God Soldier Atlas Chapter 90

　　 In the front yard of No. 0 Workshop, ten boxes are lined up and all have been opened.

　　 The scene is a bit scaryly quiet.

　　 I don't know who swallowed first, and then similar voices sounded one after another.

　　 "Pit-daddy."

　　 Zhou Shu let out a long sigh, looking speechless.

　　 "Um, Master, let's not let it go."

　　 Zhang Yibei said in embarrassment.

　　 Ten big boxes are full.

　　 But these things are useless if they ask for them.

　　 They don't know one big character, why do you want these things?

　　I don't want to sell the things that are bestowed on them. Can they be used as decorations?

　　 Stop making trouble, don't worry about it.

　　 Looking at the opened boxes, Zhou Shu was also lying on the grass with his stomach full.

　　 The emperor's brain is faulty, how can there be rewards for these things?

　　 The box is full of pen, ink, paper, inkstone and books...

　　 Although these things look like tributes and are of great value, what does Zhou Shu want these things for?

　　 He doesn't want to study the imperial examination!

　　 At first, he thought those books would be some martial arts or martial arts secrets or something.

　　 It turned over and it was all his mother's poems!

　　 I am an iron maker, do you reward me with some books of poetry and songs?

　　 What does this mean?

　　 Zhou Shu fainted for a while, but he could only sigh for a long time.

　　 This matter is really unreasonable, and it's all a reward from the godsend, and it won't work if you want to sell it for money.

　　 "Forget it, these books will be put in the workshop, and be a reading corner. In the future, you will learn to know everything if you have nothing to do. It is good to cultivate your sentiment."

　　 Zhou Shu waved his hand and said with lack of interest.

　　The dream of getting rich has been shattered, so let's cast your soldiers honestly.

　　In the imperial city, Emperor Yuan Feng was splashing ink in the imperial study room.

　　 What he wrote is exactly the poem of Qiu Shui Yan Ling Dao by Zhou Shu.

　　 "You said that Shu has passed the best age for reading this week. Will it be too late for me to reward him with books now?"

　　 Yuan Fengdi suddenly said.

　　 Standing next to him was the father-in-law Zhao that Zhou Shu had seen before, and father-in-law Zhao respectfully said, "If he is really talented, he will certainly not let down his majesty's expectations."

　　 "I don't expect much."

　　 Yuan Fengdi shook his head, "I just think that after only one year of private school, he can make such good poems. If he read more books, wouldn't he be able to make better poems?"

　　 Yuan Fengdi's eyes were a little bright, and many people didn't know that Yuan Fengdi, who was like a good man, was actually a middle-aged literary and artistic man who liked poems and songs.

　　 It's just that, as the king of a country, he can't be too indulged in his own preferences.

　　 Of course, he is just a pure preference, as for talent--

　　 I can only say that it's that way.

　　 Anyway, for so many years, the poems he has made are not as good as last week's Qiu Shui Yan Ling knife...

　　 "The general Nanzheng is bold and courageous, and his waist crosses the autumn water and the geese ling knife, the wind blows the drum, the mountains and the river move, and the lightning flags are high and the sun and the moon are high."

　　 Yuan Fengdi recites the Tao aloud, the words are better, the poems are better!

　　 It's a pity, if Zhou Shu had written this poem before the army went out, that would be great.

　　The Emperor Feng of Yuan even imagined that before the army went out, he personally gave the general Mengbai a Qiushui Yanling knife, and then said, "When peace comes back from the edict, I will solve the battle robes with the soldiers."

　　 That scene, don't just feel too comfortable.

　　 Gonggong Zhao has served Emperor Feng Feng for several decades, and he knows some of his majesty's preferences, and he said, "On the day of the triumph of the general, your majesty will reward the Qiushui Yanling Sword. It is also good."

"You do not understand."

　　 Yuan Fengdi shook his head regretfully, "This is a poem for expedition. If you read it again when the army triumphs, it's somewhat contrary to peace."

　　 "Then Lord Zhou will do another song?"

　　 Zhao Gong is fair.

　　 Yuan Fengdi's eyes lit up, and he shook his head, "Good poetry, you can make it by saying that you can do it. Let's not mention it, let's get today's memorial."

　　The words are divided into two parts, some are happy and the others are sad.

　　Although the emperor's reward did not make Zhou Shu rich, it was a little depressing, but Zhou Shu quickly left these behind. It did not have much impact on his mood.

　　 But the other person is in a bad mood.

　　 "The boy surnamed Zhou has developed a new weapon?"

　　 Zhu Mansion, Zhu Chuanfeng said with a surprised look, "That kid, really a genius for casting soldiers?"

　　 "Real goods at a fair price!"

　　 Zhu Chuanzhi said solemnly, "Although the Division of Casting Soldiers blocked the news, I have checked with Xiao Bufan. He indeed lost to Zhou Shu in casting standard weapons."

　　 "Now, no one in the Division of Casting Soldiers will doubt that he is a genius for casting soldiers, and I think that in the next issue of Tianji Villa's standard weapon spectrum, these weapons will definitely be on the list."

　　 "By then, he will probably be the world's number one apprentice soldier, right?"

　　 "Huh, the world's number one apprentice for casting soldiers is just an apprentice for casting soldiers."

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng coldly snorts disdainfully.

　　 This famous head was made by Zhu Chuanzhi himself. In fact, there is no such thing as the world's number one apprentice, a master or a master.

