Weidong, who was wearing a white robe, left home and walked towards the scientific research building he mentioned.
The so-called scientific research building is more like a fortress. At night, it is still brightly lit, and you can vaguely feel an unusual smell.
Soon, he entered the fortress, climbed to the second floor, and opened the door with seemingly brisk steps.
There was only an old researcher inside the door, standing next to a complicated instrument, operating something.
"Uncle De, how's the transformation going?" Seeing the researcher, Wei Dong showed a smile on his face.
"Not too optimistic. The material of the weapon is too poor. We don't extract the elemental minerals at a sufficient concentration. Forcibly increasing the power will cause an explosion." Uncle De replied, taking an iron nail in his hand and putting it into the red liquid in front of him.
In a bottle.
As soon as the nails were put in, the liquid began to boil violently, and then exploded in just a moment.
The bottle was made of a special material and did not break, but its power caused the entire floor to shake. In the research room, some wall tiles even fell down.
It is unimaginable that if it were not for the bottle that blocked the explosion, or perhaps that action just now, the entire research building would have been blown up.
"You see, this is the consequence of forcibly increasing the power." Uncle De seemed not surprised and just shook his head.
But Weidong was not disappointed. Looking at the inexplicable substance in the bottle that had turned into black powder due to the explosion, he said with a little excitement: "The energy extracted from just one kilogram of elemental ore can actually produce such a powerful explosion."
"If we make it into a kind of bomb, it can definitely kill a gold-level powerhouse. If it is more concentrated, will the eternal level also..."
"Weidong!"
Before Wei Dong finished speaking, Uncle De spoke, with a hint of anger in his expression, "We make weapons to protect the peace of Yuncheng, not to kill."
"This kind of explosion is the product of our out-of-control, and it has a wide range of destructive power. Making it into a weapon is no longer in line with our original intention."
Shocked by these words, Wei Dong was also stunned, shook his head, then came to his senses, and apologized quickly.
"I'm sorry, Uncle De, I didn't mean that just now..."
Uncle De seemed a little angry and didn't say anything. He turned around and after a while, he took down something from another instrument table.
"This is your painting of mountains and rivers, and I have transformed its power."
"Has the transformation been completed?" Hearing this, Wei Dong was a little excited. He took the painting, held it in his hand, and thought about it carefully.
"Now that you have this mountain and river painting, you should be able to fight against several gold-level experts head-on. It has extremely strong defense and can rebound some absorbed damage." Uncle De asked, "The shortcomings of the mountain and river painting are too obvious. I
It has a new form nested in the mountains and rivers painting, you can give it a try and press the red button."
"Okay." Wei Dong nodded, followed Uncle De's words, and pressed the button on the painting.
The next moment, the painting shrank and changed, turning into the shape of a blue long sword. The long sword exuded a faint light, which was obviously different from ordinary swords.
"This is the second form of the Mountain and River Painting. Let's call it the Mountain and River Sword. In this form, its lethality will be greatly expanded. It can release a killing method similar to sword energy by twitching a small amount of energy in your body." Uncle De looked on from the side.
Holding the long sword, he nodded slightly, "With this form to make up for your shortcomings, you are already considered a pseudo-eternal level. People with a gold level can't do anything to you."
"Your weapon is currently the most top-notch and most special weapon that we can modify."
"Pseudo-eternal level." After hearing this, Wei Dong's eyes widened, and he couldn't put it down while holding the Shanhe Sword.
But in the midst of the swing, out of the corner of his eye, Wei Dong glanced at the ashes in the bottle again, and spoke quietly, as if in a voice that he could only hear.
"Is this really the ultimate power that immortality technology can exert..."
…
At noon, in a separate compartment of the restaurant, Zhao Deming arrived as promised.
But perhaps because of yesterday's assassination, this time around, there were several strong men around him, all wearing robes and standing silently at the door.
"Master Zhao, were you frightened yesterday?" Looking at this scene, Ye Fan said.
"I can't call it frightened. It's just that you have to be more careful. The rats in Yuncheng dare to bite people on the streets." Zhao Deming responded, looking at Ye Fan and the dishes on the table, he seemed a little surprised.
