"This thing is really amazing."
In the house, Fu Qingjun plugged in the ahoge remote control and played with a new model of Quetzalcoatlus.
"The new version of Quetzalcoatlus has been integrated with the structure of the witches and is more rubber-like …"
The finger-sized Quetzalcoatlus was already very huge compared to a normal ant-like life form, but when it expanded, it could become the size of a long banana and fly in the sky.
Fu Qingjun even tried to fill its stomach with water to test its flight capacity.
Poof!
The Feathered Serpent God spat out a mouthful of water onto the desk.
"It's quite fun."
Fu Qingjun was amazed. A portable biological airship?
No wonder the super-small Witch World Sand Table regarded it as a race of rain!
Every time he took out a new species, Fu Qingjun was always full of pride because his hair could really create new species and create synthetic monsters!
"Although I really am a synthetic intelligent monster, building a Demon Kingdom Sand Table in the ruins and building an extraordinary world, but … something that looks quite simple is actually interpreted as traveling through time and space."
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "People in this world also think that I have returned to the prehistoric era hundreds of thousands of years ago, and it has been passed on from one to another …"
"Even the indigenous Yudura believes it …"
That's poisonous!
Of course, Fu Qingjun had a bold idea about Quetzalcoatlus.
That street performer, can't he put a torch in front of his mouth and spit out flames?
Then wouldn't it be possible to put a super-small gas tank in the stomach of Quetzalcoatlus?
"Fireball?" Fu Qingjun thought it was not bad.
It was dinner time, and he still had to eat.
Fu Qingjun walked downstairs and met a few neighbors who came downstairs together and greeted him.
"Leader Fu!"
"Hello, Leader Fu!"
Fu Qingjun nodded and smiled.
But in his heart, he thought that although it was not very cool to call him deputy leader, he was still in charge of a small town or sect.
He had to admit that he was the weakest among the martial artists of the Devil's Muscles Gang.
Even the muscles were inflated.
It was so out of tune with the fighting style of this group of muscular brothers, each of whom was more than 1.9 meters tall.
Little Loud Mouth was 1.86m tall …
Previously, he had been standing on a small stool in the room to look down on her.
Only an ordinary person like Li Mo, who was a dance teacher, could compete with him at a height of 1.7 meters.
"If I practice martial arts and reach the Bone Realm, it should be able to promote my second growth." Fu Qingjun calculated in his heart. By that time, he should be at least 1.9 meters.
Don't be fooled by the muscles he drew now. Sooner or later, it would grow into the original owner's body.
Although he was cultivating the Spirit Witchcraft, he would not have such exaggerated muscles. He reckoned that he could only be considered fit.
"However, from the looks of the others, I don't look any different. I'm still hiding it well. Then why … were you so surprised when you saw me just now?"
Outside the corridor, under the dusky night sky, there were scattered black street lights. Commuters on bicycles occasionally passed by, giving off the vibe of an old-fashioned movie.
Several shops in the cement buildings on both sides were also chatting.
There were a few customers in the shop. When they saw Fu Qingjun, they greeted the gang leader a few times and even smiled as they handed him fruits.
"Thank you, but no need."
Fu Qingjun smiled as he habitually refused.
He was also moved by the prestige of his predecessor in the neighborhood. Everyone liked to give him things from door to door. The old grandpas and old ladies on the street also liked him.
Glancing at the black car again, Fu Qingjun could not help but laugh. "Those people over there are still dreaming. They're passionately discussing the possibility of reaching the fourth realm with Yudura. They're doing scientific research and won't even come out to eat."
"Those guys who are passionately working and won't come out."
"The experts and professors of this world are still extremely dedicated and passionate."
Soon, he arrived at a noodle shop diagonally downstairs. It was the renovated Miao Chuntang staff cafeteria.
Little Loud Mouth, Bai Yu, and even Qin Hong and Li Mo were already here.
At each of the dining tables, there were also various tall and muscular martial artists, who were also laughing and eating.
Days like this. It was actually quite harmonious.
The era was in the era of the steam machine revolution, the conflict between the martial arts reformists and conservatives. If it wasn't for him establishing the Ant Exploration Team to explore the ruins of Earth in another world, explore the map, and save the survivors …
Living here was also not bad.
At the very least, this world was relatively pure and clear. Everyone guarded the chastity.
But he still had to save people.
Although he was taken by the ancient ship to a parallel universe and his people were safe, he couldn't just stay out of trouble …
Not to mention that he also wanted to know what happened on Earth during the apocalypse. It would be great if he could communicate.
"How's the business?"
Soon, Fu Qingjun got rid of his thoughts, sat down in his seat and asked: "The clock is good. Is there anything strange?"
Every day at this time, Fu Qingjun would be managing the gang.
After all, he was usually exploring the ruins.
"The situation is very good."
