Overgod Ascension

Peng!

The soil is cracked.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a steel pangolin-like mechanism beast dug a tunnel and appeared in front of Wu Ming. The hatch behind it opened and another person climbed out.

This person has thick eyebrows and big eyes, thick joints on his hands and feet, and is covered with calluses. His face seems to be in his thirties or forties, with a hint of simplicity, and he is clearly the true face of Gongshu Sting!

The person who controls this body is of course Wu Ming's Yuanshen Dzi Pearl.

Naturally, he would not be stupid enough to stay in Wujiapu and wait for news.

Wu Tiehu's people were not used to monitor him because he was unreliable, but his second spirit had no such worries.

Although Wu Ming seemed to have stayed away these days, in fact, all the residences of the members of the Blood Alliance in Dingzhou had been visited by the Yuanshen Dzi Pearl.

"good!"

Wu Ming smiled slightly and also got into the pangolin. The puppet beast quickly dug the ground and disappeared in an instant.

In fact, when the soil behind it moved, it directly buried the entrance of the cave, destroying any traces.

"Although I can't control the puppet perfectly, I have the memory and physical body of Gong Shuzheng, and there is no problem in letting this pangolin move for a while!"

Wu Ming huddled in a small space, using his second spirit to control the mechanical beast to break through mountains and earth, and crawl through the earth, which felt quite different.

"When the time comes, let the second soul charge into the battle, and I can just hide aside and watch... If that doesn't work, you can also hide directly in the main god's space. There will be no doubt about your own safety..."

"It's a pity... If I can't travel to and from the main god's space, I can only stay in one position, why would I go out?"

…

Wow!

The big river goes eastward, the river is endless, and there is a dock in the middle.

Even though the festive atmosphere is still quite strong, there are still several small boats anchored, and the fishermen on them come out early to collect work for the coming year's livelihood.

It's a pity that there are few pedestrians at this time and there is not much business, but if there is something, it must be urgent.

"Boatman!"

At noon, a middle-aged man appeared at the pier: "I'm going to Zhoucheng. Who is willing to give me a ride?"

He was wearing a coarse linen robe, his hands and feet were thick, slightly weathered, and he was carrying a large package. He looked like a one-legged businessman who was always running around. However, his eyes had an extraordinary look, and he had a vague sense of magnanimity.

"I wonder how much you are willing to pay?"

Several fishing boats were approaching, and there were several fishermen wearing raincoats and water rafts asking.

"I have something urgent to do on this trip, the sooner the better, I won't be short of money for you!"

The big man frowned and said directly.

Upon hearing this, several boatmen's eyes lit up. Knowing that they had met the rich man, they hurried forward and solicited passengers: "Get on my boat! Get on my boat!"

"The little old man has been sailing for decades, and he is the most reliable!"

"Who around here doesn't know the name of my quick-hand Zhang San? I promise you to get to the city as soon as possible!"

…

Wu Ming turned his eyes, first looked at the ship, and then shook his head slightly.

The road is rough at this time, and ordinary people have to be cautious wherever they go. Even though these fishermen and boatmen look very pitiful, there must be something hateful about these poor people! The limits of what the poor people who are forced into desperation can endure are unimaginable to outsiders.

Wu Ming had no doubt that if he got on one of the boats, he would immediately get out of the boat into the river and ask the guest whether he wanted to eat flat noodles or wonton noodles.

"Just you!"

He picked left and right, and finally chose a awning boat next to him. The fisherman on it was an old man who seemed to be in his fifties or sixties, but his actual age should be much younger than that.

The ship looked simple on the outside, but the wood along the side had a patina of patina. It was obvious that the materials used were of high quality, and it had a simple and unpretentious flavor, which made Wu Ming nod secretly.

"Okay! Sir, please come aboard!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, but he quickly stepped forward. Seeing this, the other fishermen finally sighed and left angrily.

Gulu!

Wu Ming stepped onto the boat, and the boat suddenly sank, and the draft was very deep.

The old fisherman's pupils suddenly shrank, and several eyes around him looked at him with malicious intent, full of ferocity.

"Um?"

Wu Ming looked up, but all the fishermen around him were bowing their heads and looking around, making him sneer secretly:

'I was originally close to the city, but I changed my boat and carriage. I didn't expect that I would hunt geese all day long, and then I would be pecked in the eyes by the geese! ’

Knowing that these fishermen are keen to make a living on the water, they can estimate their weight based on their body shape. However, they are drafting like this, so they must be carrying something heavy, most likely gold and silver, which immediately triggers greed.

Where has he encountered this kind of thing before? Even though I was careful, I still had some flaws.

'It's just...people die for money, birds die for food, you are seeking death, but you can't blame me...'

Wu Ming pretended not to know anything: "Shipman, let's sail the boat and get to Zhoucheng as soon as possible. Your boat fee will be indispensable..."

"good!"

The old fisherman moved his lips but stopped talking.

He still has to make a living in this generation. If he offends the public, his job will be destroyed in the future.

On the contrary, if they remain silent, there will always be a hush money paid afterwards. These boatmen are busy fishing, and when idle, they are stealing. They all have an unspoken rule, and no one will violate it easily.

