God Soldier Atlas Chapter 86

　　 "Workshop No. 37, this month supplies 12,000 feather arrows and 300 strong bows, qualified!"

　　 "Workshop No. 45 will supply 6,000 standard lances this month, excellent!"

　　 "Workshop No. 58 will produce 9,000 standard daggers this month, excellent!"

　　 a bookkeeper read it aloud.

　　 On the stage, Sikong Yin Wuyou, Sikong Meng Jinguang and other big men of the casting division sat in a row.

　　Below the stage are all the principals of the No. 37 to No. 100 workshops of the Zhubing Division.

　　 Dozens of people have different expressions.

Some are full of self-confidence, and their eyes are full of joy; some are worried, thinking that they will not get the bonus this time; others are already trembling all over, that is because they have not completed the set task and are about to receive Punished.

　　 The so-called monthly workshop test is actually to read the performance of each workshop and then give the result of the assessment.

　　Excellent, there will be a reward for the salary of the month, ordinary, no penalty or reward, unqualified, a penalty is inevitable.

　　 There is naturally a little bit tricky in it.

　　 The Great Sikong of the Cast Soldier Division, and even the four Sikong, would not personally check the conditions of the weapons supplied by each workshop.

　　 What they saw was only the numbers sent by the people below.

　　 Of course, under normal circumstances, the difference between this number and the real situation is not too big.

　　 After all, the supply of weapons cannot be faked. If the number of weapons differs too much, if the commander of the three armies finds the Division of Soldiers, it will be a disaster.

　　 Most of the time, these figures are not much different from the real situation.

　　 Even if there is a slight deviation, it is not a big deal to the senior management of the Division.

　　 "Da Sikong, the chief of Workshop Zero, it seems that he hasn't come yet, right?"

　　 The bookkeeper continued, Meng Jinguang on the stage whispered.

　　 Yin Wuyou has no expression on her face, she can't tell how she feels at all.

　　 "He will come."

　　 Yin Wuyou said flatly.

　　 "A small workshop owner, I have been waiting, he hasn't arrived yet, he has no respect!"

　　 Another Sikong said coldly.

　　 "Could it be that he knew he couldn't pass today's monthly exam, so he didn't even come?"

　　 Meng Jinguang smiled and didn't smile, "This is a little tricky. Workshop No. 0 bans this kind of thing. How can he not be the principal of Workshop No. 0?"

　　 "If he failed the monthly assessment, he would be punished with a whip, but he couldn't hide it."

　　 "No rules can't make a circle, he thought he could avoid it if he didn't come? Naive!"

　　 Other Sikong said one after another.

　　 Yin Wuyou snorted coldly. The four guys squatted and controlled most of the business of the Division of Casting. They finally set up a No. 0 workshop to break the situation. They even wanted to make a mess.

　　 Really when this princess has no temper?

　　 Anxiously this princess, this princess cut you all with a single sword, dare the people behind you speak?

　　 Yin Wuyou just think about it, even if she is a princess, she can't just slaughter ministers.

　　 Don't think that these four Sikong officials are not too high, but the Division of Soldiers is very involved, and behind these four Sikong, there are a lot of big people standing behind them, that is, Yin Wuyou, and some of them are not afraid of rats.

　　 Otherwise, she had already made drastic reforms in the Division of Soldiers.

　　 But there is no way. The four of them have been in the Casting Division for many years, and they have inextricably linked with the casting masters and the casting divisions. If they are moved casually, it will bring catastrophic consequences to the Casting Division.

　　 This was not the result Yuan Fengdi wanted to see, nor was it a consequence Yin Wuyou could bear.

　　 Now she only hopes that Zhou Shu can win some breath, hug Workshop No. 0, and then use Workshop No. 0 as a wedge to pry open a crack in the inherent system of the Division of Casting Soldiers.

　　 Yin Wuyou didn't say a word, and Meng Jinguang's duo couldn't sing.

