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Chapter 88 This is neither scientific nor fantasy

Tan Wenjie was forced to play the role of a yellow-haired guy who robbed someone's childhood sweetheart, but when facing Zhuge Kongping, the victim, he was not intimidated. Instead, he directly asked about the sale of zombies. He wanted to buy a bronze-armored zombie.

"No, that bronze-armored corpse is a rare species!" Zhuge Kongping refused without thinking. He loved the corpse as if his life were his. It would have been fine if he had married off his junior sister, but his own wife was a jealous tigress, and he had never had the chance to get close to her.

But he would never agree to sell his beloved zombie.

Zhuge Wanghui: "You are unlucky enough to be defeated by that bronze-armored corpse. I will make the decision and send it directly to Ajie."

Tan Wenjie waved his hands repeatedly and said righteously, "No, I still have to pay. You can give me a discount at most. I can only accept a discount of 2% or more. You can also give me a few more zombies and ghosts. I will be angry if you give me more discounts! It's too polite! Hey, Brother Zhuge, I heard that you have a sleeping zombie of the strongest man in the Qing Dynasty?"

Zhuge Kongping: ...

The pretty boy is simply greedy.

The two of them had already agreed on the sale of the bronze-armored corpse after a few words. Zhuge Wanghui was afraid that Tan Wenjie would not want Bai Rourou, and if Bai Rourou continued to stay in his home, his family would really be in turmoil.

Tan Wenjie saw clearly that Zhuge Wanghui was the one in charge.

In Zhuge Wanghui's eyes, those zombies were dirty things that brought bad luck, and she wished she could throw them all away. However, she also knew that giving away Bai Rourou and then selling the bronze-armored corpse today had reached Zhuge Kongping's bottom line, and she didn't dare to go any further. Therefore, she could only feel regretful about Tan Wenjie's "collecting waste" behavior.

Next time I have a chance, I will definitely give them all to Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie opened the box and found a pile of gold bars, dollars and silver notes in addition to some spare clothes.

"Humph, what's the big deal about having a few stinky bucks?" Zhuge Kongping became increasingly unhappy. "Boy, what do you want to do by buying the bronze-armored corpse?"

Tan Wenjie said righteously: "Subdue demons and monsters! This thousand-year-old bronze-armored corpse, if released by mistake, will surely cause disaster to all quarters, so I want to buy it and destroy it to prevent future troubles."

It is reasonable to collect upgrade materials while subduing demons and monsters.

“Haha!” Zhuge Kongping smiled, “With me, Zhuge Kongping, here, there’s no way the bronze-armored corpse could possibly escape. And it’s not that I look down on you, but that bronze-armored corpse is very powerful, you can’t kill it.”

Tan Wenjie: "You can guarantee that the zombies won't escape, but what about a hundred years later? What about five hundred years later? The older the zombies are, the stronger they are. When the zombies escape, there will be a lot of suffering. It's better to eliminate them completely. It's also very simple to kill the bronze-armored zombies. Just use thunderbolts."

Zhuge Kongping: "It sounds a bit far-fetched, but you also said it was hundreds of years later. My Zhuge family has been passed down for 18 generations, each generation is stronger than the previous one, and it's just a bronze-armored corpse."

Tan Wenjie: "The number of people killed by the bronze-armored zombie is countless. How can we protect it just because it is rare? Dogs that bite people should be killed. Why should a zombie that has killed people be allowed to live? Just because it is rare?"

It would have been fine if Zhuge Kongping had the ability to subdue the bronze-armored corpse, but in fact he was subdued by the bronze-armored corpse instead.

If the body was in Uncle Jiu's hands, Tan Wenjie really wouldn't be able to come up with this excuse to refute it.

Seeing the two of them deadlocked, Zhuge Wanghui immediately made the decision: "I said, sell it!"

She had long seen that the Bronze-Armored Corpse was a nemesis of Zhuge Kongping, and had not taken it seriously before because she wanted to make him suffer. But now that Tan Wenjie had helped a lot in taking Bai Rourou away, she might as well go with the flow and solve both problems at once.

Zhuge Wanghui walked up to her husband, pinched his ear and whispered, "Fatty, you haven't opened a shop for half a year, right?"

“That was me…” Zhuge Kongping’s face fell.

His wife's fortune-telling stall makes a fortune every day, but his own ghost-catching career has suffered repeated setbacks. Now he relies entirely on his wife for support, but he wants to invent something and is short of money...very short of money.

Foreign generators of various foreign brands are shipped across the ocean at ridiculously high prices.

"I heard that Diyi Mao is going to cause trouble for you?"

"How did you know?"

"Your junior sister just told me, if you don't get rid of this bronze-armored corpse, how can you deal with the world's number one Mao?" She knew that her man was most concerned about his reputation, and he talked about famous families every day.

The more you lack something, the more you show off it.

