Marvel – Immortal Path

After all, this world is not a time of war with starvation and bare bones. There are not so many ghosts and Resentful Soul for Li Ang to devour and smelt. He walked on the ruined roof of the apartment with enthusiasm. , Take off the hood and breathe the cold air.

Since you have a serious identity certificate in this city, you need to find a way to find a secluded private place. No matter Sacrificial Refining Magical Tool or practice cultivation technique, you don’t have to be afraid of others. discover.

Be aware that in the United States, a system called "community monitoring" is commonly implemented. In the same community, residents are obliged to monitor each other. Once there is a domestic violence, shooting or other incidents in that household For trivial things, neighborhoods and neighborhoods will also take the initiative to call the police, let the slips come to maintain order, and the efficiency can compete with the morning sun.

In this case, how can Li Ang feel at ease and practice? Whenever something strange is made, neighbors will call 911 every minute. The quality of the U.S. slips is well-known in the world. It is known as "fire first, observe later" Whenever something is wrong, he hides behind the bunker and shoots random guns. It is almost comparable to a gunpowder keg that explodes or the most mentally sensitive depression patient.

Furthermore, the motel where Li Ang stayed temporarily is really run-down. Except for the old-fashioned color TV that automatically jumps to the midnight channel, other appliances in the room will occasionally go down. The rock and roll ghost roar of The earth shook and the mountain quivered often sounded next door.

"You still have to find some money..."

During the pre-Qin period, those outside warlocks who visited the pill concocting had to rely on feudal emperors, witches, divination, Profound methods such as smelting Magical Artifact, temple stove alchemy, summoning gods and ghosts all require huge resources to support.

Just to build a bronze blade engraved with rune incantation that can be used by a cultivator, the manpower, material and financial resources required are simply unimaginable.

The sword fan needs to be shaped with mud, put in the cellar to dry, and after the refurbishment, the craftsman will use fine needles to engrave the incantation talisman inside the sword fan. Once there is a slight difference to the hairline, This sword becomes a waste product.

In the bronze sword, the ratio of copper and tin must be exactly the same, and the temperature of the wood-burning furnace must not be any deviation at all times. Forging a sword that can be called Magical Artifact, at least Will produce ten or even hundreds of waste swords.

This kind of wear and tear, non-princes and generals can't afford it.

Even if it swept across Liuhe and Qi Tunyu, and opened up the first feudal empire Ancestral Dragon Yingzheng, only twelve three zhang high hollow bronze figures that's all have been cast.

These copper materials are converted into modern units, ranging from more than 30 tons to more than 80 tons. The international standard copper price is 50,000 renminbi a ton. Ancestral Dragon has gathered six copper materials in six countries. A feat, but at this time, it is worth more than 30 million renminbi. Just now I can buy a house in the downtown area of ​​the metropolis...

Li Ang sits on the edge of the roof at will and takes it out of his pocket. The Western-style meat cleaver, looking at the finely polished arc pattern and the cold light sharp blade, the eyes of Blink reflect the uncertain moonlight.

The steelmaking efficiency in modern industrial society is too high. Feeding, slagging, slagging, bath stirring, dephosphorization, electric furnace bottom blowing, melting charge, oxidation refining, molten steel agitation, and final gas Washing and adding silicon, pulling carbon out of steel, in one go.

Subsequent steel analyzers can more finely measure the content of carbon, sulfur, manganese, phosphorus, silicon, nickel, chromium, molybdenum, copper, titanium, zinc, vanadium and magnesium in the steel, and print them into data. This exquisite realm alone is incomparable to ordinary Golden Core cultivator.

Li Ang once visited the steel factory of Wayne Enterprises with his own eyes. The huge chimneys and hot boiling furnaces made his feet sweat, and he smiled bitterly. He deeply felt that the efficiency of the modern steel industry has been used in ancient times. Full rolling of iron.

He estimated that one ton of steel-making pig iron can be bought for five-six hundred meters in the market. If you find the right way, you can get a few more discounts. When his Foundation Establishment is completed, he will count A ton of steel is melted and cast into a sword blade by talisman, driven by Spiritual Qi, and the weight alone is enough to destroy the armor of the main battle tank head-on and easily demolish a mansion.

Not to mention that you will be promoted to the Golden Core Realm world in the future, placing the blood essence on the sword. Thousand Miles in A Moment takes the first level, leaving nothing but blood stains.

However, the premise of all this is money...

Li Ang flipped through his pockets, and there were only a few scattered sheets printed with the presidents inside. The crumpled banknotes, set against the empty beer bottles agitated by gu lu lu on the side of the concrete railing on the roof, looked extremely pitiful.

The wind on the rooftop is so cold.

Li Ang was vigorous, folded his hands together, he sighed towards the palms of his hands, just about to go downstairs, but suddenly remembered oneself. Only then did the exorcism have not been paid, and he thought of the embarrassment of the family, he couldn’t help but be patted. Forehead, mixed feelings for a time.

He looked not far away, a luxurious dinner in a high-end hotel with bright lights, flowers and brocades, hot fire cooking oil, rich people coveted, chatting happily, exquisite, delicious, flavorful No one cares about the meal, waiting to be thrown into the trash after the party is over.

On the dark alley opposite the restaurant, there is a vagrant with dishevelled hair lying in ragged clothes, holding the same skinny old dog with hair loss, and bending over to check the food from the large black plastic bag.

The streamlined luxury black sports car parked at the entrance of the hotel. A bloated fatty with a big belly and fat intestines got out of the car with difficulty. Accompanied by him were two glamorous, glamorous and graceful elders. Hair beauty.

"Mr. Richard, you are here."

The hotel doorman nodded flatteringly, bowed his waist, took the car key thrown by one of the ladies, and held his head high. Go to park, as if his name was engraved on that screaming supercar.

The owner of this car, that fatty just now, is the Substitute Patriarch of the Italian Mafia family in Gotham, Richard Sapa.

Um.....speaking of which Li Ang and Mr. Richard Sapa also met. The scarface he killed at the port on the first day of Gotham’s first day was the Italian Mafia. The peripheral elements of...

The doorman swallowed and sat on the driver’s seat, fondly stroking the smooth steering wheel back and forth, and then opened the window to the vagrant scolded outside: "Roll Stay away, don’t get close here to attract the stench on your body, you know?"

Vagrant shrank to the side, letting the supercar roar and splash water on his also Old Dog. .

"behind the red doors meat and wine go to waste, while out on the road lie the frozen bones of the poor. The prosperity and the dryness are very different, and it is difficult to repeat."

Li Ang chewed these two poems back and forth, a scornful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He put on a hood, put on sunglasses and a mask, bathed in the bright moonlight, and walked lightly across the rooftops of high-rise buildings.

The splendid scenery of the hotel is right in front of him. Li Ang used his fingertips to buckle the cracks in the tiles on the walls of the tall buildings, and the gecko climbed down like a gecko.

The vagrant was shaking off the dirty water on his body, comforting Old Dog who was whimpering because of hunger, but suddenly noticed that someone had patted his shoulder behind him.

"Hey, Old Brother, how about a bet with you."

Li Ang leaned against the wall, pushed his sunglasses, tilted his head and said to Vagrant, "You believing or not, I can take off the suit from that fat piggy and put it on for you."