Chapter 283: Where the Body Wants
Since he was involved with Jinyiwei, Li Jun has not done anything that can be reported to the imperial court for meritorious service, so he doesn't know what merit points are, and it is still reasonable.
"This merit point is actually very simple to say, it is used by the imperial court to count our merits."
Fan Wuyi explained: "For those of us who are soldiers, there is a bounty for how many rebels we have killed and how many prisoners we have captured. However, the premise is to report to the Ministry of War's Huangliang Dream Realm 'White Tiger Hall' for verification.
He raised his right hand at Li Jun, "I heard that in the pre-Ming Dynasty, the enemy's ears were used to count, so we don't need to be so troublesome now, just use the impermanence book ring." β
"I know that."
Li Jun nodded, that is also my mastery point.
"Usually we call the meritorious points of the military department as 'martial arts points', and the ones on the side of the official department are called 'Wenzhi points'. And this thing is not only related to our bonuses and promotions, but also involves the ranking and funding of the household!"
"Last year, because there were not many points last year, we ranked last among the ten cities in the Japanese people's district, so this year's funding will be cut by a lot. This can make the old ghost miserable, Xiaobai's young man Bai obviously has a few black hairs, and he is all white directly. β
Ma Wangye asked: "So your kid was collected by the girl in the mixed hall at the beginning of the year, is it because of this reason?" β
The Inuyama Castle Household Office where he and Li Jun arrived together was also a newcomer, but he already looked like an old man, and he was clear about all kinds of gossip in the household.
Inuyama Castle didn't treat this ink armor as an outsider, and directly regarded him as a supernumerary.
If it weren't for the ghost Wang Da to stop him, Fan Wuyi would have to apply to the Beizhen Fusi Yamen for a small flag identity for Ma Wangye.
"Master Ma, where did you hear these rumors? It must have been said by Xie Bi'an's grandson! Where did he get his face to say me? It's obviously his poor money! β
An indignant look suddenly appeared on Fan Wuyi's face, "But I've heard that the bureaucracy's points are much easier to get than ours, as long as you can get money, the points will be in an uproar." β
"How can you be like us, desperately seizing so many smuggled firearms, the entire household can get a maximum of thousands of points, and it will be a million in exchange for treasure money."
"In addition to being promoted and making a fortune, can this point also be exchanged for materials from the imperial court?"
Li Jun remembered what Zhai Mancang said, and the six-grade martial arts on his body was what he exchanged for his martial arts points.
"Yes, our court is now like a merchant who carries a flat shoulder to the village and enters the household, on the left is to pick up us little people who have no father and mother, and on the right is to pick up the sequence of heavy enterprises to produce all kinds of high-end creations.
Fan Wuyi scolded and scolded: "If you cry on the left, bring something from the right side and coax it." If someone on the left is going to die, he will spend a small amount of money, give you a false name, and persuade you to sell it to him again. In these years, buried in the soil, there are people who are concerned, and only burning to ashes is the most reliable! β
Li Jun heard a strong resentment from the other party's words.
It seems that in addition to the liberalization of the scale when dealing with the Japanese people, the New Donglin Party still has a lot of restraints on the Jinyi Guards in the criminal areas.
He pressed down on the complicated thoughts in his heart and continued to ask, "What can I change?" β
"That's a lot."
Fan Wuyi counted them one by one with his fingers: "Like the guns and weapons of the Shenji Military Industry directly under the Ministry of Industry, the genetic medicine of the Nongxu Qimin Group, the mechanical prosthetics of the Moxu Tiangong Group, and the basic mechanical heart of the Bingxu Liutao Group."
At the mention of the mechanical heart, Fan Wuyi became interested, raised his hand and patted his chest, making a crisp sonorous sound.
"My human soldier's heart is 'evil', which I exchanged for the martial arts points I had saved for three years!" Fan Wuyi looked proud.
"Evil? Dian Wei? β
Ma Wangye asked in a curious tone: "I said that there are many kinds of weapons in your military order?" It's more mysterious than our ink armor, and it confuses Ma Ye and me. β
Fan Wuyi looked naΓ―ve: "It's not much, just three basic style categories, people, gods, and ghosts." β
When Li Jun heard this, he suddenly recalled the mechanical heart he had come into contact with, and interjected and asked, "Which kind of Liwu and Ju Father belong to?" β
"This kind of ghost belongs to the genre."
