A guide to scientifically managing monsters

"The air extractor, the compressor, and the wooden tank." An Qi tried to use it while talking to himself, "The principle is not easy to understand, and the production is not simple, but the use... is actually very simple."

Seeing Qin Wangchuan looking over in confusion, it was obvious that even An Qi was talking to himself boringly, but he listened carefully.

The air extractor in his hand began to pump out the air continuously, An Qi tilted his head at Qin Wangchuan, and said with a smile, "This is technology. How about technology determines productivity, and technology is above labor. "

The air extractor draws in air, and then comes out with two air outlets, one for air and the other for black air.

In terms of power composition, about one is spiritual energy and the other is magic energy.

The evil spirit originally attached to the air extractor has already been transformed into a catalyst and disappeared without a trace, but its function will not be lost. Just like ordinary catalysts, it can promote chemical reactions, but it will not reduce it even a little.

The reason is more difficult than the water inlet and outlet of the pool, because it involves the separation of magic energy and spiritual energy.

"Actually, it's just taking advantage of the adsorption and repulsion properties..." An Qi said in a low voice, and concentrated on operating the compressor. The wooden tank next to it was ready, waiting to hold the compressed magical energy.

Compared to An Qi's success, Old Yang was much slower.

It can be seen from the classical Chinese left by the ancestors, punctuation marks?No.Sentence?No.And I also like to use Tongjia characters with homophonic characters, so the exercises handed down by my ancestors are all streams of consciousness.

The text you see is not necessarily the literal meaning, maybe the real meaning will be completely different.

This tradition has been preserved until now, so Yang Lao, Chen Lao and Zheng Lao, as well as Taoist Yimei who came to make soy sauce are more suitable for the stream of consciousness.

In this way, the magic weapon engraved with the basic gossip array can become larger and smaller, and there are also very complicated vortexes and gears inside, which will cause many reactions when it rotates.

In the eyes of Mr. Yang: What do these represent?

The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric?

East, south, northwest, spring, summer, autumn and winter?

I don't know that there has already been a reform exam outside, and Mr. Yang will naturally encounter a bottleneck if he understands it based on his own experience.

In the final analysis, neither method is wrong, but there is no junction point for the time being.

Just like two parallel lines, a person walking on one of them is like meeting someone on the other, which is never possible.

"Ah, devilish energy!" The three old men were all studying, and their movements were cautious, but the one-eyed Taoist hadn't yet reached the level of discriminating everything, so he simply followed the instructions given by An Qi, and finally compressed the devilish energy.

The air outlet connected to the compressor is transparent. The material was originally crystal, but after being strengthened by formations, it has become as flexible and hard as snake skin.

The wooden jar was prepared a long time ago. Taoist One Eyebrow introduced the devilish energy into the wooden jar, looked at An Qi excitedly, and said from the bottom of his heart, "Thank you, Mr. An."

"Small things." An Qi nodded lightly, and continued to work.

The two used a set of tools, and Qin Wangchuan stood beside him without doing anything, matching the green grass in front of him, this person looked like a painting at this moment.

"The efficiency is too low, we need more talents." An Qi frowned slightly, "I still think too simple."

Taking the air pump from An Qi's hand, Qin Wangchuan seldom spoke, "No, this matter is not yours alone."

Rubbing her wrist, An Qi quickly felt relieved.

This is indeed not his matter, nor is it a matter of a certain person, but concerns the calamity of all mankind.

"Wooden boxes can block the devil's energy. These instruments... are extremely useful." Finally, the most stubborn old Chen spoke, and he looked at An Qi with complicated eyes.

I don't want to admit that An Qi really overwhelmed all human beings at this moment, but I can't deny it, because this is a fact that all human beings cannot deny.

Probably still a little unwilling in his heart, Mr. Chen gave up the magic weapon in his hand to others after finishing speaking.

"Let's go when you're done trying, how many more hours do you want to work?" Mr. Chen said angrily to the other two energetic old men.

Among the three, Mr. Zheng looked younger, but that was only relatively speaking. At this moment, it was obvious that he was in a bad state.

Then it was Old Yang who stopped. At this time, his back finally bent down, the wrinkles on his face were serious, and he pursed his lips and said, "Go back first!"

The attempt was successful and they were able to deal with the helpless demonic energy, which made everyone very excited, but looking at Elder Yang's face, they all calmed down again.

The role of An Qi was proved this time, Taoist One Eyebrow was no longer so defensive, and at this moment he took the initiative to say: "Boss Yang's deadline is this year."

People who practice Taoism compete with the sky for their lives, spy on the secrets of the sky, and take their lives. They have a general understanding of their own life span.

If this is the case, then it is really powerless.

No matter how good the elixir, no matter how strong the spirit grass is, it can't change the established lifespan. This is something determined by God.

Back to the camp at the foot of the mountain, everyone's mood is inevitably complicated.

