wouldn't be able to stop.

"I will have clones stationed at all major bases, otherwise I won't worry," Lin Chen said, "These three hundred micro mechas are all here with me. I will be of great use."

"What's the big use?" Xie Fangyou asked, still looking unwilling to do so.

"Great use!" Lin Chen did not answer, but showed a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth, "When the time comes, give these aliens some surprises."

"Okay." Several people shrugged helplessly. Since Lin Chen had said so, it would be bad if he went any further.

"Don't be discouraged. In addition to the ten-star ones, aren't there also the nine-star ones?" Lin Chen asked with a smile, "Yang Chuan, the nine-star ones have been mass-produced, right? How many have been mass-produced?"

"Tens of thousands of Nine Stars have been formed." As soon as Yang Chuan finished speaking, he felt several blazing eyes.

"However, all the equipment has been given to the Imperial Guards in accordance with Brother Xiao's instructions." Yang Chuan finished immediately, otherwise he felt that he would be in danger.

"Okay." Lin Chen smiled and looked at several strong men with thick breath coming from their nostrils, "Where's the Eight Stars?"

"The eight-star ones are also given to the imperial guards, one hundred thousand." Yang Chuan felt the killing intent and hurriedly hid behind Lin Chen.

"One hundred thousand eight-stars, ten thousand nine-stars, the Imperial Guard only has one hundred thousand people in total, how come?" Lin Chen was puzzled.

"Brother Xiao said he wanted to keep spare parts, so he gave them all," Yang Chuan explained.

"Are you the spare parts?" Lin Chen felt a few fiery glances, "No need, coordinate the excess in proportion and distribute it to the trapped troops."

"Long live the boss!" Xie Fangyou suddenly shouted.

"Boss, where are the city guards?" Ran Wen asked immediately

.

"Don't worry, Yang Chuan, Qixing's is here," Lin Chen reassured.

"Qixing has produced nearly a million units, and they are all stored in the warehouse. Brother Xiao said he would wait for you to arrange them." Yang Chuan finally straightened his back and stood in front of Lin Chen.

"A million tools? Are there enough materials left to produce enough to arm all the city guards?" Lin Chen asked.

"You can get the materials again, but it will take time." Yang Chuan thought for a moment and replied, "If you want to give one to all the city guards, it will take at least half a year."

"Half a year? No! I'll give you three months. Before April 1st, all the city guards will have one weapon and 30% of the supplies in the warehouse." Lin Chen refused.

"It's too difficult, boss, even if Brother Xiao gives his full support, it won't work." Yang Chuan thought about it in his mind, shook his head and replied.

"No! It must be completed before April 1st! We have to give them time to get familiar with it." Lin Chen firmly refused.

"If it's April 1st, half of the mechanical exoskeleton production will have to be stopped." Yang Chuan thought for a long time, scratched his head, and finally came up with a plan.

"Mechanical exoskeleton? Can the production line of mechanical exoskeleton be moved to Kyoto and Kaixing? Tomorrow City's production line will be fully engaged in the production of micro-mechas." Lin Chen thought for a while and replied.

"Yes, in that case, with enough raw materials, I can ensure that the entire city guard army will be redressed before April 1st, and 30% of the spare parts will be completed." Yang Chuan nodded and replied.

"Okay, let's do it like this." Lin Chen nodded and confirmed, "Axiao will fully cooperate with you. You guys have also heard it. Cooperate well with Yang Chuan so that your troops can be equipped with micro mechas as quickly as possible."

"Yes!" Several people replied immediately, and then ran to Yang Chuan's side to pat him.

"Brother Chuan, based on our friendship, Brother Chuan will definitely take care of me after the birth." Ye Xing held Yang Chuan's hand so tightly that it almost turned green.

"Go away, Brother Chuan and I have a deep relationship." Ran Wen forcefully opened Ye Xing's hand and said close to Yang Chuan.

"Go, go, go! What kind of relationship do you have? Brother Chuan was rescued by me and the boss at the beginning, right, Brother Chuan?" Liang Yu also hurriedly came over to join in the fun.

"Tch! Xiao Liangzi, shut up. That's all the boss's fault." Xie Fangyou also squeezed in and said.

"Boss, boss! Help me!" Yang Chuan looked at the wolves and tigers around him and quickly called for help to Lin Chen.

