Heritage foundry

Chapter 330 The Game of the Arms Dealer ([-])

Zhou Mo looked at Qige Nalong's angry face, and smiled secretly in his heart, this little guy is far from his sister.

With a drunken smile on his face, Zhou Mo said:

"His Royal Highness the fourth prince, and the other three princes, didn't they all come here after receiving the invitation letter from the lord? How can they be called hostages!"

Louis Fengxing sneered on his face and said:
"Your Excellency Zhou Mo, now that the design drawing of Thunder Faith's origin energy has been delivered, we have also sent the design drawing back to our respective countries. If we bother Your Excellency the Viscount here, we will not be polite!"

Zhou Mo just smiled when he heard the words, and said:

"What did His Royal Highness Feng Xing say? Although the serious business is over, there are still many things to do in the follow-up. For some things, it is better to explain clearly to a few His Highnesses in advance!"

Marlowe-Chihui was eating sashimi, and Sasha's voice and smile kept flashing in his mind. He wanted to ask several times, but Yuan Nu used various methods to stop him. When he was feeling uncomfortable, he heard Zhou Mo's words like this Said, an angry look flashed across his face, but for some reason, he didn't explode on the spot, but said in an indifferent way:

"Oh? Could it be that Your Excellency, Viscount Holy Cross, thinks that your Eagle's Nest can forge the origin energy armament, but our Three Kingdoms cannot forge it?"

Zhou Mo was still smiling, and said:
"If the Kingdom of the Three Kingdoms can forge the belief in Thunderbolt according to the design, it will be good. It is Zhou Mo's blessing to do something for the human race."

Speaking of this, Zhou Mo's face became solemn, and he put the wine glass heavily on the table, making a muffled bang.

"But Benjamin likes to do some things to prepare for a rainy day. This is the price list of the key components of the Thunder Faith, as well as the overall selling price of the Thunder Faith!"

Zhou Mo nodded at Qianshu, Qianshu waved her hand slightly, and her own maid put three identical lists in front of the three princes of the Three Kingdoms.

Qige Nalong glanced at Zhou Mo's list, and found that in the column of prices, there were items equivalent to the number of gold coins, and the categories were extremely complete. Just looking at the list of amounts, Qige Nalong thought he was Looking at the annual budget report of Neptune City!
But as his eyes moved, Qige Nalong woke up from the drunken head, and frowned tightly!

"It's impossible!" Marlow Chihui slammed the table and stood up, shaking the list in his hand.

"Absolutely impossible, your quotation above is not even enough for the raw material cost of Yuanneng's channeling metal!"

Louis Fengxing didn't drink alcohol, and he was the most sane among the three at this time. He gently put the list on the table, his eyes drooped to hide the shock in his eyes!
At this time, Zhou Mo took out this list, and it would definitely not be aimless, let alone tease them.

In this way, there is only one possibility, Zhou Mo has mastered a method that can greatly reduce the casting price of source energy weapons!

Qige-Nalong was also aware of this possibility. Bi Mou looked at Zhou Mo, and said in a solemn voice:

"Your Excellency, Viscount Holy Cross, you must know that this kind of thing is not a joke."

Zhou Mo smiled casually, spread his hands and said to Qige Nalong:

"Why did His Royal Highness Nalong say that? Zhou Mo is willing to contribute to the human race and help the noble knights and soldiers fighting on the front line to forge energy weapons. How could it be a joke?"

Zhou Mo seemed to be really drunk. He raised his head and drank another glass of red wine. After tasting it, he always felt dull.

Shaking his head, Zhou Mo looked down at everyone present, and suddenly said:

"If the royal family and the kingdoms of the Three Kingdoms can provide the source energy design drawings, I can also provide other types of source energy weapons. The price is easy to negotiate!"

With a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhou Mo reached out and clicked on the list in the hands of the three, and said:
"Businessman, no one is cheating, all customers are welcome to patronize, it's too late today, let's talk about the details tomorrow!"

Zhou Mo walked out of the banquet hall, and the drunken smile on his face disappeared instantly.

Even at night in the castle, under the illumination of the source energy lamp, it is still as bright as day, and the special source energy structure in the castle wall can keep the entire castle at a constant temperature forever.