It is a good thing to be able to temporarily extract and store the demonic energy, but as the most powerful existence, if Mr. Yang really lets go like this, it will be an irreparable loss for the human race and the future of the human race.

The atmosphere was somewhat dull, but An Qi and his party had to leave.

"I've already taken out all the magic tools in my hand. You can allocate them according to your needs." An Qi believed them, and the magic energy was no small matter. Even if they were collected and stored, they might not have the strength to study them for a while.

On the contrary, An Qi put away the magic energy collected by An Qi, even if the others wanted to say something, they turned a blind eye and closed their eyes as if they didn't see it.

Leaving Wudao Jishan, the time outside has not passed too long.

Then I went to look at the homework of the children of Li □□, An Qi encouraged her and left with Qin Wangchuan.

As for the demon world at this time, apart from the thriving fields outside the school and the factories that are constantly shutting down, many neighbors have moved into the community opposite the school at this time.

The management center of the demon world is like the heart of the demon world. When it starts beating, it radiates like the entire demon world. As long as you see a monster, you will never miss it.

Fei Yi actually didn't know that he was Fei Yi.

Very thin, almost skinny, with a round head, black eyes, and a group of small snakes that usually eat dirt.

On this day, a fat pig felt that the nearby soil tasted bad, so he planned to change to another place to eat, and when he moved, he saw a little light in a place far, far away.

The demon world is always gray and dark all year round. When did such a color appear?

Fei Yi couldn't remember, he stared at it for a while, and then quickly crawled in that direction.

As he got closer, Fei Yi saw a strange thing flying in mid-air, and something stuck behind it into the ground, softening the hard soil.

Splash water, sprinkle wacky things, cover with dirt.

"Hey, you're new here." Unlike the skinny Fat Yi, Ying Long at this time has already grown fat. If it wasn't for exercising every day to keep fit, he would definitely be a fat dragon now.

Flying in the air with flapping wings, Ying Long kindly grabbed the fat widows and left his field, and sent them to the residential area opposite the affiliated elementary school.

"Fat Yi?" Just when An Qi came back, he saw Ying Long's big paws holding many small snakes to the ground.

"God An Qi is back." Ying Long put the fat left on the ground, and shook his sore paws to explain, "I saw this when I was farming, and I was about to send it to the residential area."

Looking at the residential area, An Qi found many new faces and asked, "How many new faces are there now?"

"It's almost a hundred." Ying Long hesitated, he was not very confident in his mathematics.

An Qi didn't intend to know the exact number, he rubbed his chin and turned to walk towards the residential area, "Ying Long, go and ask the second grade Ginseng Jing and Tai Yi, Yan and the group leaders to come over."

"Just go to the small garden, and your first-grade class leaders will also come and listen in, don't force it."

"Got it, Great God An Qi." Ying Long agreed, and a dragon swung its tail and ran into the school like an arrow.

The residential area is now a fixed site for group activities, but most of the monsters who have lived there for a while will not come back to live. They all like to live in the school dormitory, and many newcomers still have not figured out the situation.

Looking at the new faces in the community, An Qi said to Qin Wangchuan: "Look, the increase in the number is accelerating now, which means that our construction speed must also be accelerated."

"En." Qin Wangchuan nodded seriously.

Jiu Ying was the first to come to the community, because he happened to be back from farming, and happened to meet Ying Long, asked a few words, and immediately rushed to the community.

Jiuying also came with his monster classmates in the group, the second graders took the lead, and the first graders followed behind.

"The carpet is laid out, the table is set up, and the speakers are put down!"

"There is still water, all ready!"

"Paper and pen!"

"Leader Jiuying, whose paper and pen do you use?" The questioner was obviously a first-year student doing errands.

The nine heads burst into anger almost at the same time, and Jiuying said in a bad mood: "Of course I use the student union, you go to the student union to get it, and say that the residential area is used for activities!"

"Oh!"

There are many monsters and the speed is fast. An Qi just took a look at a few residential buildings, and the garden has already been arranged.

There was no time to lose, An Qi and Qin Wangchuan appeared on the Prince together, and saw that all the new monsters from the residential area had come, and the students were also running here one after another.

"Bring more Mazhazi." An Qi told Jiu Ying.

When everyone was ready, An Qi picked up a ballpoint pen, drew a circle on the A4 paper, wrote [-] inside, then cleared her throat and said, "The number of new monsters in the community is gradually increasing, and the previous room allocation principles are different. However, the food will still be temporarily distributed by the canteen of the affiliated elementary school. Today I will talk about the new regulations..."

"The community will build a public bathhouse. Don't be lazy, you must take a bath every three days."

"Establish a community residents' committee, which is temporarily composed of second-year and first-year students. Everyone must obey the arrangement, otherwise the right to live in the community will be revoked."

"For the next week, everyone will leave the residential area during the daytime, and follow the second-year students to a point two hundred miles away..."