White armor

Chapter 325: The Terror of Industrial Cthulhu, Unspeakable (Silver Alliance 37 Unparalleled Extra Update × 5)

"I'm sorry to bother you with something."

"Ha, it's okay, it's okay. Director Qian always mentions me. After all, he is the eldest senior brother. I just did some small things under the wings of the elders."

After a few polite words, Luo Hao said, "I remember that two years ago, a worker at the West-East Power Transmission Station stole electricity and made a large number of lightning-struck wood. Is it still there?"

Large numbers,

Lightning strikes wood!
The three of them understood everything Luo Hao said, but they had no idea what it meant when they were put together.

Is it really polite for him to speak like this?
When can lightning-struck wood be connected to a large group?

"I think it should be state-owned assets and no one will touch it."

"Hahaha, how could I understand that? I just heard Director Qian mention it during a casual chat, and I remembered it because it was quite special."

"Okay, I'll wait for your call. Don't worry, if it's appropriate, I'll go through the normal channels and get documents from the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission to pick up this batch of lightning-struck wood."

After Luo Hao finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"A batch? How many?" Chen Yong asked.

After listening to Luo Hao's call, Bai Dicheng and Taoist Qi were already dumbfounded.

"Dozens of tons? More than a hundred tons? I guess that's all, no more." Luo Hao said casually.

"What?"

"what?"

"Dozens of tons?"

Chen Yong, Bai Dicheng and Qi Daochang were all horrified.

"But there may not be wood as good as thousand-year-old jujube wood or peach wood. They are all some ordinary poplar trees." Luo Hao smiled and said with some regret.

"How can there be so many! Is it lightning-struck wood? Is it really lightning-struck wood?" Bai Dicheng was extremely shocked, his pupils shrank, and the wooden sword in front of him didn't smell so good anymore.

"There is a substation for transmitting electricity from west to east. A small gang in the substation wanted to make a living by stealing electricity and mining, and also made some lightning wood."

"It is said that their annual output is more than the world's output in ten years. They have been doing it for three years. Well, they did it secretly and dared not to make it public. Their main focus was on mining, so lightning-struck wood was just a convenience."

"what?!"

Bai Dicheng's eyes were white, as if he could not see again.

"But it was difficult for the market to absorb the large amount of lightning-struck wood in a short period of time. Only a small amount was sold, which pushed down the price of lightning-struck wood in Southeast Asia by 30%. Later, the small gangs discussed and decided to focus on mining. There was no need to rush to sell the lightning-struck wood, and they could just sell it slowly."

"Later, the leadership team was replaced. The new team had to focus on energy conservation and efficiency improvement. As a result, we discovered that the average annual idle power consumption at a certain point was 12%!"

"This is an incredible number, so we checked and caught them right away."

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"..."

"..."

Chen Yong, Bai Dicheng and Taoist Qi were all stunned.

"That batch of lightning-struck wood has become state-owned assets. I don't know where it is stored in the warehouse. If there is a need, I can contact the higher-level department and ask the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission to bring it over."

"You want it? SASAC? Lightning-struck wood?"

What Luo Hao said sounded like human language, but Chen Yong just couldn't understand it.

"Wait a moment, don't worry, I'm contacting the warehouse manager over there."

"Who are you looking for?" Chen Yong asked curiously.

Luo Hao smiled and said nothing.

The private room was quiet, no one spoke, it was dead silent.

The peach wood sword struck by lightning also lay quietly on the table, looking a little lonely.

"Old Bai, which wood is the best? How much do you want?" Luo Hao suddenly asked.

"Golden nanmu wood is the best. The five elements formation of our sect is extremely complicated to set up, and it requires the lightning-struck wood of golden nanmu wood. However, the best lightning-struck wood should be used sparingly, and it is not worth using the good lightning-struck wood at one time."

Bai Dicheng spoke more and more fluently.

"The last time we activate the formation, it seems we will still have to deal with the devil's Yin-Yang Master."

"The willow wood used was not very effective. In the end, the sect's formation only played a small role. Master and the devil's Yin-Yang master died together."

Dozens of tons. Bai Dicheng felt a pang of palpitations as he thought about the huge number.

If there were dozens of tons of lightning-struck wood... No, only a few tons...

