Chapter Forty-Nine: Parts?

Du Qian picked up the pen and quickly listed one formula after another on the paper, fortunately, it was not long after graduation, these basic formulas were still in my mind, a few minutes later, Du Qian got the calculation results, looking at this result, he breathed a sigh of relief, and felt extremely painful.

Between one hour and forty minutes and two hours, the low combat power is really unaffordable, and the speed of recovery is so slow that people want to commit suicide. It's no wonder that no matter what kind of work you do, people like martial monks, and this gap is not ordinarily big.

As long as you cross the threshold of 10,000 combat power and become a real martial artist, the time to return to the soul can be shortened to fifty minutes, which is twice as fast as your current self.

With a combat power of more than 150,000, he has become a war king, and his return speed is forty seconds, what kind of gap is this, turtles and low-altitude flying machines?

Two hours, just enough to be placed in the window period, does not affect the absorption of the spirit horn by yourself. But in this way, my previous fantasy can really only be a fantasy.

Ten yuan for a piece, naturally Du Qian can't be satisfied, the price is not high, and it can only be made up for by quantity. Now is the process of improving his proficiency, and he believes that one day, he will be able to quickly separate energy filaments, quickly weave loops, and quickly make them, one after another......

It doesn't matter what it is, anyway, someone spends ten yuan to collect it, as long as you make more and make dozens of pieces a day, Lingjiao doesn't have to worry.

Du Qian's calculation method is backward thrust, and he needs four spiritual horns every day, that is, four hundred yuan, piece-counting things, ten yuan each, that is to say, his goal is forty pieces per day.

Now it's over, two hours to return to the soul, even if you make it yourself, it doesn't take time at all, and at the end of the day, you can only make twelve at most. In fact, it is simply impossible to reach such a speed, and according to his calculations, reaching the limit, it is already remarkable to be able to make ten pieces a day.

Du Qian's mind was full of the idea of buying Lingjiao, and he didn't use normal thinking to think about the problem at all. Even if it's ten pieces a day, that's 100 yuan, and in a month, it's 3,000 yuan.

A monthly salary of three thousand? What are you kidding, in a country where the average salary of the Zhoushan Empire is only thirty yuan, you can earn a hundred times as much money? Unless you run a trading house, or you are a warrior monk at the level of a war master.

Not to mention Du Qian's demand, which is four times higher than this, with an income of 12,000 yuan a month? In Pingchuan City, it is impossible for the vast majority of small commercial banks to make so much money.

"Increase your proficiency, increase your speed, and quickly become a warrior. "Du Qian will not complain about the heavens and others, which war orphan is not fateful, it is better to rely on heaven and earth than on yourself, this kind of thing, no one needs to teach, I understood it early.

In some ways, war orphans are far more mature and grow up faster than those children who live in happy families and grow up in ****.

Of course, the shortcomings of war orphans are also extremely obvious, so obvious that it is far more difficult than ordinary people to get ahead in this society.

There is no support from relatives and friends, there is no high enough academic knowledge, perverse temperament, unapproachable, and extremely low emotional intelligence. These shortcomings have caused war orphans to endure hardships and stand hard work, and can endure hardships and even dangers that ordinary people cannot bear, and when they grow up quickly in the early stage and can reach a certain height, they lose their stamina, and it is very difficult to improve again.

Increasing proficiency is by far the easiest thing to do. Whether it is separating energy filaments or weaving knots, these days, Du Qian is groping a little bit, and sometimes clouds will appear in front of him, and light will fly out of the clouds to guide him how to do it.

As early as a few days ago, Du Qian was already a fan of the Talisman Master, the spirit rune made by the Talisman Master is too powerful, even if you are a fool, he has a way to teach you, there is a teacher anytime and anywhere, not annoying, he can continue to teach you forever, what else can't be learned?

As for becoming a great talisman gatherer, this ideal is too far away, so far away that a narcissistic guy like Du Qian doesn't dare to think about it.

The basic threshold of the Talisman Gatherer is actually not very high, and a martial artist with a combat power of 10,000 is the lowest threshold, which may not have worked before, but now it is absolutely fine.

There is another extremely perverted threshold for the Gatherer, analyzing, calculating, arranging, and solving problems, which is demanding enough to make any mathematician collapse.

That's right, you can understand it this way, any Talisman Gatherer is the best mathematician, and compared to those mathematicians who can only hold a pen and paper and fiddle with a difference machine, it is not a little bit stronger, but a ton and a ton of difference.

Du Qian felt that in the orphanage school, the IQ of himself and Lei Ming was quite good, but compared with the requirements of the talisman gatherer, it was no longer a problem of gap. Not to mention them, even the math teachers in the orphanage school are so bad, let alone the students.