Little do they know that the evil of silence is not much different from the evil of thieves.

"If we get to the state capital, it will take half a day and one penny at the earliest!"

Business is business. If the thieves behind suddenly find out, the old fisherman will naturally send Wu Ming to the city safely, not to mention not charging a penny less for the shipping fee. This is his way of dealing with people.

"Shan! Let's sail the boat!"

Wu Ming naturally didn't know that he had so many twists and turns in his mind, so he directly ordered the ship to sail.

"okay!"

The old fisherman rocked the oar, and the boat slowly sailed away from the dock, breaking through the water and traveling faster and faster.

Wu Ming's body rocked with the boat, but he didn't feel any discomfort. He looked at the boat with interest.

The ship is not big. There is a hatch in the middle, and there are newly replaced peach charms on the door curtain. Behind it are stoves, pans and other objects, and there seems to be a human figure.

It is a small boat, but it has all the internal organs. It is where the fisherman's family lives, and their wealth and life depend on it.

'It's just that the boat is home, you can go in a moment, it's extremely convenient, it's too mobile, it's difficult to manage, and it's more likely to breed crime... Of course, this is a problem that E Huan has to consider, and I don't want to worry about it...'

It was still early at this time, so Wu Ming simply set up a small table, sat cross-legged, and opened the package on his own.

Ding dong!

The old fisherman opened his eyes wide, stretched his neck, and saw that there was no gold or silver inside. He was relieved at first, but when he saw a pile of bronze and black iron components, he felt worried again.

The price of iron materials in ancient times remained high. If this package was made of fine iron, it would be of extraordinary value, enough to attract those wolf-like young people to take action!

Especially if the other party is alone, not a scholar with fame or official position, not a Taoist priest, etc., but just a businessman, then he is a big fat sheep! It would be unreasonable not to kill!

Wu Ming was assembling the gears on his own, and started practicing the mechanism technique according to Gong Shuzheng's memory.

Although he didn't have this ambition, he didn't put much effort into it. He just wanted to be familiar with the process and be able to slightly control the two puppets.

Even if it's not possible, you still need to accumulate experience and get started slowly. After all, there is still a huge project waiting for you.

"The art of mechanism in this world is really extraordinary..."

Wu Ming looked at a bronze gear and something similar to a bearing in his hand, and silently cursed in his heart: "The Mo family even made a smart bird that can fly for three days without falling... I go, this is completely It’s the crystallization of wisdom from another path!”

Bang!

This scene caused a sound behind the cabin door, and a pair of excited eyes appeared, black and shiny, with a curious look.

"Go! Don't disturb the guests!"

The cabin door opened, and a middle-aged fisherwoman came out and pulled the reluctant little girl away. There was a faint sound of scolding.

"It doesn't matter!"

Wu Ming guessed that the little girl regarded the things on his desk as toys. The most basic structure of the public loser was indeed somewhat similar to building blocks, and he couldn't help but smile.

Just now, I knew there was someone in the cabin, so I didn't disturb him.

Most of these fisherwomen are also engaged in the flesh and blood business. If they need to stay on the boat overnight, in addition to cooking, they are not afraid to accompany guests and make extra money. This is for the sake of living, but there is not much to blame.

On the other hand, the little girl just now may not be able to escape this kind of cycle in a few years. Day after day, she will never get ahead, which is quite pitiful.

‘But there are so many pitiful people in the world, how many can we control? My great ambition to save the world has been handed over to Wu Pheasant...'

Wu Ming complained secretly. At this time, the boat was dozens of miles away and the sun was shining. After the fisherman asked him what he meant, he asked the fisherman to catch a fish and roast it until it was brown. It was considered lunch and Wu Ming was invited to enjoy it.

The boat cost food money, and even if there were thieves behind him, they couldn't take it from him, so naturally he was happy about it.

The meat of the grilled fish was extremely tender and the taste was very delicious. Wu Ming took a few bites and felt quite good. Perhaps because of his amiable appearance, the little fisherman was not afraid of food. When she came to the side, her dirty little hands Grabbing a bronze gear.

"Haha... let's play with it!"

It was purely a training work, so Wu Ming didn't pay much attention to it, but the little fisher girl was very surprised when she heard it and couldn't put it down.

After eating, the boat reached a reed marsh.

The surroundings were empty, and suddenly a whistle was heard, and several small boats appeared from all directions and surrounded them like hungry wolves.

With a wink from the old fisherman, the fisherman immediately pulled the little fisherman and hid behind the hatch.

"drink!"

Several people caught up with them, their faces vaguely familiar: "That fat sheep, hand over all your money quickly, or you will sink to the bottom of the river!"

The opponent is moving very fast and is about to catch up with him before he sees it.

The old fisherman's palms trembled slightly, and he said as if in fear: "Officer..."

I feel in my heart that this young man is a good person. Maybe I can show off my old face and let them just grab the property and let this person go?

"If you walk too much at night, you will always bump into ghosts, don't you think?"

Wu Ming, however, took his time and added a few more materials. The pile of parts on the table turned into something like a black iron octopus, and he asked leisurely. (To be continued.)