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Chapter 317 [316] The old reunion, special envoy Cheng directs the work of the palace all day long

Number C Tianhuan.

Binggancheng.

The five celestial rings of the Hanxuan Palace in the Qing Dynasty, and the lower three celestial rings C, D, and E are mainly for the common people to live in. The cities built by each sky ring all start with the code name of the sky ring.

Early this morning.

Fang Han wore a set of clean and tidy overalls, pushed open the door of his small building, and walked out.

On the back of the overalls, there are two words clearly written - Jiebang.

This is the name of the company he works for - Jiebang Rubber Tire Manufacturing Company.

Recently, the company received a huge order of "100 million tires" from Tianhuan above, and the factory became extremely busy.

It is also thanks to this that Fang Han became a regular from the internship period ahead of schedule, and his income has also increased by nearly [-]%.

Fang Han remembered a rumor, and frowned slightly: "Is there really going to be a war?"

How could Cheng Han be in Xuan Palace?
How did this guy get into the Heavenly Ring?
Cheng Han was at the forefront of the parade, and his status was obviously quite high. What happened?

The machine started slowly.

Among them, the prefixes "up" and "down" perfectly reflect the strict level of the Xuan Palace.

Fang Han stretched his neck as far as possible, and looked at the end of the road with his head.

"Lan Zhangdian said that the plan is comprehensive. The schedule of each project has taken into account all aspects. As long as it is strictly implemented, there will be no mistakes."

this moment.

Lao Zhou smiled "hehe": "The craftsmen and apprentices of Shangtianhuan are going to ride a speeding car together to hold a big parade around Tianhuan C today!"

Fang Han's eyes turned at an angle, and locked on the two behemoths above.

A wave of hot air gushed out instantly.

Lao Zhou nodded and said, "Most likely."

The workers immediately swarmed and trotted towards the gate.

Lao Zhou suddenly laughed: "Are you stupid for riding a horse?"

In the middle of an intersection.

The so-called "Shangtian Ring" is actually the No. A and No. B Tianhuan, because that is the area where the high-ranking monks and lords are mainly active.

Fang Han quickly walked out of the yard, looking up.

Many people couldn't squeeze into the front row and simply climbed onto the trees beside the road.

The steward's shout immediately spread throughout the workshop: "Start working! The production target in the morning is [-] tires. If it exceeds the target, add an egg for lunch!"

a month ago.

The crowd was in an uproar.

The atmosphere of the crowd exploded instantly.

"So many cars!"

A steward rushed in and shouted loudly: "The touring caravan from the Science and Technology Research Institute is here. Everyone, take a quarter of an hour's rest and go and have a look at the speeding car!"

In such a short moment, anyone who is not blind can see the benefits of a speeding car.

Palace Master Yun Changtian couldn't help but cursed with a smile.

But he thought it was outrageous.

*
5 minute later.

"This thing seems to be able to drive itself without pedaling at all! It's amazing!"

"coming!"

He had heard a bizarre statement, it was said that Xuangong had produced as many as [-] Warhawks, and more would be produced in the next month.

A subordinate hurriedly responded: "Yes!"

The ground shook slightly.

The convoy, like a torrent, galloped quickly to the vicinity.

"Om~Om~"

He had just walked to the work station and was about to check the tools when he heard Lao Zhou's voice from the next work station.

The knights suddenly lifted the faucet forcefully, standing up the car all of a sudden, and continued to drive forward in an upright state.

But the special envoy was lucky, still looking casual.

Fang Han arrived at Jiebang Company.

Fang Han was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Even if a man in the upper sky ring is ugly, he can still marry a very beautiful wife in the lower sky ring.

Palace Master Yun praised: "Special Envoy Cheng is indeed a talent!"

Fang Han just glanced at it, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Fang Han stared blankly for a while, and suddenly a very strong idea popped up in his mind - I want to buy a speeding car!

In the minds of ordinary people, the residents of the upper sky ring have a halo, and they are naturally superior to the commoners of the lower sky ring.

"The convoy is coming!"

A Xuanshi said another thing: "Recently, the Special Envoy has only been to the Hall of Inheritance three times, and each time he browsed through it, and it took no more than a minute."

