What could be more wonderful than returning to civilization, greeting the Marquis of Grande again, and having a sumptuous and delicious dinner by the way?

After eating the last piece of pork chop with satisfaction, Lin Taiping took a hot bath again, and when he climbed into the soft velvet bed, he suddenly had a feeling of tears in his eyes.

After sleeping until noon the next day, he sat lazily in the bed in a daze, and the industrious Christine got up much earlier, and while helping him bring a change of clothes, she hurried to report various matters-

"Boss, the magic props and magic scrolls we found in the real yàn room have been placed on consignment in the auction house, with a total value of more than 120,000, but it will take a while to sell them all. ”

"In addition, I counted the assets, we now have a total of 160,000 gold coins, which can buy a large warship, but it is not enough to form an armed fleet, and in terms of magic crystals, because you helped the pig Instein improve their wisdom last night, and used a lot of magic crystals, so now there are only more than 2,000 left. ”

"Also, the very bad news is that because we have been away for half a month, the evening newspaper and the men's clothing magazine have been suspended, and the evening newspaper can be delayed, but the magazine can not be delayed any longer, you must know that we have already sold the agency, and those merchants paid the deposit but did not get the magazine......"

Wait, wait, as soon as I woke up, I was dizzy and dizzy, Lin Taiping couldn't help but interrupt: "Christine, you mean that in the half month that we left, the evening newspaper did not print a new magazine?"

This is indeed the case, because of their sudden disappearance, the whole evening newspaper office is in chaos, and the original agreement to publish a magazine once a week has now been two full weeks later. The evening newspaper has already defaulted on two issues of the magazine.

The merchants who paid the deposit could not get the magazine, so naturally they were so angry that during this time, the evening newspaper was surrounded by angry businessmen every day, and many even said that if they could not get the magazine within three days, they would go to the House of Representatives to sue the evening newspaper for huge compensation.

"Within three days?" Lin Taiping patted his forehead in distress while drinking coffee, "Okay, who can sue me." How many magazines are we going to print in these three days?"

Good question, Christine looked at the register, and after a few seconds of silence, she stretched out a finger in shock: "Well, to be exact, it's 12,692 copies!"

Poof! Needless to say, Lin Taiping squirted the coffee directly.

More than 10,000 copies, more than 10,000 copies, in three days, in three days, in an instant. Everyone present collectively shuddered, and then turned their heads very tacitly and looked at Tulu who was gnawing on a roast leg of lamb in the corner.

Toolu immediately tied a knot in the beam with a rope. Then he put his head in it: "This can't be, this is absolutely impossible, I swear with my beloved four stomachs, if you are going to call me a print." I'd rather kill myself now!"

What can I say, looking at Tulu, who was about to commit suicide by hanging from the beam, Lin Taiping could only sigh helplessly: "Hello." Well, I knew there would be this kind of out-of-stock situation, so on the way back...... So, where is Instein?"

Speaking of Pig Instein, since this guy raised his intelligence again last night, he took the pig-headed monsters to occupy a warehouse, announcing that from now on, this is his evil real room, the dark base for the conquest of the world, and the origin point of the great plan to enslave all mankind.

In fact, Lin Taiping took Christine and them over, and before they could get close to the real room, they heard a deafening roar from a distance, and the noise was loud enough to wake up the sleeping beauty, and even the ground trembled slightly.

What did that pig do again? Unlike Lin Taiping's casual thing, Christine and Yege looked at each other, and Tulu couldn't help but twitch all over his face, you moo, why do I have a feeling of panic, it's like ...... It's like...... Belch?

The next moment, when the door of the real yàn room was pushed open, everyone except Lin Taiping was suddenly shocked to the point of dislocating their jaws.

In the middle of the chaotic room full of tools and materials, a giant metal puppet that was ten meters long and five meters tall trembled violently, and the appearance of this metal puppet was like a huge black box, on which were installed all kinds of clicking gears, and a large number of magic patterns that were so complex that they would make people dizzy.

Almost at the same time, Instein, who was standing in front of the black metal puppet, immediately rushed over triumphantly: "Oh roar, Lin, come and see my new alchemy invention, according to your request, I only used one night, on the basis of the automatic candle lighting machine, to make this ......"

