God of Douluo level selection system

Afterwards, Qi Ling took out a drawing from his infinite space and handed it to Lou Gao.

Lou Gao did not hide it, but directly laid the drawing on the table. Tang San and Tai Tan, who were curious about it, also came forward and studied the things on it carefully.

Three people who could be said to represent the most authoritative people in machine manufacturing studied the drawings carefully for half an hour, and Lou Gao's expression gradually turned serious from disdain at the beginning.

"This..." Lou Gao said in embarrassment, "What... is this thing? Why can't I understand it at all? Titan, can you understand it?"

Tai Tan also scratched his head and said, "I don't understand! This is my first time seeing this kind of thing. I have never seen it before! Young Master, have you seen it?"

Tang San also smiled helplessly: "No, can this thing really be made?"

Looking at the three people looking at each other, Qi Ling couldn't help laughing. In fact, the reason why they couldn't understand the drawing was not because of how complicated it was. On the contrary, if it was just a complicated machine, it would be impossible for the three of them. can't read.

The reason for this result is that this thing is not purely mechanical manufacturing, but involves many other principles, including the principles of soul guides!It's like three physics experts coming to solve a chemistry problem.

"Unheard of! Such a change can actually occur between metal and these materials? How is this possible!" Lou Gao shook his head and said, "Kid, don't just use the things you made up to deceive me!"

"Of course not. If I didn't have a certain degree of confidence, how could I have drawn such a detailed drawing?" Qi Ling said with a smile.

The reason why Qi Ling is so confident is actually because the drawing was not made by himself, but was given to him by the system. Although he did not fully understand the principle, he knew that as long as he did what was said on the drawing, , can achieve the final effect.

Just like a primary school student who has obtained the standard answers and can answer the full score test paper of the college entrance examination, all Qi Ling has to do is to follow the instructions and make the things in the drawings.

"Okay! Boy, since you are so confident, I will provide you with these things you want!" Lou Gao said excitedly, "Also, I don't want you a penny, there is only one condition: you must give it to me in front of me." This thing needs to be made!”

Qi Ling smiled and said: "Senior, you are forcing yourself to do something difficult. Do you want to show you this drawing? It is already an exception. Now you want me to make this thing in front of you. Doesn't it mean that I I need to teach you step by step?"

"That's right..." Lou Gao was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what a rude thing he had said, "Then tell me, what do you have to do before you are willing to teach me!"

"No! Unless senior joins Longhua, otherwise, I cannot make this thing in front of senior." Qi Ling said.

"What? Join you in Longhua?" Lou Gao was stunned and said, "Does it have to be like this?"

"It has to be like this!" Qi Ling said decisively.

"Okay! Silong, come here!" Lou Gao called out to his apprentice loudly, "From now on, you are the president of the Blacksmith Association! I'm tired of going out for a trip, so don't bother me with anything in the future. ,do you understand?"

Although he knew what kind of person Lou Gao was, Qi Ling couldn't help but be surprised to see him giving up everything in his hands so easily just to witness the making of such a thing.

After his disciple's persuasion failed, Lou Gao was determined to join Longhua. Qi Ling was naturally very happy. The joining of such a master would undoubtedly be of huge benefit to them.

"In this case, Senior Lou Gao, why don't you study other things with Xiaosan first." Qi Ling said, "You are a master craftsman, and Xiaosan also has many questions that I would like to ask you."

What Tang San wanted to see Lou Gao was naturally his hidden weapons. He came to this metal city precisely to collect materials for the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle.

This kind of mechanical manufacturing is Lou Gao's specialty, so he was immediately attracted by the drawings of Stormy Pear Blossom Needle, and even ignored the existence of other people around him.

Seeing his master entering this state again, Silong said helplessly: "Everyone, master is like this. He won't be able to come back to his senses for a while. Let me take you to buy the metal you need first. ."

Under the leadership of Silong, everyone not only had a taste of the style of the metal city, but also reached a more suitable agreement on the purchase of these materials.

It's just that the types of things Qi Ling and the others want to buy are so complicated that it would take several days to collect them even in the Metal City, so they can only wait here for the past few days.

Seeing that it was already time for dinner, Silong took everyone to a restaurant. It was obvious that he was a regular customer here, and the waiter was very familiar with all his requirements.

