DreamersGN Chapter 197 The Unfilial Ancestor of the Wang Family
Chapter 197 The Unfilial Ancestor of the Wang Family
"Ye Feng! That old bastard Wang Zun, he actually sabotaged us in secret!"
Ouyang Tian's voice came through the communicator.
His tone was both urgent and angry.
His voice is so loud you can hear him from far away.
Ye Feng moved the communicator a little further away.
Wait until the anger on that side subsides a little.
Then she put it back to her ear.
"Brother Ouyang, what's wrong?"
"What else could I do? You asked me to poach people, so I went."
"You have no idea! These past few days I've gone to the main campus of the Taoist Academy, as well as various branch campuses, and even to the Martial Arts University, which has a large number of spiritual energy masters."
"I've worn my lips out from talking so much."
Ouyang Tian's voice was full of indignation.
"We finally managed to attract quite a few people."
"There are a total of thirty-eight sixth-level mental energy masters, ten seventh-level masters, and three half-step martial gods."
"I've already discussed the salary, conditions, and job duties with them."
"I'm just waiting to start working in Jiangcheng."
"And then today, just now, they all called me one by one to say they weren't coming."
"The reasons are absolutely bizarre. Some say they have family matters to attend to, some say they are not feeling well, and some say they suddenly don't want to move. Each reason is more outlandish than the last."
"The most absurd one was that he said his 90-year-old grandmother needed to rest after childbirth and he couldn't leave."
"Later! Someone I was on pretty good terms with secretly told me..."
"It's the Wang family. The Wang family uses its power as a powerful clan to put pressure on all the major forces. Anyone who dares to come to Shanhe Prefecture is going against the Wang family."
As Ouyang Tian spoke, his voice became incredibly excited, and his voice grew extremely loud.
Shocked, Ye Feng had no choice but to move the communicator a few steps further away.
"Ye Feng, do you know what those powerful families are saying?"
"They said, 'The Wang family patriarch has spoken; no one from Shanhe Prefecture is allowed to go.'"
"Anyone who helps Shanhe Prefecture is going against the Wang family."
"Tell me, isn't this old man inhuman?"
Ye Feng frowned.
He had long anticipated that the Wang family would interfere.
Therefore, the compensation offered is very generous.
They just want to lure people in with treasures and money.
But I never expected Wang Zun to be so shameless.
They made a direct and blatant threat.
To be able to achieve this level.
This can be considered a direct break with Shanhe Prefecture.
More than thirty sixth-level mental energy masters.
Ten rank 7.
Three half-step Martial Gods.
If all these people came to Shanhe Prefecture.
The weapon-refining capabilities of Shanhe Prefecture can be increased several times over.
The result was all because of the Wang family.
They're not coming anymore.
"You old bastard! Just you wait! I'll chop you up with a knife in Kyoto one of these days!"
but.
In the past, this was indeed a significant loss for Shanhe Prefecture.
But now.
Ye Feng looked at the war puppet production workshop that had been assembled.
That was modified from a God of War-class warship.
Dozens of production lines are all located inside the warship.
With these production lines, what do I have to be afraid of?
Ye Feng drank a bottle of cola.
"Brother Ouyang, come to Jiangcheng immediately. It's urgent!"
"What's wrong?" Ouyang Tian's anger hadn't subsided.
"There are some good items for weapon crafting."
"What good stuff?"
Then Ye Feng gave a brief description.
The other side immediately said...
"Wait for me! I'll be right there!"
The communication was immediately disconnected.
Ouyang Tian was so excited.
He was obsessed with weapon crafting his entire life.
The thing Ye Feng was talking about.
It completely shattered his worldview.
He will definitely go.
We absolutely have to go!
Shanhe Prefecture is several hundred kilometers away from Jiangcheng.
It takes at least half a day to travel by airship.
"Let's give it our all!"
Ouyang Tianke is a mental telekinetic master at the early stage of the Martial God realm.
Its flight speed is already several times the speed of sound.
He gritted his teeth.
Flying by directly maneuvering objects.
I flew for an hour, risking my life.
All of his hair was blown into straight bangs.
They managed to compress a journey that would have taken several hours into less than an hour.
When Ouyang Tian fell from the sky.
My legs felt weak.
They haven't gotten a firm footing yet.
He then shouted out loud.
"Where? Where is Ye Feng?"
Ye Feng led Ouyang Tian inside the warship.
Ouyang Tian was completely dumbfounded.
He saw those production lines.
The silver-white assembly line operates rapidly under the lights.
Twelve advanced production lines.
Thirty ordinary production lines.
They were neatly arranged inside the huge cabin of the warship.
It stretches as far as the eye can see.
Ouyang Tian rushed to the nearest advanced production line.
He squatted down.
Then he reached out and touched the outer casing of the assembly line.
"This! This is a fully automated production line?"
"It can be fully automated just by filling in raw materials and energy stones?"
"Spirit arrays are all machine-made? That's unbelievable!"
Ouyang Tian's voice was trembling.
He was obsessed with weapon crafting his entire life.
He believed that he had mastered the art of weapon forging.
But what are the principles behind these production lines?
He couldn't understand it at all.
"Ye Feng! These advanced production lines were modified by the Mechanical Race, right?"
"Did you assemble these standard production lines yourself?"
"And what is the production capacity of these production lines?"
"How many materials are needed?"
"And how effective is it at producing finished products?"
Ye Feng was completely stumped by Ouyang Tian's five soul-searching questions.
But look at the old man scratching his head.
I had no choice but to answer them one by one.
"Yes! The advanced production line is a modification of those production lines from the Mech Race."
"Those regular ones are assembled by ourselves."
"The advanced production line can produce one Tier 6 or higher war golem per day."
"The most powerful 1130 close-in weapon system can reach the level of a near-God of War!"
"Ten units firing at once! Even a martial god could be beaten to a pulp."
"A typical production line can produce five Tier 4 to Tier 5 war golems per day."
"And here is the list of production materials."
Ouyang Tian gasped.
He swayed and almost lost his balance.
That speed is terrifying.
In this respect, the Machine Race is the most outstanding of all races.
But it was them.
It is said that...
It takes a full six months for a production line to produce one Tier 6 war golem.
This is why Ye Feng almost emptied out the entire Silver Moon family.
They only managed to gather a few hundred units of Tier 6 war golems.
What's even more terrifying is the production speed of those fourth and fifth-tier puppets.
If there are enough materials.
Tens of thousands of units per year.
This speed would make even the mechanical race kneel down and shout in amazement!
I admire you!
Absolutely amazing!
Then there are the production materials.
That's outrageously small.
The total amount of material used is 70% less than that used by the mechanical race.
Especially the materials used in the fourth and fifth tiers.
Most of them are common, mass-produced goods.
"Ye Feng, who made these things? Take me to see him, I want to become his apprentice." Ouyang Tian's voice was very serious.
"Brother Ouyang, are you sure?" Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh.
"Confirmed. The person who can build this production line is at least ten times better at weapon crafting than me. I, Ouyang Tian, have never admired anyone in my life, but I truly respect this master."
Ye Feng waved behind him.
"Vivian, come out here. Someone wants to become your apprentice!"
Vivian emerged from behind Ye Feng.
He is 1.6 meters tall.
Silver-white hair.
Blue eyes.
She was wearing a silver-white dress.
Ouyang Tian looked at Vivian and paused for a moment.