The crowd was, not surprisingly, taken aback.

Not only that.

Fang Han nodded: "The steward said that there is an organization called 'Kemo Research Institute' in Shangtianhuan, and it plans to produce a vehicle called 'Speeding Car'."

At this time.

Lao Zhou didn't answer directly, but instead asked a question: "Do you know what the rubber tires we produced recently are used for?"

The main road along which the parade passed was extremely lively.

Fang Han put the tires on the ground and asked excitedly, "Is this the parade team coming?"

It turns out that this is what the Mercedes-Benz car looks like!

Fang Han saw an exceptionally luxuriant tree with a height of more than 15 meters. Every leaf was extremely emerald green, and it did not look ordinary.

Fang Han recalled the past and muttered in a low voice: "Leaving Tai'an is not a bad thing, otherwise I would never have seen such a strange scenery in my life."

I want to buy!
Even if I don't eat or drink, I still want to buy a speeding car!

After a moment.

"Dang! Dang!"

After working for a while.

He instantly understood that Cheng Han recognized him.

But for this kind of weird situation, everyone has seen a lot during this time, so it's not too strange.

All the subordinates knew that the palace lord had been eagerly looking forward to Special Envoy Cheng's condensing of the second mysterious seal as soon as possible, so he used the privilege of the palace lord and granted him unlimited access to comprehension.

This conjecture was immediately confirmed.

Wan Tengjiao was the biggest competitor in the class back then, and Cheng Han was the trigger that forced him to leave Tai'an Little Spirit Realm.

Fang Han looked longingly: "It's a pity that the 'Shangtian Ring' does not allow unrelated people to enter. I don't know when I will have the opportunity to go up and take a stroll."

Fang Han immediately realized: "That's right!"

The other three celestial rings are usually called "lower celestial rings" among the common people.

Palace Master Yun nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad! It's faster than expected."

The convoy continued driving and soon reached a hundred meters away.

"laugh!"

Fang Han was a little disappointed: "Recently, the production task is so heavy that there are tens of thousands of tires every day. I'm afraid I don't have the chance to see what the Mercedes-Benz looks like."

Fang Han's eyes almost fell out, and the thoughts in his mind became stronger.

Soon.

soon.

Small tricks such as "adding eggs" are common incentives in various factories.

Old Zhou pulled down the handle of the machine.

Not only is it more labor-saving than a bicycle, but it also travels faster. The structure is much simpler than that of a Jingneng car, and the price must be lower by more than a fraction.

"What kind of car is that? It looks like a bicycle!"

Just heard a puff.

He pointed to a stack of tire parts piled next to him: "The tires are for this thing."

"Om~Om~"

From these words, it can be heard that within Tianyan Palace, Special Envoy Cheng is the leader of the project, while Lanzhang Palace is more like a specific executor.

Fang Han wiped off his sweat, quickly put on a pair of gloves, stepped forward with Old Zhou, and lifted out the molded tire from the machine.

Palace Master Yun asked another question: "How is the progress of the preparations for the aircraft carrier, the war eagle, and the corresponding personnel and supplies?"

Thinking of his former classmates, he chuckled and said, "Wan Tengjiao, Cheng Han, even if you become warriors in the future, you won't be able to see what I see."

The guy pointed to the door: "When the convoy of the parade arrives, Bingan City must be extremely lively. Who will stand by the booth?"

Another Xuanshi tentatively asked: "Palace Master, do you want to send someone to supervise Special Envoy Cheng so that he can concentrate on cultivation?"

If someone else encountered the good thing of "Infinite Enlightenment", they would definitely spend all day in the Hall of Inheritance.

Palace Master Yun pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "Forget it! For true geniuses, it's better not to restrict too much, let him go!"

A few seconds later.

Fang Han's eyes caught a glimpse of the face of one of the knights, and he was dumbfounded.

But the question is, where will the war be fought?
He still couldn't understand this question.

Fang Han turned his head and looked curiously: "What's the big deal?"

I saw a large area of ​​densely packed small black dots, arranged in a neat triangular array, swiftly passing by thousands of meters above the sky.

The dozens of knights at the forefront of the torrent of the convoy suddenly made a series of astonishing movements.

