In this troubled world, I can optimize everything

"Great Protector, since Qianfa Tower is no longer a concern, is it really necessary to awaken my god?"

Elder Yiyi broke into a layer of cold sweat on his forehead when he heard the great guardian's arrangements.

He regretted waking up these old immortals.

At that time, I became more and more angry as I thought about it, so I called out these old guys.

Now I find that it doesn't seem to be of much benefit to me.

He is not the first Yiyi elder, there are many others of the same generation before him.

These three guardians and the nine zero-generation elders are old guys who have existed since the founding of the Wutong Divine Sect.

Those elders of the zero generation are usually dormant in various countries or certain forces.

Only when these three apologetics are awakened will they come back.

If the classics in the religion are true, then these three guardians are the Wutong Divine Sect, which was founded along with the first-generation leader and the Great God of Wutong.

According to this calculation, these three young men must be four to five hundred years old.

Even those elders of zero generation must be over 300 years old.

"The Great God of Wutong has been sleeping for too long, and it's time to give him a good meal."

The great guardian's eyes were indifferent and he did not take Elder Yiyi seriously.

"You don't think that a little broken bone is worth waking me up once, do you?"

Seeing that Elder Yiyi remained silent, the great guardian sneered.

"The time you called me is quite good. There are still seven months left before the five-tong master's slumber will end."

"That's when our Wutong Divine Sect will see the light of day again!"

"Go away, I need to recover for a while."

The great guardian waved his hand and drove away Elder Yiyi.

Elder Yiyi did not dare to say anything and walked out of the secret room with his head lowered.

"Xiao Jiuling, go and catch some people for me."

"The bloodworms in my body are starving."

The great guardian said to Jiu Ling who was ogling him.

"Yes, Great Guardian." Jiu Ling replied with a soft voice and full of charm.

After saying that, Jiuling took out a compass and tapped it a few times.

A black ghost door appeared in front of her, and bursts of hot wind blew out from inside.

"Then I'm going, Great Protector." Before Jiu Ling left, he didn't forget to give the Great Protector a wink, twisted his waist and walked into the ghost gate.

"She still looks so coquettish after all these years."

The great guardian snorted lightly, grabbed a congregant next to him and broke his neck.

Blood spurted out, drenching the great protector's clothes.

"Come on, it's time to eat."

The smile on the big guardian's face became distorted, and something seemed to be crawling under the skin.

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Early the next morning, as soon as Chen Heng opened his eyes, he saw Bai Jun standing in front of his bed.

"you?"

Chen Heng took a look at Bai Jun in front of him and looked at him with some confusion.

"Brother Chen, someone from the chief helm just sent something over."

"They are all covered with linen. I don't know what they are."

Bai Jun pointed outside the room.

"So why are you in my room?"

Bai Jun's answer did not solve Chen Heng's doubts. He still didn't understand why this kid was standing in front of his bed.

"Brother Chen, didn't you say you would give me an alchemy furnace during dinner last night?"

"I'm just thinking about it..."

"..." Chen Heng.

Yes, he did say this yesterday, but you wouldn't come to my bed and stare at me early in the morning.

Can I still give you an alchemy furnace?

"I understand, you go out first, thank you."

Chen Heng had veins on his forehead, but he still controlled his fists not to hit Bai Jun's face.

"Okay~" Bai Jun saw that Chen Heng's veins were rising, so he walked out very obediently.

After Bai Jun left, Chen Heng let out a long breath.

This guy is pretty good.

Maybe you have been alone in the mountains for too long, and you are not used to the world down the mountain?

Well, it should be, otherwise it wouldn't be so abnormal.

After changing his clothes, Chen Heng took a rare shower by himself.

Normally, Xiao He would take care of him, but Xiao He didn't know what happened and was taken to the hospital last night.

When I came back, both hands were smeared with medicine, and I probably couldn't touch the water for many days.

It's just weird.

As for the Wutong Divine Sect, Chen Heng planned to take it easy first.

Let’s wait until Shura bloodline and Drought Demon bloodline are both optimized to 50%.

Although they are all good at it, this time they are not going to purchase but to destroy.

Of course, you have to be well prepared.

Once something is omitted, I am not afraid of revenge, I am only worried about my family and Qiyang City.

Walking out of the small courtyard, Chen Heng saw the cart covered with linen at a glance.

The two wheels of the cart were stuck in the ground, and the axle made an overwhelming creaking sound from time to time.

"Can't be wrong."

Seeing this posture, Chen Heng stepped forward and lifted the linen cloth.

In addition to the black sword and the thousand-year black iron gun, there are two steel knives and steel guns placed on the cart.

Looking at these four weapons, Chen Heng suddenly remembered what he had said to Xu Lieying before about wanting to get a few more weapons.

"Okay, the quality is good."

Chen Heng picked up a steel knife with one hand, weighing about fifty kilograms.

Although it is not as heavy as the Heisha Knife before it was optimized, it is still a good knife.

As for the remaining two steel guns, they are exactly the same weight as the Millennium Black Iron Gun before it was optimized.

"Er, those boys who came to deliver things before said that they would pay you a visit to the main helm when you have time."

Chen Fugui, who was practicing health-preserving boxing with Bai Jun, saw Chen Heng and shouted from a distance.

"It's said that Gang Leader Goulong has something to do with you. Just go there when you have time."

Chen Heng nodded in agreement and returned to the yard carrying his weapons.

After a quick bite of breakfast, Chen Heng got on the carriage heading to the main helm.

It was still Old Liu who drove Chen Heng, but Chen Heng always felt that something was wrong with the little old man's eyes.

"Old Liu, do you want to tell me something?"

Chen Heng finally couldn't hold it back and asked.

"Hey, Deputy Gang Leader Chen has a good eye."

Old Liu flattered him in a tasteless way, rubbed his hands and laughed.

"Well, I want to ask Deputy Gang Leader Chen something."

"Just say it." Chen Heng didn't mind if his own people asked for his help.

Things that were difficult to achieve in their eyes were nothing more than trivial matters to Chen Heng.

"Then I'll say it."

Old Liu paused and spoke out his request.

"The younger one, Na Quanzi, opened a store with his friends. His friend's father invited many famous people from inside and outside the city."

"But old man, I'm just a coachman. How can I know so many people?"

"I've thought about it a lot, and apart from you, there is only Hall Master Qi left."

"Let's see if you can go there on the opening day and help support the place."

"Otherwise, it will be difficult for my silly son to talk to him in business in the future."

"I see." Chen Heng nodded, but he could understand why Lao Liu begged him.

When two people do business together, they inevitably compete for the right to speak.

The wider the network, the more powerful the voice of the person who invests more.

Once you are deprived of the right to speak, it is only a matter of time before you are kicked out.