Lan Jiayao, the head master of Tianrong Palace, feels a little headache at the moment.
Because there was an official document placed in front of her.
The signer of the official document was none other than the genius scholar Cheng Han, who had single-handedly repaired a section of the Heavenly Ring, which she had to pay attention to.
Lan Jiayao picked up the beautifully bound official document, skipped a long paragraph of meaningless clichés at the front, and looked straight at the text at the end:
"...In order to effectively maintain and repair the spiritual branches and leaves of the divine banyan tree, this temple is in urgent need of thirty craftsmen and two hundred craftsman apprentices.
"I hereby apply for approval from the Headmaster!"
Lan Jiayao put down the document, and the cold mist in her beautiful eyes wavered.
What a hell!
What does repairing the damage to the sacred banyan tree have to do with craftsmen?
Is it possible to let craftsmen use saws and planes to beautify the sacred banyan trees?
The profound master in charge of the palace couldn't help but "hum", and several illusory ice flowers quietly appeared nearby.
Lan Jiayao turned to look at a maid, her tone as indifferent as ever: "How many explosions have occurred in the 'Science and Demon Research Institute' under the jurisdiction of Special Envoy Cheng during this period?"
The extremely beautiful maid immediately reported back: "In the past half month, the Science and Technology Research Institute has been intensively testing the 'internal combustion engine', and a total of twelve explosions have occurred.
"In these experimental accidents, a total of three craftsmen and twelve apprentices were injured. Currently, the Kemo Research Institute is quite short of manpower."
This answer clearly reveals the real reason for "asking for" the craftsman.
"Repair Shenrong" and so on are obviously just superficial excuses.
Lan Jiayao was silent, and the number of ice flowers floating around her increased several times in an instant.
Honestly.
If other mystical practitioners dared to do this, the master in charge of the palace would definitely reward them with an ice-based mystical technique without hesitation, allowing them to experience what it means to feel the chill in their hearts.
But Special Envoy Cheng is different.
The Lord of the Palace has privately told him to try his best to meet all the requirements of Special Envoy Cheng.
Lan Jiayao sighed: "I remember that the master craftsman of the Science and Technology Research Institute had a very bad relationship with Tiangong Temple, right?"
The maid nodded: "Yes! The great craftsman 'Luo Zhenhuan' had a quarrel with the deputy head of Tiangong Hall many years ago, and has been marginalized ever since."
Lan Jiayao's tone rarely fluctuated: "So you are asking me to come forward and ask for a group of craftsmen from Tiangong Palace?"
The maid didn't say anything, but judging from her expression, she obviously agreed with this conclusion.
After all, many people in Xuan Palace knew that Lan Zhangdian was the palace lord’s confidant.
If Lanzhangdian comes to Tiangongdian in person, the other party will most likely agree.
In other words.
The meaning of this official document is to use the Master of the Head Palace as a gun.
Lan Jiayao sat quietly for a few seconds, her pretty face full of helplessness: "You have great talent, but you spend a lot of time on useless things. Are all geniuses so willful?"
In the view of this female leader, the Science and Technology Research Institute is a product of nonsense.
However, the palace master just let it go and she couldn't say anything.
The female Xuan Master slowly stood up and finally compromised: "Forget it, I'll go to the Tiangong Palace!"
Originally, she thought that being the head of a new organization would be like taking credit while lying down, but now it seems that it is not that easy.
Lan Jiayao walked quickly towards the door. Every time she took a step, an ice flower bloomed on the ground.
It can be seen from this small detail that her mood is obviously not as calm as her face.
As a mysterious master in charge of the palace, you have to run errands for the mysterious master. Who is the superior and who is the subordinate?
What a bully!
*
Villa in the woods.
What happened in Tiangong Hall was quickly reported.
After listening to the servant's report, Cheng Han smiled with satisfaction: "Lan Zhang Palace is really effective in doing things!"
The female mystic master went straight to the Tiangong Hall, where he saw sixty master craftsmen and four hundred craftsmen's apprentices.
This is not a small amount, and it is twice the amount required by the official document.
Of course, Master Xuan, who is in charge of Tiangong Hall, refuses to do it.
Now that the war between the two worlds has begun, the front line consumes massive amounts of materials every day, and Tiangong Temple has tasks to complete every month.
After some haggling.
Tiangong Palace looked at the palace owner's face, pinched his nose and agreed to "squeeze out" thirty-five master craftsmen and two hundred and fifty apprentice craftsmen.
This is much more than what the Science and Technology Research Institute needs. How can he be dissatisfied?
