Magus Tech

The end of dusk.

Shambhala mine.

In the No. 3 living area of ​​the mine, there is an office in the middle.

The mine owner Waltz sat behind his desk and squinted through a letter that he didn't know who put it on his desk.

After reading it, his expression changed several times, as if he was thinking about something, and then he stood up looking for tools in the room, ready to burn the letter.

As a result, after two full laps, he realized one thing: there was nothing in his office that could make a fire.

In fact, throughout the mine, what can produce fire is strictly controlled.

After all, there are dangerous explosives such as fire mines in the mine. Once anyone has abnormal nerves, they sneak into the warehouse and start to play, and they have to blow up a large group of people into the sky.

How to destroy stationery?

After thinking for a while, Waltz put the stationery directly in his mouth, chewed hard, and frowned, swallowing tightly.

Picking up the drinking glass on the table, "Goodong" drank the water at once, wiped the water from the corners of the mouth, sorted out the clothes, and walked out the door.Seeing a midfielder passing by outside the gate, he reached out and stopped, saying, "Husk, you go to inform everyone, and a management meeting will be held in half an hour."

"Ah?" The man named Husk froze for a moment, then reacted and nodded. "Yes, mine owner."

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Soon, half an hour later, in a huge conference room in the No. 3 living area, nearly 100 mine managers came here.

Many of them were breathless. They came from the mining area in the distance, and some people didn't even have time to change their dirty clothes.One can imagine how nervous the half-hour period given by Waltz-after all, the current Shambala mine is not the same as before, almost a large mountain area has been included, and people are distributed throughout this large mountain area .

Waltz glanced, making sure everyone nodded, then nodded in satisfaction.He didn't care about the mess of the management staff, after all, this is a mine, not a noble banquet in the city.

After clearing his throat, Waltz said: "You are very sorry, and suddenly everyone was called over to the meeting to make everyone so busy, it was my fault. However, considering the situation of our mine, I think this is Necessary.

On the face of it, our mines are indeed operating well, but we must be vigilant about what happens afterwards and whether they can be maintained for a long time.We are doing well now because the mine is in a period of rapid development, and it has robbed many of the interests of the mines in other areas, thus covering up the shortage.

But we cannot continue to develop at such a high speed forever, so we must be prepared to solve the problem before it appears.First, the first point is that we have to look farther.

We now have a large amount of capital because of the revenue from ore.We don’t necessarily have to continue to invest in mining. After all, this kind of business is not the only one that can be done in the world, but it can also develop towards other aspects, such as taverns, hotels, jewelry, food, etc.This of course requires someone to try, so next, I may adjust your work content, you are ready.

The other is the expansion of trade scope. The Southern Free Federation is too loose, and it is difficult to have large-scale trade. If we can connect with the Soma Alliance or the Sika Kingdom, we will be more beneficial..."

The convening of this meeting lasted for a long time and exceeded the estimates of almost all the participants. It did not end until midnight.

And this is the beginning of the transformation of the Shambhala mine.

From the Shambhala mine, to the start of the Shambhala business group and the Shambhala business complex.

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At about the same time, someone else also received a letter written in the name of Richard.

Such as Popo Boweiweiqi's Ash School

Popovich, reading the letter while trimming his mad hair with scissors.

Then rubbing his fingers, a flame burst out, burning the letter and the cut hair together.

Eyes blinked, all thoughts.

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For example, the rooms of two students of Richard in the residence of Marquis de Vian-Harry and Cathy.

After reading the letter, Harry and Cathy looked at each other, then nodded and burned the letter in the brazier.

"Never say this letter to anyone." Cathy looked at Harry seriously.

"What letter?" Harry blinked, and responded seriously, "My sister, you know, matter exists independently of our consciousness, and our consciousness does not allow the matter to change. If we say, it wouldn't have been There is matter, then our consciousness cannot create this matter. And now, as far as I know, the letter you said in our world no longer exists, then... and there is no such thing, it does not exist The difference. So..."

Cathy was shocked for a moment, then irritated and realized what she was doing. She asked Harry: "You have been studying secretly again recently? Don't refuse to admit, you haven't learned these things before."

"Uh, well, I got a manuscript of a very old book a few days ago, it seems to be called "Taisler Handbook", which is seen from above."

"Then wait for you to read it, I want to borrow it."

"Yes, but you also have to lend me "Lum Thinking Diary" for an exchange."

"Huh, it's stingy, okay, I'll give it to you here." Cathy pouted, walking towards the bookshelf while disgusting.

...

Everything has its own arrangements, waiting for the day when we meet again.

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Another corner of the world.

In the darkness, a huge stone chamber was sitting, like a tomb buried deep underground.

The quiet room is quiet. Listen carefully to hear the faint sound.

Looking towards the corner of the secret room, you can see here a black stone table.

On the stone table, a miserable white candle was lit.In front of the stone table, there is a stone chair with a figure on it.At this time, the figure was holding an object, fiddling with the light of the dire white candle.

If you look closely, you can see the object held by the figure, which is the head of a doll.But the head of this doll is too real, no matter the size or detail, it is undoubtedly a real girl, like a real person.

The only difference is the material. The shell of the entire doll head is carved from white jade. The surface is extremely smooth, delicate and hard, but it has no elasticity.

At this time, the figure, with his tender white hands, holding a small black mysterious knife, polished the details on the surface of the doll's head, and accompanied by the sound of "rustling", some white powder slowly drifted down and covered the whole table.

After a long time, the figure seemed to feel almost polished, put down the carving knife, carefully lifted the doll's head with both heads, slowly approached to himself, and then... placed on his empty neck.

"Click!"

The sound of a metal link sounded, the doll's head was fixed, and then the hard white jade shell became soft under the influence of strange energy, just like real skin.

The eyes carved by two obsidians also turned, and some of them faded and became whitish, no different from real human eyes.

The rest of the parts will change with it. If they were like people before, then they are now people.

The figure stood up, in the pale candlelight, showed some wonderful body, with a flawless face, it was a beautiful girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, but it looked strange.

When the girl turned her hand, she didn't know where to take out a small mirror, and looked at her new look seriously in the mirror. The corner of her mouth slightly lifted, showing a sweet satisfied smile.

Open mouth, like a magical voice came out of the mouth, murmured: "It seems to be more beautiful, well, I must be the most beautiful girl in the world now."

As soon as the voice fell, the "boom" sounded, and the stone door on one wall of the secret room suddenly opened.

The girl's body didn't move, but her neck turned 180 degrees directly, and she looked at the open stone door.Then his eyes suddenly widened, as if frightened, with a very surprised expression.

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