"Master Ye is a bit polite today."
"Please take a seat." Ye Fan waved his hand and watched Zhao Deming take his seat before speaking, "My companion should have passed on what I said."
"It has arrived." Zhao Deming still smiled, "Young Master Ye has already thought of what you want to use?"
"I thought of it." Ye Fan nodded, but he didn't test like yesterday, and said directly: "Master Zhao, what I want is not complicated, you should give it to me."
"Now that the things are given, the previous rice business is over. There is no need to mention the 30 million rice money again."
"Oh?" Zhao Deming's eyes lit up, perhaps because he heard about the money, "Young Master Ye, if you have any requests, it doesn't hurt to ask."
Ye Fan looked at Zhao Deming, raised his eyes, and pointed to the top of his head, "I need to know something... about the Everlasting Cloud."
After saying this, Zhao Deming's expression suddenly froze, and he smiled reluctantly:
"Master Ye was joking, things related to the Everlasting Cloud... that's not something people like us can have."
"Of course, I didn't say I wanted to get it from Patriarch Zhao. What I said was that I just know." Ye Fan replied, staring at Zhao Deming and said, "I want to know something about Changsheng Cloud from Patriarch Zhao."
"I know..." These words made Zhao Deming hesitate. He also looked at Ye Fan and asked, "Why does Mr. Ye want to know these things?"
"It's nothing more than an entrance." At this point, Ye Fan no longer concealed it, but directly showed his cards, "I already know everything about Yuncheng. To be honest, I also have intentions about that person."
"Do you also know Chen Changsheng?" Zhao Deming was shocked when he heard this.
"Chen Changsheng?" Ye Fan frowned, "So his name is Chen Changsheng..."
Seeing this, Zhao Deming immediately knew that he had spilled the beans, and a trace of annoyance flashed across his face.
He didn’t even know Chen Changsheng’s name, but he said he knew what was going on in Yuncheng, what the hell!
"Ahem." He lost his composure slightly. At this moment, Zhao Deming finally got the news he wanted from Ye Fan, but he no longer concealed it, "Young Master Ye, now in Yuncheng, everyone wants Chen Changsheng, everyone.
Each uses his own means, and intelligence is also a type of means."
"Young Master Ye wants to join the game, why not go find it yourself."
"It's a waste of time for me to search for myself." Ye Fan shook his head, "Yesterday, I saw the conversation between the Zhao family leader and the Wei City leader. I roughly know that the Zhao family leader has a lot of ink in his arms. Isn't this the time to find the Zhao family leader and talk about cooperation?"
"Thirty million is just for some news. The head of the Zhao family will not stop doing such a profitable business. After all, rice matters can be big or small. If I want to cause trouble..."
At this point, Ye Fan said nothing more, and on the opposite side, Zhao Deming also understood Ye Fan's intention.
This bastard boy, this is not asking for conditions, he is clearly here to threaten himself.
"Master Zhao, don't hesitate, exchange a few words for 30 million, it's not a loss." Ye Fan just waved his hand, looked at the hesitant Zhao Deming, and spoke emphatically, "After all, according to the policy of Master Zhao, these 30 million rice,
In the future, it’s scary that it will be worth more than 30 million.”
"You..." Having said this, Zhao Deming's eyes were slightly angry, but at the same time, he was also a little confused.
This Ye Fan clearly knows his plan. Logically speaking, he should be very aware of the situation in Yuncheng.
But he didn't even know who Chen Changsheng was, and he seemed to only know the surface of Changsheng Yun.
Whether he knew it or not, for a moment, Zhao Deming was a little confused.
So, after hesitating for a while, Zhao Deming finally said with some thought, "Young Master Ye, what is the news you want to get?"
"It's nothing." Seeing Zhao Deming finally speak, Ye Fan also smiled.
"I want to know a lot, Brother Zhao, you'd better say it yourself. You will be annoyed if I ask."
"Young Master Ye, please ask first." Zhao Deming suppressed, "What Young Master Ye asks, I will say."
"In that case, I won't be polite." At this point, Ye Fan also waved his hand, stopped pulling, and said directly at the beginning: "Brother Zhao, Chen Changsheng, where is he now?"