Lao Wang is not interested in knowing how much money and lives Monroe paid to deal with old Tsepesh and take over his family. He is here to ask for the fee for the use of the hostages.
"You just say it's useless and it's over. Without little Tsepesh, you guys are a bunch of noobs threatening the old man with your farts?"
"Old Tsepes has already exterminated the entire family, so he still cares about a son?"
"Why did I hear that you left the younger sister in the middle and don't contribute as much? People who kill their families don't care about their sons. They still care about their sons. Don't talk about those tasteless farts with me. Resurrection props, we have agreed in advance!"
"There really is no such thing, don't go too far..."
The splendid banquet hall and the gorgeous young ladies and daughters-in-law satisfied Lao Wang's overly strong desire to talk. He couldn't even remember the last time he felt like teasing someone in a formal occasion. His first love was nothing more than that, right?
He was yelling at Heath Moore and all the Monroe talkers for a full thirty minutes. If only the three translators had the strength to be tough enough, they would have collapsed and left the scene earlier, and there was no need to look at that damn fat guy.
The 60-gallon empty island filled with 1 gold coin is produced from the spring mineral spring?
Heath Moore's classic and gentlemanly smile froze on his face, and he began to recall the whole process of how a "resurrection item that was basically scrapped after leaving the island and had irreparable side effects" became a "resurrection item". The recall was fruitless, and my brain was spinning.
It's buzzing.
The legacy of old Tsepes is not so easy to inherit. How can there be any reason in the world for you to reap the dividends when someone else fights a war?
These people are too powerful, so powerful that Monroe can neither be America's beacon nor the Soviet-style father-in-law. Whether it is as a labor fee for the early effort or as a guarantee for both parties to have fun, they all need to pay for the use of "Little Tsepesh"
A certain amount of compensation will be provided.
It can't be delayed, and Monroe is more anxious than anyone else. If these guys take another guy and run away, they will not be able to block other people's tracks. When the time comes, they will still have to clean up the mess.
It's not that I'm afraid, or that I can't beat him, but it's really unnecessary.
Monroe has no cancer like Tsepeche, leaving behind a large amount of inheritance land. The profits alone are enough to feed many well-established families, and the ordinary people are also very happy.
, now everyone is very satisfied, so we can’t make everyone dissatisfied just because of some petty profiteering...
As the example and leader among them, the Heathmore family, which has obtained the "Exclusive Resurrection Technique of Thunderstorm Sea" and "Thunder Wrath Scepter (Broken)", actually has the most urgent need for peace, or in other words, has an obligation and must not
No urgent need for peace arises.
Do you have the opportunity to dominate one family or be used as a stick to spread the gospel everywhere? Do you need to choose?
"Ahem..." Heath Moore cleared his throat: "Your Excellency Li Cang, let's talk?"
It was a great conversation.
Li Cang felt comfortable physically and mentally, while Heath Moore was exhausted both physically and mentally.
"Dad?" Miss An'er stared at Heath Moore suspiciously: "What do you mean by this expression? He is making things difficult for you? Could it be...wait...could you have sold me?"
"What do you think of Li Cang?"
"Bastard! Big black businessman! Big liar! Robber! Shameless!"
"Then daddy, don't worry, it's good, keep it up!"
"?"
Prayer is an eternal theme.
The power of knowledge, technology and prayer is rewriting the entire world at a rapid pace. People are aware of it, but papers are usually not published on forums, so they can only be viewed from a distance and not played with.
Heathmore An'er, glasses girl 901T, is a hard-core independent woman who devoted herself to hand-rubbing Gundam in the early days of the disaster. It was precisely because she published her incomplete "paper" on the forum that Heath became famous.
Small found his lost daughter in the Blind Side, and then used his prayers to transform Monro's biochemical beast technology and shape the current Si Moore family.
Yes, they call jumpers dead spots, and the whole forum calls them that, because the prayer chat interface has no signal in the dead spots.
Mr. Li Cang doesn't care about the misunderstandings in the blind spots. As serious and adult men, their enthusiasm for Gundam is greater than others. This is a very reasonable and impeccable performance.
Miss An'er's anger was enough to dry up the entire sea of thunderstorms, with ten thousand reluctances: "The original idea was a purely mechanical creation, but from software control to physical practice, it involves too many fields and too many technologies. I realized
This is a range of knowledge that is beyond the reach of a single individual, so I switched to replacing pipelines with part of muscle tissue, such as the strength of joints. If I use mechanical materials, I have no relevant technology, and the financial threshold is very high.
, then the computing center...and then..."
"The performance of dragon teeth and sharp blades is very average. Biological materials and metal armor do not make them more powerful than pure alienated life forms, but instead increase their burden." Li Cang said: "Is it because of the lack of assistance from alienated blood?
If we could evolve an adaptive alienated bloodline branch to control the actions and alienation of biochemical beasts, I don’t think it would be so difficult.”
This guy has a bad heart but his brain doesn't seem to be broken. He's quite professional?
Miss An'er's anger subsided slightly: "There is no problem with the idea. In fact, it is just the other way around. Alienated bloodline does not work like this. It is necessary to partially alienate the bloodline first, and then go back and promote the continued alienation of the bloodline based on external performance and feedback. I made a decision
The biochemical beast is still equivalent to biological modification. It is impossible to alienate a non-existent alienated bloodline branch with simple external modification. This is like trying to use plastic surgery to reach the DNA and genetic level. There is absolutely no such reason."
"Is Gonzalez Dragon Blood Rider also your idea? Using the blood of alien beasts to infect humans seems to be a good idea. I have always thought that reverse catalysis is possible. What is the failure rate?"
"It makes sense on a praying level. The knight who keeps running without bugs will indeed have a standard one day. It is possible to get another alienated bloodline, but in reality it is still not possible. I only made an idea.
I just gave up. The Tepesh family trafficked millions of slaves a year, but in the end they only got 500 blood knights. Moreover, they relied on prayers and seas of thunderstorms to maintain normalcy and stability, let alone reverse direction.
Evolved bloodline branches." An'er's eyes brightened, then suddenly darkened: "Unfortunately, I'm not very good at alienating bloodlines. I tend to be completely mechanized. How can something with its own soul be better than shaping it with my own hands?
What comes out has more soul?"
"Well..."
Heath Moore, Lao Wang, Tai Xiaoyi, Li Leisi and others were all present, and everyone had their own peace of mind.
Da Leizi is a proud and coquettish type. He talks about the past and lovesickness, but good brothers are in trouble. In reality, if you rob my brother, I will just write you off. What’s the big deal? Heath Moore·
Aner is not a complex historical issue with twists and turns, and does not have any psychological burden.
"See?"
"They are all madmen... Miss, do you think the common hobbies of a madman and a madman can be considered like-minded?"
"Goose goose, I can't say for sure, but I've seen 'madmen' who usually don't think of themselves as 'madmen'. They only think that everyone is mad, and that they are just victims of this incompatible world. Everyone in the world is
I am drunk and sober alone, do you want to remain innocent in this world?"
"Obviously it's better to hang yourself on the southeast branch..."
"That's almost it!"
Being a great biochemical beast is just that, instead of being taught by Teacher Cang and being promoted to the furry biochemical beast that he expected, Dalei Zi's favorability towards Miss An'er has been declining again and again.
