Apart from evolutionary planners, weapon makers are the most popular among extraordinary people.
A qualified weapons manufacturer requires careful study and time.
The overall number of this profession will not be much more than that of evolutionary planners.
"Exclusive weapon maker!?" Ye Su snorted dissatisfied, "Xiaojiu and I have mentioned it so many times, but you are not willing."
Su Xiaojiu said: "You destroy the weapons I made every once in a while, how dare you say that?"
"It's only one thing a week, it's not that serious." Ye Su stuck out his tongue.
In the federation, a regular extraordinary person obtains an extraordinary weapon and has to use it for at least three years.
Most extraordinary people carry several extraordinary weapons with them, and they are reluctant to discard or damage them easily.
Weapon makers are mainly responsible for the maintenance and upgrade of extraordinary weapons.
"How long does it take for other people to use a weapon? How about you?" Su Xiaojiu smiled angrily, "With the speed at which you destroy weapons, there is no weapons manufacturer in the entire federation willing to become your exclusive weapon."
"It is destined that I will meet this destined person." Ye Su retorted weakly.
Su Xiaojiu curled her lips and refused to answer.
Patting his thigh, Li Xuanchen complained: "The exclusive weapon manufacturer means free maintenance of your extraordinary weapons for life. Even if you want to upgrade the weapons, you only need to pay the material fee and 10% of the labor money. When encountering some emergencies,
You may have to advance the money yourself first. Judging from Ye Suxiao's destruction speed, if a weapons manufacturer is willing to sign an exclusive contract with you, that would be the ultimate masochism."
"You..." Ye Su gritted his teeth.
"Stop arguing, Xuanchen is right about this matter." Leng Qingning pressed Ye Su's shoulders, "I don't think any unlucky person would be willing to be your destined person. If Xiaojiu and you are not relatives, she will definitely
I am also unwilling to continue to provide services to you."
Ye Su's head was full of black lines, "It's not my extraordinary ability that's causing the trouble."
"It's useless to say anything,"
After hearing several people arguing, Wang Jun realized that a dedicated weapons manufacturer had so many claims. He said: "Do you still need to sign a contract?"
"Pfft~~~" Su Xiaojiu looked back and chuckled, "That's too outsider. It doesn't matter whether there is a contract or not. The main thing is that I am willing to help you. Of course, if you want to sign the contract, then sign it."
With her left hand, she pressed the button on the armrest of the mechanical wheelchair, and a light screen popped up. She tapped her fingertips continuously to input commands.
After a while, a legally binding federal contract was delivered to Wang Jun.
"Just a casual question," Wang Jun was stunned and smiled bitterly, "Your movements are too fast."
Su Xiaojiu said half-jokingly: "I'm afraid you'll run away, but I don't want to."
Wang Jun smiled, took the contract, and read it carefully.
There is nothing wrong with the general terms. The only problem is that Party A, as a weapons manufacturer, suffers a lot.
The conditions given by Su Xiaojiu are more generous, mainly reflected in two aspects.
First, when she, Wang Jun, makes weapons and equipment, she only needs to provide materials or an equivalent amount, and does not need to pay a dime for craftsmanship.
Second, the weapons and equipment that Wang Jun needs to maintain only require the lowest cost material fee, and no manual fees are required. Moreover, she is willing to provide services to Wang Jun regardless of whether she is the producer or not.
Most weapon makers don't like repairing, because the money they get from upgrading and manufacturing weapons is ten times more than repairing weapons, so when repairing weapons that are not produced by themselves, weapon makers will raise the price.
"The contract is too generous and not suitable." Wang Jun handed back the contract.
Su Xiaojiu smiled in her eyes and shook her head lightly, "Compared with the life-saving grace, this exclusive contract is just a small addition."
Cao Qing Xun rubbed her chin and said helpfully: "My little friend, it's rare for a beauty to have a heart, so don't refuse."
"Okay." Wang Jun nodded, "Then I'm welcome."
Later, the two signed the contract in public.
Wang Jun said that there were tens of millions of extraordinary materials around him, and he happened to give them to Su Xiaojiu, asking her to help build a large-caliber sniper rifle that was easy to disassemble and carry.
Su Xiaojiu agreed with a smile and threatened to complete the production within 20 days, but Leng Qingning said back:
"No, you still have to go to the hospital with me, take tranquilizing medicine every day, and check various physical indicators."
Next, the afternoon tea time passed quickly.
Wang Jun felt the stinging pain in his left eyeball many times, and the intensity gradually worsened.
In front of everyone, Wang Jun couldn't find the problem, so he made an excuse and said, "I'm sorry, everyone is chatting slowly, but my head is a little dizzy, so I have to go back and rest first."
Sun Lutang smiled and waved his hand, "Go ahead, little friend, plan the evolutionary path of ten extraordinary beings in one go, your mental strength will definitely be depleted."
"Xuanchen, your ability is suitable for running errands. Please help see Ajun off." Sun Buwu patted Li Xuanchen on the shoulder.
