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Finally, Domit seemed to come to his senses and raised his head slightly: "Mr. Zhang Mu, Mr. Mi He, you are back?"
As he spoke, his numb expression brightened up: "Are you okay?!"
"You hope something happens to me?"
"I am not..."
Mi He sat down at the table and interrupted him: "Thank you for your hard work. Go and have a rest first. By the way, inform everyone to gather in the conference room in the evening."
"I have to watch Sen Song, it is the hope for the continuation of the resistance."
"I'm here."
Hearing this, he no longer insisted, stood up with the help of the table, handed Zhang Mu a storage bag, and staggered out of the house.
Zhang Mu opened the storage bag and took a look, and asked in surprise: "Are all the materials ready?"
"While you were brewing the potion, I went out to the magic circle to collect it." Mih took out the earth scorpion from his storage bag and handed it over.
"Great!" Zhang Mu smiled as they stuffed everything into the bag. "I thought it would take at least a month, but it was all done in three days."
"What do you want these materials for?" Mih looked at him curiously, "Are the fur of the violent bear and the tail sting of the earth scorpion not the materials for the potion?"
"Get some small toys." Putting the storage bag on his waist, Zhang Mu turned around and prepared to go back to his room.
But after taking two steps, Mi He called out to him, "Mr. Zhang Mu, I have something to ask, and I hope to get your answer."
He paused, turned around and sat opposite him. Zhang Mu smiled and said, "Ask me."
"When Domit met you for the first time, he contacted me using the sound transmission crystal and said that he might have met a human who could create miracles."
Mih tightened his right hand holding the staff: "On the day the resistance army was founded, he told me that we would eventually fail.
I don't want to believe it, but over the past decade or so, the resistance seems to be running madly towards the result he predicted. "
"Mr. Zhang Mu, do you think the resistance army has a bright future?"
In the spirit of helping himself, Zhang Mu crossed his fingers and placed them on the table, not paying attention to that “him”, and answered directly and patiently: “A bright future.
First of all, it depends on what you think is light.
If our previous chat is anything to go by, the continent of Sol, where killing disappears and everyone lives in peace, is the light you've been waiting for.
I told Domit, I don't know either.
I have never seen a world like that, so I don’t know how to build it.”
"Or rather," Zhang Mu chuckled, "the Sol Continent, which operates under the order established by the church, is the world closest to what you want.
Mr. Mihe, think carefully, if there is no rule that "armed conflict is prohibited in human gathering places", how many ordinary humans will die every day in the Sol Continent?"
"Now, ordinary humans staying in the city are at least safe."
Confusion appeared on Mih's face: "Then why did he and I establish the resistance army?"
"I don't know what you mean by him." Zhang Mu leaned back in his chair, "But my personal guess is,
He may have founded the Resistance with the ideas of the Pioneers."
"Pioneers?"
“Yes, Pioneer.
In my hometown, there is a proverb that goes, "The beginning of everything is difficult," which means that the hardest step in doing anything is to start looking for the direction.
As long as a start is made, those who follow can move forward in big strides.
After all, having no way to go is far more torturous and difficult than having a clear goal, no matter how difficult the road is. "
Zhang Mu stood up and said, "Mr. Mihe, the success or failure of an ideal does not depend on the life or death of the person who practices it.
That’s all I can tell you.
So, I'm very sorry, regarding your question, my answer is still the same as that day.
I don't know either."
Lift your butt off the chair and walk out of the house.
Walking along the ridge of the field down the mountain, I felt a little sad.
Zhang Mu admires Mihe and "his" persistence.
But what is regrettable is that Zhang Mu really couldn't provide any help.
He has read many novels like this one about a red wave in another world, but when he thinks about it carefully, he finds that it is not realistic at all.
On the continent of Sol, where great power belongs to itself, the only role of ordinary humans is probably to use their huge numbers to provide a small number of professionals with extraordinary talents.
Even if Zhang Mu moved the entire set of modern industry and ideas from Blue Star to Sol Continent, he could not change this situation.
Because ordinary humans are inferior to professionals in all aspects, it is not a ridicule or contempt, but an indisputable fact in the continent of Thor.
Everyone is equal?
Professionals loom large over ordinary humans, and the lifelong dream of ordinary humans is to become a professional.
In the continent of Sol, no one desires equality.
