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Things were really good when the business first opened and everything went as I expected. However, within a few months, the business was quickly squeezed out of the market by emerging similar companies and eventually went bankrupt.

They have more money than me, more talent, and more connections. What I take a year to do, they can do in a month. How can we compete?"

Zhao Qi and Yue Ruo looked at each other, said nothing, and continued listening.

“Later, I started a small business to make a living, and secretly bought BT coins from others.

I finally waited until the BT coin boom, but I didn’t dare to sell at the highest point in my memory. I sold all at half the price.

Hey, guess what, as soon as I sold an order, the price chart plummeted to a low. "

When the director heard this, he couldn't help but say, "You are selling a large amount of BT ratios at one time, which will definitely cause market panic."

“Yes, I figured it out at that time.”

After taking a breath, he said with a smile: "If you don't have the ability, you won't be able to catch the gold nuggets falling from the sky, and you will be crushed to death instead."

"What does this have to do with your inner demons?"

"My inner demon is getting rich quickly, getting rich quickly by any means necessary."

"You've figured it out, so it doesn't count?"

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Qi's face, his eyes full of confusion: "Will thinking it through prevent me from changing my original intention?"

Zhao Qi understood.

But there is still something unclear: "Seriously ill, eliminated, why are you smiling?"

"Why are you laughing..." The corners of his mouth turned up a little, "Because I can't help it."

Although he said a cruel word, he was actually free and easy inside.

The director was silent for a while, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good boy.

Don't worry about your illness. I have all the best doctors in the country here. I promise I can cure you."

"Thank you very much, Chief."

Nodding in response, he led the others out of the room and said in a low voice at the door: "You have seen what happened.

I don’t need to say much about the difficulty, but don’t be too stressed, just do your best.”

The nineteen people didn't know whether they understood what he meant or not, and they all responded solemnly: "Yes!"

……

"Is there no one left?"

On the other side of the ocean, Zhang Mu, who was busy in front of a machine, suddenly looked up, muttered to himself, stopped the remote control device, and turned his head to look at the parts piled up in the corner.

He worked without a single second's rest for ten days and finally completed two-fifths of the progress.

It’s not slow, after all, it’s a big one.

But high speed also means that materials are consumed quickly, and his inventory is empty.

Apart from the medicine that suppressed his lung cancer occupying one square, the rest was empty. Naturally, the storage bag that Porter gave him had long been empty.

He took off his work gloves, put them on the machine's joystick, summoned the portal, and stepped in.

The landing point was in a remote forest, a few steps away from Moza Village, but Zhang Mu did not go around. He wrapped his body with mental power and flew to Gul City.

After returning to the City Lord's Mansion, he called Sauron to ask about the progress of the preparations he had given him.

His ability in internal affairs is indeed outstanding. He not only collected all the necessary materials - ores, monster organs, etc.

Zhang Mu also captured hundreds of the violent but average-strength magical beasts that he had mentioned inadvertently.

They are used to fill the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts. Otherwise, it would be too weird to see no living things in such a big forest.

He went to the warehouse with Soran and stuffed all the things into the inventory. Zhang Mu first told him about going to the royal capital.

It is assumed that during this trip to the royal capital, the conflicts and hatreds between Andre and the church will definitely erupt and quickly develop into a life-and-death situation.

The church in Lake area is plotting against Porter's life. Andre stands on the side of the church, and Avril needs no further explanation.

The conflict between the two sides is irreconcilable.

Therefore, after this trip, Zhang Mu will most likely never return to Gul, regardless of whether he wins or loses.

If he wins, the church headquarters will certainly mobilize overwhelming force and vow to punish the criminals who dare to offend them. He has to stay in the capital, reorganize the soldiers' armaments, and lead everyone to fight the enemy.

If he loses, Zhang Mu can only escape with his senior schoolmates and teachers, hide in a remote area, and accumulate strength for the future.

Of course, he couldn't tell Soran directly about the war with the church, so he glossed over it and just said that he would not come back.

After clarifying the key points, Zhang Mu asked him whether he would stay in Gul or go with him.

"I am willing to follow the Lord City Lord." Soran bowed and agreed without any hesitation.

Why was it so neat and tidy? Perhaps it was just like what he said when the two met for the first time - as long as you can do something for your people, I don’t care who you are.

Obviously, Zhang Mu made Sauron very satisfied.

As for Zhang Mu's impression of him, he just felt that he was a pure person.

Since they met, he has not gained any benefit from Zhang Mu.