Bai Dicheng's eyes blurred. Why did he become so crazy? Could the wood struck by lightning be measured in tons?

"Golden Nanmu." Luo Hao pondered.

Bai Dicheng suddenly had a bad idea in his mind - Luo Hao could get a large amount of golden nanmu and make it into lightning-struck wood.

"Luo Hao, this is also okay?"

"A few years ago, golden nanmu beads were popular and sold at sky-high prices. They were all scams. Later, some places introduced golden nanmu and started planting trees."

"Let me think, who told me that?"

Luo Hao thought for a few seconds, "In the mountain city, in Gaoping Town, DZ District, there are more than 1100 acres of golden nanmu, with more than 5 plants."

"Old Bai, if they all turn into lightning-struck golden nanmu wood, will it be helpful to you?" Luo Hao asked.

The table shook.

Bai Dicheng's whole body went limp and he almost fell under the table.

More than 50,000 golden phoebe trees struck by lightning!

Although it is a little younger, it is a piece of lightning-struck golden nanmu wood, and there may not be many of them in the world.

"Fuck, Luo Hao, you really dare to think like that!" Chen Yong exclaimed.

"Is it difficult? You're the one who keeps talking about industrial monsters all day long, and you're the one who doesn't believe that industry can really solve the problem. What is Industrial Cthulhu? It's the one that can easily accomplish things that you dare not even think about, and then you say, that's it?" Luo Hao retorted to Chen Yong.

Chen Yong was speechless.

"Doctor Luo, don't be fooled. Is the wood struck by lightning black or white?" Bai Dicheng asked.

As he said this, he pushed his sword.

"I don't know. I haven't seen it. I just know it happened. Old White, tell me about it."

"Lightning-struck wood is not burnt, it is basically white. Look at my lightning-struck wood sword, the black area is not large. This is not burned, it is called a lightning claw mark."

Luo Hao took a look and found that there was more useless knowledge.

Bai Dicheng was just about to speak when Luo Hao's cell phone rang.

"Hello, hello, I am Dr. Luo from Xiehe."

"Thank you. I'll add you on WeChat and take a look at the video."

"Ok."

Luo Hao said a few simple words, hung up the phone, and started adding WeChat.

In the video, someone greets Luo Hao, then opens a warehouse door and turns on the spotlight.

Under the light, countless pieces of wood were neatly arranged, but they were not waterproofed and the wood underneath had begun to rot.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands were squeezing Bai Dicheng's heart, and he was so heartbroken that he almost vomited blood.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the warehouse is filled with lightning-struck wood of good quality.

"Dr. Luo, do you want to see this?" asked the person on the other side of the video.

"Well, Lao Bai, what do you want to say? Can you see it clearly?" Luo Hao asked.

“Most of them are fake lightning-struck wood. You can soak them in potassium permanganate to make the outside of the wood darker and more realistic.

Some people also use electric shocks. After the electric shock, the wood has many black spots or various wavy patterns on the outside. They claim that these are lightning patterns left by lightning strikes, but when the wood is split open, there is no change inside.

The staff over there began to introduce.

So professional!

Chen Yong and Baidi Chengdu widened their eyes.

"I heard that this thing is useless and we don't know how to use it." The staff member said with a smile, "But the guys who went in did some research. They said that some of them directly used ordinary old jujube wood to impersonate it, polished the surface and coated it with a layer of shiny wood oil.

But ordinary jujube wood is very hard, and you can tell whether it is real or fake by testing it with a carving knife."

"Most of the lightning-struck wood sold on Taobao is fake."

"Oh? What are the characteristics of the lightning-struck wood here?" Luo Hao asked.

"After being struck by lightning, the density of real lightning-struck wood will be looser than that of ordinary wood, so the same volume of lightning-struck wood will be slightly lighter and slightly less hard than non-lightning-struck wood. After long-term use, a transparent patina similar to amber will form on the outside of the wood."

"Then there is the idea of ​​dividing wood into dead wood and living wood."

"This is all live wood and lightning-struck wood!"

Bai Dicheng's breathing became heavier, deeper, and distant, as if his heart was blocked.

Luo Hao could sense his excitement, and what the staff said must be true.