If someone comes out and shouts that professionals and ordinary humans have the same status, I'm afraid that the first people to beat him to death will not be the professionals, but ordinary humans.
What nonsense! This is my only upward channel, and you blocked it. Who else should I hit if not you?
Not to mention the huge behemoth that is the church.
Zhang Mu shook his head and went back to his room with his hands behind his back.
"Brother Zhang Mu!"
Leah, who was sitting at the table, stood up with her cat ears straightened up. She jumped off the chair and ran over with her arms open.
He squatted down and held it in his arms, then stood up and asked cheerfully, "Have you finished eating the bread?
Are you hungry? "
"Liya is very full." She smiled, wrapped her thin arms around Zhang Mu's neck, and rubbed her head against his chin affectionately.
Just as I was about to give her some snacks, I found that the little cat girl had fallen asleep.
He stroked her head with a silent smile, probably because she was so scared that she didn't sleep all night.
After putting the little cat girl on the bed and changing the thin quilt, Zhang Mu summoned the portal and returned to Blue Star.
Sitting down on the sofa, Zhang Mu took out the list of materials for making an owl doll from his storage bag and scanned it up and down.
Well, all the materials are ready.
Now, I have to find a way to process all the materials. Hiss... it's a hassle.
If you work in another world, you have to build a fully equipped blacksmith shop by yourself, which is too troublesome.
On Blue Star's side, the technical problems are easy to solve, but the various monsters' strange-looking body organs must not be seen by people.
After scratching his head and thinking for a while, Zhang Mu thought about going abroad to buy a factory that was about to go bankrupt, teaching himself how to operate the equipment, and making owl dolls by himself.
The more than 100 million yuan from selling crystal gems is more than enough.
The treasure trove will be opened in exactly three months, and by then powerful adventure groups will gather there, and the weapons on hand will still not be powerful enough.
Take the opportunity to go abroad and get some big guys with more explosive firepower.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu picked up his mobile phone and booked a flight for tomorrow.
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Zhang Mu booked a flight for the next day at noon.
After finishing the work, he summoned a portal to another world and watched over Leah while she slept all night.
Early in the morning, Zhang Mu found Domit and asked him to keep an eye on Leah and not let her run out of the magic circle.
The other party said that without the key, the little cat girl could not get out.
In this way, Zhang Mu felt relieved. He told the magic circle that he had something to do in Gul City, declined his request to see him off, and left the magic circle alone.
But he did not go to Gul City. He found a safer corner outside the Quiet Forest and opened the door to return to reality.
Thanks to the inventory, you don’t need to pack a lot of luggage when traveling. Just turn on the shadow technique and go straight to the airport.
The reason why he didn't take a taxi was because he didn't plan to board the plane normally.
I rushed to the airport, still maintaining the shadow technique, and waited for ticket check to begin, then boarded the plane with the passengers on the same flight.
In this way, the money for the air ticket was paid, and Zhang Mu had no record of going abroad.
More than ten hours later, the plane glided and landed at the old Jinshan Airport in Eagle Sauce.
Zhang Mu, in invisible state, walked out of the airport with his hands in his pockets, took out the small pedal from the inventory, and rushed to the city center.
You are unfamiliar with the place and don’t know when you will find a factory by yourself. It is better to spend some money to entrust a relevant intermediary, who will handle everything for you.
He removed the shadow spell in a remote alley in the city center and used transformation to randomly create the appearance of a local white person.
Then I walked into an agency and asked if there were any manufacturing factories that were about to close down.
The staff in suits were very enthusiastic and said there were many such factories.
Then, the two took a taxi to a small town far away from the city, where the seller was already standing at the door of the workshop.
Seeing them coming, the seller opened the sliding door of the workshop.
The workshop is not very big, with only about 600 square meters of space, and machines and equipment covered with canvas are placed around it.
It's just a small workshop, but it's just enough for Zhang Mu's use.
If it is too big, it will easily attract various inspections.
Satisfied, Zhang Mu immediately negotiated the price with the seller, and with the mediation of the intermediary, the deal was completed at a price acceptable to both parties.
The only problem was signing the contract.
His current appearance is the result of transfiguration. There is no such person in the world, so where would he get his ID?
Fortunately, the agency has some strength, and the staff charged a fee and said he could handle it.
In this way, Zhang Mu owned a factory of his own, although he was the only one who held all the positions in the factory.