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Busy building the mint, Potan was agitated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a few more days, he excitedly found the Sand King and said, "Lord Sand King! It's finally built! ”

He was really happy that he had finally completed the task of the Sand King.

The Sand King looked at it, it was a small mint.

Throw a jar of life essence to Botan.

Oh, my God! Botan was shocked, the cost price of this mint is just a few thousand energy canisters, and it has earned several times! As for where the sand king got the money from, he didn't care.

"What about the title certificate?"

Botan was stunned, "Huh? Right now, right away. "The Sand King wants a certificate of ownership? There is an indescribable sense of disobedience.

Hand it to the Sand King.

The Sand King looked at it, turned the proof into a fine yarn, frowned, and said, "Who said this mint is mine?" Write petal Qing... Ah no, Liliana's name. ”

"Huh?"

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At this moment, Liliana's face was full of black lines, looking at the scene in front of her.

How did a factory suddenly become her asset? Could it be that the things that the Sand King told her before were serious?

Let her help Shawang take care of his finances, what the hell?

And, even more ridiculously, why mint gold coins? No one uses gold now. The gold mines were almost completely emptied, and the old gold coins were gradually lost in the midst of war, migration, and historical loss.

If you want to accumulate wealth quickly, wouldn't it be better to build an energy harvesting plant? Jar after jar of energy is being produced, and that's exciting.

This behavior of the sand king is completely illogical, let alone in the interests of the king.

The most incomprehensible thing for Liliana is the Sand King himself. What is he doing now?

Stretching out his palms, he spewed sand into the furnace.

Minting sand coins?

Not to mention that Liliana can't understand it, the other groups of people are also in a state of confusion, and the characters with many scenes of the Traveler King, Yuyan's prototype, the Ten Rings, and the scenes are all gathered, just curious about what the Sand King is going to do. Only to find out that the Sand King is trying to mint sand coins?

The first finished coins came out.

Liliana bites, "Ah! It's gold! ”

"Is it really golden?"

Only then did everyone realize that the sand that the sand king kept squirting out of his hands was slightly glowing golden in the firelight.

The traveler Wang raised his forehead: "It's too far-fetched, isn't it, Shajin is also sand?" Is he able to do anything with sand, I'll go! ”

This minting rate is amazingly fast.

While everyone was admiring, the clone of the Sand King came in from outside and shouted, "Close the factory for me immediately!" ”

The Sand King's body put away the Golden Sands spell and asked, "Unqualified?" ”

"It's just highly polluted."

The Sand King himself frowned, jumped in front of the crowd, and shouted, "Where is Botan? Get out. ”

Hearing that the tone was not good, Botan knelt down in front of the Sand King and shouted for mercy.

"Spare you? Yes, the environmental index of this factory can be changed to meet the standard in one day. ”

"One day?" Potan's face turned pale, how could a day be? And, what does it mean to meet the standards? There is simply no uniform environmental standard in the universe. Not to mention whether the renovation can be completed within the time limit, it is not even clear to what extent it will be satisfactory to the Sand King. It's a rhythm that kills every minute.

"Too short? Three days. ”

"Uh, Lord Shesha!"

The sand king took the doppelganger and left angrily.

Most of the people were stunned, and the mint closed on the first day of opening?

The Sand King was in a bad mood, and the more the mint was delayed, the more his plan came true by one day.

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Potin and his team worked day and night to finally rebuild the mint within the time limit.

"Lord Shawang, this time there is almost zero pollution." Botan rubbed his hands together and said, "I have the most expensive purification equipment available. ”

"Hmm." The Sand King nodded and tossed him three jars of life essence.

Oh, my God! Botan's eyes are about to fall out, is the Sand King so rich? Why do you have to mint gold coins when you are so rich, isn't it better to use the essence of life directly?

The Sand King stretched out a hand and spread it out in front of Potan.

"Oh yes! Proof of Ownership! Potan slapped his head and handed the Sand King something that would prove to whom the ownership of the mint belonged to, and it read: Liliana.

"You've worked hard, you're doing a great job."

"Lord Sand King has won the prize. Then, the little ones go first. ”

The Sand King tilted his head and stared at Potan and asked, "Where are you going?" Urgent? ”

"Huh? No, but..."Potan looked at the Sand King inexplicably, "Isn't it already finished?" ”

The sand king rubbed his brows and sighed, "I said it, and I will work for me in the future." There's a lot more to come. ”

The Sand King left his clone to spew spewed sand into the furnace, while the main body took Botan to a short distance outside.

