My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 438

Chapter 438: It's cracked, repair the divine gun! 【2 more】

The sudden silence spread, and the entire hall was filled with deathly silence.

Ye Xingli thought that the way he got up must be wrong, so he decided to go back and sleep again, then get up again and open his eyes.

He thought so, so he did it.

"Come back and get up again a hundred times, and nothing will change in what you hear." Ye Banlan crossed his arms, "Don't be stupid."

Ye Xingli: "..."

He stopped and turned around, rubbing his ears: "Sorry, who are you?"

Yan Tingfeng smiled gently: "Director of Bureau 723."

"Dong-"

Ye Xingli fell onto the sofa, the highlight of his life lost in his eyes.

Why did he meet the Director of Bureau 723 in Hokuriku? !

But shouldn't the director of Bureau 723 be an old man?

When did the director of Bureau 723 change, without even a hint of news from the outside world?

Ye Xingli felt that Yan Tingfeng's face was perfect and great.

So great that if the owner of this face was engaged in art and entertainment, he would think that Yan Tingfeng must be the king in this field, unrivaled by anyone.

But, tell him now that Yan Tingfeng is the director of Bureau 723? !

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!

Ye Pianlan said calmly: "You said yesterday that if you encounter people from Bureau 723 again to rush you, you must use laser cannons to blast them out."

"I..." Ye Xingli couldn't retrieve his memory and opened his eyes.

"I also feel that it's really unkind for them to urge you over and over again, so I specially invited the director to listen." Ye Banlan sat down and poured a cup of tea, "If you have any opinions, you can tell him directly."

Yan Tingfeng nodded matter-of-factly, with a gentle tone, like spring breeze turning into rain: "Mr. Ye, you can tell me whatever difficulties you have."

Ye Xingli was silent again.

He just complained casually. If he really used a laser cannon to blast out the people in Bureau 723, the consequences would be disastrous.

But who would have thought that Sister YN would directly bring the director of Bureau 723 here.

Sister YN's connections are really a mystery.

"I'm going to see Faruk's progress." Ye Banlan nodded slightly towards the two of them, "You guys talk."

"Don't worry, Xiao Wan." Yan Tingfeng rested his head on his hands, "We won't fight."

Ye Xingli was still slumped on the sofa. It wasn't until Ye Tuanlan left that he suddenly felt something was wrong: "Wait a minute, who is the director?!"

Yan Tingfeng raised his head and glanced at him lightly: "Me, but you can't call me that."

Ye Xingli: "..."

Casting Room.

More than a dozen stoves were burning red and the temperature was extremely high.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Farouk held a sledgehammer and hit the gold and silver secret iron again and again.

He stayed up all night, and after more than ten hours of tempering, all the impurities in the gold, silver, and mystite were removed, and the luster became even more dazzling.

Ye Tuanlan stepped forward: "Mr. Farooq, drink a glass of water and rest."

"Miss Ye is here." Farouk wiped the sweat from his head, "Hey, what does this mean? We blacksmiths are strong. I can stay up for three days and three nights in a row."

"You are young now and can overdraw, but what about ten years from now?" Ye Banlan said calmly, "The damage to the body is irreversible. Even with medication, it cannot be restored to its peak."

Faruk was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he said easily: "I understand what Miss Ye said, but who in our line of work wouldn't take advantage of their youth? If a magic weapon can be forged, even if So what if I die?"

After finishing speaking, he waved to Ye Banlan enthusiastically: "Miss Ye, the quality of this piece of gold and silver mystic iron is higher than that of the gold and silver mystic iron used to forge the divine power gun, and the possibility of repair is even higher. layer."

"Great!" Qingyun Pei was the first to shout, "Your Highness will be able to see Huo Shuai soon."

Shence Hufu also became excited: "Seriously? As long as the divine power gun is repaired, the general can come back?"

"It will definitely be possible." Yuluan Hairan was not convinced, but she still comforted Shence Hufu, "If Linyuan can come back, then Huo Shuai will definitely be able to come back."

Ye Banglan gently stroked the gold and silver secret iron: "But, you have encountered a difficult problem."

"You can't hide anything from Miss Ye. There are indeed some problems." Farooq exhaled slowly, "When I was repairing it, I discovered that the power gun was not just broken."

Ye Banlan raised his eyes: "What does it mean to be more than just broken?" "The word "magical weapons have spirits" came from China." Faruk said, "A spiritual weapon can cooperate with its owner. Better, and unavailable to anyone but its owner."

Ye Tuanlan nodded.