Instead, he worked hard all day long, handling the tedious government affairs and Zhang Mu's trivial personal matters.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mu felt a little embarrassed: "Do you have anything you want? Anything for professionals will do."

Soran walked to the door of the warehouse, turned around, put his right hand on his left chest, and bent down: "What I hoped for, Lord City Lord, you have already given it."

People are gone.

He stood there with his hands behind his back, looking at the open door: "How can the gap between people be so big?"

Laughing and shaking his head, he strode out of the city and returned to the workshop in the old Jinshan of Blue Star through the deserted forest.

The vortex portal behind him slowly closed, and he seized the moment to retrieve supplies from his inventory and get to work.

The sunlight passed through the lattice glass windows on the upper wall, and the moonlight followed closely behind.

Zhang Mu couldn’t remember how many times he had been reincarnated, he just buried his head in front of the machine.

The only thing that caught his attention was the information that the jade pendant occasionally sent back.

Some people fail, some succeed, but the ratio is very different.

A total of eighteen blocks were activated, and only three people passed the test.

A few days later, the nineteenth response came - unqualified.

Seeing that the apprenticeship test was about to end, Zhang Mu stopped the machine, raised his hands high and stretched his waist: "Finally done!"

In fact, he was not too anxious about time.

From the beginning of Kunpeng's construction, he considered the possibility of completing it first by accepting a disciple.

For this reason, Luo Xiling's illusion assessment has not been sent, or in other words, it is still in a closed state.

When Kunpeng is completed one day, we will help her start it up to ensure that the above problems will not occur.

Zhang Mu sat on the wooden chair against the wall and took out a bottle of mental strength-recovering potion from his storage bag and drank it.

The joint parts are easy to manufacture, but the core of the magic circle is what consumes a lot of energy.

In order to drive a huge body comparable to a passenger plane, the complexity of the floating magic array inside almost tortured Zhang Mu to death.

Using a crystal about the size of an egg to carve a magic array with tens of thousands of lines without even the slightest error is no different from rubbing a high-precision chip by hand.

This drained all of Zhang Mu's spiritual power, a magician.

It was a bit tiring, but at least the thing was built.

The potion took effect, and his dry mind slowly filled up.

After feeling he had recovered his breath, he stood up, opened the "world" light gate, and sucked in the mountain-high pile of parts.

Then he stepped through the door.

The reason why it is not assembled in the workshop is the same: it is too large. If it is assembled on Blue Planet, it will probably be captured by satellites in an instant.

Feeling that the darkness around him was too monotonous, he manipulated the "world" to create a sky full of twinkling stars.

In the starry sky, all kinds of parts were floating, circling around Zhang Mu's body.

He was like the almighty creator in a fantasy novel, stretching his divine hand into the air, and when he retracted it, there was something in his hand.

The messy small pieces are connected in an orderly manner, and a fish-like giant beast that seems to come from the ancient times gradually takes shape surrounded by starlight.

Zhang Mu, whose chin was at the limit, straightened up and took a short break.

Looking up at the puppet that occupied his entire field of vision, he was suddenly inexplicably shocked.

Did I really make this myself?

He stared at the fish's belly for a long time, then opened his mouth and said, "It's so beautiful... No one is looking forward to the moment when you come to the world more than me."

Kunpeng, the one standing on the top of the pier, is beautiful enough.

Because there were too many descriptions of its specific appearance, Zhang Mu searched for information and finally decided to borrow some information from books.

The big fish in front of me is three-quarters similar to a blue whale in overall appearance, with sea-blue skin and complete fins and tail.

It is impossible for a "doll" that could suck the wizard down to the point where not a drop of energy remains to be sucked away so easily.

Physical changes - the most complex task besides the core magic circle.

The external expression is simple, from fish to bird, that is, from Kun to Peng.

Only in this way can the mountain gate be majestic.

Zhang Mu happily squatted down, grabbed a tooth floating beside him, and stuffed it into the fish's mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, Kunpeng finally became complete, floating quietly under the starry sky.

The giant beast remained silent, and the sky was filled with silver-white light, shining on its vast back, like a dream.

"call--"

He exhaled to ease the pressure on his heart caused by the huge object and felt a little relieved. Zhang Mu's mind moved slightly and the space around him distorted and blurred. When it became clear, he was already in Hogwarts School, Dumbledore's bedroom.

Using Transfiguration he transformed himself into an old man, walked out of the house, and all the way to the auditorium, connecting his mental power to the cores of the puppets.

At the same time, the five people who were practicing magic spells received a notice from the teacher that the principal had something to announce and they should gather in the auditorium.