The staff member didn't say anything. He just filled a basin with water and used an electric saw to cut off a piece of wood.

Amid the buzzing sound, wood chips flew everywhere and Bai Dicheng's eyelids twitched.

He never thought that someone would use an electric saw to cut such a rare treasure!
If it were in your own hands, it would be disrespectful to cut the wood with a rope.

Bathing and changing clothes are not allowed. You have to take a bath at least three times and fumigate yourself with good incense before you can activate the wood struck by lightning.

To do otherwise would be blasphemy.

"Well, just put it in a basin of calm water, and the lightning-struck wood will automatically spin, and after spinning for a while it will slowly stop and sink into the water."

"I also heard that the lightning-struck wood here is all living wood."

"Living wood? What does this mean?" Seeing that Bai Dicheng, Chen Yong and Taoist Qi were silent and the atmosphere was heavy, Luo Hao asked directly.

"Those guys did some research and found out that dead wood is worthless. At first, they couldn't sell the dead wood, so they planted trees around the substation. They used all the money they earned from selling lightning-struck wood to buy saplings, hahahaha."

Luo Hao also laughed.

"Dr. Luo, aren't you from 912? Why are you Dr. Luo from Union Medical College?" asked the staff member.

Luo Hao was ashamed.

Yes, I am now a member of 912, a civilian major.

"Sorry, I'm used to saying it." Luo Hao apologized, looking embarrassed.

Chen Yong looked up and down at Luo Hao many times, as if he had turned on a fire control radar, staring at him intently.

"Lightning-struck wood is not bad." The staff member said with a smile, "But it's useless. They say it can ward off evil spirits, but I always feel it's unreliable. Lightning-struck wood looks okay on the outside, but after studying it, we found that the density inside has changed."

"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you."

"Doctor Luo, are you going to use it for scientific research? Hurry up and move it away. If it's been stored for too long, the bottom part will start to rot. I think it's a pity. It would be best if you can use that side."

"Okay, I'll hang up first and think about it. Thank you for your help. We've added each other on WeChat and will keep in touch in the future." Luo Hao smiled and hung up the video.

"Old Bai, how is the quality of that batch of lightning-struck wood? Judging from your expressions, it should be pretty good." Luo Hao asked.

"..." Bai Dicheng was silent, with an inexplicably strange look in his eyes.

"What's wrong with Lao Bai?" Luo Hao asked Chen Yong beside him softly.

"I'm dumbfounded." Chen Yong said honestly, "It's said that the power of a country is not something a sect can resist. To be honest, the little guys nowadays really don't know how deep the country's foundation is."

"You call this deep?" Taoist Priest Qi twirled his beard. "This is called the Mariana Trench. We are floating above the Pacific Ocean and we haven't seen the bottom yet." Luo Hao shrugged.

To him, wood struck by lightning is part of feudal superstition and metaphysics.

However, the word "prayer" clearly marked on the system panel should also count.

"Lightning-struck wood. The real lightning-struck wood only accounts for less than one-tenth of the wood in circulation on the market, and it is relatively small." Chen Yong explained, "The staff member just now was obviously not a cultivator, but he said a lot of things."

"Especially the living wood, it's different from what ordinary people think. Ordinary people think that lightning falls from the sky and hits the tree, splitting it and charring it. This is called lightning-struck wood."

"I understand. It's like there's only a 10% chance of death for a person struck by lightning. That's not in line with common sense," Luo Hao added.

"Yes! That's what I mean. Living wood is important, dead wood is worthless. Although it can be used, the effect is countless times worse than that of living wood. Most of the dead wood we see is lightning-struck wood." Chen Yong scratched his head, "Luo Hao, do you think a few guys at the substation can cause such a big storm?"

"Storms? This is called supervision... living off the land." Luo Hao described it in a gentle tone, "It's just that there are not many people who can use it now, so they are lucky."

“How could you get caught if you’re lucky? If you were really lucky, you would have been financially free a long time ago,” Chen Yong said disdainfully.

"Oh no, if the monks go around everywhere, there might be some people who are tempted by the money. It would be terrible if that happened."

Chen Yong thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.

The two chatted in low voices. After all, Chen Yong was just a casual cultivator and didn't have much experience, so he was not as surprised as Bai Dicheng.

