"Perhaps I can help you make metal weapons." Ye Chong's plain words were like a bomb in the quiet room.
"Are you telling the truth?" Even someone as experienced as Sang De couldn't keep his composure. His eyes flashed with unparalleled fervor. Metal weapons might be common in the outside world, but it was rare to see them here. With metal weapons, the Sang Family Village's strength could be greatly improved in a short time.
Sang De had been the village head for many years, and had always been thinking of ways to increase the survival of his people. Unfortunately, no one could understand the technology of their ancestors. How could Old Sang De not be at a loss when this rare opportunity presented itself?
Could it be that the heavens had taken pity on him? Was this the hope of the Sang Family's revival? Old Sang De muttered to himself, his hands clasped together, his face full of devotion.
As for Sang Pu and Sang Ling, they were completely dumbfounded. They stared at Ye Chong, unable to believe that this inconspicuous man could say something so shocking.
Ye Chong touched the fine spiral pattern on his bitterwood spear, as if he did not notice the three of them. In fact, Ye Chong was not being kind. He was not that compassionate. He spoke these words after much thought. His survival was directly linked to the rise and fall of the Sang Family Village. For his own sake, he needed to improve the Sang Family Village's strength.
Besides, Ye Chong had another thought. If he wanted to find a new energy source, it would be difficult to do it alone. Speaking of the strange planet, was there anyone more familiar with it than the Sang Family Village?
Ye Chong also thought of a problem that he could not ignore. The Red Sea was sensitive to metal, and the Coxcomb's chances of escaping were too low. However, the Coxcomb had enough food and water, enough for Zhu Ling, Lian Yue and Little Rock to survive for a long time. As for Mu and Shang, he did not need to eat, and would only fall into a deep sleep when the energy was depleted. However, the energy cells on the Coxcomb should be enough for him to use for a long time. No one knew better than Ye Chong how many energy cells were stored on the Coxcomb.
It was very likely that Mu and Shang were trapped in the Red Sea. If he could make enough full-skeleton mechs, no, not just mechs, but full-skeleton spaceships that could fly in space. Ye Chong believed that by searching the entire Red Sea, the chances of finding the Coxcomb would be greatly increased.
No matter what, he could not abandon Mu and Shang. Ye Chong's conviction was unshakable. He remembered the time when the cosmic brilliance arrived, when Mu had taken him on a space jump despite the low success rate, in order to save him from the trash planet.
The relationship between Mu and Shang was no longer that of a mech pilot and a mech pilot. For them, Ye Chong would not hesitate to sacrifice his life. At the same time, Ye Chong knew that if he was in danger, even if there was only a one in a million chance that Mu and Shang could save him, Mu and Shang would do it. Even Shang, who usually looked like a joker and never looked serious, was the same.
Of course, the plan would be troublesome to implement, and Ye Chong was not sure if it would work. However, Ye Chong still intended to do it. If he did it, he might not succeed. But if he didn't do it, he wouldn't have any chance at all.
It was not the first time he had to make a choice like this. He knew what he should choose.
After a full five minutes, Ye Chong saw that the three of them seemed to have recovered from the shock, and spoke slowly, "Don't be too happy yet. I did not conduct a survey here, so I don't know if there are suitable metal ores here. Besides, I have conditions. "
Ye Chong had to thank the old men in Aurora. If it were not for their solid foundation, he would not have dared to make such a bold claim. There were no magnetic separators here, no metal extractors here. To smelt metals in this primitive environment, one must have a deep understanding of the principles of metal smelting. However, all of this was built on the premise that they could find metal ores. Without metal ores, everything was just like the moon in the water.
Old Sang De spoke seriously, "Ye, tell us your conditions. We will try our best to fulfill them."
Sang Ling's expression was a mixture of disdain and disdain. She did not expect this guy to be such a snob. Sang Pu did not think much of it, but he did not show it on his face.
Ye Chong pretended not to see Sang Ling's expression. In fact, he really did not care. There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and he had no obligation to help them. Besides, Ye Chong did not feel that he was taking advantage of the other party.
Ye Chong said plainly, "I need the Sang family to do three things for me. I haven't decided what they are yet, I'll let you know when the time comes." He had only wanted to say one thing, but for some reason, he suddenly thought of Shang. If it were him, he would surely demand an exorbitant price. Because of this, Ye Chong added the one thing that was on the tip of his tongue to three.
