Simulation: Start with one person

While Feng Zhenghao listened to the sound of drinking water, he suddenly felt a little thirsty. He picked up a teapot and a teacup, and when he was about to pour himself a glass of water, he found that there was no water in the teapot.

When Feng Shayan, who was standing next to him, noticed this, she immediately took the teapot and went to make tea.

A while later, when Feng Shayan returned from making tea, Fang Rui ended his meditation and said, "Just choose a game! A fully immersive game with a simulation level of over 50.00% should be very popular."

Hearing this, Feng Zhenghao, who was pouring tea into the cup, shook his hand slightly, and the tea spilled on the table.

He raised his head in surprise and asked, "Are you kidding?"

Virtual games have become very popular in recent years, so there are many institutions researching them, but there are very few institutions that have achieved results. It can be described as "few".

When everyone is in the initial stage, when one person suddenly comes up with a finished product, no matter how you think about it, it is a surprising thing, even outrageous.

That's why Feng Zhenghao's reaction was so big.

The Xu brothers who were listening on the side also reacted, and they increasingly felt that Fang Rui was here to defraud money.

"No." Fang Rui replied in the affirmative, and then explained: "I have a lot of technical drawings, which are ancillary products of my daily research. I think it is a waste to throw them in the drawer, so I decided to take them out and cash them in... …”

"Are you a scientist?" After hearing Fang Rui's explanation, Zhang Chulan was a little curious.

"No, I'm a weapon refiner." Fang Rui explained: "But I'm different from regular weapon refiners. I master the Divine Machine Hundred Refining, one of the eight magical skills. I can mass-produce magic weapons. I have quite a lot of experience in the machine, and those technical drawings were made by chance when I was studying the machine."

"Is that so..."

Fang Rui's answer was completely unexpected by Zhang Chulan, another owner of the Eight Magic Skills.

"You said...you have mastered the magic machine?!" The surface of Xu San's lenses reflected white light, blocking his slightly sharp sight.

"Yes, do you have an opinion?"

The strength of the mobile natural disaster gave Fang Rui plenty of confidence. Even a peaceful weapon could not threaten him because it could not hit him, so Fang Rui's attitude gradually changed.

In the past, he would definitely not have said that he was the owner of the Divine Machine Bailian.

"No." Xu San silently looked away and answered in a normal tone.

Feng Zhenghao, who was listening to the conversation of several people, thought for a while. The recently emerged alien organization Biyou Village has two leaders. One is Ma Xianhong, who is called the village chief, and the other is Fang Rui, who is called the deputy village chief.

His surname is Ma... could he be a descendant of Ma Benzai, who realized the magical secret?

The above doubts disappeared in Feng Zhenghao's heart in an instant, and at the same time he solved the doubts in his heart.

No wonder the production process of those special clothes is so special. If it is because of the magic machine, then everything will make sense.

but……

"I can't believe you just based on your words. You have to give evidence."

Friendship is friendship, business is business.

Even if you have a good relationship in private, you still need to make it clear when discussing business, and...

The relationship between Feng Zhenghao and Fang Rui was not very good either, and they had never met each other a few times.

"Okay, I didn't bring the drawings, and even if I brought them you might not be able to understand them."

Although the other party told the truth, Feng Zhenghao was not very happy, after all, he was despised.

"so……"

Fang Rui held a teacup and said, "Let me show you the power of the divine machine!"

Pour a large amount of qi into an ordinary ceramic tea cup, and it will complete the transformation and transformation in two to three seconds.

Under everyone's gaze, a teacup flew around the room.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Rui brushed the other decorations in the room one by one, and those decorations flew up one after another and floated around the room. The whole scene looked... a little weird.

Chapter 120 Doing Business

"Dong dong dong..."

"Ding ding ding..."

The sounds of collisions between tables, chairs and benches, the collisions of pottery such as vases, teacups, and metal ornaments... formed a noisy music.

Looking at the tables, chairs and benches surrounding him, Feng Zhenghao was silent for a while and slowly typed a question mark.

You have to prove that you have mastered one of the eight magical skills, the Divine Machine Bailian, of course there is no problem, but...

Is it necessary to do this? !

Feng Zhenghao said that he didn't quite understand, and the Divine Machine Bailian was a magic related to weapon refining, right?

What's the use of having a bunch of tables, chairs and benches floating in the sky?

Seeing Fang Rui's inexplicable operation, Xu San demonstrated what telekinesis was. He gently pushed his black-rimmed glasses, and all the remaining ornaments in the room flew into the sky, dancing with the objects controlled by Fang Rui.

Feng Zhenghao: “…………”

Can you two change your approach? !

Although the few people present have special skills and are not worried about being hit on the head by a bunch of messy things, but... there are a bunch of things floating around on the head, which always makes people feel bad.

Seeing Xu San's operation, Fang Rui immediately understood what he meant, which was that it couldn't be proved based on this.

