Chapter 643: The local tyrant among the local tyrants! (2/2)
If there is really a stupid man with a lot of money, he can bring a lot of money...
Wei Wenyao thought about it, and soon thought of several projects in the department.
These projects are all due to unreasonable ideas, or the total investment is too high, or there is no practical value for the time being, or they have encountered major setbacks, and they are all in a semi-paralyzed state.
President Shang hit the railroad while it was hot: ”Dr. Wei, don’t hesitate. What kind of savage is this? It is clearly a **** of wealth. You hesitate again. Several projects in the college have been revitalized, don't blow your beard and stare at you!”
Wei Wenyao finally moved his heart: ”President Shang, are you sure he is really willing to invest? He is alone, no matter how rich he is, how can he be a local tyrant?”
”Look at what you said!”
Principal Shang laughed lightly, ”He has no money himself, and there is the entire Iron Star behind him! As for whether people are willing to invest, it depends on your skill! In my opinion, there are so many strange people in our refining department. Shi, so many highly respected masters, who have formed a group to fool a local rich man who came out of a rural area, isn't that enough to catch him!”
Wei Wenyao ”hehe” laughed: ”What is this called? What is'huyou'? This is with a good friend from Tieyuanxing, who has money to pay, and works hard to explore the infinite mysteries of the world of refining tools!”
After closing the communication, Wei Wenyao thought for a while and contacted the heads of seven or eight project teams in the department. They were all short of funds and shy in their pockets, and held a remote meeting.
After a while, babbled doubts exploded over the small lake:
”What? Let a savage come to my project team as a visiting scholar? Isn't this nonsense!”
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Outside Fei Xiong City, as the sun sets, the shadows of Li Yao and Wu Ma Yan dragged on for a long time.
Tomorrow they will set off. This is the first time Wumayan has left Tieyuan Star in his memory and rushed to the vast and ethereal universe. The young man felt a little worried.
He exposed his right arm and was trying a brand new magic weapon that Li Yao had refined for him. It was a gleaming silver glove that spread to the elbow, engraved with mysterious and complicated spiritual patterns. After putting it on, he went right. The arms are like psychic prostheses, majestic and majestic.
The basic material used to refine this glove was the steel right hand that was beaten out during the fierce battle between Xiong Wuji and Yan Xibei.
After Wumayan picked up the crumpled iron hand from the battlefield, he begged Li Yao to help him refine a glove.
The materials used by this iron hand were ordinary, and Li Yao added dozens of rare materials to it, and assembled the power of the five ghost repairs on the Spark, and it was finally done.
Wumayan put on his gloves, rolled up a whirlwind with his right fist, and practiced with great concentration, sweat shining brightly in the sunset.
”Have you really decided?”
Li Yao smiled and looked at his first disciple, ”Decided to keep going on the road of Qi refiners?”
”Remind you, fish and bear's paw can't have both. The path of a qi refiner and the path of a cultivator are also difficult to be compatible. The thicker your meridians, the more true qi you can carry, and the harder it is to combine them. True Qi is liquefied.”
”You are still young and you still have the opportunity to choose, but if you practice for a few years, I am afraid you will never be able to build a foundation!”
”My situation is different. I have already successfully built the foundation before I practiced as a gas refiner, so my path is not something that others can easily imitate.”
Wuma Yan slammed a punch, watching the fluctuations of his true energy gradually spread tens of meters away, wiped his sweat, and nodded: ”I have already decided, although both the teacher and Dad Xiong have asked me to go to the Holy City of Heaven. Studying abroad will broaden your horizons, and I would also like to see the strong in the starry sky.”
”However, I am afraid I will never become a cultivator. My path is destined to be the path of a refiner!”
”Can't build a foundation, what does that matter?”
”For 5,000 years, the highest state of Tieyuan Qi refiners has always been only ninety-nine layers. Many people suspect that the so-called one hundred layers does not exist at all. It is an illusory fantasy, and ninety-nine layers are the limit. !”
”As a result, Daddy Bear used his iron fist to smash the'limits' severely!”
”I think, since it can reach one hundred weights, it will definitely reach one hundred and one weight, two hundred weights, five hundred weights, one thousand weights!”
Li Yao said: ”With your qualifications, you will definitely be willing to teach you when you arrive in the Heavenly Sacred City. Maybe you will be able to build a foundation and form a pill within a dozen or twenty years, and your strength may not be heavier than one hundred during the Qi Refining Period. Worse.”
”At least, the path of building foundations and condensing pill, condensing infants and transforming gods is clearly laid out here, but it is not as illusory as the refining period of one thousand weights. It is long and dangerous. Why do you have to choose such a path? What?”
Wumayan looked at the wasteland and mountains in the distance, and whispered softly: ”Because, this road is the road that bear father wants to take.”