　　 They stopped the conversation somewhat boringly.

　　 It takes a lot of time to read all the results of dozens of workshops.

　　 I heard that some of the senior leaders of the Division of Soldiers on the stage began to doze off, and the bookkeeper finally read to the end.

　　 At this time, Zhou Shu, has not seen a trace.

　　 Yin Wuyou's eyebrows frowned. If it were not for inconvenience, she had already sent someone to arrest Zhou Shu.

　　What the **** is going on with him!

　　 He had already told him clearly, and he vowed to make sure that there was no problem!

　　 Is this no problem?

　　 Do not even come directly?

　　 The bookkeeper's voice fell, and Meng Jinguang, who was in charge of the monthly examination, did not speak, but winked concealedly.

　　 "Masters!"

　　 A voice suddenly came from under the stage, which caught Yin Wuyou's attention.

　　 I saw a twenty-seven-year-old young man coming out more and more. He was standing jade, slightly arching his hand toward the stage, proudly and authentically, "I have something to report to you adults."

"who are you?"

　　 Yin Wuyou asked.

　　The principal of the workshop of the Division of Soldiers, Yin Wuyou didn't know much, and the one in front of him was among the ranks she didn't know.

　　 "The director of Workshop No. 97, Xiao Bufan."

　　 The young man's mouth raised slightly, showing a standard smile, and said.

　　 "Master of Workshop No. 97?"

　　 Yin Wuyou glanced at Meng Jinguang and others.

　　 Workshop No. 97 was the workshop where Zhou Shu was originally located, and the principal was Xiao Zongshui before.

　　 Yin Wuyou knows these.

　　 Xiao Zongshui died, and Zhou Shu was also taken back by the Shenshou Division to assist in the investigation. Yin Wuyou also knew about this.

Later, when Meng Jinguang and others arranged for the new chief, Yin Wuyou originally wanted to take the opportunity to hold Workshop No. 97 in his hands, but Meng Jinguang and others finally found a casting division to serve as Workshop No. 97. Principal.

　　 This made Yin Wuyou want to refuse, but couldn't find a suitable reason. In the end, they could only succeed.

　　 Now seeing this Xiao Bufan, Yin Wuyou instinctively feel a little unhappy.

　　 "What do you want to report?"

　　 Yin Wuyou is cold and authentic.

　　 "I heard that the princess promoted an apprentice to the workshop chief and set up a workshop No. 0 for him."

　　 Xiao Bufan said with his hands.

　　 Yin Wuyou's pretty face was cold. This Xiao Bufan lipally called His Royal Highness Princess, but did not call himself Da Sikong. Is this because he thinks he is not qualified to serve as the founding division Da Sikong?

　　 Also, what does this sentence mean?

　　 You want to say that the chief executive is nepotism?

　　呸, what kind of relationship does this princess and Zhou Shu have!

　　 "It is said that Zhou Shu, the principal of No. 0 Workshop, is a genius for casting soldiers, who is good at developing new weapons. Xiao Mou is not talented, and he has a little experience in casting soldiers."

　　 "So, Xiao wants to have a discussion with this Lord Zhou."

　　 "You are a soldier casting division, and Zhou Shu is only an apprentice casting soldier. Don't you think there is a problem with such a discussion?"

　　 Yin Wuyou said coldly.

　　 "Although Xiao is a casting division, the casting of incoming weapons is not the same as the casting of standard weapons."

　　 Xiao Bufan, a princess, you don't know how to cast soldiers.

　　 "I discussed the casting of standard weapons with Chief Zhou. It has nothing to do with whether I am a soldier. Besides, isn't Chief Zhou a genius for casting soldiers? Everyone also casts standard weapons. He won't be afraid of losing to me, right?"

　　 Xiao Bufan said in a loud voice, "Is Lord Zhou, Bibi, stand up and say something."

