The legend of the craftsman

Du Ze conceived in his mind and began to draw the structure diagram.

When he saw the explanation of the basic architecture diagram of the combinatorial classifier, he had an idea.He wants to design a device that can rotate at high speed. When spiritual power is attached to it, the device can drive the high-speed rotation of spiritual power.

When the spiritual power is thrown by the weapon, the super high rotation speed can produce huge lethality.

In combination with Cangqi's current actual situation, Du Ze finally selected the prototype of the weapon as a stick.The stick is a melee weapon, and by adding a rotating design at the tail of the stick, it can become a long-range weapon.It is perfect for self-defense for smelly children.

With the general plan in mind, Du Ze wrote quickly, and he felt full bladder while drawing, and Du Ze had to stop writing.

Looking up at the room, the stinky kid is not there, and there is no sound outside, I don't know what Cang Qi is doing, but there is no one else in the house, let him go.

Du Ze opened the door and strode towards the bathroom.

Pushing open the door, Du Ze paused. What came into his sight was a young, strong, naked body full of strength and beauty. There was a ferocious scar on the strong chest that ran through the entire chest from the left armpit to the right hipbone. Scars, raised wounds, pink in color, look like scabs that just fell off.

With this scar, Du Ze can fully imagine how Cang Qi was hunted down and killed, and how he struggled to survive on the death line. It is really not easy for this child to survive.

Cang Qi was taken aback by Du Ze's sudden appearance, and his hands that were about to put on his pants stopped involuntarily.He blinked his eyes and looked at Du Ze.

Stretching out his hand to gently rub the scar twice, Du Ze was a little curious, "You didn't have a scar from such a serious injury before, why is it like this this time?"

The bathroom is not big, and after two men were installed, it became even smaller. Cang Qi felt a strange feeling when Du Ze's rough fingers touched it, which made him feel that the temperature in this small space seemed to have risen a lot.

He couldn't help but took a step back, leaning his body against the wall, and said in a weird voice, "That man's mental strength is stronger than mine, and when my mental strength improves, the scar will heal on its own."

"Oh." Du Ze nodded if he realized something.It seems that the remnant of mental power prevents the scars from fading.

Taking another look at Cang Qi's figure, Du Ze touched his chin salivatingly, the stinky boy's figure is really good.Broad shoulders, slender waist, narrow hips, a standard inverted triangle, two slender and straight legs, eight-pack abdominal muscles on the chest are clearly distinguishable, and the crotch and lower capital are very strong.

Du Ze whistled enviously and clicked his tongue twice. This is the figure a man should have.People like him are purely weak!

Cang Qi was embarrassed by Du Ze's look, his ears blushed unconsciously, but his facial expression was extremely serious, as if he was attending an international conference.

Du Ze stared at the eight-pack abs, looked again and again, finally couldn't hold back, took a step closer, stepped forward to touch it twice, "Not bad!"

At this time, Cang Qi's face was as red as a monkey's butt, he quickly put on his pants, for fear that Du Ze would do something excessive again.

Du Ze didn't care about Cang Qi's discomfort at all, it's nothing for two big men to touch their abs.Walking to the toilet, he took out his own thing and started to turn on the water. After seeing Cang Qi's size and looking at his own thing, he really, really had the urge to hit the wall.

Nima is all men, how could there be such a difference!Heaven is unfair!

"Cang Qi, how old are you?" When Du Ze finished his work and was about to leave the bathroom, he casually asked the stinky kid who was getting dressed.

"Seventeen."

Well, it's not full.

"Don't wear your clothes, I'll wash them for you." Du Ze said again.From the fact that the stinky kid burned rice, it can be seen that the kid has zero housework ability. If he really wants to wash his clothes by himself, he might be able to wash them into rags.

After taking care of him, Du Ze went back to his room to continue drawing his structure diagram.It is not all smooth sailing to draw the architectural picture, and many times he will be stuck and do not know how to structure the next step.

When his thinking was limited, he looked through the principle of the device to find inspiration.Although he read it word by word and carefully, there were still many places where his understanding was not thorough enough.The so-called reading a book a hundred times reveals its meaning, and maybe he can understand more every time he reads it.

In the early morning, Du Ze, who had been drawing for a whole night, left the room.Paper balls were thrown all over the ground, leaving nowhere for people to set foot.

Cang Qi ended his training after Du Ze left.He looked at the place where Du Ze left with a complicated expression.This young man who looks younger than him actually has the most resolute character.He is diligent, eager to learn, does not feel inferior because of ugliness, and does not feel inferior because of poverty. Such a person will never be a weak person!

Cang Qi clenched his fist, he wants to learn from Du Ze!

Du Ze, who had no idea that he had become someone's inspirational object, was helping that young master with his laundry.

In fact, Du Ze couldn't figure out how he could be so kind to a person who had only been together for a few days, maybe it was fate, or maybe it was Cang Qi's transparent purple eyes that confused him.

