"Secondary metal smelting ritual? Secondary Energy Refining Ceremony? ”

Meng Xuan's eyes lit up, and after a closer look, he found that these two ceremonies were indeed very valuable.

The secondary metal refining ritual can use specific materials and patterns to carry out ritual refining, changing the material composition of the receiving item and transforming it into secondary metal.

Meng Xuan immediately searched for the "common sense" type of knowledge given by the Fourth Wisdom to the ritual, and found that in the Nelson civilization, all metals that could be included in the classification possessed great power.

Although the secondary is the lowest grade, its strength, sharpness, weight, toughness, etc. are at least three to four times that of ordinary refined steel, and most importantly, the secondary metal has a certain memory property, and weapons made of secondary metal are extremely difficult to damage.

"If you can transform the steel knife into a secondary metal ······ through a ritual"

Meng Xuan felt that if this ceremony was successful, his fighting ability would be greatly enhanced.

Now, almost all of his skills are in swordsmanship.

If you can have a good weapon, you will definitely be like a tiger.

A weapon made of refined steel was no longer enough to support his battle.

The last time I broke into the Angel Villa at night, I only cut down more than 20 people, and the standard steel knife after the war was almost scrapped.

With the speed and strength of his ability to turn on the blood source, an ordinary sword simply couldn't support it for long.

But if there is a secondary metal steel knife, it will be very different, the comprehensive quality of this metal is three to four times that of 100 refined steel, and it also has a certain memory function, as long as it is not directly destroyed at one time, it can completely withstand consumption.

And with the sturdiness and sharpness of secondary metal, it is difficult for ordinary weapons to collide with it head-on.

Meng Xuan looked at the ritual materials.

"3 taels of gold, 3 taels of silver, 3 catties of Keya ore, 3 taels of Carol amethyst, 3 taels of Sicilian sea red ore, 3 taels of mercury······"

There is a large list of ritual materials, almost all of them are relatively valuable metal ores, there are several materials that Meng Xuan still doesn't know, it should be that the ancient name is different from the current name, and you need to go to the library to find information to determine.

This can't be down at all without a hundred thousand······

Regarding the matter of money, Meng Xuan felt very headache, Xia Kerou's 200,000 yuan, after the heart-eye ceremony, he had actually spent almost it, and now there was at most one or two hundred thousand left, which was completely insufficient.

I thought that I wouldn't need the money in a short time, but now it seems that there is not enough money to spend······

Meng Xuan suddenly thought of the chaotic North District.

This is a good opportunity, in the event of a gang collision, the underground casinos and underground boxing stadiums in the North District are all bright little vaults.

Maybe it's time to go out more at night.

For black eating black, Meng Xuan didn't have any psychological pressure.

He then looked towards the other "Secondary Energy Refining Ceremony".

This ritual is actually a ritual to activate energy, and it can make props that seal spiritual power, making it the energy core of the ritual.

With this thing, as long as enough spiritual power is injected in advance, it can be used as a storage battery for the ritual, providing a steady stream of starting energy for the ritual.

Meng Xuan's eyes lit up, he felt that this thing was also very useful, and he might be able to use it to make things like magic scrolls and magic items in the future.

He glanced at the ritual materials of the "Secondary Energy Core Refining Ceremony", which were also some valuable items such as crystals and jade, which were very valuable.

Looks like we're going to have to get some money.

Meng Xuan pondered for a moment, he was going to keep a low profile recently, but it was a pity that this good opportunity for chaos in the Northern District was not needed.

But tonight has just experienced a big battle, and I am physically and mentally exhausted, even if I want to eat black and eat black, at least until tomorrow.

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Meng Xuan lay comfortably on the bed resting and studying, but the entire North District was already in chaos.

Two hours after Meng Xuan attacked the Angel Villa, news of Aisya's death quickly spread throughout the Northern District.

Led by the two old rivals of the Angel Gang, the Tricolor Society and the Devil Axe Alliance, the underground forces suppressed by the Angel Gang in the North District launched a fierce counterattack.

In just one night, the Angels attacked three casinos, six entertainment venues, two underground boxing rings, and a black market.

Because Aisya died too suddenly, the Angel Gang was in a mess for a while, and there was not much defense at all, and many important industries suffered heavy losses, losing a large amount of territory.

The next day was close to noon.

Angel Villa is one of the largest meeting rooms.

A group of people in different costumes gathered in the conference room, around the huge round table in the conference room, and the scene was very chaotic.

The first seat of the round table of the conference was vacant, which was originally the position of Aisya, and among the three secondary seats on the side of the first place, two secondary seats were also vacant, which originally belonged to Cheng Shan and Shi Yong, two powerful professional fighters.

In the other seat, there was an obese middle-aged man, who was born with a hideous face, a fat face, and a large bald head, and a hideous scar that spread from the top of his head to the back of his neck.

At this time, the middle-aged man clasped his hands and closed his eyes, quietly listening to the chaotic quarrel present.

Two strong men wearing sunglasses and suits, with a figure like an iron tower, put their hands behind their backs and stood quietly behind him.

Although not as many as Shi Yong and Cheng Shan, these two are top amateur masters, and fighting is not their strong point, but spearmanship is their specialty, and this kind of character may be more threatening than ordinary professional level when they are armed with firearms.

The quarrel continued, but the obese middle-aged man didn't say a word, as if waiting for something.

Toot toot!

Suddenly, there was a vibrating sound from the walkie-talkie in his hand.

He opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a terrifying light in his small eyes.

He turned on his phone, picked up the walkie-talkie, and put it to his ear.

"Boss, you're all set."

A deep young male voice came over the intercom.

The middle-aged man slowly put down the walkie-talkie and stood up.

Boom!!

The fat middle-aged man's hands slapped heavily on the round table of the conference.

The loud bang caught everyone's attention.

The conference room fell silent for a while, and everyone's eyes were on the fat middle-aged man.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Althea is dead! Last night, we lost three casinos, six entertainment venues, two underground boxing rings and a black market, almost a third of our territory! If this continues, the Angel Gang will have only one way to die! And the root of all this chaos is because we don't have a person who can take charge! ”

The fat man said lightly, slowly walked to the top of the round table of the conference, and sat down.

"I, Gao Zhilong, am willing to take over the position of Aisia and carry the banner of the Angel Gang, I wonder if you are willing to join me to revive the Angel Gang and return to the North District?"

Gao Zhilong, an obese man, sat at the head of the conference table and stared at everyone present and said.

"Fat-headed dragon! As soon as Althea dies, you want to be the leader? What qualifications do you have, even if it's Isis's turn, you won't be able to ······"

In the round table of the conference, a middle-aged man in a black suit, with a shiny big back, earrings, and a large tattoo on his body, sneered.

However, he was not finished.

Bang!!

A dull gunshot shook the entire conference room.

There was light smoke from the muzzle of the black hole hole in the pistol in Gao Zhilong's hand, and the middle-aged man who had just spoken had an extra blood hole on his forehead, and he fell on his stomach on the seat, and the red and white liquid sprayed all over the conference room and the ground.

"It's okay if you don't want to, I'll just change someone who is willing."

Gao Zhilong said calmly.