Roughly judged, the number is not less than one hundred.

It was the spirit oak demon.

Fang Han saw again that the other party seemed to have sensed something, suddenly turned his head to look over, then froze for a moment, then nodded slightly in greeting.

Where is "don't tie too much"?
It is clearly a bottomless connivance!

Just a year ago.

Fang Han snorted, and his sense of superiority became stronger and stronger: "As long as you can't get out of Tai'an, you will always be a frog at the bottom of the well!"

The City Council brought over a dozen spirit oak demons and transplanted them in various traffic arteries.

A familiar whistling sound came from far and near.

Now he feels from the bottom of his heart that this is a very wise decision.

"What a joke!"

Lao Zhou uttered a swear word, and his envy was palpable: "As expected of a person who goes to heaven, he really knows how to ride a horse!"

Fang Han had no face to face people at all, so he moved all the way to Xuan Palace through his uncle's relationship.

The knights also vigorously moved their bodies, driving the speeding car to turn in a circle, and the car was able to drive stably without any tendency to fall down.

"Can this car still play like this?"

A great uproar erupted from the crowd.

The roles of these two people are completely reversed, the deputy head hall directs the head hall to work all day long.

Fang Han watched the war hawks go away, and muttered: "There are more and more war hawks. At least [-] war hawks flew over yesterday, and there may be more today."

The Xuandu suddenly had a whim, and ordered: "By the way, what does a speeding car look like? Get me a few and have a look."

Fang Han's mind was filled with messy thoughts.

The answer came immediately: "250% of the construction of the [-] aircraft carriers has been completed, and [-]% of the Warhawk has been completed. The personnel are stepping up training. It is estimated that all preparatory work will be completed in one month."

This kind of lazy style really makes people don't know what to say.

There seemed to be a great commotion in the distance.

1 minutes passed.

After ten seconds.

Fang Han watched the other party go away, and suddenly felt a huge sense of frustration in his heart—why did I hide in the Xuan Palace, or would I be overwhelmed by Cheng Han?
*
Jinshan Palace.

Special envoy Cheng personally led his craftsmen and apprentices to play a parade of speeding cars in No. C Tianhuan, and it didn't take long for this place to spread.

"Xiao Fang, I heard a news that something big is going to happen in the city today."

These two names still haunt him to this day.

The two sides of the road were so crowded that almost half of the city's people came, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as rubbing shoulders.

Because he was so familiar with this young face, even if the other party was burned to ashes, he could still recognize it.

A group of profound scholars around them all had subtle expressions.

at the same time.

This guy is still a student of No.15 Middle School in Qinglin City. During a certain meditation class, he was exposed by the teacher for using prohibited drugs, and he became the laughing stock of the whole school.

Fang Han unconsciously had a sense of superiority in his heart: "There are too many magical items in the Xuan Palace, and they will never be seen in Tai'an Little Spirit Realm."

Fang Han has always been deeply curious about the speeding car, and hurriedly asked: "Will the parade in the Shangtianhuan pass through our Bingan City?"

Cheng Han!
How could it be Cheng Han? !

Fang Han is also one of them.

Just within sight, there are no less than a thousand speeding cars, and new knights are constantly pouring out from behind.

two hours later.

This is not a small number.

With his flexible hands and feet, he also grabbed a good viewing position.

Old Zhou looked out the door, nodded and said, "It's possible!"

A large crowd of black-clothed knights, all riding a strange two-wheeled vehicle, drove towards this side at a fast speed.

The loud bell rang.

Here's a tip to get started.

It is said that where there are these tree spirits, there will be no evil things like tree ghosts around.

Fang Han felt like a thunderbolt.

A scholar truthfully reported: "This set of preparatory plans was formulated after discussion by Special Envoy Cheng and a group of subordinates.

"Oh my God!"

"Oh my God!"

*
at this time.

The vanguard of the convoy arrived in front of us.

The other Xuanshi were extremely speechless.

Is it appropriate for the majestic lord of a palace to care about such trivial matters?

After half a day.

A strange order came out of Jinshan Palace—from now on, in order to save gray crystals, [-]% of the official vehicles in the halls of No. A Tianhuan will be changed to speeding cars.

(End of this chapter)