Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Li Yao deeply frowned.

At first sight, Zhao Tianchong made a good point. He thought about it and found it strange. He thought about reacting for half a day. Li Yao jumped to his feet:

“Zhao Tianchong, your statement is very problematic, equipped with better performance pharmacopoeia, the efficiency of hunting demonic beasts greatly improved, originally killed ten demonic beasts a day, now can kill fifteen, can not it also serve the purpose of training madly? Speaking of which, you're not expensive! ”

Zhao Tianchong's face blushed very rarely.

He does exaggerate a little.

Although the Holocaust does not encourage students to use the Divine Soldier's weapon when practicing in schools.

But coming out in action, on a crisis-ridden battlefield, Pharaoh's performance improves a little, which is of course a good thing.

No one would take their sword too sharply.

Zhao Tianchong explained with embarrassment:

“Mr. Li Yao, I want to say that a law is precious for hundreds of credits, and the big guy can accept biting teeth. ”

“But these basics are all consumables. In the fierce battle, we have to replace a new one at three to five. We can't spend hundreds more credits at three to five, can we? ”

“Even if the efficiency of killing demon beasts is increased by 10%, you can't earn it back! ”

“Exactly! ”

The sword cultivators have joined forces, which is the most critical factor.

If the price is right, who doesn't want to equip a more powerful pharmacopoeia?

The point is, demon beasts are so hard to wrap up, some like golden nail roaches, wearing hard crusts, some bones are so hard, and some bodies are filled with corrosive fluids.

In the fight with demonic beasts, the near-war treasure took less than a few days. Often, the blade collapsed, the sword burst, and was corroded with rust marks, making it difficult to use.

Everyone is a shy college student in their bags. Every cent has been saved so hard. If one-off consumption is OK, pay a few percent more every three to five years, who can bear it!

Zhao Tian smiled bitterly.

“Mr. Li Yao, I told you the truth. Don't look at us martial arts students going out on missions to earn fast credit, but there are many places to spend credit. ”

“Not to mention the fact that all the Martial Arts professors have killed people without blood, and the fact that we don't blink often means that we have to spend a lot of credits to retrain. ”

“Let's just say that we were injured in training, go to medical students to help, and their knives are shining brightly, one by one! ”

“So, we have to work it out! ”

After a pause, he said:

“However, these magic treasures you refined are really good. If the price can be reduced by 30%, it will be a big deal. If no one else tells you, I will buy a chainsaw sword first! ”

“Yeah, everything is good. I love this axe too. It's just too expensive. If it's 25% cheaper, I'll bite my teeth and buy it! ”

Another five-sized classmate, with a battle axe, loved to say.

Li Yao blinked his eyes. He could hear it. This time everyone was telling the big truth.

Imagine, a battle knife costs hundreds of credits. If you can use it for a year and a half, bite your teeth and bear it.

But this stuff is expendable. If you are unlucky in battle, encounter a demonic beast with particularly hard bones, or particularly corrosive, it will be scrapped at once!

Li Yao refined these swords, although their performance is greatly improved, it is not possible to fight for three or five days in a row without loss.

In that case, the price is really expensive.

But Li Yao also had a hard time.

A near-war treasure sells 800 credits, with little net gain, mostly at cost.

Needless to say, purchasing an original French treasure for retrofitting costs hundreds of credits.

Plus all kinds of precious raw materials, one piece of Falbao earns up to 1 or 2 percent net.

In order to reach 30,000 points, it is necessary to continuously rotate day and night and retrofit hundreds of pieces of Fa Bao.

Don't say that the price is 30% lower, that is 20% lower, only dozens of credits can be earned for a single item, which is really not going to earn 30,000 points until the monkey months.

Li Yaoqian felt that he seemed to have gone the wrong way.

He still prefers the hand-workshop-style refiner model of 40,000 years ago.

Thousands of hammers are refined, carefully thought out and handcrafted to produce a fairly beautiful and slightly more powerful formula.

But the refining efficiency is terribly low. It takes at least a day or two to complete a finished product. Some structures are complicated, and it will take three or four days.

And now, when refining low-grade magic treasures, the Humanist sect has long adopted a large industrial model, batch refining, extremely efficient.

Once the production is up, the cost can be kept very low.

Perhaps this massive amount of refined fabric is not the most powerful performance.

But value for money, definitely the best.

This is the perfect refining model for a very expensive Low Phantom.

“Efficiency, the key is efficiency! ”

Li Yao suddenly realized.

“I use the idea of refining boutiques to refine consumables, it takes a day or two to convert a ‘beautiful’ consumable, so inefficient, of course it doesn't work! ”

“But the true boutique, the kind that can kill the demon god with one knife, is it something I can refine with a small gas refining period of five layers? ”

Thinking about it, Li Yao asked with anticipation:

“Where's the sticky bomb? This thing is inexpensive and powerful, it's my fist product! ”

This time, it's Mount Rutet's turn to talk.

