Everyone: Forge The Heavens And Build Barrett At The Beginning

"What's going on upstairs is really funny. Only Zhang Qili is allowed to criticize, but no one else is allowed to fight back? Just because he's older? Don't you think there are so many bad guys getting older? Why are you talking so wildly?"

"But no matter what, you can't say that. He is a young man after all. How can he care about the elders? Where is his mind?"

"Have you ever heard of Our Lady of Swordsman before the end of the world? Cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents? Mother of Morals, stay away."

He Minghui also saw it. He had guessed it from Zhang Yi's cold words and had been paying attention to the news on the Internet. He was speechless about Zhang Yi's bad temper.

"Why bother? It doesn't matter if you tolerate him for a while. Although the speaker will not change his attitude, he is an old man after all. You will affect his image too much." He Minghui shook his head and sighed.

Zhang Yi shrugged. There was no need. He couldn't find any reason to back down. He knew his own affairs and had the system in hand, but he was still worried that no one would buy his design?

Based on the performance of the [Barrett Sniper Rifle], not to mention occupying an absolute position, it is still a heavyweight. It has no worries about sales, so why should it swallow its glory?

On the other side, Zhang Qili, who had just breathed a sigh of relief online, felt a lot better physically and mentally. He thought he had done nothing wrong. As an old-timer, what happened to the young people? Is it possible that you still dare to fight back?

Zhang Qili had done this kind of thing many times before, but the other party could only listen obediently, and even expressed humbly that he hoped that he, an old man, would say more, so that the younger man would study hard.

But soon, Zhang Qili found that his cell phone was ringing non-stop.

"Could it be that Zhang Yi replied to me? Humph, respect for seniors is a must." Zhang Qi was very proud and opened [Tremolo] proudly.

Soon, he froze on the spot, his chest heaving rapidly, endless anger rising, and he kept thinking about those words in his mind.

"How dare? How dare he do this?" Zhang Qili was furious. He had never seen such an arrogant and domineering person. He even wanted to reply immediately and agree to the bet.

But after thinking about it carefully, he still didn't dare. He knew his own affairs. At this age, the title was only a mere "Skilled", which was only a little better than a "Freshman". If he lost, he would lose all face.

"No, he must be taught a lesson. I am still a member of the Ghost Ax Alliance. I want to report it and let the alliance ban this arrogant person who disrespects his seniors." Zhang Qili was furious and immediately called the alliance.

But soon, Zhang Qili hung up the phone in despair, and the other party responded with just three words: Impossible!

Ghost Ax Alliance.

In the office, a well-behaved and cute girl in professional attire put down the phone and hummed: "This stinky old man actually wants us to ban Zhang Yi. This is the person that the lady told us to focus on before setting off."

Opposite her, Xia Miaomiao smiled brightly.

Zhang Yi's side.

He Minghui was worried about Zhang Yi's bad temper. After a few words of warning, he made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening and then hung up the phone.

Zhang Yi was still immersed in the changes he had made when he woke up.

Lots of missed calls and unread messages, lots of them, thousands of them.

A large part of them had no notes. Zhang Yi guessed that various weapons companies were seeking cooperation. The other part had notes, either from classmates or close friends.

The most conspicuous one is Lin Jing.

"I was wrong. Please forgive me. If I don't get your understanding, I will be finished. Please, really beg you. I will never dare to do it again next time."

In addition to her, there were also text messages begging for mercy from Gan Xiaoyu and two other girls in the same dormitory. They were all accomplices in this matter.

Now they all send text messages begging for mercy, begging Zhang Yi to show his kindness, forgive them, sign a letter of understanding, and even mention the compensation amounting to hundreds of thousands.

In response, Zhang Yi sneered and blocked all their mobile phone numbers. Only now did he realize that he was afraid. Why did he go there before?

When they didn't get a response, they even trolled themselves online and posted a video.

Since they were involved in this incident, their video had an astronomical number of views and millions of comments.

In the video, the four girls, with red and swollen eyes, cried and begged for mercy, their foreheads all red.

"We know we were wrong. Please forgive us. We are willing to accept any punishment as long as you can forgive us."

The four girls cried so hard that they looked pitiful, especially the leader Lin Jing, who was even more pure and pitiful, heartbroken and regretful of how she was before.

It's a pity that this move did not attract Zhang Yi's sympathy at all, and his cold eyes were cold.

The comment section has been devastated. Almost all of them are filled with accusations and scorn. There are only a few good things to say, but even my mother can’t recognize them.

"It looks so pitiful. The four young ladies are crying like this. Zhang Yi should be more generous. Strictly speaking, he has nothing to lose. He should keep a secret in everything so that we can see each other in the future."

"6, tell me your address upstairs, I'll stab you a few times, and then you can say goodbye to me."

"I've seen people with small feet bound, but I've never seen people with small brains bound. Do you forgive your mother?"

"Is there a possibility that the people upstairs are navy soldiers? I heard that Lin Jing's family is quite rich."

Zhang Yi looked at the comment area and looked at the posting time. There was a gap of three hours between Lin Jing's pleading message and Lin Jing's plea message. Obviously they were anxious and had not received a response from them, so they simply posted it online, hoping to get support from the Internet. .

Unfortunately, the majority of netizens disappointed them.

"do not care."

Zhang Yi shook his head, put away his phone, and put all these messy things behind him.

Then with a thought, an attribute panel appeared in front of him.

[Zhang Yi: Weapon Designer]

[Bronze: Lv18]

[Forging: C level/70]

[Design: C level/75]

[Magic pattern: C level/75]

[Spiritual text: C level/70]

[Qiling: Not turned on]

[Title: Freshman]

Zhang Yi's eyes lit up when he showed the attributes in front of him. After the [Barrett Sniper Rifle] was built and carved, its attributes increased a lot.

The most obvious thing is Lv18, which has been directly improved by 8 levels, which is amazing.

But after thinking about it for a moment, Zhang Yi understood that as a weapons designer, the fastest way to gain experience is not in building weapons, but in developing weapons.

Making weapons is the job of the [Blacksmith]. The reason why a weapon designer is called [Design] is because he integrates materials, magic patterns, spiritual texts, etc., and combines many aspects to design brand-new and unique products. Unprecedented weapons.

The [Weapons Designer] is to develop the future, while the [Blacksmith] is just a hardworking blacksmith. The two cannot be compared.

Closer to home, the level is rising at the speed of a rocket, which is obviously attributed to the [Barrett Sniper Rifle]. It is no less than creating a new genre in this world, and it is also a rare [excellent] quality.