Controlling the pile of objects to slowly fall to the floor, Fang Rui thought for a while, took out a bite bag, and poured out a bunch of magic weapons, at least fifty pieces.

Xu San and Xu Si: “…………”

The number is a bit outrageous. All the magic weapons I have seen in the years of work combined do not have this many.

Feng Zhenghao: “…………”

Feng Xingtong and Feng Shayan: “…………”

Magical weapons...shouldn't they be very rare and rare treasures?

It feels quite outrageous that the magic machine is perfected!

It feels like he is from two eras like other weapon refiners. One was before the industrial revolution and had low production efficiency, and the other was after the industrial revolution and had mastered new technologies and had extremely high production efficiency.

Zhang Chulan, who didn't know much about the situation, sighed in his heart at the magic of the magic, while Feng Baobao's eyes chased the ceramic teapot floating in the air, watching its movements as if he jumped up to catch its trend.

"Put away the magic weapon. We already believe that you are the owner of the divine machine."

Xu San pressed his eyebrows. There was no doubt about Fang Rui's identity. Even a sect dominated by weapon refiners would not be able to produce so many magical weapons to prove that he was the owner of the divine machine.

Hearing this, Fang Rui put the pile of magic weapons back into the pouch.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the bite bag again. They had been distracted by the pile of magical artifacts before, but they actually ignored the spatial magical artifact.

Space instruments have many uses!

I don’t know if he is willing to sell it.

Everyone who was thinking about this looked away and decided to ask about the matter later.

After the little interlude ended, everyone sat back on the sofa and continued their unfinished conversation in a messy room.

Feng Zhenghao said: "We can cooperate. Please bring the drawings to me as soon as possible and let me take a look."

Fang Rui replied: "Okay, you can prepare it first. The drawings will be given to you after the Luotian Dajiao. If you are worried that I am joking, I can give you a deposit."

As he said that, Fang Rui raised his right arm and held a bite bag between his thumb and index finger.

Everyone present immediately recalled the scene of a pile of magical artifacts forming a small mound.

This deposit is very sincere!

But Feng Zhenghao didn't accept it. He smiled and waved his hand: "No, I believe you."

After the matter was settled, Feng Zhenghao talked about other things. He asked: "Are you selling the space magic weapon in your hand?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present focused their attention on Fang Rui, looking forward to his answer.

"You mean the capsule?"

Fang Rui's eyes moved to the bite capsule, and after a moment, he turned to Feng Zhenghao again, and said: "The price for sale is on the high side because of the complicated production process. A bite capsule..."

After thinking for a while, he said: "I will give you the lowest price - 50 RMB."

"No problem, give me ten first."

Feng Zhenghao, who was not short of money, waved his hand and said proudly.

Xu San and Xu Si, who were about to speak, were speechless. When you want to bargain and meet someone who is not short of money, it is easy to break the momentum you have built up.

After a while, Xu San asked: "If the quantity purchased at one time is large enough, can the price be lowered further?"

"Unfortunately, not possible."

Fang Rui slowly shook his head. Apart from him and Ma Xianhong, Qiu Rang was the only person in Biyou Village who could refine the gnawing bag.

And he and Ma Xianhong are both busy people, so it is impossible to refine the bite bag all the time, so... the work of refining the bite bag will [-]% fall on Qiu Rang's head.

Refining a magical weapon hundreds of times is simply a maddening thing for Qiu Rang.

In order to avoid duplicating work and driving Qiu Rang crazy, Fang Rui did not accept the big order given by Xu San.

Moreover... it is not good at all to have too many space magic weapons.

The rare and precious quantity makes it easy to increase the price.

Wait, is my price of 50 a bit low? !

Fang Rui felt a little regretful and thought about how to increase the price. Then he had a flash of inspiration and asked, "Do you have any requirements regarding the shape of the space magic weapon?"

"Can you customize the appearance?" Feng Xingtong's tone was a little surprised.

"Yes, it doesn't matter if it's a ring, a necklace, a figurine, a car key, a belt, a bag, or a mobile phone... there's no problem."

Fang Rui spoke in a calm tone, and silently added at the end: "But depending on the appearance and structure, the price will also increase. Of course, the larger the internal volume, the more expensive the price will be."

Xu Si thought that the spherical capsule was a little inconvenient to carry, so he asked: "How big is the internal space of the space magic weapon with a price of 50? How much does the ring-shaped space magic weapon cost?"

"The space magic weapon priced at 50 yuan is a basic model. The internal space is a 2×2×2 cube, and the unit is meters. On this basis, if you change it to a ring shape, you need to add 20 RMB."

"For every additional meter in side length, the price increases by 50 yuan. Simply put, it is a space magic weapon with an internal space of 3×3×3, and the price is 100 million yuan."

After listening to Fang Rui's explanation, everyone present nodded to show their understanding.

Everyone in the Feng family did not think that the space magic weapon was expensive, so they placed orders one after another:

"I want something in the shape of a bracelet, and the color should be lavender!"