Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

"The iron has melted; I wonder if Xing's oak wood has been found yet."

He looked at the firelight and made a phone call to Xing.

"Xing, have you found the oak wood? I've already melted down the 240 jin of black iron."

Xing, who was planning to cut down trees near Dan Ding Si under the cover of night, was startled by this phone call.

She replied helplessly, "What are you doing?"

"My iron is melted down, but what about your wood?"

"How did you get it so fast? Where did you find the iron? Didn't the Iron Works Bureau stop selling iron?"

Qiong on the other end of the phone simply replied, "I went to Starport and got a piece of the best flooring."

"The oak wood from the Dan Ding Division is not easy to find. Wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

"Just find a tree and cut off a section of it."

Dan Ding Si —

"What kind of tree is 'Qinggangmu'? I've searched for ages and all I can find are finished products... At this point, I'll just have to make do with whatever I can find."

Xing looked at the big tree in the center of the Dan Ding Division, and the more she looked at it, the more pleasing it became to her eyes.

"Fine, let's just pick the biggest one. We'll cut off a small piece. It's a last resort."

With one cut, a piece was missing from the otherwise harmonious tree trunk.

"Hiss, that's a bit too obvious. Let's use the power of abundance to catalyze it..."

The green, shimmering light illuminated the wound on the tree trunk, and the tree, quite resiliently, grew a huge new trunk from the wound, making the whole thing even more discordant.

"Uh, never mind. Consider the extra portion a gift to the people of Xianzhou."

Under the cover of night, Xing left with a piece of wood that she wasn't sure if it was oak, while the big tree continued to grow slowly.

.......

Star Train —

"Hello everyone on the train, I'm back again."

Looking at the culprit who had returned to the train, March 7th said with a hint of suspicion, "Huh, you only came back after all the trash was taken care of."

Hua Wu chuckled, "Of course, it's to help you develop your independence. By the way, how's the corridor? Is it back to normal?"

March 7th shook his head, "I don't know. Uncle Yang and Danheng are still inside packing up."

"Oh, I see. Then it should be resolved soon, right?" Hua Wu looked around, but all around was quiet.

"Hmm? Where are Himeko and Pam?" Hua Wu walked to the sofa and lay down on it.

March 7th said helplessly, "It's in the corridor too. Are you planning to just lie here? Don't you plan to use your amazing abilities to fix the corridor?"

Hua Wu lay on the sofa. "I don't plan on doing that for now. I don't like to deny other people's hard work. You're standing here without going either."

On March 7th, she was about to break down. She couldn't understand how this person had the nerve to say she wasn't working. "What? I'm standing here? This whole thing started because of you, so let's take a short break."

"But wasn't this an attack by the Great Lord of Annihilation? Although she specifically asked for me, can you really place all the blame on me? The responsibility for this shouldn't be placed solely on any one of the train members. It was only Star Howl this time; what if next time..."

Before Hua Wu could finish speaking, Pam, who came out of the corridor, exclaimed, "You're back?! You want a next time?! This absolutely cannot happen again, Pam!!!"

Hua Wu sat up and looked at Pam, saying, "Oh, so the hallway has been cleaned?"

Pam was a little angry. It needed to know what Hua Wu had done wrong. "Let's put the corridor issue aside for now. How many other people do you have emotional entanglements with, like that woman? Tell me honestly, Pam."

Hua Wu looked troubled. "Well... but this is a very private matter. Train conductor, you've crossed the line."

Pam: ...........

"You...I'm angry!"

"Oh, don't be angry, conductor. Oh, don't worry, I'm not as fickle as you think. It's just a Great Lord of Annihilation. Give me a call next time she comes."

March 7th, standing to the side, couldn't stay calm any longer. "There's a next time? She's coming again? Does that mean you haven't dealt with it yet?"

Hua Wu stood up, gazing out the train window at the calm and peaceful Lin Yuan Realm, and said, "Well, because I'm a very kind person, and the more aggressive I am, the more pleasure she feels. But I can't compete with her in terms of being greasy anymore. So I'm looking for a new approach. As for punching her into particles or something, that would make her feel even more pleasure."

Furthermore, I'm not sure if Nanuk has learned any wicked techniques like the Great Lord's resurrection spell. After all, the little wildcat knows that. I asked him about the principle, and he told me it was the rebirth of destruction, so I wanted to test if his brain could regenerate, but unfortunately, his brain couldn't.

March 7th: ?

Pam: ?

March 7th frowned. "Ignore the rest of the string? Just look at the first half. You've seen it before?"

Hua Wu said calmly, "Yes, I'm not lying. I met her a few times before. I didn't expect her purpose was just to get my pillow, but when I think about it carefully, if she was influenced by me, it seems to be a pretty normal thing."

Pam: ? ? ?

Pam didn't understand. Although he was a witness to this event, he still wanted to say, "Are all the Extinction Lords crazy?"

It initially thought that Hua Wu had taken something particularly dangerous from the legion, such as a Doomsday Beast Summoner.

To everyone's surprise, it turned out to be a pillow. The key point is that Hua Wu's pillow is a standard item provided by the train, and it's a mass-produced product.

Can you imagine a person with a rocket launcher running into a hotel, blowing open the door, only to get a pillow from the hotel manager's room?

At this moment, Pam couldn't understand; human emotions were too complex. The emotions of this Annihilation Lord were even more extraordinary; it was already considering whether to duplicate Hua Wu's room next to it, to guard against future Star Roar.

March 7th said speechlessly, "Why don't you throw your pillow out of the room?"

The Weiling Seal in Hua Wu's hand gleamed slightly. "Don't worry, she won't come next time. I've upgraded the train's security system; anyone carrying an aura of destruction is strictly prohibited from entering."