After finishing his work, Du Ze went out to buy vegetables, and brought back a set of clothes for Cang Qi, he couldn't let the stinky kid just be naked, even though his figure was quite pleasing to the eye.

After dealing with all matters, Du Ze started to practice and rushed to the stone.Now that he decided to make a life-saving device for Cang Qi, money became the first problem to be solved. The money in his hand was not enough to make the device.

In the next few days, Du Ze practiced crazily, punched stones, and drew structure diagrams.After finalizing the architecture diagram and confirming its feasibility through simulation, Du Ze went to the material market.

Putting mental power on his hands, Du Ze started to make parts. The pressure of money and the safety of Cang Qi's life made him dare not slack off in this production.

He breathed slowly and lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, his expression was extremely focused, his hands moved, his fingers were flexible, like a butterfly fluttering among flowers, and his mental power moved quickly and flexibly with his fingers. Winding and flowing, like a dragon swimming.

The Yingjia gradually took shape in his hands. Suddenly, his fingers stopped, and the mental power completed the structure at the same time. A stream of light flashed, and the finished parts were shining as if they had life.

Du Ze let out a sigh of relief, the first part is finished.

He didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and immediately began to practice. He didn't know how many parts his mental power could support the production of, so every time he devoted himself to the production with full mental power.

The whole stick has [-] parts, and completing one is only the first step in the Long March.

Cang Qi sat quietly on the side and practiced hard. He felt that when Du Ze was practicing at the same time, the effect of practicing at the same time was twice as good as when he practiced alone. Now his spiritual strength is close to the zero point of breakthrough. As long as there are two more days, He will definitely be able to enter the seventh level.

After Du Ze finished his training, he took out his armor and concentrated on making it again.

Until the hunger in his stomach awakened his awareness that he still needed to eat, Du Ze finished making the part in his hand, put it together with other parts at random, and stretched.

There was a blueprint on the table in front of him, and there was already a small pile of parts on it. At a glance, there were about ten of them, each with its own unique streamer.

Two parts were randomly thrown on the ground, dim and lifeless.

In the corner, piles of paper balls were randomly piled up, and a few unwilling to be lonely ran to other places to take risks.

Du Ze turned around and looked at Cang Qi, he was practicing seriously and had no intention of eating.

Du Ze didn't call him, just pushed the chair softly, and strode out.Struggle is very important, not to starve yourself to death is more important.

When I left the room, I saw the young man from Jiwotou wearing a fancy shirt coming in through the door. After entering, he continued to poke his head outside the door.

"What's wrong?" Du Ze asked casually, and looked outside the door.

The young man looked back at Du Ze, "The house next door said that there were burglars, but it seems that there is nothing missing."

Du Ze was startled, he realized that maybe the people who came from that family were not thieves at all!

Cang Duze's heartstrings were tense, but his face was relaxed, "It's quite novel, I'll go and see it too."

The young man in Jiwotou shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and walked from his bedroom, muttering as he walked, "I didn't expect that this kind of community could be broken into by thieves, it's really not safe."

Du Ze also lost the intention of cooking, so he pretended to be relaxed and went out to the next door.

There was a young couple living next door, Du Ze rarely went out and they only met twice when they went out and in.

At the door, twos and threes gathered to watch some lively events, Du Ze stood on the periphery of the crowd and looked into the house.

Two men in bright yellow shirts and black trousers were recording something at the entrance, and the husband was talking about his discovery with excitement, and kept gesticulating with his hands.

"I've told you several times that someone must have come in. I'm absolutely sure! I've told you the evidence. I made the door lock myself, and there is a small mechanism for counting it. My wife and I went to Before the trip, the number was [-], do you see how much it is now?"

"Are you sure there is nothing missing?" the older man among the two men who should be policemen asked, "Maybe a relative came here."

"The two of us have no relatives here. There is no shortage of things, but it doesn't mean that others haven't stolen things. The mental power structure diagram I designed is spread out on the table, and he just writes down such things." The husband said plausibly.

"But," the policeman showed embarrassment, "we really don't care if this kind of thing is stolen."

"What can you care about?" The husband's voice couldn't help raising an octave.

When Du Ze heard this, he turned around and left, Cang Qi might not be able to hide for long, the three people outside couldn't hold back anymore.

Maybe they couldn't hold back and searched from house to house, but the residents never found out.

Now their search is approaching, maybe the next time it will be his residence.

Thinking of this, Du Ze couldn't help quickening his pace, went downstairs to buy ten steamed buns, and hurried back to his residence.There is not much time left for him and Cang Qi, he has to speed up the progress.

After entering the room, Du Ze was taken aback, the room was empty, and Cang Qi was not there.

When his eyes fell on the desk, he found that there was an extra piece of paper on it. Du Ze picked it up, and there were only three words on it that pierced through the back of the paper and were as sharp as a knife—I, let's go!

He squeezed the note in the palm of his hand and kneaded it into a ball. He left without even saying goodbye.

After going through this, I am afraid that life and death will be boundless!