Chapter Twenty-Three: The Undead Munitions Expert

However, before buying clothes, naturally the leader of the ghost girl can't be dressed like this to go out, and the probability of wearing it like this to attract onlookers on the street is not much lower than that of a female ghost. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Fortunately, Wu Luolan's height is close to 1.75 meters, and he can still see it when he wears Zhang Xiaowang's clothes. Under Zhang Xiaowang's different aesthetics, he even felt that the ghost girl wearing it like this actually had a unique flavor.

In the end, the panda spirit and the ghost girl brought a total of 20 kilograms of gold out, Zhang Xiaowang originally wanted to tell them to be careful, be sure to separate a few gold stores, remember to avoid those cameras on the way, and don't leave any clues under the eyes of the sky all over the city.

But the old panda fritters, who have been mixed in human society for thousands of years, are obviously only more cunning than Zhang Xiaowang, and they slapped their chests and went out with Wu Luolan.

Look at the group of alchemy undead who are responsible for finding materials have completely occupied their computers, more than a dozen undead are squeezed into a big green ball of light, and within a radius of ten meters from the computer table, it is obvious that there are already living people who should not approach.

The secretary floated over: "Master, the house has been found, and you are absolutely satisfied with the location." The landlord happens to be free today, why don't you make an appointment to visit it now? ”

Even if these ghosts can make do with it in their own homes, the materials that these ghosts want to buy need a place to store them. Although they will eventually be crammed into the ghost dwelling space, it is better to find a hidden place to transit. So he didn't delay, and directly called the landlord to make an appointment to see the house in the afternoon.

After making the call, Zhang Xiaowang was still a little restless, I don't know why there is always something pressing in his heart, his chest has been heavy since he left from Time Condensation, and he always feels as if something big is going to happen. This inexplicable sense of oppression made him can't help but walk up to the group of alchemists again and pat one of the old ghosts on the shoulder.

The old ghost's name is Apaca, and he is the chief alchemist of the undead clan, and his obsession with alchemy is almost to the point of going mad. It is said that it is alchemy, but strictly speaking, it is not much different from human scientists, but they have not systematically studied those theoretical knowledge, and all their technologies come from practical experience. However, with the advent of the human information age, these undead have also been stained with a lot of light. The Internet is like an unguarded treasure trove, opening up the knowledge that humans have accumulated over thousands of years to all living beings – as long as they can access the Internet and understand human writing.

"Old card, you can actually find some military drawings on the Internet, you know?" Zhang Xiaowang was a little unsure of what to call this old-looking undead. Because in fact, these undead are all about the same age, and for the youngest and more than 4,000 years old, it seems that there is not much difference between 5,000 and 5,400 years old. But why is there such a big difference in appearance between Apaca and Uloran, who have also lived for more than 5,000 years? One was an eighteen-year-old girl who looked like a fairy, and the other was an old man with a greenbeard who was about to drag to the ground. Just because one is a warrior doesn't look young, and the other is an alchemist, does it?

He had already asked Uloran about this question, and the latter knew nothing about it. They are exactly the same as the consciousness awakening of the panda spirit, that is, they suddenly find themselves energy life, and their previous memories are blank. And their appearance is also innate, some undead are born old, and some are born young. Of course, there are also those undead who were born as beasts that are the most sorrowful.

Speaking of which, the ghost tiger with the most clues among the undead is the ghost tiger, which also has no memory of what happened before he became a ghost, and the only evidence that can be sure that it was also a tiger before his death is that the panda spirit insists that this is the tiger spirit that enslaved him back then.

Perhaps, these riddles can only be answered slowly by time.

Apaca smiled when he heard Zhang Xiaowang's question, it was not that it deliberately wanted to scare Zhang Xiaowang, but the ghost that emitted a faint green fluorescence really couldn't make any friendly smiles: "Of course, human weapons have always been one of the important topics of our research, and these Internet have helped us a lot recently, the Internet is like an inexhaustible ocean of knowledge. We can't make those missiles and satellites yet, but we have already had countless design drawings for guns and combat vehicles, but we have been stuck in the stage of talking on paper because the materials are not up to standard. Now, as long as we have these materials for humans, I believe that the day will soon come when the guns of the Undead Legion will be replaced. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaowang's heart relaxed slightly, after all, no matter how brave the 100,000 undead are, they will inevitably be greatly reduced in terms of combat effectiveness due to cold weapons and magic. And several of them have also launched a few large fireballs to Zhang Xiaowang to see, how can the power be said, if it is placed in the era of cold weapons, the lethality may be barely qualified, but in modern times, even ten big fireballs can't catch up with a heavy machine gun to sweep a shuttle.

Zhang Xiaowang thought for a moment, and quickly thought of potential safety hazards: "You need to pay attention to safety when manufacturing hot weapons, this is a closed space, and I don't know how much trouble it will be if it explodes." ”

Apaca smiled again, and stroked his green glittering beard: "How can we use gunpowder, you forgot, we are energy body lifeforms, just touching gunpowder will have the possibility of exploding." The weapons we make are built on spectral energy, a power that only we undead can wield, and you can rest assured that the weapons we make with spectral energy will definitely exceed your expectations. ”

It sounds like a high-end appearance, of course, maybe it's just because Zhang Xiaowang doesn't know what ghost energy is at all, but this is finally a matter of concern in his heart.

Seeing that everyone was busy, he suddenly became idle, and his stomach began to gurgle, and then it seemed that he needed to go downstairs to have some food - because the group of ghosts in this house was obviously not suitable for the takeaway boy to come to the door.

Alas, in fact, such a thing as gold should be done by yourself. After all, the protagonist's aura has been opened.,Don't pretend to be in front of people.,Fight wits and courage with the shopkeeper or something.,How embarrassed to call yourself the protagonist.。 But you can't have both pretending and efficiency, so I'd better go downstairs to eat honestly, and then look at the house.

There is a group of ghosts who are busy at home, and Zhang Xiaowang simply left the secretary machine at home to take care of it, so as not to cause moths. He went downstairs with his magic weapon and came to the haggis soup shop at the entrance of the community.

"Yo, Xiao Wang, come down to eat in person today?" The boss, who was used to delivering takeaways to Zhang Xiaowang, couldn't help but joke when he saw him.

Zhang Xiaowang smiled wryly, thinking to himself, why didn't his life seem to have changed much, he still lived an ordinary life and ate ordinary food.

No, we have to change it today, thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said: "Boss, drink mutton soup today, add five yuan of mutton to me!" Add another fire! ”

Damn, but that's it! Eat and drink well and have a good afternoon to see the house!