Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

What is God level?

It is the theoretically highest level among the cultivation civilizations of the galaxy universe.

God-level Armor Master, God-level Puppet Master, God-level Artifact Refiner, each of them has unimaginable power, unparalleled wealth and connections.

These god-levels are the powers that truly control the cultivation civilization of the galaxy universe.

But it was such a character, who was supposed to be superior, but greeted a small seventh-level refiner with a smile, and his tone was so gentle that it was almost flattering.

Also said, ask for care.

Is this what a god-level craftsman should say?

I feel ashamed of what you said.

This is the thought of every refiner present.

But in the next moment, everyone felt tremors all over.

What kind of conditions are there for a god-level powerhouse to be treated like this?

All eyes fell on Han Muye.

This Master Han, Chief Han, what price did he set for that magical ring?

Han Chu turned his head and looked around.

"Makino, your workshop needs to start working quickly, 100 million penetrating eyes is not a small amount."

Han Muye nodded with a smile, and then said: "I will start the work here first, and I have to wait for the materials from the alliance to deliver the large-scale refining."

"My goal this year is 70 million pieces."

Seventy million pieces?

Han Chu frowned, and said in a low voice, "Thirty million less? That's a lot, money..."

That is nearly 100 billion Origin Coins!

Han Muye smiled and said, "It's less in the first year, the alliance can still operate a little bit, raise the price, and at the same time, find out which big cities are easy to cooperate with and which ones are hard to talk about."

Han Muye's words made Han Chu open his mouth, and finally shook his head and chuckled.

"You, you really have calculated everything."

He looked around again, regretfully said: "You are such a person, why are you willing to be the chief in such a small place?"

"As long as you agree, I will come in person immediately, set up a teleportation array, and take you to the alliance headquarters."

Go to the Alliance Headquarters!

That is the dream of all refiners!

It is even the lifelong pursuit of countless refining masters.

Yu Changdao and the others showed envy on their faces, and nervousness in their eyes.

Envious of Chief Han being invited, but also nervous that Chief Han would agree to the invitation.

They also want to hold tight to the thighs that god-level craftsmen have to report...

Surprise flashed in Tan Yuan's eyes, and he lowered his head nervously.

If Han Muye went directly to the alliance headquarters, his growth would be unimaginable.

Such a person, I was still so ridiculed before.

What a fool.

"Senior, I won't go to the alliance headquarters for the time being." Han Muye shook his head.

"Even the invitations from those big cities, I will not accept them for the time being."

Seeing the disappointment and helplessness on Han Chu's face, Han Muye said softly, "It's like a butterfly flapping its wings in Tacheng, maybe it can trigger a storm in the headquarters of the Artifact Master Alliance."

"But if the butterfly goes directly to the headquarters of the Artifact Master Alliance to flap its wings—"

"The power of heaven and earth over there is too heavy. Even if the butterfly has folded its wings, it may not be able to fan the slightest wind."

These words made Han Chu, the god-level craftsman who wanted to persuade him, burst into laughter.

He nodded, waved his hand and said, "I can't tell you."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at Tan Yuan, a holy craftsman beside him.

"You are the host of this patent application trial, and the rewards given to you by the alliance will be issued as soon as possible."

award.

Tan Yuan looked at Han Muye who was smiling, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

The rewards for this trial should be very generous.

But can I get it smoothly?

I had ridiculed this new patent refiner enough before.

This guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp, but he directly used two opportunities to apply for patents to play tricks on himself and a holy-level craftsman.

Now if he wants to get a reward, he needs this guy to come forward to prove that he treated him fairly during the trial and earnestly fulfilled his adjudication duties.

is it possible?

In front of Tan Yuan, the smile on Han Muye's face grew stronger.

"Tan Shengshi, the Gold Gathering Firm has just opened, and there is a lack of strong people to sit in it. I wonder if Tan Shengshi is willing to come to the workshop to sit in it?"

Han Muye's voice sounded.

Tan Yuan was taken aback.

The refiners around also looked at Han Muye blankly.

Invite a saint-level refiner to come here to sit in charge?

A seventh level, want to recruit holy level?

Moreover, this saint-level craftsman was still a little bit resentful, and he even tore his face just now.

Dare to solicit?

"You let me sit here?" Tan Yuan felt that the anger in his heart was hard to suppress.

In a small tower city, the highest level of refiners is only level seven.

Still sitting in this small workshop, waiting for the dispatch of a seventh-level craftsman.

How could he suffer such humiliation as a dignified holy-level craftsman!

"I am--"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the voice of Han Chu, a god-level craftsman beside him.