Each of these big bosses has millions of soldiers, and Yang Chuan would not dare to offend any of them.

"Stop, stop, stop! You guys, let go of Yang Chuan. I'm a researcher. He can't withstand you guys doing this." Lin Chen waved his hands repeatedly, letting them continue fighting like this, and Yang Chuan was directly dismembered.

"Boss, how do you divide the produced micro-mechas? These are all treasures," Xie Fangyou asked reluctantly.

"Definitely! In this way, half of the one million tools in stock will be given to you, and the remaining half will be divided equally between the city guards." Lin Chen said directly, "The subsequent production will still be based on this ratio, first to satisfy the enemy troops, and the enemy soldiers will be satisfied first."

After you are satisfied, divide it equally among the city guards!"

"Long live the boss!" Xie Fangyou's mouth was about to burst to his ears, and he was laughing so hard.

"Okay." Ran Wen and others were obviously unhappy, but Lin Chen's arrangement was very reasonable, and they had no room for appeal.

"Okay, then it's settled." Lin Chen saw nothing.

Those who objected nodded and decided, "Yang Chuan, are there any other new things?"

"Yes! Boss, you have to reward Wang Wen well this time." Yang Chuan took out a bottle of golden potion from the space ring and handed it to Lin Chen.

"What is this?" Lin Chen took the potion and asked curiously.

"My intuition tells me that this thing is very good." Lin Chen's spiritual thoughts that he inadvertently emitted felt the pure spiritual energy in the potion.

"Boss, this was made by Wang Wen in seclusion for a hundred days." Yang Chuan was extremely excited, "This potion was named combat potion by Wang Wen."

"Combat potion? What does it do?" Lin Chen unscrewed the stopper on the bottle and smelled it. It had a light fragrance.

"This combat potion is made by combining the madness potion and the quick recovery potion." Yang Chuan couldn't stop his hands from shaking slightly. "After drinking this potion, our warriors will have psychic and mental powers within an hour."

The recovery can be increased by 30 to 50%, and you can also go crazy once during the period! The kind that doubles your combat power! The kind that has no side effects!"

"Holy shit! Are you telling the truth?!" Lin Chen's hands shook after hearing this, and he almost dropped the potion in his hand.

"Well, I'm sure! We have verified it in hundreds of cases and it has been successful!" Yang Chuan replied seriously.

Peng!

"Brother Chuan, this combat medicine must be supplied to the trapped troops first!" Suddenly, Xie Fangyou suddenly knelt down on one knee and made a hole, holding Yang Chuan tightly and refusing to let go.

"Um, Brother Fang You, you get up first." Yang Chuan was startled, and quickly helped Xie Fang You, "Brother Fang You, there are already 20 million copies of this combat potion in stock, and now they are adding one million copies every day. Everyone has enough.

"

"Haha! I'm laughing so hard"

"Fang You, you are so fast, haha."

"Peng! I thought it exploded, haha"

....

Everyone burst into laughter, and everyone's face almost turned into tears.

"You kid," Lin Chen couldn't help laughing and scolding, "One million servings a day, can you increase it further?"

"It's possible, but it also requires Brother Xiao's full support." Yang Chuan kindly helped Xie Fangyou pat the dust on his knees, but a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Can you make 10 million servings a day?"

"Um, boss, you can't even kill Wang Wen!" The smile on Yang Chuan's face suddenly froze, and his face couldn't help but twitch.

"How many servings do you estimate can be eaten in a day?" Lin Chen asked.

"Five million copies, at most! Seven million copies!" Yang Chuan gritted his teeth and said.

"Seven million copies," Lin Chen estimated while touching his chin.

"Boss, what are you going to do? Isn't seven million servings a day enough?" Yang Chuan asked.

"Yes, boss, what kind of intensity of fighting can consume ten million copies a day?" Liang Yu asked.

"Alien siege" Lin Chen replied, "If all qualified talents under our command are transferred to Tomorrow City, do you think we can achieve an average of tens of millions per day?"

"Almost okay," Yang Chuan understood what Lin Chen meant, nodded and replied.

"Okay! That's it, I'll let Ah Xiao fully cooperate," Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Okay," Yang Chuan replied.

"Is there anything else?"

"No, just these two," Yang Chuan replied, spreading his hands.