Chapter 2803
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"Rouen, when did you become so useless?" "You can't even make a simple magic tool? Is our request that hard to fulfill? "Chen Zhao reprimanded Rouen Faxben.
His and West's requirements weren't too high, right?
Was it really that hard to fulfill?
It matched the weapons of the ancient Greeks.
It could glow and give people pressure.
It could trigger wind, water, thunder, fire, and so on.
It didn't need to be too big. After all, they wanted to use it to film exploratory shows, not supernatural ones.
They also didn't want to use it to create panic.
"President, apart from the glow, the other requirements are hard to fulfill. You even want to gather them on one thing. I think I'm pretty good, but I'm not invincible yet."
Chen Zhao pursed his lips in disdain. "Last time, when I gave you an alchemy book, you said that you were confident you could become the best alchemist in half a year. There's not much time left. I feel like you're still far from being the best alchemist."
"One of them!" Rouen added. "Also, where did you get that alchemy book? Some of the materials needed for alchemy are unheard of. That's why my progress is slower than planned. "
Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. He'd gotten that alchemy book from the chief alchemist of his territory in Hell, Feldt Nitack.
Most of the alchemy spells recorded in the alchemy books were unique to the Infernal Realm.
Naturally, most of the materials needed were from Hell.
It would be strange if Rouen Faxi could get it.
"Also, it's a bit difficult to make a magic tool that matches the ancient Greeks' taste."
"The style is also difficult?"
"The appearance of the magic tool also needs to match the alchemy array and rune," Rouen said. Rouen Faxben said, "That's also why there's such a huge difference in the style of magic props between different countries. It's because every country or civilization has a huge difference in their magic civilization. It's very difficult to create something that matches the standard of the Huaxia supernatural world but has the same function as the European supernatural world."
Rouen Farseben looked at Chen Zhao helplessly. "I know nothing about ancient Greek alchemy. I don't even know ancient Greek. It's almost impossible to create a magic tool that fits the requirements in such a short time." Rouen Farseben looked at Chen Zhao helplessly.
Chen Zhao felt a headache coming on.
Originally, he thought that Rouen Fasiben would have the least problems.
His request wasn't that high, right?
He wasn't asking him to create a Divine Artifact.
He didn't even need it to be powerful.
To put it bluntly, Chen Zhao's requests were just to lighten the mood.
In actual combat, it was not much stronger than a fire stick.
But even so, Rouen Faxi still had a headache.
Time waits for no one.
The communication with SC TV was almost done.
The filming would start in two days.
After many investigations, Chen Zhao and West had already locked onto a deserted island in the Mexican sea.
There are some ancient ruins on that deserted island.
The natives along the coast also spread some specious legends.
They planned to use the program's production team to process and package those legends.
Steer the conversation toward the Olympian myth.
Of course, they also discussed that this was the American continent.
It was a Pacific Ocean away from the Olympian myths.
The civilization and culture of the two were not in the same system.
Therefore, it was impossible to directly name the Olympian Mythology.
It was just a specious point of view.
Moreover, myths and legends had a lot of literary elements to begin with.
Therefore, many illogical things could resonate with people as long as they were explained properly.
But now, they lacked this important prop.
It would greatly reduce the effect of the show.
It was fine if the effect was greatly reduced.
Their original intention was to attract the English gang.
If they couldn't achieve this effect, all their previous investments would be for nothing.
As for the final success or failure of the show, Chen Zhao didn't really care.
Chen Zhao thought for a moment and took out his black trident.
"What do you think of this?" Chen Zhao asked.
Rouen Faxben was stunned for a moment.
Of course, he knew that this was Chen Zhao's weapon.
But Chen Zhao rarely took out his own weapon.
Rouen Faxi reached out to take the black trident.
But before his palm could touch it, a great feeling of terror surged into his heart.
Before his hand stopped, he was already grabbing the black trident.
The next moment, a terrifying power spread from his fingers to his entire body.
Rouen Faxiben was sent flying.
He was still coughing up blood in the air.
Then his body smashed through the wall and he fell from the second floor.
Chen Zhao hurriedly put away the black trident. The moment he jumped down, he checked on Rouen Faxi's situation.
There were also quite a few people who heard the noise and looked down.
They saw Rouen Faxi's terrible state and Chen Zhao jumping down.
He had thought that Rouen had done something to piss Chen Zhao off and had been thrown down the stairs.
Rouen Faxi was in a terrible state. All his bones were broken.
When Chen Zhao helped Rouen up, his entire body was limp.
He wouldn't die, but if there were no accidents, he wouldn't be able to escape paralysis.
Chen Zhao chuckled bitterly. He could only take responsibility for his own trouble.
Rouen Faxi couldn't say anything either.
He knew that Chen Zhao didn't do it on purpose.
But he was the first one to break the record.
He was the first to be heavily injured by Chen Zhao.
"Rouen, it's fine. Just lie down for half a month. You won't die and there won't be any side effects."
"President … Can you not take out such a dangerous thing next time?" Rouen Faxi wanted to cry.
He should've known that Chen Zhao could use it as a weapon.
Let's not talk about the quality first. At the very least, its lethality was definitely not comparable to ordinary weapons.
As expected, he didn't even touch it and almost died.
Luckily, he reacted quickly and only suffered "light injuries" with all his bones broken.
"I promise. Speaking of which, can that weapon be used as the Sea King's trident? If I paint it gold, it should work, right? It can also control water. "
Rouen Faxi really wanted to yell, "I'm already so injured. Can we not talk about this?"
"President, can you suppress the black trident's aura? If you take it out, just the pressure alone will make a normal person have a heart attack within a hundred meters. You can't even get a normal person to take a panoramic view of your weapon with a camera. "
"Uh … I can't do that …"
Chen Zhao was helpless too. Ever since Old Turtle had modified this thing, it had changed.
Ever since Old Turtle modified this thing, even Chen Zhao couldn't control it completely.
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