"It's not enough for him to sit in the town alone. In this case, I asked two disciples under my sect to come. They are also holy-level craftsmen and have also studied in the academy."

"Also, the guards here also need to be upgraded, at least a few holy-level armored puppet masters are needed to rest assured."

"Don't worry, all their salaries will be paid by the alliance."

Han Chu looked at Tan Yuan, and said, "You are leaving tonight and come to Tacheng, do you have any objections?"

Tan Yuan's eyes were full of confusion and confusion.

Sitting in the workshop, it seems, or a beautiful job?

"No, no comment..."

What else can he say?

Reject the arrangement of a god-level craftsman and an alliance elder?

Does he dare?

Looking up and seeing the smile on Han Muye's face, he trembled all over.

No, I am a holy-level craftsman, and the other party is a seventh-level...

I'm afraid of his hair!

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For the family in Tacheng, it is a pity that there is no news that Sun Bing destroyed the He family in Tacheng.

On the contrary, it is said that Senior Sun Bing, the strongest person in Fenglin City, seemed to apply for a job in He's workshop and became the leader of the workshop guards.

temporary.

The news came from two sons of aristocratic families who worked in He's workshop.

Tonight, the newly formed workshop guard team has started to operate, and everyone who enters and exits the workshop must be checked.

Everyone who observed the patent application in today's workshop was required to make a covenant with their souls, not to disclose anything they saw today.

In fact, even if the covenant of spirit and soul that violated the severe penalty was not established, those people in the workshop would not disclose any information about the observation to the outside.

After the god-level weapon refiner Han Chu left, Han Muye did not hide his deal with the alliance.

Tan Yuan and the four witnesses to the verdict of the patent application have agreed to come to Tacheng to work for the workshop.

They and everyone stood in the workshop, watching Han Muye raised his hand, and raised his small penetrating eye.

The forging quantity of 100 million Detective Eyes a year requires all the twelve workshops here to operate.

Based on the amount of ten probing eyes that a craftsman can refine in a day, at least 30,000 craftsmen are needed here.

As for the needed refiners, there are at least thousands of them.

All the refiners in Tacheng came, but it was not enough.

"What do you think is the price of this Detective Eye?" Holding the Detective Eye in his hand, Han Muye glanced at everyone.

How much does it cost?

All look at each other.

No one dared to say.

"Chief Han, watch your refinement of the Probing Eye. The difficulty should not be high, and the materials used are not too much." Yu Changdao, standing in front of him, said softly, "The cost does not require three source coins."

The cost does not require three source coins, so the price, four source coins or five source coins?

100 million pieces, how much can you earn?

Everyone's eyes shine brightly.

No wonder even the god-level craftsmen in the alliance have to fawn on them. When this workshop is opened, it may earn millions of origin coins in a day's gross profit!

"Large-scale refining, produced in workshops, the cost can be suppressed by half." Tan Yuan said softly with a smile on his face.

Some things, since you can't resist, just lie down and enjoy them.

After realizing that he really could only succumb to the majesty of a seventh-level craftsman, Tan Yuan, a holy craftsman, quickly assumed his role.

This workshop named Jujin Trading Company is in charge of a refiner and half the owner.

The cost is reduced by half, and the net profit earned by the workshop is doubled when the selling price remains the same!

"As long as this probing eye can be sold for three source coins, it can make a profit of at least 100 million source coins every year." Standing beside Yu Changdao, Ma Mingyuan sighed with emotion.

100 million source coins a year, ten years, a hundred years, this workshop is a mine that continuously produces source coins!

In the workshop, a voice of emotion came.

100 million net profit, 30% of it goes to them, even a first-level or second-level craftsman can have at least tens of thousands of origin coins.

Everyone decided that in the next hundred or thousand years, they would all work in the workshop.

In the entire Tacheng, and in the surrounding cities of Tacheng, no one can offer such a generous reward.

In the current Tacheng, a first-level craftsman can earn up to 3,000 Yuan coins a year.

A low-level craftsman doesn't really earn much.

Only those powerhouses above level 4 can earn about 30,000 Origin Coins a year.

The workshop offered 100,000 yuan a year to the fourth-level armor master, the puppet master, which was a high price that had never been seen before.

"Earn 100 million source coins a year?" Chen Mao, who had never said a word, raised his head slightly, then shook his head and said, "You didn't count this as the latest patent, and the price will definitely not be that low."

He looked at Han Muye, and firmly held out a finger: "I guess, you should set a price for at least one Detective Eye Ten Origin Coin!"

One ten source coins!

How much does that earn?

For a city like Tacheng, this is simply astronomical.