Li Xuanchen was cleaning up the last few plates of refreshments and nodded reluctantly.
Pulled out the chair, stood up, and walked to Wang Jun's side.
Pressing his palm on Wang Jun's shoulder, the shadows on the wall, on the ground, in the corner... all the hidden places shrank, condensing into a black sphere.
The sphere enveloped Wang Jun and Li Xuanchen, and then sank into the ground.
At this time, Cao Qingxun opened his mouth, "Aba, abaa, aba..."
"Old Cao, how old are you now and you are still so thin-skinned?" Sun Lutang teased mercilessly, "I have been complaining for a long time and never mentioned the matter of accepting disciples. Now, okay, you have to make a special trip to visit me another day.
visit."
"Wow!!!" Cao Qingxun slammed the table, "I'm not an old guy like you, but before I even realized it, you and your grandson teamed up to tear down the stage. How can I sing?"
"It's just like grabbing food while eating. If you have a quick hand, you will have a slow hand. Do you understand?" Sun Lutang smiled proudly.
Cao Qing was so angry that he raised his hand but did not dare to put it down.
Want to fight? He really didn't dare. Who knows that the bad old man in front of him is Sun Wushen, who is number one on the federal martial arts evaluation list and is the invincible in the world.
Sun Lutang pinched his teeth and laughed again and again without grace.
"Come here another day, remember to bring enough gifts. In the apprenticeship ceremony, in the apprenticeship ceremony, everyone else is the apprentice making offerings to the master. When you come here, Old Cao, it will be new. The master is making offerings to the apprentice, hahahaha..."
Cao Qingxun's forehead was filled with throbbing veins, and he had a low voice in his throat: "Is this why?"
"Young friend Wang Jun is a great talent. It's unfair to be your apprentice." Sun Lutang said.
Cao Qingxun stood up suddenly and knocked over the bench under his buttocks. Cao Qingxun said angrily: "Are you interested too?!"
"No, I will not accept him as my disciple." Sun Lutang shook his head.
Cao Qingxun's left eye widened and his right eye narrowed, wondering: "What is that?"
Sun Lutang sighed softly: "Wang Jun's understanding of martial arts is not inferior to mine. Many of his opinions are consistent with my years of understanding as a centenarian. I'm really ashamed."
"It shouldn't be. No matter how high his understanding is, he shouldn't reach this level."
Cao Qingxun came up suspiciously and looked up and down Sun Lutang's face.
Sun Lutang raised his eyebrows and waved his hand as if to ward off flies, "Get out of here."
"You are a very bad old man." Cao Qingxun pouted, "Tell me, did you deliberately dazzle me?"
"I'm too lazy to talk to you," Sun Lutang shrugged and turned his head, "Bu Wu, come over here and tell you something."
Sun Buwu was stunned for a moment, and then followed Sun Lutang's footsteps to the balcony handrail.
Looking up at the sun, Sun Lutang said: "You should communicate more with Wang Jun, especially about martial arts."
"Sun'er understands," Sun Buwu nodded, "Wang Jun's boxing concept is complete as a whole, as if he has a complete system. It is very, very incredible, as if there are many martial arts masters behind him."
"Instead of saying that there are many martial arts masters standing behind him, I feel that he is carrying an extremely splendid civilization on his back." Sun Lutang's tone was meaningful, as if he was joking, but also as if he was pointing.
Sun Buwu took off his sunglasses, his golden and red eyes filled with shock.
"You want to say that his understanding of martial arts is related to the era before the star calendar?"
The calendar currently adopted by the Federation is the Star Calendar, whose full name is Star Calendar.
As of this year, the Star Calendar has a total of 1573 years.
Before that, there were moon calendars, sun calendars, dark calendars...
According to investigations by archaeologists, combined with multiple studies such as fossil remains and old civilization sites, both the lunar calendar and the solar calendar have certain real evidence, and are included in the Federal Historical Survey and many affiliated museums.
The Dark Calendar is an age that is weird, difficult to describe, and has no practical way to prove.
Some people say that it was an era when mythical species were rampant, and humans were just an insignificant member of them.
Some people say that it was an era of extremely advanced technology. Human beings invented the Dyson sphere, which could control the energy of the sun, and had the space jump technology to navigate the stars and explore other sources of life.
Some people say that there were no human beings at that time, and that humans were born in the Dark Calendar. Using their own weakness as an advantage, they wandered among various powerful races, and finally rose to the peak of the Solar Calendar and experienced the Lunar Calendar.
The decline of the calendar, and then the struggle of the Star Calendar, so the sky, land, and oceans of this planet are all forbidden places.
There are too many sayings that are only circulated among ancient families or knowledgeable scholars. Ordinary people do not have such knowledge, or they may accidentally see them and regard them as stories circulated on the Internet.
"Some things don't need to be pointed out, let alone asked." Sun Lutang smiled and helped Sun Buwu straighten his collar.
