"Don't use glass, use this" Zheng Ming, as before, condensed a wave of earth attribute magic between his fingers, and then decomposed it, not long after, the energy formed after decomposition spread the taste of blood, Zheng Ming told the ancient one that this is a substance called "iron", and finally compressed these energies to form the current iron sheet.

With the previous experience, and the fact that this time Zheng Ming was equivalent to one-on-one teaching, Gu Yi began to refine alone after carefully perceiving the breath of the "iron piece". Wait until the magic of a bottle of potion has been used up to master this element.

With these potions, Gu Yi did have a lot more confidence when he used his magic power, and compared to the design drawings drawn by Zheng Ming, the iron plates made were laid horizontally on the open ground in turn, and in less than three hours, the internal framework of the entire base was successfully constructed.

It was completely dawn, and a ray of sunlight shone into the base through the glass roof, shining on the smooth iron walls and reflecting off the rest of the place, and the whole base became bright.

Zheng Ming rubbed his sore head, and shook his head when he saw Gu Yile's tireless appearance, and all night, the two of them tacitly did not mention the night dance.

It was already noon when Zheng Ming and Gu Yi left the base, and after hastily eating lunch, Zheng Ming ran back to the accommodation to sleep, and hastily drew two sketches of clothing before going to bed.

Zheng Ming seems to have returned to that world, sitting on the subway, watching the people coming and going in the carriage, bright electric lights, metal seats, TV with advertisements playing all the time, the noisy environment makes Zheng Ming a little trance, the hands on the watch stay at 8:50 in the morning, only 10 minutes away from the daily work, maybe you need to run on the road for 15 minutes after getting off the subway, such a world, but I miss it every day.

There was another knock on the door, and Mirian walked into the room in a crisp white robe, waking him up, perhaps because he was too tired, and he slept for twelve hours, and the ancient one slept for seven hours before going to the base, and learned from Milian that the ancient one seemed to have built the advertising room and other laboratories for others.

"Brother Zheng Ming" poked out a small head from behind Milian, and looked at Zheng Ming with big watery eyes.

"Momo, you're here too, come over and hug my brother" Momo happily ran out and jumped into Zheng Ming's arms, grabbing Zheng Ming's ears with two small hands and giggling.

"Little Momo said that you promised to make her new clothes, and when you heard that I was coming to you, you followed me myself" Milian said, whether it was left and right I don't know, Zheng Ming patted his head after hearing this, and then remembered, "I almost forgot about this, I have prepared the sketch, on the table over there, you can see if you like it or not, if you think it's okay, then I'll do it according to the sketch" pointed to the table by the windowsill.

Milian followed the direction he pointed, and sure enough, he saw two drawings quietly placed on the table, walked over and picked up the drawings, and saw that one of the drawings was painted with a red cheongsam, although it was only a first draft, and he could clearly see the unique patterns on it, and he was very satisfied, and then handed another drawing of a pink princess dress to Momo.

Mo Mo let go of Zheng Ming's ears, took the drawings with his free hand, smiled even more happily, and kept saying "Brother is the best".

"If you think it's okay, then I'll do it for you according to the above style" Carrying Momo out of bed, he got up and washed.

"That's it, there are clothes for the fashion show, don't forget" Seeing that Zheng Ming got up, Milian didn't bring much, and led Momo to walk out, and the little girl also said "goodbye, brother".

Zheng Ming turned his head and smiled happily, and didn't forget to make a grimace at Momo, which scared the little girl to run away. As if he remembered something again, he called Milian "Wait for the Ancient One to wait for me at the base and help me get my laboratory"

"You can just go ahead, she's still there," Milian didn't look back.

Zheng Ming stood in front of the window after washing, sighed at this kind of life of going out late and returning early, and it only took a few minutes to arrive at the base, at this time Gu Yi had just laid out all the laboratories, each laboratory has a unique metal table, of course, the desktop is made of glass, and you can see many different styles of glass containers on those tables, such as beakers, measuring cups, test tubes, etc.

These were all drawn by Zheng Ming on the design drawings in the morning, I didn't expect Gu Yi to be so efficient, just woke up a few hours earlier than himself, and he finished all of this.

nodded, but couldn't help but praise a few words, Gu Yi obviously didn't eat this set, Zheng Ming had to hand over another drawing to her, this time the drawings were a little different, most of the drawings on it were gears or screws and other components, none of them were complete, and some things were still not touched by Gu Yi.

According to Zheng Ming's words, he let the elves completely stand on the shoulders of the giants of science and technology, and the ancient one ignored his secondary two, and just took the drawings and began to study, and there were some methods for the decomposition of hidden energy attached to them, Zheng Ming's request was to complete it within three days.

After finishing speaking, Zheng Ming left the base to find the prophet, for this fashion show, he has a plan, since he wants to hold a fashion show, then there must be models, but how can there be models in this world.

The prophet seemed to know that Zheng Ming was coming, and he found a vacant lot to make a bench, a cup of tea, and a fan, but there were two teacups on the tea table, and when Zheng Ming found the prophet, he also noticed this tea, and he could vaguely feel a magic fluctuation from it, and he took another sip of the teacup and drank it directly, and he could smell the aroma of tea between his breaths.

"What's the matter" The Prophet always spoke slowly, feeling like he was out of breath in old age, thinking that he was a god of the elves: this must be the smell of the gods......

"Teacher, the apprentice wants to say hello to the teacher first, I am going to hold a beauty pageant" I am afraid that the prophet will misunderstand, and explained that "the main thing is that the fashion show needs someone to wear those clothes, hold a beauty pageant and choose a few models"

"Oh? beauty pageant, that's interesting, what a choosing. The prophet sat up, Zheng Ming hurriedly sat on the chair handle and pinched his back for him, "There will be a secret ballot, each contestant will have his own number plate, and each person will have 30 seconds of canvassing time after the bounty comes to the stage" Finally, the clansmen voted their written votes into the box, and finally counted the votes, and selected five male elves and five female elves according to the number of votes. ”

"You're ready, you should tell the Queen first, and I'll go, but you have a wedding to do soon, and you have to do it quickly," the Prophet said, and the light distorted, and the tables and chairs disappeared with him.

Hearing the wedding, Zheng Ming was a little depressed, to be honest, he still couldn't accept that he had a wedding for himself like this, not that he didn't think Milian was good-looking, on the contrary, many times he still admired Milian, but if it was really married, what should You'er do......