After a while, Baidi Chengcai took a deep breath, and it looked like he almost fell down.

"Doctor Luo, give me all these?"

Bai Dicheng asked in a hoarse voice.

Luo Hao could clearly sense that Bai Dicheng was trying hard to keep his voice steady, but no matter how hard he tried, his voice was still trembling.

It seems that this thing is very important to Baidicheng and should be considered a rare treasure.

"If you need it of great use, I'll give it to you. I'll submit the application, and the application process will take a few months, maybe before the New Year. If you need it urgently, I'll find a way." Luo Hao said frankly.

Baidi fell silent.

He took out the paper where Luo Hao had written the list and pointed to the last name. "Doctor Luo, this is a military base, right?"

"Fort Detrick, they study viruses. We in the industry believe that the viruses from a few years ago were developed here and deliberately spread to our country."

"Okay, I'll clear it out within ten years."

Even though he added the word "ten years", Luo Hao still felt it was unreliable. He smiled and said, "Old Bai, our country has a profound foundation. Do you think Amei is bad? They are the best in the world, okay?

This list is for you to kill monsters and level up, don't mess around, go to Amei and find Deburg, then you will die without leaving any ashes."

"!!!"

Bai Dicheng did not refute Luo Hao, he knew that Luo Hao was right.

"You go get it first. I'll prepare the lightning-struck golden nanmu for you. As for the details, I don't understand. You can contact Chen Yong."

"it is good."

Bai Dicheng's tone was complex and strange.

Luo Hao picked up his phone and opened an app.

Chen Yong was very surprised, so he leaned over and saw Luo Hao searching for golden nanmu on JD.com.

"Fuck! You bought it online?" Chen Yong was stunned. "Didn't they say there were lots of them over in Shancheng?"

"They are doing business, so they must be selling online." Luo Hao's answer was simple and honest.

"..."

"..."

Bai Dicheng was speechless, he just wanted to play with it and never thought that one of the treasures of the cultivation world - the lightning-struck wood - would have to be bought online.

"Besides, people buy military supplies online, so it's no big deal for us to buy some lightning-struck wood."

"A few years ago, India's aircraft carrier blew up, not the one that blew up shit. India said it was because of our spare parts."

"Ok?"

"Someone has also watered down a paper." Luo Hao said as he searched for golden nanmu.

“Can this be used to write a paper?”

"Everyone on the Internet treated it as a joke, saying that the Indian military bought the refractory bricks on Taobao. Real military supplies are under control and cannot be exported, so the Indian military bought civilian ones. They are said to be able to withstand temperatures of 1800 degrees."

"For civilian products, it's generally good if they can reach 1000 degrees. Refractory brick manufacturers use the US monitoring program, which can measure up to 1500 degrees. Anything higher is a guess. And civilian products can't reach such high temperatures."

"So what?"

"The conclusion of the paper is that when building an aircraft carrier, don't buy parts from Taobao."

"..."

"..."

"In fact, you can also think about it the other way around. It sounds a bit ridiculous, but online shopping does have some niche markets. For example, golden nanmu."

"I'll buy some first, and tomorrow I'll ask Brother Qiang if there are any wind power or photovoltaic power plants around us that haven't been connected to the grid."

"And then?" Chen Yong asked again.

"Of course we have to build it first. Don't let Old Bai finish all the laboratories in Europe and America and I won't have a single piece of Phoebe lightning-struck wood when he comes back. I'm not that kind of person."

Baidicheng's eyelids were twitching.

He didn't know whether Luo Hao was doing things simply, roughly, directly, or was trying to squeeze him.

As he spoke, Luo Hao had already clicked to place the order.

This action is awesome.

"Old Bai, don't worry. I'll contact my superiors and transfer it to military use." After Luo Hao placed the order, he smiled and looked at Bai Dicheng and explained, "It involves state-owned assets. Once a state-owned asset is lost, it will be meaningless."

"If it had been ten years ago, this batch of lightning-struck wood would have been reported as damaged directly and we would have flown over tonight. But now, we should be careful and follow the normal approval process."

"Don't worry, I'll hurry up and do it as soon as possible."

Baidicheng has become numb.

