Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 276 – Flesh and Weakness

"Haha, the young master got up quite early." Lin Hai slowly stood up from the main seat wearing a gray robe, looked at Qian Lingjun and the third elder with a smile, and said: "It seems that you have already It’s been discussed, right?”

"En." The third elder glanced at Qian Lingjun from the corner of his eye, seeing that he didn't seem to want to speak, so he took the initiative to take the conversation:

"Based on the current production capacity of our Rheingold Ordnance Factory, without affecting the follow-up research and development, there are [-] tier-[-] Holy Spirit ballistas, [-] tier-[-] and [-] catapults each, and [-] Rhineland soul-guided machine guns. We need It will take about a year to produce, if Marshal Lin is in a hurry, we can increase the progress by two months."

"Correspondingly, the price of rush work will also be increased by [-]%."

"Does it actually take ten months?" Lin Hai frowned, as if he didn't expect that the harvest would take so long.

"Yes, our Rheingold Ordnance Factory pays attention to quality and quantity. For every ballista we manufacture, we must also manufacture a set of replacement facilities. If there is a problem with the quality of a case of artillery, we will send people to repair it.", Three The elder talked eloquently, almost writing the word "professional" on his face.

"But ten months is too long. If you give the order to Mingdetang, they can deliver it within six months." Lin Hai sighed leisurely, looked at Qian Lingjun and explained: "Little Lord Sir also knows that new equipment needs a running-in period and a training period, the sooner it is delivered, the sooner a powerful soul engineer army can be formed..."

"Mingdetang's order for soul guides was delivered quickly because their group of Frankensteins wasted their rest time on meaningless work. Although we can also work overtime, if this is the case, we will throw Under the happy entertainment and three meals a day, become their group of idiots who only know how to do research, as a moral nine-level soul engineer, I will not do this kind of thing."

The third elder hugged his chest arrogantly, looked up at the ceiling of the tent, with an arrogance that made it impossible for me to suffer.

Hearing this, the expression on Lin Hai's face suddenly became richer. He looked at Qian Lingjun as if asking for help, and there were big question marks in his small eyes. He seemed to say again: "You don't care?"

"I think he's right. You're not bad for these few months. What's the matter with the late delivery? Can you find something as useful as my Holy Spirit Ballista?" Qian Lingyun rolled his eyes and said flickeringly: "At worst, let's lower the price and give you a [-]% discount. How about it? This is our bottom line!"

Yes, you have a ninth-level soul master, so you guys are awesome!

Lin Hai twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at the third elder with tears in his eyes, and finally took out a contract and handed it to Qian Lingjun.

The contract states that a 50.00% deposit will be paid in advance to the military department, and the Rheingold Ordnance Factory will deliver the goods within one year. The goods will be inspected in Seven Star City and the balance will be paid.

With a swipe of his pen, Qian Lingjun carefully signed the names of the four priests behind the signature spot of the third elder.

After accepting the contract, Lin Hai checked it to make sure it was correct, then stretched out his right hand to the third elder, revealing a storage soul tool ring that holds the deposit, and said with a smile, "Okay, then I wish us a happy cooperation."

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." The third elder took the ring, checked the price, and said with a smile: "I hope you will come to us for cooperation next time. I believe that our new products in the future will satisfy you."

"Then I'll wait and see."

After finishing speaking, Lin Hai nodded and pointed to the documents beside him: "I still have official duties, so I won't send them away."

After leaving the handsome tent, the third elder didn't hesitate at all, and turned to find his own Bai Yueguang. If Qian Lingjun hadn't called out to the third elder to remind him that he didn't have the blueprint of the soul machine gun, it is estimated that when the delivery is next year, Lin Hai Those five hundred soul guide machine guns would definitely not be available for delivery.

After bidding farewell to the third elder, Qian Lingjun stretched and wandered back to Si Xunfeng's temporary residence in Qixing City.

As soon as I entered the door, a strong aroma of food came to my nostrils.

Looking up, she saw six kinds of delicacies with all colors, flavors and aromas, placed on the table in a dazzling array. The art-like dishes made Qian Lingjun couldn't help but twitch her index finger. She glanced sideways at the four priests who were cleaning the kitchen utensils next to the stove. .

Seeing that his back was turned to him, he tiptoed to the dining table, picked up a piece with his fingertips and stuffed it into his mouth.

Snapped!
"Ouch...it hurts!"

"Wash your hands." The fourth priest cut up the vegetables in his hands and put them on the plate, and at the same time ordered: "Go and call the twelve priests over!"

Qian Lingjun, who had just been hit by chopsticks on the back of her hand, let out a cry of pain, and hurriedly put down the piece of dish and rubbed it together. She looked aggrieved at the four priests who were still facing away from her, groaned a few times, and walked towards the next room go to...

On the way to call the lazy man to have breakfast, Qian Lingjun glanced down at the red mark on the back of his hand where he had picked it up with chopsticks, and an inexplicable thought came to his mind:
How weak the human body is, even if one's physical fitness is no less than that of an ordinary Titled Douluo, one will still be injured. No soul beast can compare to it.

If only I had a body made of steel and iron...

"En!", Qian Lingjun seemed to be taken aback by his own bold idea, and hurriedly shook his head, sweeping away those unrealistic thoughts from his head, and then rang the bells of the others. The door, urged softly: "Slacker, get up and eat!"

"Ah! Holy Maiden, so you don't sleep during the day?!", a messy 'chicken nest head' protruded from Wu Yun's room, and Qian Lingjun knew without guessing that Wu Yu hadn't run away.

Because Wu Yun would not...

"That's right! You're not sleeping in broad daylight? Are you awake?"

Another chicken coop poked out of the room, just fifteen centimeters directly below the first chicken coop.

From the identical look and tone of the two chicken nest heads, Qian Lingjun was silent for a while, and comforted: "You guys sleep well! I will help you accept your breakfast."

"Breakfast? What kind of breakfast?" Wu Yu swallowed and asked, "Is it the breakfast cooked by Si Gongfang herself?"

"No." Qian Lingjun shook his head seriously ().

Wu Yu: (￣～￣;), if I didn't see you being so serious, I would have believed it!

Wu Yun: ┐(д┐), won't your conscience hurt?
Qian Lingjun: (_), do we evil soul masters have any conscience?

creak!creak!
There were two more door openings, one after the other. Nana and Yueyue, who lived next door, stood there, looking at Qian Lingjun and the two chicken coop heads at a loss.

Only Bai Yuan walked around Qian Lingjun rubbing his sleepy eyes, accelerated around the corner, and rushed into the vitality kitchen of the four priests...

Nana and Yueyue: "!"

"Damn! The 70-year-old priest doesn't talk about martial arts, and bullies us young people who are under 30 years old!" Qian Lingjun yelled angrily, and stopped arguing with Wu Yu sisters, turned around and ran, the second Got into the kitchen.

"!"

Wu Yu reacted the third time, opened the door fiercely, leaped out from above his sister in the posture of an iron bridge, stepped on Wu Yun's head and rushed into the kitchen as the third one.

(End of this chapter)