Text Chapter 363: Qingyang Architectural Association
Following Mu Sen's fingers, Jin Qianzi fixed his eyes, and then shuddered, why are you teasing me again?
"Komori......," said Kotoko with some concern.
"What?" said Mu Sen, who was slightly interested.
"If you are sick, you have to take medicine. Jin Qianzi's expression was very serious, "Although I don't have a medicine for my head. But don't worry, I know a few pill masters, and they will definitely have a way. ”
Hearing Jin Qianzi's words, Mu Sen was stunned at first, and then became furious, "Your head is sick!"
Jin Qianzi pointed to the plaque with white letters on a black background, "You would come here if you weren't sick?"
"What's wrong with coming here?" Mu Sen was imposing, "Why can't I come here?!"
"This is the rescue you're going to move, a group of construction warriors!" Jin Qianzi's voice became louder, and he thought that Mu Sen was simply joking. Originally, although he was shocked by Mu Sen and asked to save a group of low-level martial artists, he silently comforted himself in his heart that these low-level martial artists might have something extraordinary. Right now......
Hehe, these warriors really have something extraordinary. But......
When the time comes, build a large number of delicate and elegant houses in the dormant volcanoes, and then when the hundred tribes arrive, Hulala rushes out a large number of maids, "Uncle, you are here." The banquet has been set, please take a seat!"
Jin Qianzi's gaze at Mu Sen became more and more worried, and he even had to consider whether to tie him back now, which was simply nonsense.
"You don't believe me?" Mu Sen said helplessly.
"How do you make me believe you?" said Jin Qianzi, who also looked helpless. Putting the facts to be reasonable, I have never seen you ask for help in this way.
Okay, whether you don't want to invite those Yuan Babies and Combinations, or you can't invite them, or they strictly abide by the rules set by this Terran War Alliance, and they must not interfere in the battles below Jindan. But with your identity and fame, it's no problem to grab a lot of gold pills, right? Okay, take another 10,000 steps back, you don't take the usual path, you want to be small and big, but this small one has to be the kind of useful small, right? Just like a copper pea, it can't be boiled, bitten, or smashed......
Boy, I say unceremoniously now, you are on a dead end.
"Well, I have to repeat the same old words. Mu Sen sighed.
"What?"
"Where is the trust between people?"
Jin Qianzi looked at Mu Sen fixedly, "Then I have to repeat the old words." ”
"What?"
"It's not about trust. ”
......
Mu Sen smiled bitterly, then said after a deep sigh, "Whether you believe it or not, we have all come here, and there is no turning back from the bow." We always have to try. ”
"If you can save the lives of many warriors, you can turn back with a bow. Jin Qianzi said. He felt that Mu Sen's head was rusty now. If you really act according to his method, it will be irresponsible for Long Xiang, Xiong Qu and other soldiers. This is not an ambush at all, but a death sentence.
Seeing that Jin Qianzi's face was firm, Mu Sen's stomach was full of helplessness. Although he knew that Jin Qianzi's intentions were good, he ......
I still can't accept it at all! Mu Sen complained in his heart. Relying on the construction warrior to build the battlefield is his idea for a long time, since the construction warrior can quickly and with quality and quantity to build all kinds of elaborate or atmospheric houses and bridges, then it is not easy to build some fortresses, trenches or something on the battlefield?
Mu Sen even thought of the number for them, so it was called the engineering battalion!
Moreover, in Mu Sen's vision, after the engineering battalion structure is erected, a part of the logistics work can also be assigned to them, and they will have long become the strongest shield to provide the best support work for the soldiers.
Isn't that a great idea?
I'm such a genius, Mu Sen thought.
But, you know, genius is always not tolerated by the world. Just like now, Mu Sen is like a long-tongued woman, babbling and explaining his thoughts to Jin Qianzi.
Hong Kong Zhen, if I had put aside my previous temper, I would have slapped the table and left. Kidding, am I such a low-voiced person?
Be!
Well, there is a way that people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and they have to use the teleportation array of Jin Qianzi on the way back, so now Mu Sen has no capital to get angry.
Nowadays, people are shouting to be casual, to be free, to laugh when they are happy, to cry when they are sad, and to get angry when they are angry. But how can the world be so kind? Remember, the weak are not qualified to be capricious. Only when you are strong enough can you talk about freedom, he is casual, he talks about everything you want.
When you don't have a sword in your hand and a calloon in your palm, ......
Modest.
is like Mu Sen now, "Brother, I have promised like this, what else do you want from me?"
Mu Sen's heart was desolate, thinking of that chilling question, what is the most humble thing you have ever said in your life?
Oh, what is it?
Let's go, don't drink any more?!
100,000 grass and mud horses in my heart, all of them will be given to you for free, and free shipping.
......
As if moved by Mu Sen's pitiful expression, Jin Qianzi pondered for a while and said, "Then try it." If I don't think I can do it then, you'll have to give up on it. ”
Mu Sen stretched out his fist and said, "The big husband has made a word, and the horse is difficult to chase!"
