The Max Level Boss is Too Cruel

Chapter 409

Jin Yuting took Ye Qinghan and Feng Ling to his small villa. Their return this time was secret, so no one could know about it.

Wuchen glanced at the place where he lived, and was a little surprised that some of the people in the group seemed to be locals.

“You guys will sleep upstairs tonight, and Lin Qianruo and I will sleep downstairs. We’ll find someone to inquire about it tomorrow.”

Jin Yuting said.

Feng Ling nodded, "Okay, let's go up."

There are three rooms upstairs. Feng Ling pointed to a room and said, "You go live over there. Ye Qinghan and I will sleep here. We will get up at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Nine o'clock?" Wuchen was a little surprised. Doesn't he need to get up early?

Feng Ling didn't know what he was thinking, so she nodded directly, "Well, I'm tired today, so I need to sleep longer. Besides, I don't like to get up early."

 “Don’t you need me to make breakfast for you?”

“No, Jin Yuting’s chef can cook it.” Feng Ling waved her hand, “Go and sleep.”

"Okay." Wuchen returned to the room in a daze. The moment he returned to the room, he took out many tools from his backpack.

There were only two or three sets of clothes in his luggage, and they were clothes from all seasons. The rest were all small items, many of which Feng Ling would have discovered if he saw them, but they may not exist in the world now.

 Clean brain is really useful.

Wuchen looked at those things and fell into his own world again. He liked playing with these things very much, so many times, he would do it for a long time.

 Do it until you can’t do it anymore.

At nine o'clock the next day, Wu Chen fell asleep lying on the stage. He accidentally made it to four o'clock in the evening yesterday and forgot to set the alarm clock. When Feng Ling saw that he hadn't gotten up yet, he went over to see him with Ye Qinghan, only to find that He was lying on the stage, and there were a bunch of little things on the stage.

Feng Ling took a look and saw a watch with a virtual screen.

Feng Ling's eyes lit up. There is no such watch in today's society. Could it be that Wuchen made it himself? If this is the case, then they have found a treasure.

 "Wuchen, wake up."

 Feng Ling pushed him.

Wuchen opened his eyes hazy and found someone standing in front of him. He stood up suddenly and hurriedly tried to pack his things.

Feng Ling glanced at him and said, "We'll collect it later. Let's go down to eat first. We're not only staying for one day. You can collect it after you finish eating."

“By the way, do you still have the finished product?” Feng Ling pointed to Wuchen’s watch.

Wuchen was stunned for a moment and nodded, "Yes."

 “Can you give me one?

I should be able to do it, after all, I spent 50,000 yesterday. "

"Okay, this is for you." Wuchen took out a white one and a black one from his bag and handed them to Ye Qinghan, "This is yours, I made a pair."

 “Not bad, thanks.”

Feng Ling narrowed his eyes and smiled happily. Ye Qinghan looked at Feng Ling and shook his head helplessly, really... But this Wuchen is very good and knows how to make a watch.

 “You can come over after tidying up a little.”

 “Oh thank you.”

 They don’t seem angry? Even asked him for a watch?

Wuchen blinked. He heard that there were some things that the outsiders didn't care about. For example, slaves were not allowed to learn such advanced knowledge.

 However, they did not seem to be very angry.

 After eating, Wuchen went to Feng Ling and asked, "Do you agree with me making these things?"

“Are you talking about watches or something like that? Why do you object? I think you are very talented. Who did you learn from?”

 She took a look and found that Wuchen's talent was great, but some parts were still a bit missing, which might be a problem with basic skills.

 “I taught myself because I was interested. Slaves themselves cannot learn these things.”

 (End of this chapter)