The bronze-armored corpse is more important than his junior sister, and defeating the world's number one Mao is more important than the bronze-armored corpse. Maybe he is willing to shorten his life and let the ghost possess his body just to win the number one Mao.

Just when Tan Wenjie was thinking about whether he should just break into Zhuge's sealed ghost storehouse and buy it for zero yuan, the couple finally finished their discussion.

They were whispering, and he really didn't want to listen. He blamed himself for having sharp ears, as he even accidentally heard the bottom price.

2000 yuan? If it's so cheap, you are not looking down on Mr. Tan.

So how much is 2000 yuan at 2% discount?

Zhuge Kongping: "If you want to sell it, then sell it. Why don't you keep it and don't destroy it?"

The first half of the sentence was still tough, but the second half turned into a plea.

For someone who likes to collect zombies, the Bronze Armored Zombie is his treasured figurine. Even if his figurine has killed people, it is still a treasure.

Tan Wenjie refused righteously: "I am devoted to subduing demons and monsters. Sorry, no!"

Zhuge Kongping wanted to say something, but his wife had already pinched his ears with two fingers, and he immediately cried out and begged for mercy.

The group arrived at the Zhuge family's sealed ghost storehouse. Because it was in broad daylight and exposed to the sun, the sealed ghost storehouse was only slightly eerie and no clues could be seen. The bronze-armored corpse stood in the sun, with corpse qi surging on its body.

"Top Heart Fir"

"Willow Branches"

"Xuanyuan Mirror"

"Top Lung Fir"

"Red Rope"

"Rooster Blood Coffin Nails"

Tan Wenjie walked around the bronze-armored corpse, then stared at its twitching nose and eyelids that were moving and trying to open. This corpse had really become a spirit.

Zombies can't see, so they instinctively follow their breath. If you encounter a zombie, you can escape by holding your breath.

The bronze-armored corpse was obviously different. The corpse aura on its body formed a cover that dissipated the sunlight. Only lightning could destroy it.

There is majesty in ugliness and brilliance in horror.

"It is indeed a rare species." said Tan Wenjie.

"Of course!" Zhuge Kongping nodded proudly, and then he saw Tan Wenjie suddenly start to set up a battle formation, "What are you doing?"

Tan Wenjie said as a matter of course: "Set up the formation, the Maoshan lightning formation, the longer the night, the more dreams there are."

Zhuge Kongping was shocked: "Wait! Are you trying to attract lightning in my ghost-sealing library?"

Tan Wenjie thought to himself that it was bad, his idea of ​​taking down all at once was actually seen through by the other party. He actually wanted to take advantage of Zhuge Kongping's failure to react and directly wipe out Feng Guiku with a bolt of lightning.

The worst case scenario is losing money.

Unfortunately, I was seen through and couldn't continue to play dumb.

With Zhuge Kongping's "enthusiastic help", the two slowly moved the bronze-armored corpse out of the Ghost Sealing Warehouse.

A group of people set up a lightning formation in the wild and placed the bronze-armored corpse in the center of the formation.

"The weather is so good?" Tan Wenjie looked up at the sky.

This is more difficult to deal with. He doesn't have enough skills, and his ability to attract lightning arrays depends on luck.

Zhuge Kongping also saw the problem: "Waiting like an idiot? I thought you had some trick up your sleeve. It won't rain in the next few days."

Seeing his smug look, Tan Wenjie asked, "Brother Zhuge, do you have a way to attract thunder?"

"I can't tell you what the solution is, but I have a modified spiritual generator and a thunder signal receiver, maybe I can help."

"Brother Zhuge, please give me a hand."

"That's fine, but..."

"I'll add more money! Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to bribe you. In fact, I'm also very interested in the research that combines science and magic tools. How about considering it as research funding?"

Adding money is also an art.

"Are you really interested?"

"Of course!"

The two of them worked together to lift the spiritual generator and the thunder signal receiver out. Tan Wenjie was extremely strong and it was easy for him to do it alone, but in order to make Zhuge Kongping feel involved, he still retracted a few fingers.

While assembling the device on site, the two were discussing science.

Although Tan Wenjie doesn't know much about magic tools and science, he is able to match Zhuge Kongping's brain waves and transform the magic tools into high-tech products. His imagination is really amazing.

Zhuge Wanghui and others who were standing in the distance and watching could not help but look at each other in confusion: "Why did their relationship suddenly become so good?"

Only Zhuge Xiaoming said, "I think I can understand."

Seeing his mother, his aunt, and his sister all looking at him, Zhuge Xiaoming said weakly, "Maybe I don't understand that well."

Zhuge Kongping's hand-cranked generator seemed very unreasonable to Tan Wenjie.

The hand-cranked generator can actually produce stable current and actually start a huge machine that is three or five people tall. What is the principle behind this?
The law of conservation of energy has been fed to the dogs?

This is neither scientific nor fantasy.

(End of this chapter)