"I said that this powerful spear is not only broken, but its spirit is also dead." Faruk said solemnly, "Because it knows that its owner died on the battlefield to kill the enemy and will never wake up again. ”

After a pause, he continued: "If its spirit cannot come back to life, then even if I connect the broken spears together, it will not be a true divine weapon."

Ye Banglan was silent for a moment and whispered: "Let me talk to it."

She walked towards the divine power gun on the side, slowly squatted down and closed her eyes.

Although the Divine Power Spear cannot speak like Qingyun Pei, its spirit is stronger than Qingyun Pei, and it is not unable to sense its surroundings.

The next second, Faruk was keenly aware that the Divine Power Gun was different.

If the previous Divine Power Gun was full of lifeless energy, then the current Divine Power Gun has shed a lot of its lifeless energy. Although it is not completely invigorated, it is definitely not a dead thing anymore.

Faruk felt incredible: "Miss Ye, you..."

The reason why the Valentin family can be called a family of blacksmiths and has the title "Heaven and earth are furnaces, everything can be forged" is because the top blacksmiths in the family can communicate with weapons.

This kind of communication is not verbal communication in the materialistic sense, but allows the weapon to perceive the forger's thoughts during the casting process, thereby becoming a better weapon.

He had previously tried to communicate with the Divine Power Gun, but failed without exception.

"Okay." Ye Banlan smiled faintly, "You can repair it with peace of mind, it won't refuse."

Faruk looked at her blankly for a long time before he suddenly reacted: "Okay, Miss Ye."

Qingyun Pei was puzzled: "What did Her Royal Highness Princess say to the Divine Power Spear?"

"I told it—" Ye Banlan raised an eyebrow, "Do you want to fight the world again with your master?"

Shenwei Gun is naturally thought of.

Now, all she has to do is wait for Farouk to repair the powerful gun to determine whether her guess is true.

This side of the hall.

"Actually, this is the first time I have met Sister Y... Lan." Ye Xingli relaxed, "We used to communicate in the group, but Sister Lan suddenly disappeared for a few years. It is no exaggeration to say that in those few years, There was no one to help us deal with some of the trouble,"

Yan Tingfeng listened quietly.

Ye Xingli asked again: "Since you are also Sister Lan's friend, have you been in contact with Sister Lan in the four years since she disappeared?"

"Me?" Yan Tingfeng retracted his thoughts and smiled lightly, "I only met her last year."

"Well, I guess you don't know either." Ye Xingli shook his head, "We have known each other for six or seven years. In the past, when we were not social animals, friends in the same group would often make appointments to play games together. "

At this point, he sighed again.

Time passed too quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he had transcended his student days and entered the International Institute for Strategic Studies.

But luckily, none of them parted ways.

Yan Tingfeng smiled: "I think it will be a very good time."

"Yes." Ye Xingli sat up straight and said with a serious expression, "Actually, we have made some progress regarding the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies."

Hearing these words, Yan Tingfeng also frowned.

"Most people in the institute disagree with the 'foreign invasion hypothesis' put forward by the dean." Ye Xingli frowned, "If it was really an invasion from an alien civilization, how could it only invade China? And why did it suddenly disappear after the destruction of China? Right? According to the rules, they should directly occupy China."

Yan Tingfeng closed his eyes.

"So the clues have been broken here again." Ye Xingli said, "But don't worry, Director Yan, we will definitely not give up the investigation."

"Thank you." Yan Tingfeng chuckled.

"You're welcome, we are all friends of Sister Lan." Ye Xingli waved his hand, "Sister Lan is a loyal person, and it is only right to do things for her."

Yan Tingfeng was noncommittal. He squinted his eyes slightly and thought casually.

Are they all friends?

He never heard Ye Turning the Tide call Ye Xingli "Xingxing".

In the afternoon, Farooq began to rest.

He left the foundry base to collect some ore resources, but was told that no new resources would be given to him without Valentino's permission.

Unless he agrees to Valentino's request and becomes Valentino's royal caster, from now on all his works must bear Valentino's name.

"Faruk, how are you thinking about it?" Valentino smiled, "If you think about it, you're ready to do it."

Faruk looked coldly: "You are dreaming!"

"Faruk, the reason why the outside world praises you and calls you a genius is because your surname is Valentino." Valentino was condescending and sarcastic, "Why don't you go out and take a look. If you leave the family, you won't have Valentino anymore." With the surname Lian Jing, who else will provide you with resources? IWC or the World Bank?”

Thank you for your support, see you tomorrow~~

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