I think you can't even imagine the happiness of a warlock.

Chapter 462 Treasure Box

The factory in the Great River Territory looked similar to the Industrial Church of Port Light, so Chen Zhou confidently led Toga through it.

Although he did not participate in the whole process, in theory, this is his own church after all, and even if there are occasional unfamiliar places, he can find the way with a little awareness.

After wandering around for half an hour, the two of them got lost together.

"Ah, where is this?"

"Where is this?"

"Where are we now?"

Finally, Chen Zhou brought Toga to a wall.

"Another dead end?" Toga gradually began to regret letting Cen lead the way.

Judging from his confident look, he thought he knew everything about this place as well as his own church. But in the end, didn’t he completely fail to recognize the way out?

It's not like Chen Zhou has never seen the industrial area in Dahe Territory. Just by comparing them in his mind, he can find that there are big differences between the two.

Toga was so surprised that he leaned back. Who gave you the courage to speak ill of people in the Orthodox Church just half an hour after you came in?
"Different workshops are next to each other, warehouses are piled together, and the upstream and downstream production chains are mixed together. No matter how you look at it, it is a very inefficient layout plan."

"I've already figured out how to leave."

Curious, Toga looked around and discovered a machine he had never seen before.

Chen Zhou looked embarrassed. He could sense that the priest named Boer was ten meters ahead, but he couldn't break through the wall to find someone.

"Don't worry, I'm just checking out our future partners."

At one end of the machine, raw materials are continuously fed into it by a crawler belt, and at the other end, the materials that have been initially processed are quickly sent out.

Toga was doubtful, but seeing Chen Zhou's familiar and confident look on his face, he believed him once.

Although Toga only watched from a distance for a moment, with his eyesight, he could easily tell that the gap between those parts was almost zero.

"Yes." Toga asked, "Where is the road?"

There are many such machines, and the parts produced by different feeds are also different. The only similarity is that the parts coming out of each outlet are all exactly the same.

Just as he was changing the topic, the main body partying in Paradise had carefully perceived the whole picture of this church and would not make any mistakes again.

Fortunately, Chen Zhou made no mistake this time and successfully found Pastor Boer's workshop.

With the documents from the Great River Territory, the two were quickly released and arrived at the mysterious and unfamiliar internal factory of the Industrial Church, which had only emerged in the past year or two.

Those objects that looked like they were made of metal actually completed such difficult processing inside the machine.

Toga nodded: "Lost."

"Because of this, we can see a very serious problem, that is, the building zoning of the Industrial Church is not very reasonable."

Then he said seriously: "Having been around for so long, have you seen any clues?"

Just like those batch-printed papers, the Industrial Church just expanded this idea to all aspects?

Just when Toga felt a slight shock from the machine tool, Chen Zhou found the person in charge here, a rock dwarf priest named Bol.

Contrary to his stereotype, dwarfs who love unique craftsmanship and technology have accepted modern industry faster than humans - all because those tools named machine tools can satisfy their wildest ideas. The lathe of the Church of Industry is essentially a large, magical object that has the application of divine magic.

This kind of strange object used to make strange objects can process the materials into the desired shape according to the operator's wishes. Fine gold, which is harder than diamond, is far superior to its non-magical version in terms of precision and efficiency.

"Hello, are you Pastor Ball?"

Chen Zhou handed over his certification documents.

"Oh my gosh, you're so tall." Bol looked up at the person coming and found that the person who came to deliver the express was actually a tiger man.

But lycanthropes cannot speak in this form.

Therefore, his curiosity aroused: "Are you a race that looks very similar to the Khajiit? Or do you use a spell like "Gladman"? Do you mind letting me..."

"Sign!" Chen Zhou obviously had no leisure and elegance, and looked like a courier who had been distracted by the unscrupulous navigation system for a long time.

"I won't sign if you don't tell me."

"If you don't sign, I will go to the supervisor and report you."

"I...sign, I sign." Bol muttered softly.

After signing the documents, Chen Zhou took out a large package from the convenience bag.

The industrial priest happily opened it on the spot and took out ice blue rectangular cubes one by one.

Toga looked over with interest, wanting to know what kind of goods Chen Zhou was going to bring after traveling thousands of miles.

After taking a look, he realized that it was the mobile phone that the other party had shown to him before.

That package contained at least hundreds or even thousands of mobile phones. If each unit sold for one hundred gold coins, that would be nearly one hundred thousand gold coins!
Did it turn out that there was a moving golden mountain following him during this period?
"Is this a treasure box developed by another dimension?"

The dwarf couldn't put it down, and immediately poured magic power into it to turn it on, and began to study the above functions.

The 1.0 version of the mobile phone actually does not have many functions, and new APPs cannot be installed. Only the functions that come with the desktop can be used:
Settings, address book, photography, church, account, mall, group chat, emergency call, Didi calling.

Each mobile phone is a tool that combines a variety of different magic items, so it is also called the treasure box 1.0 by the industrial priest Junzi Liuyi who invented it.

"That's great. As long as I have this, I will soon be able to accumulate enough contribution points to meet the Father of Ten Thousand Machines."

Bol was impressed. He had just checked his account and found that his salary and contributions were being accumulated silently even before he bought the treasure box. With the long life of a dwarf, even if he only accumulated step by step, he would be able to meet the requirements in a few decades. Got it!

"Can you use your salary in more useful ways?" Chen Zhou subconsciously complained, "Anyway, you will have a chance to see Him after you die two hundred years later."

The dwarf looked proud: "You don't understand. The Father of All Machines is erudite and has wisdom as deep as the ocean. Meeting him will definitely give me great inspiration!"

The Father of All Machines never dictates the creativity of believers and allows them to use their imagination and creativity. It is a great honor for many industrial priests to see each other and listen to their idols comment on their works.

Chen Zhou vaguely felt that something was not right: "But that will be decades later."

Hearing this, Boer showed a mysterious smile, with an unsatisfied expression on his face, and his eyes seemed to be waiting for Chen Zhou to ask questions.

"Is it possible...that you still have a way to quickly accumulate sharing points?"

"That's right! I've been planning to increase my points since I learned about the role of contribution points!"

(End of this chapter)