Fan Sheng touched the citrus orange box, it is still a familiar touch, the citrus wood is warm wood, the palm can feel the slightest warmth from the citrus wood board, this gift nature of the citrus wood box is not locked, remove the lid on the top, a white paper placed on it. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

This should be the note left by Zhang Fang mentioned by Bu Yike, picked up the paper, and looked at the contents of it.

"Yo, my dear guardian, haven't you missed me for a long time!

My nephew should explain the situation to you, diligent senior mechanic, during the time you entered the Guigul Canyon, based on the data you checked last time, analyzed the information of famous and powerful people in the past dynasties, and thought about the internal nuclear weapons of your minor, of course, my cheap teacher also made a small contribution in it. ”

Seeing this, Fan Sheng smiled heartily, he had been with Zhang Fang for a long time, and he also knew a little about a woman's temperament, but he was very curious about what kind of person the cheap teacher that the other party had been talking about?

"In the past three days, I have looked through a total of almost 57 kernel people with detailed records, among which the kernel levels vary from the middle grade of the [阑] level to the rank [king] level.

In these fifty-seven lists, there are thirty people who major and minor in the internal nuclear weapons are long swords and colonization armor, these are all upright guys, although the core level can make Qi leave the body when it reaches the [Diaphragm] level or above, but there is still no firearm attack distance, so these guys are just hand-to-hand combat kitchen knife teams in the usual sense, and only five of these thirty people can reach the [Yue] level and above; among the fifty-seven people, one of the remaining twenty-seven majors and minors has chosen firearms, and one of them can reach [Yue] There are fourteen people in the middle grade and above, and these twenty-seven people are obviously wiser, and the number of people who have gone farther is obviously much more.

You have already majored in swords, then the next minor must choose firearms, if you choose firearms, you also have a huge advantage, that is, your Qi is far more than the core of the same level, the only regret is that your Qi has no special attributes. ”

Fan Sheng grinned, Zhang Fang, this guy really has no reverence for his ancestors, the worst of those hand-to-hand combat kitchen knife teams in her mouth is also the [Hunting] level of the middle grade, Fan Sheng himself is just the [Hunting] level of the middle grade, there are two big grades between them, if he is unlucky, he may not be able to reach the [Hunger] level in his life.

As for Zhang Fang's regret that the mortal Qi has no special attributes, the young man sneered even more, his Qi can be more than the same level of core, and it also relies on the white carapace and the addition of the food he used to eat, which is already considered good luck, after all, the proportion of the Qi of the core has special attributes is too low, about a thousand cores will have three or four.

However, Fan Sheng thought so, but his heart was also moved by Zhang Fang's efforts, these fifty-seven lists are estimated to take a lot of time and energy to collect, and they have to be analyzed, he recalled that when Zhang Fang was in the bathroom, there were two obvious dark circles hanging under the corners of his eyes, and his heart was warm, as the mechanic he guarded, she was qualified.

Fan Sheng once wondered why Zhang Fang was so active in helping him, whether there was an ulterior motive in it, but after thinking about it, he couldn't think of anything that he coveted from the other party, in terms of background and identity, Zhang Fang's senior brother and nephew are the heirs to the throne of the [Steel Alliance], although he doesn't know who the cheap teacher in her mouth is, but he should also be a great character.

With this in mind, the boy agreed with the reason given by Zhang Fang when he first met him, valuing his potential.

"So in the design of your inner nuclear weapon, I deliberately increased the output of the nuclear gun, so that your ordinary shot will consume more energy, which may not be able to withstand the consumption of ordinary nuclear weapons, but you will have no problem.

Each shot increases the output of Qi, and the power of each gun is correspondingly higher, and the requirements for the quality of the barrel will also be increased accordingly.

As for the rest of the details, I won't go into more details here, and we will discuss them in detail after the third session of the mechanic assessment conference.

You love the beautiful mechanic Zhang Fang."

Fan Sheng put down the paper in his hand with a smile, and turned his eyes to the orange box, where there was a stick about fifty centimeters long, and he couldn't tell what it was for a while, he stroked the stick, according to what the letter paper said, this should be the object made into the core barrel.

He picked up the stick, and the touch in his hand was a little wet, and there were many raised particles on the surface, so mortal beings judged that it should be the body tissue part of a desolate beast, but even if he knew that it was the tissue of a living being, he still couldn't recognize the original owner of the stick with his experience.

But that didn't stop him from understanding that the stick was worth a lot.

There are thousands of species of beasts in the wasteland, and there are countless unknown species, but the number of beasts that can be used to make internal nuclear weapons is not very large, and the common denominator of these beasts is that they are not only powerful and dangerous, but their main habitats are also in areas that are difficult for ordinary people to reach.

I don't know the source, and mortal sheng is not going to spend too much time on this, this kind of thing can just ask Zhang Fang when the time comes to make the core firearm, he put the stick back in the citrus wood box and put it away.

After sending off three waves of visitors in a row, the time also came to the evening, and Fan Sheng took advantage of the remnant sun to go out to buy some ingredients, and when he returned to the shantytown where he lived again, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

Seeing that it was getting late, Fan Sheng drank a glass of ale beer and immediately started to start dinner, he hadn't eaten peacefully for a long time.

The main meal is baked purple cassava stems, served with maple syrup, and then poured with radish oil, which is soft and tender, melts in the mouth, fresh and sweet.

The meat is red leaf hoof mutton, these hooves grow like mangrove leaves, after the fire, the skin sticks to the teeth, and the meat is tendony, because the red leaf hoof lives in the mountainous area where the mangrove grows, and feeds on the mangrove leaves, so the taste has the light sweetness of the mangrove leaves, and the price is high but it is also a rare delicacy.

Fan Sheng skillfully cooked all the ingredients, sat down at the table, and was about to start eating, when there was a knock on the door.

Isn't there a lot of visitors today, the interrupted young man looked a little helpless, and after taking a loud breath, Fan Sheng still chose to get up and open the door.

Seeing the door open, the untimely visitor with a cone-cap raised his head and looked at the young man in four eyes, and at the same time the mortal face of the night visitor was surprised.