Boom, boom, before Instein could finish speaking, the metal golem was smoking, and it looked like it was going to fall apart at any moment, but surprisingly, it persevered, and in the process of trembling wildly, there were white sheets of paper sprayed out of the exit through the guò conveyor belt, fluttering like a heavy snow.

In the blink of an eye, the entire hall was flooded with white paper, Tulu raised his head in amazement, raised his head speechlessly, grabbed a few pieces of white paper floating over, and then suddenly had a strange face.

What are the undead coming, on the top of each blank paper, there is actually a line of big characters with thick ink and color - "Oh roar roar, Pig Instein is a genius; Oh roar roar, Pig Instein is a genius; Oh roar roar, Pig Instein is ......"

Tulu was immediately furious, and grabbed Instein viciously: "Damn stupid pig, do you know that these blank papers are very expensive, each of which costs two copper coins, and all of them have to be deducted from your salary." ”

However, unlike Tulu's thunderous jump, Christine and Nightsong glanced at each other, but suddenly showed a thoughtful expression-

Although the metal golem looked strange, it did keep running, and every piece of white paper it spat out was freshly printed, and it smelled of ink.

"Got it?" "Got it?" Instein patted Tulu away with his hooves, raising his pig's head with a smug face, "According to Lin's request, I made some improvements to the candle-lighting machine, and finally developed this puppet of the printing machine, as long as you put in the pre-designed engraving, it will continue to print automatically, do you know what it means?"

"That means we can print all the magazines in three days. Lin Taiping leaned on the metal puppet with a smile, "Not only that, because of the efficiency of this puppet, we can also shorten the circulation interval between the evening newspaper and the magazine in the future, increase the circulation of the evening newspaper and the magazine, and Tulu and the Minotaur can finally free their hooves." ”

At this moment, Tulu burst into tears of happiness, woo woo, the god of darkness has appeared, we no longer have to print one by one, no longer have to print things every day until the hooves cramp, no longer have to be covered with ink all day long, no more ...... You moo, let all the prints see the undead go!

What can you say, Christine and Nightsong were dumbfounded, their faces strange but awe-inspiring: "So, Lin, the real purpose of you asking Pig Instein to make a new alchemy invention on the ship is for this?"

"It's only partial. Lin Taiping patted the metal puppet beside him, "This metal puppet, in addition to printing newspapers and magazines, can also help us do a lot of things, such as the new plan I said a few days ago to make money, as for what this plan is, I think you will know tomorrow." ”

Whatever it is! Tulu now only knew that he was very happy, very happy, for a few seconds, he suddenly felt very ashamed and guilty, maybe he really shouldn't discriminate against the pig-headed monster, maybe he really should really be kind to the pig Instein, at least this guy helped him a lot, so that the minotaurs no longer have to struggle in the ink.

"What is this?" Pig Instein snorted in a haughty cold snort in the face of Turu......'s grateful gaze, "Do you think the magic of this puppet is that it can print automatically?

What is it? Tulu was really in awe, looking at Instein with a happy face full of adoration.

Not to disappoint it, Pig Instein waved his hooves triumphantly, and a large group of pig-headed monsters immediately appeared, carrying a huge rock grinding disc, panting and throwing into the hall, thousands of pounds of weight smashed on the floor, directly smashing the floor out of the deep pit.

For some reason, looking at the huge and heavy rock grinding disc, Tulu suddenly had a very bad premonition.

Sure enough, Pig Instein triumphantly said, "Considering that magic crystals are very expensive, in order to save costs, I have adopted a purely human system - simply put, as long as the minotaurs continue to push the grinding disc, they can provide energy to the metal golems...... What? You ask how long it takes? Not much, twenty hours a day is enough. ”

A grinding disc weighing thousands of pounds? Twenty hours a day? Not much?

So, the audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone turned their heads neatly, looking at Tulu who was completely petrified with that sympathetic and silent gaze.

A few seconds later, Tulu, whose face was full of convulsions, suddenly roared angrily, and rushed forward with a thunderous roar, which echoed over the entire manor, shaking the walls violently.

"Stupid pig! you did it on purpose, Lao Tzu fought with you...... No one, don't stop me!" (To be continued......)