The strongest talent tree

Chapter 162

Walking into the drugstore, Yu Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of memories. She looked at the familiar scenes around her with a moving smile on her face.

Feng Hao raised his eyes suspiciously and asked, "Tell me, why do you come all the way here?"

"Can't you come if you have nothing to do?" Yu Xiaoxiao smiled, sat elegantly on the sofa, and said with emotion: "Actually, your place is not bad, it's quiet and relaxing."

Feng Hao was speechless for a while and said angrily: "You are relaxed, but I am very nervous."

"Giggle." Yu Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and chuckled, "Am I that scary?"

"It's not just scary, it's downright terrifying." Feng Hao said seriously: "I still remember the terror of that sword energy fresh in my mind."

"Look, I scared you." Yu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him, as if remembering her embarrassment at that time, a blush appeared on her cheeks, "I came here mainly for Xueshuang Cream."

Feng Hao was stunned and said in disbelief: "Is this why you came all the way?"

"Yes." Yu Xiaoxiao nodded and said with a smile: "Your snow cream is very effective. The sisters in the sect like it very much. I am going to bring more this time. You shouldn't refuse."

Feng Hao curled his lips in silence. To be honest, he didn't quite understand women's enthusiasm for skin care products. "No problem, how much do you need?"

"Let's get ten thousand bottles first." Yu Xiaoxiao said with a calm smile.

"..." Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, and asked with wide eyes: "Ten thousand bottles? You're going to eat it!"

Yu Xiaoxiao's eyes flickered and she said, "Actually, I'm going to make a little money, and I won't let you suffer in terms of price."

"My dear, how can you be a purchasing agent? You just want to open a store and do business!" Feng Hao said angrily.

"What? You're not interested in such a big business opportunity?" Yu Xiaoxiao asked with a smile.

"Speaking of which, as a powerful magician like you and a disciple of Qianfeng Valley, do you need to make money through business?" Feng Hao said he didn't understand.

"People are forced to come out. When they are short of money, they don't care so much. Besides, I like Xueshuang Cream myself, so it's more fun to make it." Yu Xiaoxiao said secretly melancholy.

Feng Hao curled his lips dumbly, nodded and said: "Okay, ten thousand bottles, just ten thousand bottles, at most it will cost you a few extra days of work. But you have to solve the material problem, I will only refining it, and I will charge you a processing fee of [-] for each bottle."

"So expensive?" Yu Xiaoxiao asked in surprise.

"I can't help it. I'm a little short of money recently. If it had been someone else, it would have cost at least a hundred thousand." Feng Hao said with a bad smile.

Yu Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, it's settled. Give me the material list tomorrow and I'll collect the materials."

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Feng Hao nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, it's a pleasure to cooperate." Yu Xiaoxiao smiled brightly, stood up and walked towards the room upstairs, the same posture as at home.

Feng Hao's head was suddenly covered with black lines, and he shouted speechlessly: "Hey, what do you mean?"

"I will stay with you temporarily during our cooperation. If you need me for anything, remember to knock on the door first." Yu Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly and walked straight into the west room.

Not long after he entered, he walked out with a puzzled look on his face, frowning and asked: "Has anyone lived here before?"

"Nonsense, this is my home, and whoever I want can live in it." Feng Hao said angrily.

"It's like a pig's nest. He must not be a good person." Yu Xiaoxiao snorted lightly and started cleaning up with great fanfare.

Feng Hao didn't bother to pay attention to her, he locked the door of the store by himself, went back to his room and began to practice...

Early the next morning, Yu Xiaoxiao woke him up, asked him for a list of materials, and then drove out to collect materials.

The business of the drugstore was running normally. He placed the mechanical workbench behind the counter and studied the machinery while taking care of the business. Time passed quite quickly.

After several days of hard work, the portable player device has taken shape. Unfortunately, it is too big and needs to be further miniaturized and refined. "Not bad, warm silver has a high density and strong magic conductivity. It is very suitable for making micro circuit boards."

Looking at the mana circuit board that had just been engraved on the workbench, Feng Hao showed a satisfied look. The next step was to splice the scattered parts together and then make a more refined shell.

Feng Hao chose refined iron as the outer shell material. Firstly, it is relatively cheap. Secondly, the texture is tough and can protect the internal structure very well.

Cutting, extruding, grinding...

The silver-black refined iron shell was quickly completed, and the assembled internal structure was sealed inside. The first portable playback device in the Magic World was born.

"Then the question is, what kind of music should I store in?" Feng Hao couldn't help frowning.

As far as he knew, the magician world didn't pay much attention to music. It was hard to come across any good music. Most of the songs were designed to match dance techniques, with lyrical melodies and no passion at all.

"No matter what, let's try some DJ tunes first." Thinking of this, Feng Hao no longer hesitated, inserted his consciousness into the player, and edited the dynamic and brainwashing tunes on earth into it.

This is the power of magic black technology. Using divine consciousness to burn it, you can perfectly present the melody in your memory.

After the burning was completed, Feng Hao touched the consciousness switch with great anticipation.

The next moment, the dynamic and magical melody reverberated throughout the pharmacy. The sound was so loud and the sound quality was so good that it was simply shocking.

"Dongzidaci, dongzidaci..."

The moment he heard the music, Feng Hao's heart suddenly surged, and his fighting spirit burned brightly: "Haha, this is the feeling I want!"

Just when Feng Hao was shaking his head, Yu Xiaoxiao just returned from shopping. Seeing Feng Hao getting nervous, she froze on the spot, "What are you doing? Are you having a seizure?"

"Haha, I came back just in time. Listen carefully. Do you feel the blood is surging and the passion is burning?" Feng Hao said excitedly.

"What an ugly song." Yu Xiaoxiao looked disgusted, obviously unable to accept the dynamic DJ style.

Feng Hao snorted and said: "That's because you don't understand appreciation, Yao Yao Cheke is making trouble—!"

"Neuropathy!"

Yu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him with contempt, her eyes fell on the player in his hand, and asked curiously: "What kind of device is this? It seems very interesting?"

"If you are discerning, this is a portable player developed by me personally. You can call him Aimu Pisan." Feng Hao said arrogantly.

"Ai...Mushisan? What a strange name. Does it have any special meaning?" Yu Xiaoxiao frowned.

"Uh, it doesn't have any special meaning." Feng Hao was stunned, there was no way, there was no English alphabet in the world of magicians, so she couldn't understand it.

Yu Xiaoxiao stepped forward out of curiosity. After looking at it with beautiful eyes, she asked, "Can other songs be played?"

"Of course you can, just burn the divine consciousness into it, and one crystal of magic energy can be played for more than an hour." Feng Hao introduced.

"I'll try." Yu Xiaoxiao grabbed the player without saying a word, turned off the DJ, and started recording with her spiritual consciousness.

A few minutes later, a melodious and sad melody sounded in the drugstore. Feng Hao's chrysanthemums tightened when he heard it, and his passion was completely gone.

"Eh? It's really good." Yu Xiaoxiao seemed to have discovered a new world, and started playing with it: "How can you sell this Aimu Shisan? I want to take it back to Chenfeng."

"It's easy to talk about." Feng Hao nodded happily. He did this to make money. Judging from Yu Xiaoxiao's performance, Aimu Pisan seems to have great market value.

"Okay, make a thousand sets for me first, and I'll try the water in Huichenfeng." Yu Xiaoxiao said, immersed in the melody.

Feng Hao's eyes darkened on the spot, and he almost fainted from fright, "A thousand units? Just kill me!"

(End of this chapter)