Chapter 101. The Sky Fist Sword, hand-forged. Hunting Pulse, Abundant Magnetic Field, Instantly Kills the Demonic Yin Body.

Under a night sky, in a cave next to the Lin Yuan Realm, lies the location of Xing He Qiong.

"This is a sword blank made from 240 catties of black iron."

"These are eight ounces of oak wood that I cut at the Dan Ding Si."

Xingqiong and the other person exchanged a glance, looking at each other's materials.

Qiong looked at the wood and said with slight doubt, "Your eight ounces of oak wood, are you sure it's oak wood? Why does it look so old and worn? I told you to find whatever you wanted, not a rotten piece."

Xing retorted, "Two hundred and forty catties of black iron? Didn't you also go and dig out the floorboards? This wood of mine was cut from the largest tree in the Pill Refining Department."

Qiong sighed and said, "Well, so what does he mean by forging for half an hour?"

Xing shook her head. "I don't know. His prescription... why don't you tap it a couple of times with a baseball bat?"

"Where's your Ether editor? Change its shape parameters."

Xing then played Hua Wu's previous recording and said, "The prescription mentions the ancient forging method."

Qiong took a slight breath, "Hiss... There's no other way now, Stardust Ace! Activate!"

A few light taps on the sword blank did not produce any change.

Xing launched a taunt, attempting to boost Qiong's attack power. "Qiong, are you even capable? Can your gentle stroking really be considered forging? This sword blank would take more damage if it were just thrown to the ground than from your few taps."

"That's because I don't want to steal a second floor tile. Since it's so ungrateful, then, Destruction Power!!! Star Ace! Full Power! Forged into a sword by my strike, let it be reborn!!!"

A powerful and heavy blow slammed down on it.

The light of thunder illuminated the cave, and the sword-shaped blank that had once resembled a sword had turned into a puddle of iron mud.

At this moment, Xing had already seen the 800 million card leave them. "Uh... it seems we encouraged them a bit too much."

"No, even if it is broken and destroyed, we can still use our hands to create its new life."

Xing sensed something was off about his tone. This inexplicable platitudes sounded familiar. "Wait, what are you going to do?"

Qiong put away the baseball bat that was crackling with lightning and began to reforge the sword embryo with her own hands.

"You ungrateful piece of scrap metal! Eat my destructive machine gun's fists and teeth!!! For my eight hundred... for the people of Luofu! I command you to transform into a sword!!!"

Qiong kept beating the sword embryo until it was shaped into a sword.

He then picked up the oak wood from the ground. "You worthless piece of wood, you should know what happens when you disobey, right? You'd better meekly merge with it! Star Destroyer Fist!!!"

Finally, a divine sword was born. Its blade was covered with the fist imprints of Qiong, clearly brimming with power.

Xing stood to the side speechlessly and said, "This... your ancient forging method is too ancient."

Qiong threw away his torn gloves and looked at his intact fist. He once again felt the ease of power. "Although it may not look like a sword, it is undoubtedly forged using ancient methods, relying purely on one's own strength. I name it Qiong Fist Sword."

Xing fell silent. The ancient forging method she wanted to refer to wasn't this one; she had originally planned to create a hammer. She never expected Qiong to use his fists directly, forging the sword with his bare hands.

As Xing pondered, a thought suddenly occurred to her: items crafted using these traditional methods are generally quite expensive, so she thought they could charge a processing fee. "Hey, could we ask for an additional processing fee?"

Qiong held the still-warm Qiong Fist Sword, looking at the power emblem on it, and he was very satisfied.

“Of course, there will be a processing fee, but considering the Shence Mansion’s large size and resources, why don’t we start with an offer of 80 billion and then let them negotiate the price?”

Xing thought this statement was wrong, because the cost of this sword, apart from the labor cost, was zero. The floor was carved out of Huixing Port, and the hilt was cut by her inside the Dan Ding Division.

Her heart of abundance wouldn't allow her to accept so much money; it would be too heartless.

She took another look, and the sword looked like a piece of scrap metal that had been beaten for years. She felt that even eight thousand coins wouldn't be enough.

"Uh... the cost of this thing is almost zero, I think 8 should be about right for you."

"Isn't my labor fee money? Isn't Brother Hua's patented prescription money? Let's market it a bit more, say that this prescription was developed by the top envoy of abundance and the general of the alliance, and was blessed by the hunting star god and the abundant star god. It can emit high-tech electronic waves at all times to nourish the body."

"Let's use some technical terms, like abundant magnetic field and hunting pulse. Instantly kill 99% of the demonic Yin body cells in the body, allowing the Immortal Ship people to get rid of the demonic Yin body."

"Originally priced at 8000 billion, now only 80 million. Selling it with tears in our eyes at a 0.1 discount, and then selling eight swords in one day. Each sword automatically establishes an imaginary connection and is bound to the first person it comes into contact with for life, and then we do some scarcity marketing."

Xingyue felt increasingly urge to hit someone as she listened to this; it was as if she were hearing about something that was causing her distress and anxiety.

"The more I hear your tricks, the more familiar they seem. Very well, your tricks have made me harden my fists."

Qiong chuckled and said, "Wait, I was just joking. What if we actually made a profit?"

Xing shook his head. "I don't think the people of the Immortal Ship are that easy to fool. With an average age of 500, they should have been fooled enough already. I think this thing is already a huge win if it can even handle that chief strategist from the Divine Strategy Bureau."

Qiong looked at Xing and said, "Whether it's possible to lie... we'll only know by trying, right?"

“Luofu is such a big place, there must be a prison. I don’t want to go in and try it.” After saying that, Xing walked straight out of the cave.

Qiong, wielding the Qiong Fist Sword, gave chase. "Don't worry, General Jingyuan will protect us."

"Uh, you really want to lie? Can't you be a little more ambitious?"