I’m Making Equipment In Wasteland

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When Jiang Liu came in, Zhao Changan was sitting in the pavilion having breakfast, and there were always six or seven small plates on the stone table.

Zhao Changan took a sip of the white porcelain bowl.

"Have you eaten? Do you want to have some together?"

Jiang Liu stepped forward and saw what Zhao Changan's breakfast was.

A plate of coke rings, a bowl of soy juice in his hand, a few dishes of side dishes, and a bowl of hot and spicy soup made of indistinct ingredients.

The corners of Jiang Liu's mouth twitch, is he co-working with his teacher or an old Beijing?

Jiang Liu waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'm not blessed with soy juice."

Zhao Changan took another sip, only then did he react.

"You kid, do you know soy juice? Few people know this thing now."

Jiang Liu readily picked up a coke ring and put it in his mouth. The coke ring was crispy in his mouth. After the saliva and the coke ring were fully fused, a peculiar smell of wheat burst out.

After the entrance, there seemed to be a warm current wandering on the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and Jiang Liu's expression brightened.

This focal circle looks unattractive, but it is definitely not made of ordinary materials, and he even vaguely feels that his source power has increased.

Jiang Liu ate it three times. He was planning to take another one, but he found that he was full after this small coke circle.

Zhao Changan looked at Jiang Liu with a smile and said, "You kid, one is enough for you."

Jiang Liuyi licked the corner of his mouth and asked, "Why does the teacher like to eat jiaoyuan and drink soy juice?"

Zhao Changan’s old face brought some memories: "Your teacher’s teacher’s teacher, but an authentic old Beijinger from the old age. This bean juice and Jiaohuan are the preferences of the old Beijingers from the old age, and they have been passed down from generation to generation. NS."

Jiang Liu subconsciously opened his eyes.

It has been hundreds of years since the transition between the old and the new era, but from the mouth of my cheap teacher, I can tell that they are only the fourth generation in this line.

From this, you can imagine how many years your teacher's teacher and teacher's teacher's teacher have lived.

Jiang Liu pondered for a moment and asked, "Teacher, I have a question for you."

Zhao Changan glanced at Jiang Liu and said, "If you want to ask, you don't have to be so polite with me in the future."

"Teacher, how old are you this year?" Jiang Liu asked.

Zhao Changan was silent for a moment, and then said with a faint smile: "I can almost be your grandfather, guess how old I am this year."

Jiang Liu:? ? ?

Jiang Liu felt that Zhao Changan was taking advantage of him, but he had no evidence.

Zhao Changan coughed slightly, he drank the coke circle in the bowl, and touched his stomach with satisfaction.

"Go, I have opened the door of the West Wing for you, hurry up, I will take you to have fun in the evening."

Zhao Changan left on his own. Jiang Liuxin said that this bad old man was very bad, and he only spoke half of what he was going to play at night.

Jiang Liu turned and entered the West Wing. The Wings of the Fallen still stood quietly on the spot. Jiang Liu sighed and started his restoration work again.

Although the Yuanli engine was installed and other repairs were not much, it was very cumbersome, and Jiang Liu had new ideas.

Anyway, someone provides raw materials for free. This excellent opportunity must not be wasted. Jiang Liu intends to take this opportunity to upgrade Wings of Depravity in an all-round way.

For example, the four pairs of steel wings behind Wings of Fallen, because of insufficient raw materials, he could only use ordinary metal materials to build them, but now he can completely upgrade them.

Jiang Liu, who was full of joy, embarked on a vigorous renovation project, and time passed by minute by minute.

Jiang Liu's work lasted eight hours, and it was not until after four o'clock in the afternoon that Jiang Liu completely completed his restoration work.

At this time, Wings of Fallen completely changed its appearance.

The original painting was transformed into jet black by Jiang Liu, and many dark purple stripes were added to the surface, making it look like an evil and mysterious metal demon from a distance.

The steel wings on the back were also replaced by metal wings by Jiang Liu. In addition to the main keel, each pair of steel wings added 35 detachable metal wings.

The result of this is that once all the four pairs of steel wings behind Jiangliu are activated, they can completely differentiate into thousands of metal feathers.

After these metal feathers fell off, Jiang Liu was able to possess four pairs of metal spears. Used as a weapon.

Inside, Jiangliu also carried out a round of upgrades, taking into account comfort while increasing functionality.

Zhao Changan was finally late. The old man stared at Jiang Liu all the way yesterday, but he showed his true shape in less than a day. Except for the morning meal, I couldn't see people at all for the whole day until just now.

Zhao Changan stood in front of Fallen Wings with his hands on his back, he sighed while looking at Fallen Wings.

"Tsk tsk, it's okay, it's a bit worse than me. When I was your age, the mecha that I made was almost like that."

Jiang Liu:? ? ?

When you are complimenting people, you have to bring yourself along. What's wrong with this?

"Okay, pack up and go with me. I'll take you to have fun in a while, and remember to bring your mecha."

Zhao Changan left after speaking, leaving Jiang Liu alone.

Jiang Liu changed hands and put Fallen Wings into Mercury Tears. Whether to say it or not, Jiang Liu finally felt what it was like to have a local tyrant master.

Mercury tears will be given away as soon as they are given. If you rely on himself alone, you don't know when you will have equipment such as Mercury tears.

Outside the courtyard, Zhao Changan was standing at the door waiting for Jiang Liu. At this time, he didn't know when he changed into a black combat uniform, and he also wore a mask on his face.

Jiang Liu:? ? ?

He had a vaguely sudden bad feeling.

"Teacher~www.wuxiahere.com~What are we going to do?"

Zhao Changan smiled slightly and said, "Wait, you'll know. Come and follow me."

Zhao Changan said that he took Jiang Liu to the back of the courtyard.

"Hey! Master, where are we going? Isn't this door in front?" Jiang Liu asked more and more puzzled.

Zhao Changan suddenly turned around and covered Jiang Liu's mouth.

"Shhh, keep your voice down, don't let other people hear it."

Zhao Changan glanced around with a guilty conscience, and after making sure that no one was there, he added: "Your master, I have not been out of the house very much for many years, and someone will stare when I go out. It's gone."

Jiang Liu's eyes widened subconsciously, and his master was carrying other people on his back this time. Doesn't this count as running away from home?

"Teacher, you just go out like this, is there really nothing wrong?" Jiang Liu asked suspiciously.