"Okay." Old Sang De didn't hesitate and agreed without hesitation.
Ye Chong took a look at the village head. "Think carefully. The things I want you to do are dangerous, and will require a lot of manpower."
Old Sang De took a long look at Ye Chong. "The Sang family has waited for 500 years without any hope. Now, we finally see a glimmer of hope. No matter how dangerous it is, the Sang family will not let this hope slip away from us."
Ye Chong did not say anything, but he was secretly impressed by the old man's decisiveness.
Sang Pu's eyes were also burning with passion. Ye Chong did not know how helpless and resentful they were of their lives. Now that there was a chance, how could he let it go?
"Alright, then we have a deal," Ye Chong said calmly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"Aren't you afraid that we'll go back on our word?" Sang Ling saw Ye Chong's arrogance, and could not help but blurt it out. She immediately regretted it.
Ye Chong did not speak, but his eyes suddenly turned cold, and a sharp killing intent flashed across his eyes. Go back on their word? If they did, Ye Chong would make them regret it.
Ye Chong did not say anything, but the temperature in the room plummeted. The bone-chilling cold made the three of them feel like they were in winter, and the chill crept up their spines. The three of them could not help but feel their hearts skip a beat. Every Sang family member had fought countless wild beasts in their youth, and were very sensitive to this kind of killing intent.
However, this was the first time they had encountered such a strong killing intent! Even a giant three-eyed octopus could not have such a strong killing intent!
This level of killing intent could not be cultivated by killing one person. How many people had this guy killed? Sang Pu could not help but look at the dagger in his hand. The cold touch of the dagger made Sang Pu's heart skip a beat.
He had thought that he had encountered an angel, but it was a god of death!
Old Sang De's expression changed slightly, and he smiled bitterly to himself. He did not know if his decision was right or wrong. Since ancient times, those who sold themselves to the devil had never had a good ending. He also did not know what his decision would bring to the Sang family.
No matter how strong these 100,000 people were, they were no match for a mech, much less an advanced mech like Han Jia. This was the power of technology.
Old Sang De said solemnly, "The Sang family has always kept our promises. We will not go back on our word. I swear in the name of the ancestors of the Sang family, if you have any requests from us in the future, the Sang family will not shirk. If we break our promise, the Sang family will forever be destroyed. "
Sang Pu and Sang Ling's expressions changed. Sang Ling looked regretful. She did not expect that her slip of the tongue would make the family leader swear on the ancestor's oath. In the Sang family, swearing in the name of the ancestors was a very serious matter. It represented the greatest authority and the most important oath, and no one could go back on it.
Ye Chong did not feel anything about the oath. To him, oaths were not trustworthy, and strength was the best guarantee.
"Hmm, there's no rush. Wait until I make it into a metal weapon." Ye Chong's nonchalant tone made Sang Ling grit her teeth in anger, but she did not dare to speak now. She had said something wrong just now, and forced Grandpa Sang De to swear on the ancestor's oath. She regretted it so much that she wanted to kill herself.
"If you need help, sir, anyone in the Sang family is at your disposal," Old Sang De said eagerly. If there were people around, and if they could learn the technique, it would be the best deal. Old Sang De changed from "Ye" to "sir" again, but Ye Chong did not bother to correct him.
Ye Chong suddenly picked up the bitterwood spear beside him and asked, "Who designed the spiral pattern on this spear?" Ye Chong had thought that the spiral pattern was natural, but when he held it in his hands, he felt that it was man-made.
The three of them were surprised. Sang Pu said, "This was carved by Sang Fan, is there something wrong with it?"
"Oh, then let him be my assistant." Someone who could come up with a design like this must be a good fellow.
Sang Pu said awkwardly, "He was injured today, I think he'll need some time to recover."
So it was the injured fellow from earlier. Ye Chong said indifferently, "Then we'll talk about it when he recovers." He still needed some time to familiarize himself with life here.
Using someone from the Sang family as his assistant was the result of Ye Chong's careful consideration. It would be helpful for his future work. There were many things that he did not need to do himself, as this assistant could do them well.
Without Mu and Shang, Ye Chong was like a child without support, and had to start experimenting on his own.
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