Skynet Architect

Standing in front of the magnificent temple, Si Fan carefully looked at the surrounding environment. Needless to say, the scenery is needless to say, the three Buddha statues are also extremely magnificent.

This scene was faithfully recorded by Si Fan's system and cherished in the storage space, waiting for Si Fan's mobilization at any time.

The clouds were gradually shrinking, but in a few minutes they slowly turned into ordinary clouds, and the Buddha statues gradually disappeared.

Everything seemed to have never happened before. Si Fan, who was standing in the same place, looked up at the sky and sighed and said, "I really didn't expect that such an unreliable thing would happen. How did this happen."

Si Fan didn't know how to explain what happened. If he had to describe it, it would be a miracle.

"I really look forward to what a magnificent building will be built in the future!" Si Fan silently looked forward to it.

When everything returned to normal, it was incredible to see three Buddha statues that could be regarded as pure gold in the dilapidated courtyard. Almost all of them were pure gold, but the Maitreya that Si Fan saw just now was not like that at all. The forest is even more lush, which seems to be the material for building the temple.

The three Buddhas prepared their own materials for Si Fan to build the temple. How could Si Fan refuse?

"Send the Terminator construction team 5-12 teams to stand by at the same time, ready to start work at any time!" Si Fan ordered.

The communication of the system is very fast.

The current Terminator team is not what it used to be. The first five teams, 1-2 teams are responsible for the construction of solar roads, 3-4 teams are responsible for the construction of garbage treatment plants, and teams 5-12 are usually responsible for the construction of various places. Now Si Fan wants to build the temple first and then the three communities.

There is no way to increase the value of the neighborhood first to increase the price of the community.

After convening the Terminator, Si Fan told T800: "You will block the road up the mountain, and it is forbidden to cross the waterfall. You must not let people come up. The scenery system here is fully shielded, and electromagnetic waves are used to prevent satellites from shooting!"

A few orders have already blocked the entire mountain. If anyone wants to peek, it is a dream, and the system will let them know what black technology is.

Standing on the mountain, there is no cold wind and no scorching sun.Only three statues of Buddha accompanied.

He silently took out the Swiss Army Knife he carried with him, turned on the function of the saw, and lightly took a few taps on the tree beside him.

Suddenly, the bark was destroyed.Expose the tree trunk inside.

The bark peeled off, and what caught the eye was a piece of blood red, which was actually mahogany.

Mahogany does not mean that all of them are red. Some of their trunks are red, but some of them are ordinary white.

But now Si Fan saw that the tree was completely red.This is simply incredible.

Now the global price of mahogany is rising steadily, and it has reached a very expensive price.And the mahogany in front of me is extraordinary.

Using his knowledge of mahogany, these trees should be Indian red sandalwood that is hundreds or even thousands of years old.

The price is a bit too expensive. Usually this thing is made into furniture with millions of pieces.Now it is such a whole forest.Si Fan's idea is to make these mahogany into a temple.

"Three big Buddhas, your handwriting is really too big!" Si Fan could only praise this. Putting so many Indian red sandalwood together, the price is too exaggerated.

While he was waiting, there was already a voice from the foot of the mountain. It was the voice of a few donkey friends.

"Why don't you let us go up the mountain? This is not your site!" The loud voice made people feel a little uncomfortable. Looking at them again, Si Fan became a little bit more disgusted.

He is now standing on the edge of the platform, where the edge is like a knife and axe, just like a cliff, but Si Fan squatting from above can see the few people below in front of the waterfall.The creek can be seen from above.

The small river, which is only seven or eight meters wide in total, does not seem to be lethal, but it is a waterfall when it descends.

Si Fan looked at the following people like this: "This is our private place. No other people are allowed to come up without permission. You have entered the private domain where you are now. Please leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, we have to Call the police!"

A word attracted their gazes, watching a very ordinary young man squatting on the cliff above them and looking down at them, he was immediately furious.

"Who are you, and how do you prove that this is your site!" one of them asked.

Si Fan looked at these fellow travellers, and they were probably Chinese.The other two are obviously black buddies, and the other one should be Korean.His voice is very strange.

Anyway, Si Fan felt disgusted when he saw him, as if he had become a master in China.

The two Chinese people were also very tolerant to him.

"Hey! The guy with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheek looks like a beating, get out of me, or you won't even be able to go down the mountain today!" Si Fan said, pointing to the guy.

These people must be driven away.Si Fan doesn't mind using some nasty methods.

The Korean looked at Si Fan and said with contempt: "You really are a country without ethics, how can you speak like this, don't you know how to use honorifics?"

He pointed to Si Fan and began to reprimand.The voice was like reprimanding the turtle grandson.

Seeing his arrogant appearance, Si Fan didn't fight his anger, picked up a stone at random, and littered him.

At this time, Si Fan was far away from their heads, and could only vaguely see what their faces looked like, and they had to speak loudly. At this time, Si Fan was condescending, and the stone dropped down very powerfully..

But the people on the other side were not good. They were all ordinary people, and they hadn't experienced this kind of thing. Now that Si Fan threw a stone, he suddenly hugged his head, and couldn't remember the hard words just now.

Looking at them, Si Fan was speechless for a while: "It's true that sometimes violence is obviously more convincing than negotiation. At least they don't have any desire to resist."

Seeing this group of people being blasted away, with hatred eyes, Si Fan really wanted to tell them, come over at any time.

But then he was not in the mood to care about them, because there were problems in the company, and the cause of these problems was the monks in Todaiji Temple, and the people who made trouble were monks in some local temples.

A phone call was made directly to Si Fan's private number, and Si Fan yelled at him as a headless."