“Li Yao classmate, the sticky bomb is really good. It is very targeted to demonic beasts wearing strong exoskeletons, but it is too complicated to use. It would be embarrassing not to pay attention to it and stick it in your hands. ”

“We don't have the incredible speed of hands and finger agility you can unwittingly hang so many sticky bombs on the shell of a demonic beast! ”

Li Yao foolishly found himself making a second mistake.

When refining a sticky bomb, he inadvertently placed himself at the user's point of view.

And not only did he exercise incredible hand speed in high-intensity repairs, but he also practiced the ancient magic of Thousand Fingers Flexible Bones, which specializes in enhancing finger flexibility and flexibility!

Normally, the fixer's fingers are not as flexible as he is, and his hands are not as fast.

Mucus bombs are too complicated for them to use, and in high-intensity combat, they stick to themselves without paying attention.

In a nutshell, this is a kind of Fabao dedicated to Li Yao, which is difficult for others to use.

Li Yao lowered his head and had some spicy tingling on his cheek.

“Brother Peng is right, to be a good refiner, you need to go through a lot of battle, be a good warrior first, understand what kind of Fabao is popular in battle to be most practical! ”

“I created these beautiful looking fabrics by closing my doors on the university campus because of my lack of field experience. ”

“These Fabo paper data are beautiful and perform very well when tested. ”

“But as soon as we got to the battlefield, problems came to light. ”

“In action, I need a lot of action! ”

“In action, sharpen your combat skills and become a true warrior before you know how to refine a popular pharmacopoeia! ”

……

Three days later, Qingze City Eastern Business District.

Between the broken walls, Li Yao had no expression on his face, his eyes were glistening, and he confronted a demonic beast.

Over the past three days, the situation has changed dramatically.

A large number of realtors arrived, even many students in the Waste War Yard heard the news, and returned early to school, killing a wave to the battlefield.

Every day, there are several round-trips between Aoyasawa City and the Great Waste War Courtyard.

As the army pressed down, the great tide of beasts on the ground was suppressed, the fierce demons and demon kings resisted in all corners of the underground sewer, and the high-ranking reapers could only go deep underground and carry out bloody killings in the maze of darkness and sunshine.

There is still a small group of demon soldiers on the ground, so give it to the refiner to deal with.

Li Yao is the best of the Qi Refining Brothers.

The "Ironclad Crocodile Turtle” he faced was a very fierce type of middle-aged demon soldier.

A mixture of turtles and crocodiles stands up, triples enlarged, a shell of iron tortoise, stronger in defense than a golden nail roach, and a thick tail full of serrations, like a barbed iron whip, tearing the air apart and making a "whoop” hiss.

Whether hit by its tortoise shell or swept by an iron tail, the consequences are unthinkable.

Li Yao, on the other hand, is very different from three days ago.

After finding the problem, he pondered for a long time and finally went down and decided to grind himself up in action.

He sold the vast majority of his Fabao refined during the cold holidays to his classmates for a very fair price, retaining only a powerful heavy shock knife.

Knife, sword and trident, axe and fork... There are no more than thirty or fifty kinds of Melee treasures. It is obviously impossible to master all their characteristics in one breath.

Li Yao intends to master the use of the knife and become an expert in the refining and use of the knife.

He likes a knife, a knife, a knife and a knife!

In addition to this, he modified six rotating artillery cannons by adding a glaucoma emitter to the barrel, which emits a red beam, focuses on a point within 100 metres, acts as a simple targeting system and enhances the accuracy of heavy fire.

He also changed the empty French chest into an ammunition chest, carrying tens of thousands of Psychic bombs in one breath!

At this moment, Li Yao, with six tubes of rotary artillery shells across his waist and a thick chain of bullets extending from the ammunition box behind him to the barrel of the gun, was carrying a bright heavy shock knife.

Black skinny battle suit outside with a vest full of pockets, pocket drum bags full of sticky bombs!

More than armed, it's a walking arsenal!

Faced with an iron alligator turtle whose strength was clearly a grade higher than his own, Li Yaojiao snapped a slight smile and squeezed a word coldly between his sharp teeth:

“Death!”

A red light was fired from above the mouth of a six-tube rotary bombardment gun and directly into the chest of the Ironclad Crocodile Turtle, forming a distinct target.

The Ironclad Crocodile Turtle hasn't reacted yet. Li Yao pulled the trigger again.

In the loud sound of a volcanic eruption, a group of flames blew up in front of Li Yao, converging into an incredibly strong red stream, splitting his head on the Ironclad Crocodile Turtle and bombarding him!