Cheng Han's other clone looked up at the sky without blinking.
A few seconds later.
The light shuttle disappeared.
Cheng Han muttered in his heart: "God General Liefeng is not slow, he organized more than five million Qingluo people so quickly."
According to the plan.
This is just the first batch of Qingluo people to be recruited.
They organized more than 5,000 people into a legion, which was divided into a thousand legions.
The entire Qingluo Legion will undergo a month of training in the Cloud Sea Realm, and then be sent to the Misty Sand Realm to begin encircling and suppressing the underground insect swarms.
Cheng Han sighed softly, with a trace of pity in his eyes: "I don't know how many Qingluo people can return to their hometown alive."
at this time.
A voice came from behind: "Master Liu, the magic car is ready."
Cheng Han turned around, nodded and said, "Let's go."
This clone borrowed the name of an old friend - Liu Yidao.
After he arrived in the Cloud Sea Realm, he became very prosperous as a craftsman. He often performed brilliantly and was promoted to a great craftsman not long ago.
The magic car he invented, together with the entire Kemo technology system, has already spread to this world.
New weapons such as war eagles and guided mysterious weapons have played an indispensable role in every war.
Thanks to this, the status of craftsmen has also been greatly improved.
Now in Yuntian Xuan Palace, every master craftsman is equipped with a magic car as an exclusive travel tool.
soon.
"Buzz~"
Accompanied by a sound of engine revving.
A small convoy consisting of three magic cars quickly drove towards the Tiangong Temple.
Cheng Han was sitting in the middle car, and the other two cars each carried three Red Armor Army soldiers.
This is exactly the high-level treatment he received - a team of Red Armor soldiers became his exclusive bodyguards.
Wherever he goes, this team of soldiers must follow.
This is a rare treatment in the entire Tiangong Hall.
Half an hour later.
The magic car arrived at Tiangong Hall.
A young Xuanshi quickly walked closer and asked loudly: "Is this the motorcade of Master Liu?"
Cheng Han quickly responded: "I am Liu Yidao."
The young Xuanshi made a gesture: "The master of the palace has ordered me to come to greet the master. Please come with me."
Cheng Han was startled for a moment, then nodded and said, "Excuse me."
The young Xuanshi smiled and said, "Master, you're welcome."
A soldier quickly opened the car door.
The other soldiers all smacked their lips secretly.
The dignified Master Xuan sent a Xuanshi to greet a great craftsman. This was the first time that everyone had heard of such strange things after staying in Xuan Palace for so long.
Leave it to the past.
No matter how skilled a master craftsman is, his status is not as high as that of a xuanshi. When meeting the latter, he must take the initiative to salute.
this moment.
Everyone feels that "the times have changed".
Cheng Han held a stack of documents and a pair of glasses on his nose, walking side by side with Xuan Shi.
He asked: "In this meeting, does the Master plan to increase the factory's output again?"
The young Xuanshi looked admiring: "It is indeed true. How did the master know?"
Cheng Han pointed at the sky: "After the order from Tiangong Palace was issued, only two hours later, the Tianrong Light Shuttle arrived.
"I guess there must be a lot of soldiers coming this time. In this case, the demand for equipment will definitely increase a lot."
The young Xuanshi gave a small compliment: "A great craftsman with a keen eye."
The man smiled again and said: "Master craftsman, can you guess what kind of equipment the master plans to produce?"
Cheng Han pretended to think about it and spit out three words: "Drone!"
The so-called "drone" is a small machine that he developed with reference to the structure of the Wanpuppet God General.
The young Xuanshi was startled: "How does the master know?"
Xuangong has never produced drones. It only got a batch of samples two months ago. Not many people have seen this thing.
It was really hard for this person to imagine that this great craftsman could actually guess it.
Cheng Han laughed and casually gave a reason: "You asked just now, so I guessed that it was probably a kind of unpopular equipment."
The young Xuanshi was more and more impressed: "The great craftsman has a keen mind."
The real answer is that the Qingluo Legion launched a large-scale expedition against the Nanli Boundary Group, and he was responsible for this event.
The equipment equipped by the Wanhao tribe for the Qingluo Legion is exactly the drone, and this plan was also his handiwork.
How could he not guess it?
Between conversations.
The group entered the majestic palace, passed through the long passage, and arrived in front of a main hall.
The young Xuanshi shouted to the guard: "Open the door!"
The guard did not dare to neglect and quickly pushed open the two beautiful metal doors.
"Ka! Ka!"
Only a few muffled sounds were heard.
The spacious meeting hall immediately caught everyone's eyes.
There were more than 200 seats in the 2,000-square-meter hall.
More than 95% of the seats were all occupied at this time.
They are all master craftsmen of Yuntian Xuan Palace and were summoned to participate in this meeting.
A pair of eyes came over and locked onto Cheng Han's figure.
Subdued discussions followed.
"Master Liu is here!"
"Looks so young!"
"When I was in my twenties, I was personally promoted to a master craftsman by the master. This is the first time in so many years."
At this moment.
Cheng Han is undoubtedly an absolute star.
This is not surprising.
Because the contribution he made is indeed extraordinary.
Within just a few months.
Single-handedly, he has made drastic changes to hundreds of factories.
The production efficiency has been greatly improved, and the failure rate of guiding Xuanbing has been greatly reduced.
Describe with quantitative data.
In the past.
Tiangong Temple produces 160,000 mysterious weapons every day, with a yield rate of 92%.
That is to say, eight of the one hundred mysterious weapons have various problems.
Until now.
The daily output of Xuanbing has surged to 380,000 pieces, more than doubling the amount.
The yield rate has also increased to 99.6%.
A thousand Mysterious Weapons were produced, and only four were defective.
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This is really an impressive achievement.
Among the many master craftsmen present, none dare to say that they have such abilities.
In full view.
The young scholar made another gesture: "Master Liu, your seat is in the center of the first row."
This is obviously the "C position" reserved for big guys.
Cheng Han nodded, strode into the hall with his head held high, and sat down in his seat.
Not long after.
A figure wearing a black robe with silver thread strode into the hall.
It was Zhang Xi, the master of the Tiangong Palace.
All the master craftsmen stood up at the same time and saluted at the same time: "I have met the Master."
Zhang Xi waved her hand kindly: "No need to be polite."
Later.
A different figure walked in from outside the door.
He is more than two meters tall, a head taller than Wan Haoren, and his body is more burly.
His pupils were a strange blood-red color, and his hair was also blood-red, as if there was blood surging in them.
There were fangs protruding from the corners of his mouth, which looked extremely sharp.
Such characteristics.
Obviously not the Wanhao tribe.
After sensing the gazes of the group, this guy actually licked his lips and showed a somewhat ferocious smile.
Do not know why.
Many master craftsmen looked at him and felt strangely like they were being watched by natural enemies.
Cheng Han frowned slightly and muttered in his heart: "Red Eye Clan!"
This is another big clan near the Wanhao clan - the Red Eye clan.
Because they are fond of blood, they have many names among foreigners.
including but not limited to:
Blood Demon;
vampire;
bloodthirsty demon;
Cheng Han really didn't expect that a member of the Red Eye Clan would actually appear in the meeting hall of Tiangong Hall.