But when Silong asked to go to the private room where he often went, the waiter said hesitantly: "Grandmaster Silong, I'm really sorry, that private room is already occupied today, we'd better give you another one. "

Silong was unhappy when he heard that someone was already in the box, but he had to change to another one. The waiter also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, because the person in that box was none other than Bishop Miles of the Divine Court.

After learning the identity of the other party, Silong didn't say anything. They had never dealt with Shenting. Shenting couldn't understand that a group of blacksmiths could make so much money, and they couldn't understand Shenting's always being arrogant and domineering.

But just because he didn't want to cause trouble, it didn't mean that the other party didn't want to cause trouble. When Bishop Miles heard the noise outside in the box, he immediately knew that it was Si Long who was coming, so he walked out with his men, wanting to make Si Long look bad.

So just when Qi Ling and others were about to walk into their box, seven or eight people from the Divine Court came over. The leader, Bishop Miles, said in a strange way: "Hey, who did I think it was? It turns out to be Grand Master Silong." Huh? Hey, I'm sorry, I've taken your place, do you want to come over for a bite?"

Silong's face darkened and he said, "Bishop Miles, what do you mean?"

Miles sneered and said: "It's nothing, it's just that we have known each other for so many years, don't I also want to show my respect? After all, you guys, you should feel honored to be able to eat with people like me, right?"

Miles's men also laughed and said: "That's it! Let you come over and pour wine for our bishop, and sing two little songs by the way! Hahaha!"

After hearing what the other party said, Silong was furious and was about to step forward to argue. Qi Ling on the side stopped him with a smile and said: "Grandmaster Silong, don't argue with a bunch of clowns."

"Presumptuous! Where did you come from? How dare you speak like this!" Miles heard Qi Ling's words and scolded him while looking at him. But at this glance, he was stunned because he saw it at a glance. Several girls behind Qi Ling.

Jianlan, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Hu Liena, the four girls can be said to have their own characteristics and are on par with each other. Even Bishop Miles, who is used to seeing beauties, has never seen such stunning beauty in the world.

"Hehehehe, Silong, where did you find such a beautiful little girl? You didn't even tell me, it's so embarrassing!" Bishop Miles said with a lewd smile, "In this way, you How about they divide me into two, and I will never trouble you again?"

Hearing what Bishop Miles said, Silon was furious. He was so rude to his guests, and he was obviously deliberately looking for trouble.

But just when Silong was about to step forward, Qi Ling stopped him again, but this time, Qi Ling planned to solve the problem by himself.

Seeing Qi Ling walking towards him alone, Bishop Miles snorted disdainfully. He is a Soul Emperor with a soul power level of over [-]. Are you still afraid of him?

"Hmph, boy, if you don't have the ability, don't push forward, otherwise you will be killed!" Bishop Miles said, reaching out to pull Qi Ling away.

But before his hand touched Qi Ling, everything changed immediately, because Qi Ling slowly said two words: "Kneel down!"

"Boom!" With eight swishing sounds, the eight people from the Divine Court in front of them immediately knelt down in front of Qi Ling.

Even Bishop Miles couldn't understand why he knelt down without any resistance after the boy said these two words, as if everything was a matter of course. Kneeling down in front of him was a matter of course. thing.

Afterwards, Qi Ling ignored the others and said to Silong with a smile: "Okay, Grandmaster Silong, let's eat first. No one will affect us now."

Silong looked at Miles and the others who were kneeling there neatly. Although he was curious, he also understood that Qi Ling must have done this, and he couldn't help but admire him a little more.

But after entering the box, Tang San said worriedly: "Brother, won't this cause trouble for the Blacksmiths Association? What if Shenting comes to trouble the Blacksmiths Association?"

Qi Ling patted Tang San on the shoulder and said: "Xiao San, you are worrying too much. The prerequisite for the Shenting to come to trouble is that they will spread the news! But don't worry, there won't be any Shenting Someone who can spread this news!"

Tang San listened to Qi Ling's words and wanted to ask any more questions, but Qi Ling stopped him with his eyes. After all, Silong was still there, and there were some things that were not good for him to know.

Everyone enjoyed this meal very happily, and it was very honorable for everyone!Because just outside their box, eight of Bishop Miles were kneeling there, not daring to move.

Until Qi Ling and others finished their meal, the eight Bishop Mars did not move even half an inch. Many dining guests passing by could not help but marvel at this scene, and they all wondered what kind of novel dining service this was. Too high-end.