At the dining table, Li Mo skillfully took out the account book and reported in detail:
"Today's pocket watches and music boxes are selling well. Their prices are skyrocketing day by day. Some people are even interested in our membership cards, saying that the style is very unique, and they want to buy them alone …"
"It is said that the aristocrats and powerful families in the Central District have begun to become popular with our clocks, which has become a fashion trend …"
"Of course, they are also beginning to be jealous of our business, but Big Brother, you are already a Great Grandmaster, so we don't have to be afraid. The powerful families have a deep foundation, and there are indeed many Grandmasters, but Grandmasters are also the limit … They will not offend a young Grandmaster. Negotiating business and winning over is their usual style."
"After all, the Western Knight families and the Eastern martial arts families all like to find some young martial arts Grandmasters from the outside world to improve their family bloodlines."
…
Fu Qingjun listened carefully. It was already on the right track.
Four to five hundred taels of silver a day was a huge profit, which was equivalent to half a month's income of the gang.
It was even more profitable than the Ten Swords Society next door, which controlled the train station.
"VIP membership cards are not for sale alone … follow the normal procedure." Fu Qingjun said: "As for other people who are jealous, don't worry."
Fu Qingjun knew that there would definitely be obstacles. No matter what era it was, if he wanted to develop, he would definitely touch other people's cake.
But he believed in his speed of development.
At most, he would split a few layers of profits. He was a business with no capital … there was too much room.
"I understand those who want to buy the membership card alone. I also like the membership card. The music is very special, and it's full of fighting spirit!"
Little Loud Mouth said, "Our brothers have been training in martial arts recently, and they all like to fight with the sound of the membership card! They said that under their own gang's battle song, they won't lose! "
"Yeah, very good." Fu Qingjun responded to Little Loud Mouth with a smile. He felt that it was just as he thought, the gang's corporate culture had begun to condense.
"The neighboring Ten Blade Society is very jealous." Little Loud Mouth said happily: "But they can't do anything about it. They can only stare at us and ask around about our supply."
Fu Qingjun asked again: "What are they doing?"
"What could they possibly do?"
Bai Yu was full of disdain: "A group of people who turned into merchants have already lost the bravery of a martial artist. They never dared to fight with us Miao Chuntang people. If it wasn't for their little tricks and tricks in the ring …"
He was still indignant and held a grudge against the Ten Blade Society.
"Don't worry, everything will develop slowly." Fu Qingjun poured wine for Little Loud Mouth, Bai Yu, and Qin Hong, and said with a smile: "Drink well, strive to break through to the Grandmaster realm, one faction with three Grandmasters."
The three nodded. There were thousands of words of gratitude that they didn't know how to express.
This wine was very effective in strengthening one's spirit.
At this rate, there was hope for them to become Grandmaster.
At night, they drank Ant Wine for lunch, and in the late night cafeteria, they ate Snail Rice Noodles.
Fu Qingjun planned to gradually build a gang base.
"As for the possible inheritance of witchcraft …" Fu Qingjun looked at Li Mo, "Have you found the people I'm looking for?"
Li Mo nodded, "I've already found them among the relatives in the gang. They are young girls who seem to be intelligent and have high intelligence. I found five of them … They said that they can withstand the side effects and might not be able to get married and have children."
"It's normal not to get married and have children."
Little Loud Mouth scratched her head, "Most martial artists need to maintain their Primordial Yang to cultivate. It's the same for both men and women. Once they enter the profession, they need to be prepared. Unless they break through to Grandmaster or feel that they have no hope of improving their martial arts, they will only retire and get married and have children at the age of forty or fifty."
Most martial artists who enter the profession can't break through to Grandmaster, so they are prepared to be single until old age and then retire.
"Finding five is already very good. Remember to tell them to keep it a secret and tell outsiders that it's our gang's special martial arts." Fu Qingjun said: "Those people are the prototype of our gang's assassin hall."
After all, boys …
He didn't even consider the first batch of wizards for experimentation.
Snails are a matriarchal race. All the witches who previously replenished the pure souls of the snails will turn into snails.
Males may lose their male hormones and turn into girls …
Fu Qingjun didn't plan to give them too much of the snail transformation. He needs to observe them carefully … If it's a shallow snail transformation, then their skin will become moist and soft …
If it's too much, the side effects may also be great. For example, all kinds of exaggerated and distorted yoga movements, turning them into real snail girls … similar to demi-humans?
Elves? The kind of fishmen?
I still need to experiment.
But if that's the case, won't I also become a wizard in reality and secretly conduct all kinds of extraordinary transformation experiments?
Suddenly, the cafeteria door shook.
"Help!"
"Doctor Bai, help!"
A stretcher carrying a tall and strong man covered in blood rushed in.
The man's chest was bright red and blood kept flowing.
"Little Loud Mouth, help me get the toolbox and save him." Bai Yu stood up and quickly walked to the stretcher. When he saw the injured man's appearance, his brows sank.
The other martial artists also came over.
"Li Jihao?"
"Isn't that the second-in-command of the Ten Blade Clan?"
"Why is he covered in gunshot wounds?"
…
All the martial artists around him put down their bowls. They were all shocked and made a racket.
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