　　 "The boy surnamed Zhou is really a genius for founding soldiers, so I can't let him go. Hold him in my hand, that's a money maker."

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng muttered to himself.

　　 "Big Brother, don't you want to sue your old man to return to your hometown and retreat from the military casting world?"

　　 Zhu Chuanzhi was puzzled, "Have you mastered him? Is it that important?"

"You do not understand."

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng shook his head and said, "Although we seem to have made some money over the years, we have spent more. Once I stop, our savings alone will not last long."

　　 "The boy surnamed Zhou has developed four, no, five standard weapons. If the ownership of these five standard weapons is held in their hands, they will continue to make money. Then, we will be able to sit back and relax."

　　 "But isn't the ownership of standard weapons belong to the workshop?"

　　 Zhu Chuanzhi said puzzledly.

　　 "That's an apprentice for casting soldiers! If he is the apprentice of the master casting soldiers, then naturally it will be different. The casting soldiers must surrender the benefits!"

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng said confidently.

　　 Zhu Chuanzhi doesn't understand this, he doesn't care, anyway, he has his elder brother.

　　 "Brother, what shall we do now?"

　　Originally, if Zhou Shu was deprived of his identity as the chief of Workshop Zero this time, Zhu Chuanfeng would be able to come forward and continue to solicit him.

　　 But now, instead of losing his seat as the head of Workshop No. 0, Zhou Shu is sitting more securely.

　　 Now Zhu Chuanfeng is going to collect disciples, I am afraid he will have to touch his nose.

　　 "It can't be delayed any longer. Once the standard weapon spectrum of Tianji Villa is announced, more people will follow him by that time."

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng groaned, "Since the kid surnamed Zhou makes a toast and doesn't eat or drink fine wine, I can't blame me!"

　　 "Chuanzhi, you are like this..."

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng lowered his voice and whispered something in Zhu Chuanzhi's ear.

　　 "I love casting soldiers, and casting soldiers makes me happy——"

　　 Zhou Shu hummed a little tune that didn't tune, and waved the big hammer in his hand.

　　 plus the Qiushui Yanling Sword, there are already five weapons on the map of the gods.

　　 Tiger Ben knife, Bailianhuan first knife, Chop Sabre, Xiuchun knife, these four weapons have been fully used.

　　 Qiushui Yanling knife is a latecomer. At present, Zhou Shu has only cast two of them. The distance is full, which is far away.

　　 But Zhou Shu is not in a hurry now, anyway, with the four knives in front, he is already constantly getting stronger, this Qiu Shui Yan Ling knife, just take it slow.

　　 He is now thinking about how to promote this Qiu Shui Yan Ling knife.

　　 For Zhou Shu, casting weapons is very important, but more important is how to make the weapons he casts work.

　　 If weapons cannot be delivered to the right person, how can they cause a kill?

　　 If there is no kill, there will be no feedback on the map of the gods, and these weapons are equivalent to waste.

　　 Some of the weapons cast by the Division of Casting Soldiers are directly equipped for those armies, while some require the Division of Casting Soldiers to sell them in the army.

　　 Zhou Shu didn't know that Emperor Feng Yuan had assigned Qiushui Yanling Sword to be useful. He was still thinking about which army would have more fighters and how could they buy Qiushui Yanling Sword.

　　 "It's a pity that Sun Gongping has gone with the army, otherwise, you can ask him to help introduce his father."

　　 Zhou Shu stroked his chin and thought.

　　Sun Gongping, his father is the Great Xia Weiyuanhou, commanding the Weiyuan Army in the Protectorate Army, and is also a fighting force. It is also good to sell the Qiushui Yanling Knife to him~www.mtlnovel.com~.

　　 After all, Zhou Shu's foundation is too shallow, even if he has already made some people, but the military-Chinese relationship is still too little.

　　 just wants to sell his weapons, but there is not much way.

　　 "The exposure rate is still not high enough."

　　 Zhou Shu said in his heart, it's better to cast the army, and the weapons in the product are all people who come to the door to ask the caster to cast.

　　 It's like a standard weapon. After it is cast, it has to find a way to sell it. If no army is willing to use it, the workshop will just cut it off and stop casting it.

　　 This is also one of the reasons why few casters are willing to develop improved standard weapons.

　　Because it is meaningless, the upper limit of the power of standard weapons is just like that. It is the casting division, and it is impossible to increase the power too much.

　　 It took a long time to improve a new weapon, but no one used it. Isn't that a waste of effort?

　　With that time, how about casting a new weapon, making money, and making fame, why not do it?

　　 Unless the standard weapon is good enough to be actively scrambled, but who else knows whether the standard weapon developed by his No. 0 Workshop is good?

　　 At least there must be a chance to show his weapons so that others can see his weapons, so you have to take the initiative to sell them.

　　 Compared with other workshop owners, Zhou Shu has a stronger willingness to sell weapons, not only because of the task pressure of the Division of Casting Soldiers, but also because of the feedback from the Shenbing Atlas.

　　The forged weapons can't be sold. How can he earn the rewards of the God Soldier Atlas?

　　Without the reward of the God Soldier Atlas, how can he become stronger?

　　 It really doesn't matter whether money is or not. What's important is that he doesn't want to let his efforts idle.

　　How can weapons that are hard-casted in the warehouse be placed in dust? Isn't this a waste?

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