In the face of Zhang's arrogance, Su Yinru was anxious and hurriedly urged to rush to work. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, those people from the bottom of the garbage dump in the early stage were enthusiastic, hardworking, and performing.

And Zhang's arrogance also helped them, because after the engineering mecha parts were worn, they could quickly change their outfits.

Well, the little girl also had to give Zhang's maintenance workshop and give Boss Zhang Jianren a big GOOD.

But, this does not affect Su Yinru's bad evaluation of them.

After all, they are pulling the flag of grabbing business and customers.

But all the people who rob money are all people who can't get along with her, Su Yinru said.

It took another two days for the metalworking plant to be completed.

Su Yinru immediately came to her senses, and immediately asked Yang Hong what machinery and equipment he wanted to buy.

But after this urging, she was completely dumbfounded.

Because Yang Hong doesn't know which equipment to buy!

The little girl cried, her hands turned into fists, one Jiuyin on the left and one Jiuyang on the right, almost tortured Yang Hong to the point of incompleteness, almost all of them were purple, black and purple small fist marks.

In desperation, she could only buy some major equipment through Zaba's recommendation.

Fortunately, these devices are also quite appetizing to Yang Hong, no, it should be the appetite of devouring insects.

At the critical moment, the devouring insect appeared every time, and through its clicks, Yang Hong commanded Zaba's subordinates, and finally built all the equipment perfectly.

At the same time, during this time, through acquisitions, a lot of discarded mecha metals have been piled up in the parts center, and these mecha metals have also been sorted into piles.

In fact, Yang Hong didn't have any way to deal with these discarded mecha metals.

Because these are all phagocytes asking for the acquisition of drops.

"Put the discarded mech metal in from here." Yang Hong pointed to a compressor and shouted at his junior brother.

The younger brother hurriedly operated the huge engineering mecha and piled up pieces of discarded mecha metal into it.

Compressed by a compressor, the discarded mecha metal was crushed into a boxy clump.

Then they followed the conveyor belt into a densely sealed thick iron workshop.

"What's next?" Su Yinru looked at Yang Hong.

Zaba, who rushed to get the news, had already seen through the autumn water with his eyes.

Fang Wen, the future optical brain designer, stretched out her finger to hold up the large circle of glasses, and also looked at Yang Hong.

Not to mention them, even the supervisor Lin Ming, the little boy Pang An and others are the same.

Nima, there was only one conveyor belt in that thick iron workshop, and all the compressed mecha metal had been piled up inside, and they were all curious, what would happen next?

"You, send a day's worth of food to that house." Yang Hong pointed at Su Yinru and shouted.

"What?" Su Yinru was dumbfounded.

The rest of the crowd dropped their jaws in surprise.

Do you want to bring food to that house for Mao?

Could it be that the next step requires food as an additive?

It doesn't make sense!

This is not scientific!

It's impossible!

Although she was confused, the little girl still sent a lot of food in, and it was more than a day's amount.

"Okay, you guys go back first, and I'll come out tomorrow." Yang Hong waved his hand and wanted to drive people away.

"You're going to stay inside?" Su Yinru felt that the discipline and logic had fallen to the ground, and rubbed her ears in disbelief.

"Boy, are you okay?" Zaba looked incredulous.

Fang Wen stretched out her fingers and kept holding the large glasses, and the movements were getting faster and faster, and she was about to poke the large glasses from the bridge of her nose to the ground.

"What are you going to do in there?" Zaba couldn't help it and asked.

"Business-business-secret-secret-"

Yang Hong raised his head and walked into the tin room with a hum.

As the gate closed, it completely cut off everyone's gaze.

Trade secret? I'm a small boss, and I own 40% of the shares! Su Yinru completely collapsed, almost catching up, and then giving a small fist machine gun.

The corners of Zaba's eyes twitched, he regretted that Mao hadn't paid attention to this little black room before, otherwise he would have installed a monitoring head to see what secrets were inside.

Disposing of discarded mecha metal is a job that benefits the country and the people, and it seems to be very profitable.

But now, they have no choice but to wait outside.

Get back?

Is this possible?

They are here to wait for the emergence of new alloys, and what could be more urgent at the moment?

Even if you rush, you can't drive them away.

The door is closed, and the iron workshop is dark, but is this about Yang Hongmao?

He just needs a little light, and that's enough.

"Let there be light, says God." Yang Hong snapped on the light switch.

Immediately, the workshop was bright.

Eat, you can't see it!

"Dead bugs, it's your turn." Walking to the dining table and sitting down, Yang Hong feasted on it while also summoning the devouring insects in his body.

The devouring insect slowly emerged from Yang Hong's palm, but because Yang Hong was eating a lot of oil, the devouring insect immediately disappeared from his palm and emerged directly from his arm.

The compressed discarded mecha metal, as soon as it entered the iron workshop, was immediately stacked neatly by the mechanical arm.

"This amount doesn't seem to be much." The devourer glanced at it.

It turned out that after many appearances, the devouring insect felt that it was getting weaker and weaker, and it was difficult to recover it with a little food, so I had to come up with this method of recovering by devouring metal.

Devouring, transforming, this is the innate ability of devouring insects.

In fact, they don't need this method, but since Yang Hong showed his skills in drawing design and formula research and development, he has been entangled by the little girl almost every day, and he can't sneak into the garbage dump alone to devour the discarded mecha metal.

So, the devouring worm came up with this very expensive solution.

Fortunately, Yang Hong doesn't have a big concept of money, so the two hit it off.

Nima, the dead bug is the key to whether Yang Hong can ride the Hexin Water Mecha, how can he watch the dead bug disappear?

So, Yang Hong ate by himself, and the devouring insects also separated into a small group, threw themselves into the metal pile, and devoured them with a gurgling mouth.

"Dead worm, don't forget what you promised." Seeing that those discarded mecha metals were becoming less and less, Yang Hong couldn't help but remind.

"There are so many metal impurities that I can't even vomit." Devouring insects already dislike the small amount of metal, and they are even more dissatisfied at this time.

In the blink of an eye, the small mass that had separated from the devouring insect also became larger and larger, and it seemed that it was about to be unable to hold on.

That's when the devouring worm absorbed the small clump back.

Seeing that there seemed to be a huge tumor sore on his arm, the corners of Yang Hong's eyes kept twitching.

"Dead bug, if you absorb these metals, will it affect my body?" Suddenly, Yang Hong broke out in a cold sweat behind his back.

"Uh~" At this time, the devouring worm's body began to shrink, and then it burped a lot.

After burping, it opened its mouth wide, spat out the useless metal that had turned into waste slag, and only after it had completely spit out did it speak: "There will be a little." ”

Yang Hong was sweating profusely, his little heart was pounding, and he was about to jump out of his chest: "Then won't I become a metal man?" ”

"Stop daydreaming." The devouring insect was not angry: "The metal has been absorbed by me, and the effect on you is to enhance your physique." ”

"Speaking of which, you have taken advantage of this worm master."

"Really?" Yang Hong wiped a handful of sweat.

"Uh-huh!" The Devourer snorted, and once again split into another small clump and pounced on the rest of the discarded mech metal.