Seeing Wang Xu appear, Bao Wenqiang and Wang Xiaohu smiled, and the sadness on their faces disappeared.
It's not that the two of them know that Wang Xu has the space ring, but that Wang Xu can bring changes to the White Tower base every time he appears.
When he returned for the first time, Wang Xu brought a radio station for communication and a dozen remote-controlled aircraft with cameras to solve the problem of avoiding zombies when going out.
Returning for the second time, Wang Xu brought the use of crystal cores, allowing the White Tower Base to start the road to evolution.
Returning for the third time, Wang Xu brought two firearms and a production line for bullet reloading technology.
Returning for the fourth time, Wang Xu brought crop seeds and world-defying solar generators, which solved the base's electricity problem.
Returning for the fifth time, Wang Xu brought martial arts secrets and lit up the martial arts technology tree in the wasteland plane.
To break it down, every time Wang Xu appears, he can bring changes to the base, and his contribution is never lower than anyone else.
Otherwise, with a commander who has made no contribution and has not shown up all year round, Wang Xu himself would have no shame in coming, let alone whether others are willing or not.
"When I came in just now, I heard that you were short of oil, cement, and steel bars. I will solve this problem for you." Wang Xu spoke with great confidence, as if he was carrying a few sacks of money.
, just like the coal boss who goes to buy a car or a house.
"Commander, do you have a solution?" Bao Wenqiang was half happy, half doubtful, and couldn't think of how Wang Xu could solve it.
Wang Xu smiled and said nothing. He had no space ring before, and was limited by the size of the shuttle door. He was unable to provide assistance to the wasteland plane.
It's different now. The interior space is about the size of a basketball court, enough for him to carry a lot of things.
Be diligent, run dozens of times a day, and transport thousands of tons of materials at one time, and after dozens of trips, it will amount to tens of thousands of tons.
If replaced by rice, it would be enough to feed the Baita Base, which has a scale of 500,000 people, from top to bottom for several months.
"Apart from the fuel issues, I have also brought you good things. Go out and see for yourself."
Wang Xu didn't say much, opened the door and pointed outside.
Bao Wenqiang and Wang Xiaohu walked over and took a look. There were two thousand silver-white robots standing on the lawn outside the headquarters.
These robots are two and a half meters tall, covered in silver-white armor, shining in the sun.
Especially the weapons carried in the hands are full of science fiction color at first glance, with calibers as big as fists. Combined with the metallic appearance of the robot, it makes people feel like they are in the future world.
"Is this a robot?" Bao Wenqiang was stunned and couldn't help but rub his eyes.
Wang Xu nodded with a smile and ordered to the robot on the lawn: "Be alert!"
Uh-huh!!!
Two thousand robots all raised their weapons, and the electromagnetic guns in their hands began to charge.
Bao Wenqiang walked up in disbelief, touched the outer armor of the robot, and asked: "Commander, where did you get this thing?"
"What do you think?" Wang Xu said vaguely, letting Bao Wenqiang use his imagination.
Bao Wenqiang really thought about it. Wang Xu disappeared from time to time and appeared again from time to time. Each time, he would bring something he had never heard of.
In his mind, there must be something wrong with Wang Xu, the leader of the base. He may have discovered an alien base, or he is an alien himself. Otherwise, where could he get so many good things?
"Stop thinking nonsense. It's much better to do your job well than to think nonsense. From now on, these two thousand combat robots will be left to you to use, whether you use them to hunt zombies or annex other people.
I won't even bother with the base. But you have to remember one thing, I will take 60% of the crystal cores used to kill zombies, and you will distribute the rest."
Wang Xu didn't care about Bao Wenqiang's speculation, because now he was no longer overjoyed for a little gold when he just got the shuttle door.
The truth only exists within the range of artillery. In the wasteland world, he is the one who holds the power. Wang Xu can suppress any doubts and speculations with his backhand.
Just like these two thousand combat robots, their combat power is enough to overwhelm everything, and even gunpowder weapons cannot break through their armor.
Under this kind of power, it no longer matters what Bao Wenqiang thinks. As the saying goes, summer insects cannot talk about ice. We are already people in two worlds.