It's really just a few steps.

The Sand King pointed to his feet: "Right here, build an energy tank processing factory and dig oil from here." ”

This sentence made Botan's face wrinkle like a bun: "Oil? That's it? What about exploration? ”

The sand king tilted his head, unclear: "What is exploration?" ”

Wipe! Potan swore that the Sand King must be teasing him. You can find your oil by walking two steps and pointing to the ground?

"Are you going to do it?"

"! Of course it does! Construction now! "What else can Potan say. There are a lot of deep ice among the rich people, and the sand king is also one of them. Whatever, as long as he can earn it.

He was about to turn around and leave in disbelief, when he was stopped by the sand king: "Remind you, the property right certificate is still petal... Liliana. ”

Potan almost didn't pass out.

A little lover must be a little lover.

"Ahh Liliana sneezed, "Isn't someone nagging about me?" ”

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Chang Yongjian sent 20 Chaos Sect captives.

As promised.

The Sand King examined the men with his hands behind his back and asked, "Who is your master, boys?" ”

"Lord Shawang...", they all said in unison, but their momentum was weak.

Sha Wang nodded with satisfaction and looked at Chang Yongjian: "I didn't expect that you had trained them?" ”

Chang Yongjian's face was full of black lines: "Simple." Coming to you is the only way out for these captives, and I can't release them. ”

"Good." The Sand King waved his hand, "Come with me." ”

He took the Chaos cultists to the First Immigration Regiment.

Standing still, the Sand King said, "I have three orders. First, protect this woman, you will all die if something happens to her. Referring to the Yu Yan prototype, "Second, oh, Carter is dead... Third, dissolve on the spot and join the immigration group. This is your new home. ”

The reaction, of course, was the same as before, and there was an uproar.

Chang Yongjian couldn't look at it, and asked: "Sand King, how you are willing to make the compensation for the living people is your business, I don't care, but you are too... Did you know that the priest of life and the priest of death are feuds? ”

The sand king tilted his head: "And then?" ”

"Did you know that the Chaos Cult and Day and Night are both old feuds?"

The sand king tilted his head: "And then?" ”

"You don't have a concept of people management at all, they can't be mixed together. Sooner or later, something will happen! ”

The sand king tilted his head: "And then?" ”

Chang Yongjian had nothing to say, he couldn't understand why the Sand King was so eager to mess up his forces.

Die, let him be.

Soon, No. 8 brought over a headless corpse, it was Bai Luyi.

Stuffed it to Chang Yongjian, "Don't forget this." With that, he threw the head over as well.

Chang Yongjian's face was black at the moment, and no one was there.

Without saying a word, he left with the corpse.

The sand king watched Chang Yongjian leave and smiled with satisfaction. So far, so far the plan has gone well...

Suddenly, a light rain began.

The Sand King looked at the horizon in the distance, and it was probably a thunderstorm.

Swish!

A black light suddenly flashed from the Sand King's body.

Another downgrade.

"How is it so fast?" The sand king rubbed his brows, "The kid of the Ten Commandments is greening, building lakes, making seas, and making rain clouds at the same time, and it is not good for a person to be too capable." ”

He flew to the side of the mint and landed beside Potan.

"Huh? Lord Shasha, what do you command... Yes! ”

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked over by the Sand King.

"Quick. I've got a bunch of stuff waiting for you to build, and I'm a little pressed for time. ”

Botan's face was full of black lines, and he hurriedly urged the workers to hurry up the construction.

The mood was a little anxious, and the sand king stood with his chest crossed.

Suddenly, a member of the first immigration group came and reported to the Sand King: "Your Majesty, I need to ask you for something. ”

The sand king was stunned, although he was a little familiar, but who was this person.

"Say."

"A lot of people from other immigration groups come here and want to join your banner, and I don't know if you approve it. There are about thirty of them, and the average level is..."

The Sand King stretched out his hand to stop him, tilted his head and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm the deputy leader you have elected."

"Deputy Leader?"

"Yes, sometimes you are not there, there must always be a leader in the immigration group. Like the night attack a while ago, everyone discussed it for a long time. ”

The Sand King pulled out his scimitar.

"Huh? Your Majesty, the King of the Sands, what are you...? ”

The scimitar is raised above the head.

"Spare your life, Your Majesty! I just want to do more for you, I'm only level 20, and I won't threaten your godlike status in the immigration group at all! ”

One cut in half.

“… Deputy Chief? The Sand King frowned, "Who came up with this superfluous idea?" (To be continued.) )