But the moment Zhou Mo walked out of the banquet hall, he only felt chills all over his body, extremely cold.

Reluctantly maintaining his footsteps, Zhou Mo walked back to his study step by step.

"Go back all!"

Zhou Mo gave an order, and Mina took Miya and Mina out of the study.

With a wave of his hand, all the lights in the study were turned off at the same time.

Zhou Mo was alone in the darkness.

Suddenly, Zhou Mo's whole body trembled, but only his face was numb.

Zhou Mo clearly knew that he was afraid, and this fear followed him like a shadow, and had been with Zhou Mo for a long time.

Survive in the cracks, survive under pressure, always walk between life and death.

At this point, Zhou Mo can no longer tell whether the external environment is forcing him, or he is forcing himself, forcing himself to live hard and live better.

Is it the instinct to survive or the fear of death that urges Zhou Mo to come to the present step by step.

Zhou Mo has been walking carefully, walking on an extremely thin and extremely thin cableway. If he wants to walk through the cableway, he needs to constantly increase the breeding at both ends of his body to maintain his own balance.

Zhou Mo has been calculating carefully, maintaining even the slightest weight on both sides of his body.

Even if this weight is no longer what he can bear, but he is halfway there, and there is an abyss beneath him, so he has to add it!

Just like now, in order to balance the Otto royal family, Zhou Mo had to use the source energy armed casting technology, which should have been top secret, as a weight to restore the body that had lost its balance. restore balance.

At the same time, the heavy pressure pushed Zhou Mo to his limit!
Although the body has regained its balance, the technology that can greatly reduce the resource consumption of the source energy arm is definitely not something Zhou Mo can keep in his current status and strength!
Zhou Mo is aware of this. Once this technology is exposed, overwhelming pressure will follow.

But Zhou Mo has no choice, only in this way can he tear a ray of life among the major forces.

The situation has not reached the point of despair, but Zhou Mo is really tired, very tired...

He is not Ruiwen Nalong, born noble, with a towering tree like a family, he can plan the world when he enters, and he can retreat into the shadow of his ancestors, and no one can do anything to her.

Zhou Mo came to this world alone, and just because he was restless for a while and asked for that wealth, he got to where he is now step by step.

Speaking of it now, Zhou Mo didn't know whether he regretted it or not.

The trembling of the body gradually calmed down, and Zhou Mo vented his fatigue and fear in the quietest way.

Getting up, lighting up the study with a wave of his hand, Zhou Mo walked to the window, looked at the pure white holy light in the dark night outside the castle, and murmured in a low voice:

"It would be great if I could contact the blood race. If the blood race can make a major event at this time, maybe it can completely muddy the water!"

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In the imperial capital, in a remote corner of the imperial capital outside the palace, the agents of the Military Intelligence Bureau began to go crazy.

The emperor issued an order to strictly investigate all suspicious activities inside and outside the imperial capital!
No limits, no specific goals, no time frames.

The sharp steel knife of the Military Intelligence Bureau, which had been silent since the case of the five western armies, was pulled out of its sheath by the emperor again.

Ruide Xuanfeng sat high in the lobby. In the hall in front of him, all the leaders and ministers of the various ministries of the imperial capital were present. Dozens of agents from the Military Intelligence Bureau were constantly passing news from inside and outside.

"The imperial guards have been fully monitored, and the supervisors have entered the office of the commander-in-chief of the imperial guards to monitor! The commander-in-chief of the imperial guards has not issued a statement, so it is still cooperative!"

Rhett Xuanfeng nodded, and looked at the branch chief in charge of the noble manor area.

"The three manors of the dukes stationed in Beijing have been strictly controlled, and the rest of the nobles below the marquis are also closely monitored, but there is no movement. The nobles in the imperial capital are all cunning and ghostly. At this time, they are all huddled at home, eating, drinking and having fun, and everything outside is closed. The door is closed!"

Rhett Xuanfeng only raised his eyelids this time, and looked at the branch chief in charge of the prince's mansion.

"The eldest prince still goes to report to Grand Duke Baihu every day, but the situation is not good. The specific content of the negotiation cannot be ascertained due to the existence of Grand Duke Baihu."