Of course, even if Wang Xu handed over the robot to Bao Wenqiang for use, he would not hand over the first-level management authority.
He divided the authority into three levels. He holds the first level authority, Bao Wenqiang holds the second level authority, and then divides the three levels of authority downwards.
Except for him, others only have the right to use it and do not have ownership of the robot.
Once the orders of the two parties conflict, the robot will rely on the superior authority. With the current technology of the earth, it will take at least another hundred years before it is possible to crack it.
Moreover, that was still the earth that followed the path of science and technology. Now the earth is a little off course, and it has the intention of becoming a world of martial arts.
With this kind of development prospect, it will be difficult to break through the core technology of robots in two hundred years, let alone one hundred years. After all, the technological level of the counter-world has already begun to have the ability to leave the planet. It can be regarded as a civilization that has separated from the planet itself and begun to explore the universe.
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Converted into a martial arts system, it is almost the peak of low martial arts, and the level of sublimation to the middle martial arts world, the planet itself is no longer a constraint.
"These combat robots have small nuclear fusion battery technology, which can last for thirty years without replenishment. One of them is comparable to a human armored division. With these two thousand robots that never sleep, you have
Don’t you have the confidence to launch a counterattack and recover the entire province from the zombies within one year and China within three years?” Wang Xu looked at Bao Wenqiang, waiting for his answer.
Bao Wenqiang thought carefully and replied with certainty: "Don't worry, Commander, with the help of these robots, within a year, I will regain at least five provinces, and the zombies will no longer be arrogant."
"Very good. I won't stay too long this time. If you have any questions, please tell me." Wang Xu will not stay in the wasteland permanently. He is just a passerby in this world, not a savior.
To him, the wasteland plane is just a resource collection center that can provide him with crystal nuclei.
As for the savior, let others do it. The real thing is the real thing, and don't let go of those false names.
"Commander, according to the internal skills and mental methods you left behind, many people have relied on the crystal core to break through and become third-rate masters, while a few have become second-rate masters. The biggest problem in the base now, in addition to the lack of resources, is that there is no follow-up of the skills.
Some people have tried to improve the exercises, but no one has succeeded, and many have gone crazy."
With two thousand robots, resources are no longer a problem, and Bao Wenqiang is more concerned about the follow-up of the exercises.
When Wang Xu came here last time, he left ten books of third-rate internal skills and mental methods, one second-rate internal skills and mental methods, and hundreds of secret books such as Five Tigers Broken Door Knife, Light Wind Quick Sword, and Iron Sand Palm.
Based on everyone's contribution to the base, Bao Wenqiang gave priority to the third-rate internal skills and mental skills to the soldiers. Skills and cheats were sold to ordinary people. Only the second-rate internal skills and mental skills were retained as a gift to those who made important contributions.
award.
Nowadays, among the military and civilian masters, there are already many third-rate masters.
Bao Wenqiang had a second-rate internal energy and mental method in his hand, but he did not dare to spread it on a large scale, which attracted many people who were stuck in the third-rate juncture and were itching to find a way out.
It's a pity that many people have tried it today, but only a few have succeeded, and there is no reference for it. The number of people who practice Qigong and go crazy is increasing day by day.
"It is not easy to create Kung Fu. Even the simplest internal Kung Fu and Mental Techniques are impossible without a certain martial arts vision and a bit of luck. So, I will leave you ten second-rate internal Kung Fu and Mental Techniques for you to popularize.
In addition, I am giving you a book called Lang Tao Jue and a book called Qingsong Yi Qigong, a first-class mental method, which you can use to cultivate elites.
As for you and Wang Xiaohu, I have a copy of the Qingcheng Golden Toad Technique in my hand. By practicing this, you two can reach the master level."
Wang Xu explained everything that needed to be explained, left behind more advanced ideas, and also replenished some supplies for the base.
After being busy until the evening, Wang Xu returned to the world of the Black Super Special Police. Before leaving, he told Bao Wenqiang and the two of them to seize the time to lead the robot army to clean up the zombies outside and harvest more crystal cores.