Sun Buwu nodded, put on his sunglasses again, and said: "It's okay to communicate with him, but I don't want to hide my secrets. Whatever Wang Jun asks, I will tell you whatever he can and cannot say."
"Promise." Sun Lutang shrugged, "Compared with what he said before, what do you think of our things?"
Sun Buwu knew the answer, but after all, his surname was Sun and he was unwilling to say it himself.
Sun Lutang shook his head, his eyes shining with wisdom that had been experienced for a long time.
"He has never hidden his secrets, and you are not allowed to hide his secrets. Treating others with sincerity has always been the ancestral motto of my Sun family and must not be forgotten."
Sun Lutang's tone of voice did not sound like he was admonishing the younger generation, but more like he was remembering the past.
"Bu Wu, you are doing this better than I was when I was young."
It's better not to listen to the old man's unspeakable secrets when he was young.
Sun Buwu scratched his face in shame and changed the topic: "Wang Jun's insights are brilliant and the system is complete, but to what extent can it be achieved?"
Sun Lutang said quietly: "His ideas have inspired me a lot. It may be a bridge from level 5 to level 6."
"this!"
Sun Buwu's eyes widened, and his eyes were filled with golden and red light, flowing like water.
He felt that he paid enough attention to the three-level principles, three-step kung fu, and three training methods given by Wang Jun, but the old man's attitude made him understand that his attention was far from enough.
Exhaling a breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, Sun Buwu asked the question he was most concerned about at the moment: "Then what he said, will it be helpful to your recovery from the injury?"
"Maybe." Sun Lutang's attitude was ambiguous.
Sun Buwu frowned, and the image of himself being surrounded and pursued flashed through his mind, "I'm just afraid that he won't be able to make it in time."
"What unlucky words did that brat say?" Sun Lutang rewarded Sun Buwu with a chestnut, "I'm fine, old man. It's not difficult to survive you to death."
"Uh." Sun Buwu covered his head, not daring to explain.
Sun Lutang suddenly became serious, with a serious expression on his face, "Bu Wu, what are you worried about?"
The old man's mind is too sharp... Sun Buwu grinned, "No, no."
Sun Lutang shook his head and stared at his sweet grandson.
Sun Buwu was so frightened by the sight, his mind was racing wildly, and he made five hairpin turns in a row.
"I'm really not worried about anything, I'm just a little curious about Wang Jun's secret."
"If you don't realize it, put away your greed." The severity in Sun Lutang's eyes tripled, "Everyone has their own little secrets. Don't delve into things that shouldn't be explored. Otherwise, let alone being friends, I'm afraid
One day we will become enemies."
Judging from the underlying meaning of these words, does he not want me to confront Wang Jun?
Sun Buwu was nicknamed Sun Xiaowudi by Jianghu people. Although he didn't care about fame, the pride in his heart would only become more, not less.
"Wang Jun's secret is not small at all. Today, the news about your martial arts debate has spread to the outside world. Maybe the guys from the Extraordinary Association will have some strange associations. It is not impossible to capture him and slice him up." Cao Cao
Qing Xun's voice came from behind the two of them.
Sun Lutang clasped his hands behind his back, turned around and said with a smile: "We are all our own people here, it's nothing serious."
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My own courtyard.
Li Xuanchen leaned against the door and asked with concern: "Ajun, are you really not in trouble by yourself?"
The left side of his face twitched. Wang Jun endured the severe pain in his left eyeball and replied:
"It's okay. Brother Chen, please go back first. I probably have consumed too much mental energy and life aura. I just need to take a nap and get up and eat something."
"Okay, I'm leaving," Li Xuanchen helped close the courtyard door, and the second half of his words came through the crack in the door, "If you need anything, just call me."
Wang Jun hummed and replied confidently: "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."
After standing there and waiting for three seconds, the courtyard door opened from the outside to the inside.
Li Xuanchen probed his head and said, "Is everything really okay?"
Wang Jun spread his hands and expelled: "If you don't continue to disturb me, let me have a good sleep, and I will be fine."
"Okay, I'm really leaving this time." Li Xuanchen nodded, turned into a shadow and disappeared.
On the ground, two pure black hands stretched out and closed the courtyard door again.
Wang Jun turned around, walked into the hut, and threw himself on the bed.
The pain in his left eye became more and more severe. At first, it was like a fine needle poking the pupil. Although the pain was bearable, it was now like a small hedgehog shrunk into a ball inside, with countless apical spines extending from the inside to the outside.
stamp.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so damn much!
The pain was so painful that Wang Jun wanted to pluck out his left eyeball, throw it on the ground and crush it to pieces. The long-term pain was not as good as the short-term pain.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
A low muffled roar was pressed in his throat. He pressed his eye sockets with both hands, gritted his upper and lower teeth hard, and raised his cheeks.
In the retina of the left eye, countless binary streams are flowing back and forth, vertically, horizontally, and diagonally, like a chaotic data storm:
010101010101010101010101010101010101010101011101…
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