Cultivation, sect, treasures, wood struck by lightning, and loss of state-owned assets.

These completely unrelated words would never have been connected in their entire lives.

Putting them together, it's so discordant.

Suddenly, Bai Dicheng thought of the tragedy that happened to his own sect in the past.

If that batch of lightning-struck wood can be used, no matter how big a sect is with thousands of years of accumulation, it will not be able to withstand the crushing of the state machine.

When the food was served, everyone except Luo Hao ate absent-mindedly.

Bai Dicheng never expected that he just wanted to repay a favor, but ended up getting a batch of "treasures" inexplicably.

The key is that Luo Hao also wants to make the highest grade golden nanmu lightning-struck wood for himself.

"Luo Hao, remember that living wood is the most important thing."

"Remember, so we can't go to the mountain city right away. I'll first ask the people at Guodian to figure out how to make the lightning-struck living wood you need."

"It's just an experiment, it's no big deal. Why are you looking at me like that?"

"By the way, Lao Bai, have you ever been abroad?" Luo Hao asked.

"Huh? No."

"Oh, then I'll find someone for you." Luo Hao pondered, a worried look on his face.

"What are you thinking about?" Chen Yong asked.

"I'm looking for a contact. Old White wants to review politics. How does he do it?"

"Let me do it." Chen Yong bumped his shoulder against Luo Hao. "After all, I was once a refugee. It's okay. Leave it to me."

"Bottoming?"

"Old Bai, are you lustful?" Chen Yong asked after pondering for a long time.

"Ah?" Bai Dicheng let out a dull sound.

"Never mind, find someone I know to take you to Amei, but she can't do any dangerous work, which is equivalent to..."

"Tour guide." Luo Hao added.

"Yes, tour guide. When you contact animal protection organizations and green environmental protection organizations, just don't let her get involved."

Chen Yong This is not a normal mode of the central air conditioner. It is probably a former lover. Luo Hao looked at Chen Yong with a smile, thinking about what would happen if Lao Liu saw this scene.

"Ordinary people?"

"She is a very basic magician who only knows a little magic. She is Chinese and can't even speak Chinese fluently." Chen Yong said, "You can teach her some tricks."

"Little trick?" Bai Dicheng didn't understand Chen Yong's way of picking up girls at all.

"Here." Chen Yong picked up a toothpick, shook it, and made it disappear in front of everyone.

There is some technology, but it's not cool at all.

Luo Hao also knew that in Chen Yong's mind, he, Bai Dicheng, and Taoist Qi were all considered stinky men, and he was too lazy to spend any time thinking about them.

"Just do whatever you want."

"Your girlfriend?"

"No, don't worry." Chen Yong said.

Luo Hao was surprised, but immediately thought that it was because her appearance was not good enough.

"Luo Hao, tell me when you're done and I'll contact Lao Bai."

"it is good."

After a hasty meal, Bai Dicheng returned to his original state, silent, dull, like a stone.

……

……

Suzhou Zoo.

In the darkness of night, a chubby figure nimbly climbed over a 4-meter-high wall and ran away happily, twisting his butt.

A few hours later, the staff discovered that the borrowed giant panda had disappeared!
The situation was reported step by step, and within 20 minutes, everyone rushed to the scene and immediately organized people to conduct a search.

The news that the giant panda borrowed by Chengdong had "escaped from prison" was like a bolt from the blue, shocking all the people involved.

Although there are countless videos and pictures of the third prince "escaping from prison" circulating on the Internet, no one expected that the giant panda Xue Xue could climb over a four-meter-high wall like that.

A few hours later, when daybreak came, the search team had grown to a thousand people, and all those who could be mobilized participated in the search.

I combed the Qionglong Mountain like a comb, but still found nothing.

"lead……"

"Can Xuexue find food by herself?" The relevant leader looked haggard, as if the coffin lid had just been opened and the grass on the grave was already ten feet high.

"It grew up in a zoo and doesn't know."

"What does Xuexue like to eat?"

"Guoguo."

"!!!" The relevant leader looked at the staff viciously, and was still saying repetitive words to be cute at this time!
"apple!"

"I contacted a helicopter to scatter apples all over the mountain. I hope... it doesn't starve to death."

(End of this chapter)