Urban Game System

In the purple castle...

"Aoba!"

Zixia patted Chen Hui on the shoulder vigorously, and shouted angrily: "You dead man! Why did you agree to this assessment that you must lose! You don't go for a month, just go to the fleet with me now, the three of us directly Get the Zi Family Army out of here!"

"I agree with Sister Long'er's approach. Let's leave here. Who cares about Emperor Qingye? Let's find a place where there are no people, and the mountains and rivers will be beautiful from now on!"

Lin Yaru and Zixia have similar ideas.

Chen Hui didn't speak, just looked at the two girls and laughed to himself.

"You dead man! You can still laugh in this situation!" Zixia stretched out her slender fingers and nodded fiercely on Chen Hui's forehead.

"Laugh! You're still laughing!" Lin Yaru complained and grabbed Chen Hui's flesh.

"Why don't I laugh~ There are two wives who love me so much, of course I have to laugh!"

As he spoke, Chen Hui pulled the two girls into his arms.

After frolicking for a while, Chen Hui put his arms around one person, calmed down and said, "Don't worry, how could your husband fight unprepared?"

"Long'er, do you have the raw materials for making battleships?" Chen Hui became serious and asked seriously.

"Yes, the fleets of the Sifang gods will have raw materials for manufacturing warships, but most of them will be transported to the shipbuilding center. We only have a small part of our fleet. But why do you ask this? Is it possible? Are you still planning to build your own battleship?"

Zixia asked suspiciously.

"That's right, I'm going to make a battleship myself, why, can't I?"

Chen Hui pinched Zixia's tall nose.

puff~
Zixia covered her mouth and leaned back with a smile, "Manufacturing a battleship? Aoba, do you know how many shipbuilders are needed to manufacture a battleship? How precise is the coordination and cooperation between these shipbuilders?" ?”

pop~
Chen Hui reached out behind Zixia, and then said indifferently: "How many shipbuilders does he need? Let me ask you, what is the best level of warship for your Sifang generals?"

"Conventional warships are generally Tier [-] warships. Like my Dragon Fleet, Tiger Fleet from Tiger, Xiao Meier's Fire Fleet, and Meng De's Megalithic Fleet, these are Tier [-] warships, mainly for completing special missions. It can also be used as the main force in unconventional battles!"

"As for the fifth-tier warships, the manufacturing technology is too demanding. Although we have the raw materials, so far, only four ships have been produced, which are respectively used as the command ships of our four gods."

Zixia snuggled into Chen Hui's arms and talked.

"Is there no more powerful warship above level five?" Chen Hui wondered.

"Yes, but that's beyond our control." Zixia spread her hands, expressing her limited ability.

"Okay, I understand. Now you bring me all the remaining raw materials for making warships by General Zi. I want to manufacture hundreds of warships. When the time comes, I will shoot him indiscriminately and turn him into ashes!"

Thinking of Meng De's ugly face, Chen Hui felt angry.

"Hundreds of ships? Qingye, let's not say that you can't make warships at all. Even if you can, I don't have so many raw materials. The raw materials of my Zi Family Army can temporarily support the construction of five or six warships at most~"

Zixia's words instantly wiped out Chen Hui's passion.

"What? So little?"

Chen Hui's expression froze, and he froze for a moment.

Although he hasn't created any warships yet, his shipbuilding skills have already been developed, so he is [-]% sure that he can build warships.

But right now, I suddenly found that there was no raw material!

Chen Hui suddenly felt a sad feeling that a clever woman can't cook without rice~
"Wori, this is over~"

Chen Hui thought to himself, subconsciously opened the skill interface, and looked at the clothing making skill.

Level [-] clothing skill, shipbuilding!

Clothes-making level [-] skill, refined twice!

Clothes-making level [-] skill, break it down!

Level [-] clothing skills, analysis...

"Huh? Wait! Clothing-making level [-] ability, disassemble!"

"That's right! Decompose! If there is a scrapped armor, then I can completely decompose it, recycle the raw materials, and then proceed to shipbuilding!"

Chen Hui's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of a good idea.

"Long'er! Do you disassemble all the scrapped battle armor?" Chen Hui asked nervously while holding Zixia's wrist.

If even scrapped warships are disassembled and recycled, then there will really be no raw materials to manufacture ships.

"Disintegration? How is it possible! These battleships cost a lot of manpower and material resources just to manufacture them. Scrapped warships are of little value. If they are to be disassembled and recycled, it will require the precise cooperation of an equally huge number of shipbuilders to dismantle them for dozens of days. to decompose the raw materials.

Even so, these raw materials will encounter various troubles in the process of dismantling, so many dismantled raw materials are difficult to use.

Therefore, we never disassemble scrapped warships, we just throw them away, and rely on looting for raw materials! "

Zixia said incredulously.

"So... all your scrapped warships have been thrown away?"

"um, yes."

"Where did you throw it?" Chen Hui tightly grasped Zixia's arm with both hands, his eyes showed excitement.

"All the scrapped warships are thrown in the Youguang Canyon to the east of the mainland. That's our garbage dump!"

Although Zixia thought Chen Hui's questions were stupid, she still answered truthfully when asked by her man.

"Great! Let's go get them back!"

Hearing this, Chen Hui burst out laughing, pulling Zixia to sing and dance, like a child who got a lollipop.

"Snake spirit disease, you~"

Zixia opened Chen Hui's big hand, thinking that her husband must be crazy~

Going to pick up trash!
"Hui ~ are you okay? Why don't you rest for a while~"

Lin Yaru also looked at Chen Hui with a worried expression. Like Zixia, she also suspected that Chen Hui was crazy~
"No no no! What are you resting for? Let me tell you, your husband won! Long Er, tell me the exact location of the garbage dump! I'll go pick up the trash... Uh, bah bah bah! I'll go pick up the battleship!"

Suddenly, Chen Hui became a little incoherent with excitement.

"Pick up the battleship? How do you pick it up? Do you have such a big space ring?" Zixia asked doubtfully.

Without waiting for Chen Hui to speak, Lin Yaru said: "This is not a problem, Hui has a magical space, not to mention the world, even if you put an earth into it, you can hold it!"

"Don't talk, just relax, you'll know when you go in!"

Chen Hui put his big hands on the fragrant shoulders of the two of them, waiting for them to let go, and then with a thought, the two beautiful figures disappeared.

In the eastern part of Qingye Continent, here is a vast abandoned starry sky, where meteorites gather together and turbulent currents abound, it is a good place to throw garbage.

"How long?"

There was no one in the starry sky, but there was a voice.

This is Chen Hui. In order not to attract others' attention, he is flying incognito at the moment.

"Come on, follow this flight route and fly another ten stars to arrive." Zixia's voice came from the magic space to Chen Hui's mind.

In a short time, the transparent figure turned around a piece of star land wreckage and came to the ruins, Youguang Canyon!

Turning around the wreckage of the star land, Chen Hui's eyes suddenly opened up!
hiss~
Chen Hui gasped!
In front of him, there was a boundless stretch of sight, full of scrapped warships!