Cheng Han sighed with emotion, "Master Xuan is really capable," and then continued to study and analyze the Yuan Xuan Crystal to obtain a large amount of high-end knowledge.
In the morning, he used this knowledge to complete the Xuanyin.
"Lingmiao Ten Thousand Sens Mysterious Seal, first level, completeness 62.82%."
The completeness increased by 9.15%, which is not a large increase, but the upper limit of mental value increased by 1.2 points, reaching another new high of 225.7 points.
Cheng Han thought for a long time and sighed: "Shenrong's method of refining Yuan Xuan Crystal from the abyss of Yuan Energy. If you initially understand the principle, it may be possible to condense the divine seal."
He shook his head: "It's a pity that the level is too high, and I can only analyze a little bit."
Cheng Han adjusted his mood, took out a stack of manuscript paper, and began to write a letter to the Science and Technology Research Institute, assigning a task.
By the way.
It is also a test of the new abilities derived from the Lingmiao Wansen Xuanyin.
After all, the official document previously submitted to the Master of the Head Palace clearly stated that the reason for requesting craftsmen was to better protect the sacred banyan tree.
How could I lie to a woman when I'm a genius with words and a mouthful of spit?
*
Three days later.
A large number of parts handmade by craftsmen were transported to the woods.
A group of spirit oak demon "workers", under the guidance of several apprentices, successfully assembled a large single-cylinder "Kemo Internal Combustion Engine".
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The reason why it is called "Kemo Internal Combustion Engine" is because it contains more than a dozen unique technologies of this world.
During this process, I showed off skills comparable to those of a sixth-level fitter, filing and sharpening, and repaired many unqualified areas.
This super high efficiency and extremely exquisite craftsmanship made a group of craftsmen stunned for a moment, and each of them had a feeling of "only now I know that I am not as good as a tree."
Liang Ming, the second-class craftsman, boldly suggested: "Special envoy Cheng, I heard that this batch of spirit oak demons will be distributed to the small spirit realm below in a few months.
"These spirit oak monsters are comparable to the best apprentices. I think it's best to keep them."
Cheng Han smiled and replied: "Don't worry, they won't go to the Little Spirit Realm. The palace master has applied for another batch of Spirit Oak Demons from the Divine City above."
Another purpose he used to repair the sky ring with the help of the spirit oak demon was to keep these tree spirits.
After cultivating him carefully for so long, of course he has to find a way to stay.
*
Two more days passed.
Tianrong Palace has fulfilled its duties for the first time since its establishment.
More than a hundred Red Armor soldiers, with a lot of effort by the boss, moved the two Kemo internal combustion engines underground.
The craftsmen started the machine and connected another pipe.
This time, the operation lasted for two days and two nights, which verified the reliability.
*
The next day.
Lan Jiayao, the head master of Tianrong Palace, heard shocking news from the maid.
"Deputy Master Cheng used two Kemo internal combustion engines to pour a spray called 'toxic spore insecticide' into the underground of Tianhuan.
"After the test, the Red Armor soldiers conducted an inspection wearing masks and found at least 3,000 void insect corpses."
The female mystic master suddenly stood up, her tone full of surprise: "Where is the body? Get me one!"
The maid immediately took the order and left.
A quarter of an hour later.
Lan Jiayao saw the corpse of the virtual insect.
I saw that the originally green bugs were now covered with red abscesses, and many places were ulcerated and oozing out foul-smelling liquid.
The Master of the Head Palace looked at it quietly for a long time, his expression extremely subtle.
Originally, she had always thought that the Science and Technology Research Institute was just messing around.
But judging from the miserable condition of this insect corpse, my idea was completely wrong.
This is obviously something of great use.
More importantly, after killing so many void insects, the Red Armor Army did not suffer any casualties.
And it’s still not the right time to kill bugs in spring!
Lan Jiayao waved her hand and ordered: "Get the bugs away."
"yes!"
The subordinates immediately followed the order.
Lan Jiayao watched the insect corpses being dragged away, and cooed in a very low voice: "So it turns out that insects can be killed like this. I've learned a lot!"
She added in her heart: "Awesome!"
This compliment is naturally directed at the special envoy who came up with this genius initiative.
this moment.
The profound master in charge of the palace no longer had the slightest thought of being "bullied" when he was forced to ask for craftsmen.
Lan Jiayao was in a good mood, turned to look at the maid, and ordered: "Go and inquire again, is there still a shortage of manpower and supplies at the Science and Technology Research Institute?"
"yes!"
Lan Jiayao waved her hand again, with a rare smile on her pretty face: "Prepare the mysterious ark immediately, I want to report this matter to the palace master immediately!"