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"Qiao Ji, can you now not only manifest melee weapons?"

Xia Xingzhong asked.

Because in the past period of time, they wanted Qiao Ji to produce certain materials, which all needed to be made into a certain shape.

But now, Qiao Ji can make batteries. Batteries are not melee weapons at all, right?

Although it can indeed be used to hit people.

"You can take advantage of the loopholes, create a shell, and put the things you really need inside as decoration."

"Is there such a way? This is not bad, it reminds me of Wandoujia."

It is indeed possible to take advantage of this loophole by treating each piece of supernatural raw material as a 'bean' and placing it in a sword-shaped shell.

If you make some small 'deformation' designs on this shell, you can even use the shell directly as a storage box.

"..."

Xia Xingzhong was about to say his idea, but then he thought about it, Qiao Ji and the Skynet system must have considered it, and there was no need for him to show off here.

"Yes, this is much more convenient, but can you give me a little insight into how much actual output you can produce in a day now?"

Xia Xingzhong is very concerned about this. After all, the many achievements made by their imperial mausoleum base are not as conspicuous as the continuous supply of supernatural materials. At this critical historical node, Qiao Ji who can materialize out of thin air is simply a gift from God. plug-in.

"It's about a million pounds a day."

It used to be a hundred pounds, but now it's a million. Isn't it natural to increase it by ten thousand times?

"million……"

Xia Xingzhong chewed the word silently, trying his best to hide his excitement.

This amount is not just a plug-in, it is simply a modifier!

With such a large amount of superpower materials available, no wonder everyone’s material applications were approved in Warehouse No. 6 during this period.

"That's good. That's good."

Xia Xingzhong doesn't intend to interfere too much. Basically no one can control the affairs of Warehouse No. 6 now, because everyone relies on this rich mine to make a living.

"Then I'll leave first. When we have a meeting later, we will mention the aerospace carrier. It should be passed."

Yes, this is a relatively conservative statement.

With Qiao Ji's current resource supply and the technological realization of the castle in the air, if he wants to do a project, he will have fans all over the world. Even if some people disagree, they will be drowned out by the voice of the people.

"Well, walk slowly."

After Xia Xingzhong left, Qiao Ji went next door.

Xiao Longnu was sitting on the table swinging her feet. Next to her was an unpacked box of mung bean cakes and a pile of empty packaging boxes, cookies, ice cream and the like.

Seeing Qiao Ji appear, Ao Ling jumped down from the table and grabbed half the box of mung bean cake, "God, this is delicious!"

"Does the dragon still want to eat?"

Qiao Ji pulled down his glasses slightly with his ring finger, revealing the six-magatama samsara eye on the left.

The breathtaking purple light turned into a sharp edge, examining this alien race.

Xiao Longnu shrank back in fear, as if she felt the dangerous power contained in this eye, "I want it, but I could only eat meat before. It's very smelly and unpalatable."

Did you buy expired meat?

But being locked up in the Dark Wind Prison, you shouldn't be able to buy anything. Could it be the bacon and ham stored by the Dragon Clan?

If it has been stored for hundreds of years, it is normal for the taste to change.

Qiao Ji took a step forward, and Ao Ling took two steps back, looking up at Qiao Ji, a little nervous.

"Who gave you the clothes you are wearing?"

The clothes on Ao Ling, the little dragon girl, have powerful energy in Qiao Ji's vision, and have a unique spiritual power. That is, they block Qiao Ji's pupil power so that he cannot directly peek into the spiritual world of the little dragon girl.

It seemed to be a very delicate thing, and it could change simultaneously when she transformed into a dragon body, so Qiao Ji didn't want to violently destroy this equipment, so she just obediently took it off and let herself check her memory.

"These are the scales that my father, queen, mother, uncle, uncle, brother and sister gave me before I left."

Qiao Ji:?

What Ten Thousand Dragon Scales?

"Can you take it off?"

"Of course, please ask the gods to accept the dragon clan's offerings."

It was as if clothes woven by light emerged, peeling off piece by piece, swirling like snowflakes and flying to Qiao Ji's body, fitting piece by piece.

In doing so, Qiao Ji's clothes were pasted with a layer of golden dragon scale-shaped patterns, which could appear or disappear at will.

Generally speaking, it is somewhat similar to the Soul-Eating Blood Clothes.

But behind this set of Ten Thousand Dragon Scales, the Soul-Eating Blood Clothes huddled in Qiao Ji's spiritual world and refused to come out, because the spiritual power it carried seemed to be rather arrogant and overbearing.

Although he didn't show it to Qiao Ji, he was not polite to Soul Devouring Blood Clothes.

After taking off the Ten Thousand Dragon Scales, the clothes on the little dragon girl's body were pure white. At this time, she no longer had the protection of this equipment. Qiao Ji looked at her, their eyes met, and the purple light bloomed, and then the two of them appeared. In a dark place.

Tongli has been able to successfully enter Xiao Longnu's spiritual world, but her spiritual world seems to have a somewhat poor environment.

Darkness, high pressure, a faint light source, and a warm and even scorching breath came from under the feet.

Looking down, there are red marks on the ground. The magma is underground. It seems that it will gush out from these cracks and break the earth. However, a huge stone pillar stands in the middle, breaking through the sea and holding up the black sky. , and also suppressed the magma underground.

There are many large and small stone pillars around. Where the stone pillars are, there are no cracks in the magma. They only exist in places where the stone pillars are sparse.

The white dragon shape swam through this dark environment. Its huge body was like a high-speed train. It seemed to be playing and playing. The stone pillars scattered here were a good place for her to hide and seek.

The underground magma erupted, and strange and huge limbs emerged.

The sound of clattering iron chains sounded, and a larger dragon shadow woke up from the stone pillar. He lowered his head and bit off the limbs that emerged from the magma, tore them into pieces, and fed them to the much smaller white dragon.

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The memory of Little Dragon Girl Ao Ling is very monotonous. She spent her life in a closed environment, either sleeping or playing. The world is only so small, and only through the stories of her elders can she appreciate some of the beauty of the outside world.

But the elders basically slept around the pillar, rarely waking up except to feed her.

Overall, her memory stands out as a dull one.

Qiao Ji only looked at it roughly once, and it was impossible to see everything in detail.

"Give this back to you."

Qiao Ji used his telekinesis to peel off the Ten Thousand Dragon Scales and return them to the little dragon girl.

"Lord God, don't you want it?"

The little dragon girl obviously didn't know what was going on. After all, although she had racial advantages, her level was still below the earth level, and she didn't even notice that she was invaded by the eye power of the Rokumagatama Sharingan.

"I've seen it, that's enough. From now on, you can help me protect this place."

After seeing such boring memories, Qiao Ji also understood why the Dragon Clan wanted to send her out. It was because she had no shackles on her body and because she had never seen the outside world.

Qiao Ji was also somewhat interested in the monsters that would emerge from the ground in the place where the Dragon Clan was suppressed.

Even if they were invaded by the undead, they would not let those monsters out.

The undead can actually kill them, but they don't.

The little dragon girl has never been told the truth in the magma, so she has no way of knowing, but if Qiao Ji goes to the Dragon Spirit Realm and asks the dragons as a god, he should have an answer.

Tsk, that’s not good.

The necks of those dragons are simply placed under the undead's butcher's knife, and the undead can kill them at any time.

"Well, I will protect this place!"

Xiao Longnu was full of confidence.