Talisman gatherer, it is indeed a magical profession, it is said that in the entire Pingchuan City, there are not a few talisman gatherers, and these talisman gatherers must have a limited level. A little bit of ability, who will be resident in the second-level city, not to mention the first-level city and the four accompanying capitals, even the capital Shangjing, there will be countless forces rushing to ask for it.

Increasing proficiency is the best way to shorten the time, as for how far it can be shortened, Du Qian doesn't know, so he can only try his best. I don't know better, at least dare to work hard.

Needless to say, the speed will follow, and the proficiency will go up.

Becoming a martial artist has always been Du Qian's life goal, originally thought that this goal may be after the age of thirty, or before retirement, who would have thought that after graduation, this IQ and talent, like a blowout, can't be stopped.

This goal has become Du Qian's most calm, as long as there is still a spirit horn in his hand and money in his identity card, what is there to worry about?

Walking out of the school gate, it has been less than half a month since he joined the work, and his combat power has been increased to eight thousand eight hundred and eight, and the combat power of the junior three thousand has been improved, and the remaining combat power of more than one thousand is also a thing?

"Hurry, hurry, and speed up. Du Qian waved his fist and shouted, the target seemed to be far away, at least it could make him see the direction clearly.

When the excitement was over, he put on his coat and walked out of the office, locking the door with his hands. Originally, there was nothing to steal in this office, not to mention that it was still in the headquarters of the Flying Tigers, but now it is not possible, and it is inconvenient to carry this thing with you, so you can only put it in the office.

Maybe in the eyes of the Flying Tiger members, a few spirit horns are nothing, how much can they be worth, it's not worth it, but Du Qian is careful, in his opinion, the spirit horns are valuables, if it is not really inconvenient, he is reluctant to put it here, and he feels unsafe at home, only the bank safe can make him feel at ease.

This is also something that can't be helped, the mentality of the little **** can't be eliminated in a short period of time, and he needs to go to a high position step by step, until he can't look down on these spirit horns, and then he can put it down.

You don't need to ask for leave, you can leave at any time, you have a car when you go out, and you have a happy life.

What is Du Qian doing here? Naturally, he is going to the association, and when something is made, it must be sold. It's not that he lacks the ten yuan now, in fact, these days, he hasn't spent a penny, and even eats in the restaurant.

He is tempting, this work has been received, and the work has been done, but there must be no accidents. Did he really wait for himself to make a bunch and send it to the association, and people told him that it was just a joke, this thing was worthless, and when it really came, who would he cry to?

His identity as a Flying Tiger is too empty, and he doesn't have the guts to collide with the huge Wild Survivors Association.

The association is still so lively, I haven't been here for more than ten days, and I can't see any changes, in fact, the Association of Wild Survivors has always been like this, and for hundreds of thousands of years, the changes have been very small.

This time I didn't go to the exchange area, I went directly to the service area and waited in line. There are quite a lot of people in the service area, but fortunately, there are also many windows opened, and Du Qian lined up for ten minutes, and it was his turn.

"What kind of service do you need?"

This is really sweet, can you provide any service? Du Qian was obscene in his heart, and naturally he would not say such a thing on his lips.

"Piecework tasks in the redemption area, I don't know the number. Du Qian asked cautiously, he suspected that the guy was a liar, and it was also because of this, so he set up a table and a signboard, whether such a task was effective or not made people feel uncertain.

"Ah, I know, are you handing in the task?" The waitress in the window was a little surprised, this task didn't need to be handed over to her, let alone queue, and after a month, there were few people who handed in the task.

Of course, in her place, you can also pay it, and the performance points are quite good, which is a good thing to come to.

"yes, you see......"

"No problem, please leave the task to me by piece. The waitress was excited, and pressed the pager casually, she had the right to receive the task, but it had to be confirmed by the supervisor.

Du Qian handed a war spirit storage box into the window, after this thing was made, it also needed to be stored in the storage box, although no one reminded him, but it was not difficult to think. After the spiritual energy is separated from the body, it will escape, this thing is completely transformed into a spiritual body by Du Qian's combat power, how can it be done if it is not kept, ten yuan.

As soon as the box was handed in, a fat aunt came behind the waitress, asked a few words, opened the box and looked at it, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

"Okay?" asked Du Qian.

"Please wait a minute, your spiritual piece needs to be identified, the director has gone to find someone. Sir, if you hand in the spiritual pieces in the future, you can go to the special one to the third window, where there is a special person in charge, and on our side, we usually only accept ordinary tasks. The waitress is a little reluctant, this is a performance point, but unfortunately the rules are like this, she must explain it.

"That's right. "It's okay, it's not a problem, the storage box should be returned to me, that thing is comparable to the spirit of the ...... Spiritual parts are much more expensive.

Parts?

Du Qian blinked a few times, and finally understood that there were some problems he had thought about before, and he thought it was parts.