Incomparable surprises also flashed in the eyes of Tan Yuan and the others.

yes!

Forgot, this is a patent!

Patents cannot be measured by the price of ordinary objects.

Everyone looked at Han Muye.

For fear that he would shake his head.

However, what to be afraid of.

Han Muye shook his head.

The price does not have ten source coins?

Then, there are always eight source coins, nine source coins, right?

Holding the Detective Eye in his hand, Han Muye did not go around in circles, and said calmly, "One Detective Eye, three thousand origin coins."

three?

Three thousand?

Source currency?

In the workshop, everything was sluggish.

Tan Yuan and the four ninth-level craftsmen who came as incarnations almost became unstable and disappeared immediately.

what's the situation?

Three thousand source coins?

Just this probing eye?

Are you kidding me?

"Look, I knew they had this expression." Jinniao's voice sounded in Han Muye's ear.

"This is a bumpkin. I don't understand that rare things are valuable." Hun Huan said the same.

"However, the price this guy offered was really cruel. At that time, I saw that you were all frightened." The voice of the Five Elements Stove came.

"As if you weren't frightened." Jinniao and Chaos said at the same time.

Han Muye looked at everyone, and then said again: "Three thousand origin coins are a Probing Eye, and the supply is limited to 100 million per year."

"All the finished products are handed over to the alliance for sale, and I, Jujin Firm, don't care about them."

Is it really three thousand origin coins, one?

That year, that is, 300 billion origin coins?

Three thousand, one billion!

No wonder even a god-level craftsman called Chief Han a golden thigh.

This is not the golden thigh, who is?

"Of the 300 billion source coins each year, I hand over 100 billion as a reward for the alliance's operation and sale of the Eye of Discovery."

"They have to provide raw materials, and they are also responsible for transportation, and more importantly, to prevent any imitations in the entire galaxy universe."

"We must ensure that only the Probing Eye produced by my Jujin Trading Company is the only genuine product."

Looking at everyone, Han Muye said softly, "Is it worth the one hundred billion?"

value.

Only the alliance can guarantee the uniqueness of the Probing Eye.

Only the alliance has such strength.

"Of the remaining 200 billion source coins, 100 billion will be used as a workshop, and the salaries of craftsmen will be paid. I will take the 100 billion."

"Do you have any objections?"

No comment.

You are a golden thigh, you have the final say.

No one spoke.

It's a big business of 100 billion, what do you let most of the low-level craftsmen here with less than 1,000 origin coins say?

It's just that Chief Han took the 100 billion, and paid the craftsmen by the way, so what is the last 100 billion?

"The remaining 100 billion." Han Muye's eyes were full of light, and his voice was loud: "As a reward for all innovative craftsmen."

"Around the Eye of Exploration, if you refine more supporting equipment, you can get rewards from these 100 billion origin coins."

"By the way, it's 100 billion a year."

...

Many of the refiners who walked out of the workshop had weird expressions.

For example, someone may bump into a ditch while walking.

For example, if someone grabs a small grass, he will keep touching it.

There are also people dancing and muttering like crazy.

According to what Han Muye said, everyone here was the first to see the process of his refining the eye of detection, and also the first to feel the benefits of researching patents.

As long as they have their own patent research, they can share 100 billion.

For a moment, wealth was so close to them.

As long as they can refine a tool as simple as the Probing Eye, that's all.

...

A day later, the first batch of two thousand craftsmen entered the workshop.

Three days later, the first batch of 30,000 Detective Eye blanks were refined.

Five days later, there were already 10,000 craftsmen and 2,000 craftsmen in the workshop.

The family in the city is helpless.

Is this refining workshop really open?

Today's people in Tacheng line up to go to the He's workshop to work. From now on, wouldn't Tacheng have to be surnamed He?

"What are they refining?"

"Damn it, the workshop can't penetrate the needle, and can't find out any news."

The principals of the various families gathered again had no choice but to speak.

"Although I don't know what they are refining, but I know that they are short of Yuntai Gold." The Zhang family advocated Xuan looked at the crowd, with a smile on his face that he was sure of winning.

"Everyone, give me all the Yuntai gold in your hands."

"This time, I'm going to make Chief Na Han a crushing defeat!"

He raised his hand, revealing a scroll with a golden halo in his hand.

"I invited the seventh-level craftsman from Yuyang City, and he will arrive in Tacheng in three days."

"Coming together, there is also a seventh-level armor master!"

Looking at the patriarchs of the various families in front of him, Zhang Xuan leaned back on the big chair, and said calmly: "We will use all the Yuntai gold as a bet to force that Chief Han to gamble."

"If he wants Yuntai gold, he must agree."