　　 Yin Wuyou is going to explode, if it wasn't for her demeanor, she really wanted to go down and beat this Xiao Bufan right away.

　　 If the standard weapons are also cast, there is no advantage for the casting division?

　　 I really don't know anything about this Da Sikong?

　　The skill of casting soldiers far surpasses that of soldiers casting apprentices. With the same casting materials, they can use it to the extreme. How can soldiers casting apprentices compare?

　　Meng Jinguang and these people really spared no effort in order to suppress Zhou Shu!

Not only must he fail the monthly exam, but also his reputation. Without the identity of the owner of Workshop Zero, and without the aura of a genius apprentice, he is just an ordinary soldier casting apprentice. Know!

　　 They want to kill them all!

　　 But, is this princess really vegetarian?

　　 If he can't even protect him, this princess won't have to come out and get involved!

　　 Yin Wuyou has a pretty face and is about to get angry when he suddenly hears a voice.

　　 "Someone is calling me?"

　　 I saw Zhou Shu's figure appearing behind the crowd. With a smile on his face, he said, "Sorry, I overslept, I'm late, sorry."

　　 He said sorry, but there was no hint of apology on his face?

　　 Passing through the crowd, Zhou Shu came to the stage, first arched his hands at Yin Wuyou, then squeezed his eyes, and said, "Da Sikong, I am here."

　　 As for Meng Jinguang and others, Zhou Shu didn't even look at it.

　　 Now that they know that they are colluding with Zhu Chuanfeng to deal with themselves, Zhou Shu will give them a good face?

　　What happened to the boss? My boss is only Da Sikong.

　　 "You still know how to come!"

　　 Yin Wuyou said grimly. Seeing Zhou Shu's relaxed look, for some reason, she also relaxed.

　　, too, don't you just want to run yourself?

　　 What a big deal!

　　 No matter how unhappy they are, this big Sikong, he is also determined! Who can squeeze yourself away?

　　 As long as I am still a big Sikong, this cast soldier will be in control sooner or later!

　　 Zhou Shu smiled, and gave Yin Wuyou a me to do the job, with your relieved look, and then looked around.

　　 "Who called me just now? Why do I sound like I'm trying to cast a soldier?"

　　 Zhou Shudao~www.mtlnovel.com~ Me, Bufan Xiao, the director of Workshop No. 97! "

　　 Xiao Bufan snorted coldly, "You're Zhou Shu? The apprentice who occupied the resources of No. 0 workshop, had no reputation, but had no achievements?"

　　 "Workshop No. 97? Are you the successor of Xiao Zongshui's dead ghost?"

　　 Zhou Shu glanced at Xiao Bufan, and said, "I have a famous head? Are you deaf? Haven't heard of the tiger's cardinal knife, the chopped saber knife, the Bailianhuan first knife, and the Xiuchun knife?"

　　 "If my name is empty and famous, but I have no achievements, then dare to ask your Excellency, do you have a representative weapon work?"

　　 "I am a soldier who casts weapons of quality, and I am bullying you when I say it!"

　　 Xiao Bufan felt unhappy when he saw Zhou Shu's appearance, he was even more handsome than himself!

　　 "Oh, the casting division? Then there is no standard weapon work?"

　　 Zhou Shu said calmly.

　　 "Who said no!"

Xiao Bufan was furious. A small soldier casting apprentice dared to despise himself, "Although I disdain for standard weapons, but in order to let you know what a genius is, I developed a new weapon in three days. You are not. Do you claim to be a genius? What new weapons can be developed in Workshop Zero this month?"

　　 Everyone was in an uproar, and a new weapon was developed in three days?

　　 really worthy of being a caster.

　　 Everyone's eyes fell on Zhou Shu's body, wanting to see how Zhou Shu responded.

　　 Zhou Shu patted the skirt of his clothes, and looked lightly.

　　 "Doesn't Mr. Xiao want to compare? Then let's just compare, whose weapon is better!"

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