"What about the Thunder Heavenly Soldiers and Feng Bo?"
"This kind of listening is the basic model of the gods."
"How did you come up with so many bells and whistles? What's the difference? β
Fan Wuyi's face suddenly turned straight, and his tone was solemn: "The body is like a mustard seed, and the heart hides Sumeru." Where the body goes, the heart goes. β
"Ouch, I didn't see that your kid can still chew words!" Ma Wang Ye was happy.
"Hehe, I bought the advertising words of Liutao Group printed on the box, and I was showing off."
The two were gagging, but Li Jun looked pensive.
"Xiao Hei, do you mean that what do you want to become, and the machine heart will evolve in that direction from the basic model?"
"No, Brother Jun, what you want with your body, where you want your heart, what determines your genes!"
Fan Wuyi said in a deep voice: "The heart of the machine, the heart of the machine, the machine is the shell, and the heart is the core." It's not all iron in the heart of the machine, and it's the only meat that can't be removed from the soldier's body, and the meat contains all the genes of the soldier. β
"After being colonized into the body of the military order, the machine heart will change according to the different genes. Humans, gods and ghosts are just three general categories, people develop machinery, gods simulate nature, and ghosts and spirits are mixed. If you want to subdivide it further, you can't do it, because people's genes are immeasurable! β
"Therefore, the name of the machine heart comes from the owner or previous owner of the machine heart. It is the desire of the master's heart. β
Damn, isn't this a proper biological weapon?! is even more unreasonable than the Mojia ghost of Ma Wangye.
"Then how are you promoted?"
Fan Wuyi grinned, "Simple and rude, just two words, swallow your heart." Use other people's genes as an external force to wake up the sleeping part of yourself, or use it to make up for the missing. β
Hearing this, Li Jun turned his head and glanced at Lord Ma meaningfully.
It's no wonder that these two goods can be mixed together, and the co-authorship turns out to be the same number!
"What do you see, we are different from their military order, Master Ma, I am a pure machine, and I don't eat that bullshit thing!"
Ma Wangye turned his head to look at Fan Wuyi, and said with disgust: "In the future, our brothers will enter the mixed hall to share the pool." β
The latter glanced at him, and said with a flattering smile: "So Brother Jun and I are destined to be good brothers, it is rumored that the birth of the military order is to imitate the military order, and the replacement of the original limb with a mechanical prosthetic limb is also to quickly pass through the fragile stage of the body." β
"I also heard a saying in the Huangliang dream of the military order, when the military order reaches a high level, the heart and flesh nurtured in the machine heart will feed back to the body and re-form the flesh and blood physique."
Speaking of this, he glared at Lord Ma angrily, "So I have a real bird in the future, do you have it?" β
Ma Wang Ye snorted disdainfully, "I've heard about it, can the rumors be taken seriously?" β
"Bad my Dao heart, I'm not done with you!"
"You two don't make trouble," Dong Laxi talked for a long time, and Li Jun only then remembered the matter, "Can the empire let us exchange more martial arts injectors?" β
Fan Wuyi picked at the one-eyed eye of the prince of Ma, and said without replying: "I really haven't paid attention to this, wait until I turn around and help you take a look." β
Li Jun's face was full of black lines, and he no longer paid attention to these two living treasures, and walked towards his room on the third floor.
"Brother Jun, why did you leave, how to divide the martial arts points this time."
Li Jun's footsteps did not stop, "You are the general banner of one place, give full play to your subjective initiative!"
Fan Wuyi hurriedly let go of the prince of Ma and chased after him and shouted, "I can't read." β
At the same time, on the basement floor of the house.
A brocade guard from the second place stopped what he was doing.
On the operating table in front of him, there was a box brought back by Fan Wuyi, and a bloodstained human head was lying in it.
"Boss, the brains brought back have been processed, and the list of buyers of that batch of firearms has been extracted."
"Are there any suspicious persons?"
Xie Bi'an's figure appeared in front of him, and at the feet of the projection lay a round-faced fat man who was sleeping with a wine bottle.
Jin Yiwei hurriedly raised his eyes: "There is one, this person once appeared in Chongqing Mansion, and it was related to the tragedy of Qixia Group." β
"Who?"
"Gong Qinghong."
(End of chapter)