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince, apart from going to the palace every day to pay his respects and visit his mother, he doesn't stay at home. All the nobles of the imperial capital and the royal retainers who come and go have also cut off contact."

"The fourth prince went to the Eagle's Nest but did not return, and the mansion was lifeless, without any movement!"

In the end, Rhett Xuanfeng looked at the branch chief who was in charge of the imperial capital and all the confidential places within the empire's direct jurisdiction.

This branch chief has been bowing his head ever since he came to this hall, his thin and shriveled head is all pale, hair, lips, and even eyeballs.

As if sensing Rhett-Xuanfeng's gaze, the head of this branch did not raise his head, and his voice was like sharp ice slicing across the cold steel, and said:

"It's a land that is allowed to enter and not allowed to leave. Except for someone from the royal family who came and went with the emperor's decree, there is no movement!"

What this person said was no different from what Rhett Xuanfeng estimated in his mind, but out of nowhere, the moment Rhett Xuanfeng looked away, his heart beat violently a few times, and he asked for the first time:
"you sure?"

The pale-headed head of the branch raised his head, looked at Rhett Xuanfeng with those pale eyes that couldn't see the focus, and said affirmatively:

"Subordinates confirm!"

Rhett Xuanfeng frowned suddenly, and the thick khaki belt around his waist squirmed suddenly, turning into the figure of a young girl, sitting in Rhett Xuanfeng's arms.

"Xuanfeng's boy, he is not alive!"

The moment the old ancestor of the emperor's voice fell, Rhett Xuanfeng moved.

One movement is like the collapse of mountains and the overturning of rivers.

Grabbing the slender feet of the young girl in his arms, Rhett Xuanfeng swung his arms like a knife, and the khaki knife light illuminated the hall.

During the process of raising her arm up to falling, the young girl turned into a simple earthy yellow sword, the part of her pale head was neatly divided into two pieces, and granulation continued to grow on the broken body.

"Order, directly under the Xuanfeng Guard, immediately check all the confidential places near the imperial capital, and check them as quickly as possible in order of danger level!"

"If someone obstructs you, no matter who you are or if you don't read the order, you will be killed!"

Leaving two sentences behind and two undead blood bodies, Reid Xuanfeng has already left the Military Intelligence Bureau and rushed towards the Imperial Palace!
"Hurry up, hurry up, Patriarch, I have a bad feeling, maybe this time it will be over!"

The ancestor of the emperor who had turned into a belt again urged Rhett Xuanfeng, who was flying at a low altitude, but Rhett Xuanfeng suddenly stopped when he heard these words, and then suddenly changed his direction, heading towards his own home. The mansion flew away.

"What are you going to do? What's the use of going home at this time, it's only reasonable to inform the emperor and let him use the authority of essential life to scan the entire imperial capital!"

The ancestor of the emperor screamed!

Rhett Xuanfeng didn't stop, but his speed was a bit faster.

"The Xuanfeng family can't bear the threat that you, the ancestor, will be doomed. It's better for Rong Ruide to remove all the blood of the Xuanfeng family out of the imperial capital before reporting to His Majesty the Emperor!"

"you?"

The emperor's patriarch was furious, but after saying a word, he kept silent. When Rhett-Xuanfeng landed directly in the mansion of the Xuanfeng family in the imperial capital, he just said in a low voice:

"Don't take my ancestor to meet the emperor, let me go with your descendants, and I can protect you for a while!"

Rhett-Xuanfeng's brows twitched violently, without saying a word, he tore off the belt from his body, and just in time to see his most important eldest son coming, he threw the belt into the arms of the eldest son, and said:
"Lead all the family members, as fast as possible, as secretly as possible, away from the imperial capital, the farther the better, everything on the way, listen to the arrangement of the emperor's ancestor!"

After saying that, Rhett-Xuanfeng flew into the sky again, pulling out a silver-white shooting star over the sky of the imperial capital in the night, heading straight for the palace!

　Sick and fat, unable to code words, vomiting blood and coded two chapters to protect Quanqin, readers, please forgive me.

　　Humans eat whole grains, and no one wants to get sick, but this matter is out of control.

　　The sore throat is dying, and the sick fat who can't lift his eyelids respectfully!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)