Jin Qianzi sighed, "I hope so." ”
Mu Sen's promise to him was simple, that is, if this group of construction warriors could not build a satisfactory trap array based on the dormant volcano group, then Mu Sen would stop the plan and find other ways to avenge his brothers.
......
Mu Mori and Jin Qianzi have been standing at the gate of the Qingyang Construction Association for so long, and they have long been noticed by the warriors who guard the gate. It's just that the two didn't show hostility, and they seemed to have their own prestige, so the warrior guarding the door held the idea that more things were better than less, and they didn't say anything.
It wasn't until Mu Sen and Jin Qianzi ended their quarrel and walked towards the gate that the gatekeeper hugged his fists and said, "I don't know what the two sons are doing when they come to our Qingyang Construction Association?"
The posture of the gatekeeper was very low, and his tone was full of respect. This is something that can't be helped, the martial artists of the Construction Association are all bitter, not only do they not have a strong background backer, but they are also ordinary and low-level, doing the most tiring work in Qingyang City, but they get the most meager salary.
Few people look up to them and give them recognition and respect. They seem to be inherently inferior, surviving low-key with their tails between their legs in the realm of giants.
"I'll give you a chance, I don't know if you can catch it?" Mu Sen's thoughts were surging in his heart, like a rushing river. Although the revolution only has a different division of labor, there is no high or low. But people in the world have always been blue-eyed and white-eyed, and they also have their own judgment benchmarks in their hearts, how can they firmly believe in a slogan?
Longing is longing, life is life.
It is often said that the life you want most is to live your life the way you like.
But ah, after all, you are fighting in the world, if what you like is abandoned by the world, how long can you continue to live like this?
"Alas......" Mu Sen exhaled lightly.
The warrior who guarded the door of the building association had some doubts in his eyes, what the hell are these two people here for? Could it be that they are employers, and their families want to build a house? But why is this young warrior like this? Is it because I am not satisfied with our building association?
Mu Sen didn't expect that his behavior would make the gatekeeper think so much. Mu Sen sorted out his thoughts, "Hello, we are here to visit President Yue. ”
"You're here to visit the president, please come with me. The gatekeeper didn't even ask Mu Sen's name, and led them directly into the association. It seems that in his opinion, the person who comes is a distinguished guest, and he cannot be easily offended.
The courtyard of the building association is cramped and full of building materials, making it difficult to get off your feet. The open-door martial artist who brought them in was a little embarrassed, "I'm really sorry for the two of you, it's a bit messy here." ”
Mu Sen smiled, "It's nothing. ”
After a few moments, they stopped in front of a spacious room. Of course, this spaciousness is also relative.
The janitor said, "Please wait a minute, you two, I'll knock on the door." ”
"Okay, trouble. Mu Sen said.
Seeing Mu Sen so polite, a bright smile appeared on the gatekeeper's face, "No trouble, no trouble." He walked to the door of the room, his steps brisk, and he seemed to be in a good mood. He tapped his finger on the door, and the sound of tuk tuk rang out.
"Who?"
"President, a distinguished guest has arrived. ”
After about three breaths, the door clicked open, "Which distinguished guest is it......" Speaking of this Yue Zheng's voice abruptly stopped, the enthusiasm on his face suddenly turned into surprise.
"Why are you here?"
"President Yue, long time no see. Mu Sen greeted Yue Zheng with a smile. "What, I'm not welcome?"
Yue Zheng hurriedly waved his hand, "How dare you, how dare you, the wooden sacrificial wine came to my construction association, it simply made our Peng Sheng shine!" After speaking, Yue Zheng said to the janitor warrior, "Pingshan, go and brew the jar of snowflake tea that I treasured." ”
But the gatekeeper didn't seem to hear it, and the whole person was like a sculpture, looking at the young warrior he had just brought in in surprise. Wood sacrifice wine, there is only one wood sacrifice wine in Qingyang City, and that is the person in charge of the martial arts department of Qingyang Academy, the master of the art of war with four unlimited enrollment.
Although he had never met Mu Sen, he was familiar with Mu Sen's deeds, and he always maintained a kind of respect for Mu Sen. In fact, the entire architectural association is the same, and most of the warriors have a lot of respect for Mu Sen. Because Mu Sen once treated them politely and intersected with each other as equals, the taste of that glass of ice green grass juice still makes everyone have endless memories.
Hirayama regretted that he was not among the group of construction warriors who built houses for the martial arts department at that time, and he had heard countless times that some construction warriors praised Mu Mori. Now, at last, I've met a real person, he thought.
"Pingshan, you stinky boy, why are you in a daze?!" Seeing that Pingshan was motionless there, Yue Zheng was so angry in his heart, and when the distinguished guest came to the door, you just dropped the chain for me like this?!
He couldn't bear it, so he slapped him hard.