In order to get accurate inside information, Qi Ze shamelessly slapped Yan Junyu, and sent a few text messages to chat when he had nothing to do. He was more active than when he was pursuing others. On the third day of the competition, he made countless calls, and finally called the busy master Yan Shao to the box.
Yan Junyu said in an indifferent tone that he was not free, and reluctantly endured the nagging for a few minutes, and finally seemed to be very annoyed, so he agreed. However, after hanging up the communicator, a gentle smile slowly bloomed on his cold face, which startled Wang Xuan.
"Instructor, are you in a hurry?" he tentatively said, "If you are in a hurry, go to work first, I have no problem here."
"Well, I'm in a hurry." Yan Junyu nodded solemnly. He was in a hurry to make money for Qi Ze. If he had said this two months ago, no one would believe him, including himself.
Leaving the mecha training ground in a hurry, returning to the dormitory and changing into a straight military uniform, Yan Junyu rushed to the martial arts hall with the fastest speed, but slowed down and restrained his expression when approaching the box. He seemed to push the door casually in, and gave Qi Ze a slight nod.
Qi Ze has been waiting for a long time. When he saw the God of Wealth come in, he immediately laughed like a flower, "Young Master Yan, please take a seat. I ordered a bottle of red wine, do you know if it suits your taste?" He woke up The wine pushed over and pointed to the brain on his wrist, "I just selected a few groups of more popular players, can you help me see?"
Yan Junyu's mouth is an authentic Kyoto accent, "Although betting on the hottest is safe, it makes relatively little money."
Qi Ze was immediately abducted by him and turned into a local accent, "It's boring to win a few thousand yuan in a game. But I'm just getting started, so this is all I can do. It's not like you, who bet every game and win every game. Empire, I'm afraid no one has better eyes than you." He flattered. Thinking back then, when he was still the dandy young master of the Taixuan God's sect, his efforts to please his father and several elders did not fail for a day. For irrelevant people, he has always been too lazy to take care of them, but he is willing to give spring-like warmth to those who can bring him great benefits.
What does it mean to be denied a confession? Love is just a matter of adjustment, and interests are eternal.
Yan Junyu stared at him with a half-smile, "I thought you were shy, but I didn't expect it to be like this in private." But he wasn't surprised at all, and he naturally accepted Qi Ze's change. This person is a total money fan, and he is a fool who spends money like water. The so-called talkative, introverted, timid, and sensitive are all disguises that confuse people.
This kind of temperament should not appear in an orphan at all, but more like a young master carefully cultivated by some aristocratic family. Thinking of the stone tablet in the dream and the origin of the inscription, Yan Junyu had to suspect that Qi Ze had another identity.
When the cultivation base is restored, Qi Ze will inevitably spread the prestige of the Taixuan God's sect throughout the galaxy, and where will he pretend to be for a lifetime? What's more, he was not a low-key person originally. At first, he quietly took root in order to familiarize himself with the environment. Now that the foundation is a little firmer, he naturally germinates.
He scratched the tip of his nose and said with a smile, "I'm a slow person. You'll know it when you get along for a long time."
Will the time together be long? This sentence obviously pleases Yan Junyu. He withdrew his exploratory gaze, grabbed the slender wrist of the young man, placed it on his knee, opened the webpage with his fingertips, and pondered, "These two groups cannot bet, there is a possibility of a draw. There is no suspense in the group, the odds are low, and there is no point in investing too much money…”
Qi Ze had to lean over, put his chin on his arm, and kept nodding.
"Betting on these six groups, the focus is on the second group. This game may be upset." After careful consideration, Yan Junyu made a final decision. From his point of view, he could only see the top of Qi Ze's hairy hair, but the weight of his chin on his arm was so real. If it were another person, he would have been thrown away by him long ago, but facing Qi Ze, he unknowingly let go of all his defenses.
Qi Ze would not hurt himself, he was very sure of this.
"Will the second group be upset?" Qi Ze was a little skeptical, "The second group of players is Han Xingjie, a fifth-level intermediate-level earth-type ability user, and Wen Qing, a fourth-level intermediate-level water-type ability user, Ke Shui, the two are another big gap, plus Wen Qing has lost a few games in a row, and his state has fallen to the bottom. No matter how you look at it, it's impossible to win Han Xingjie, right? Instructor Yan, don't make fun of me. The gold is borrowed from others, and the interest is very high.”
"Don't worry, I won't cheat you, I'll lose if I lose." Yan Junyu explained patiently, "Wen Qing has a medium talent, but his strength lies in his perseverance. He has lost a few games in a row. He has advanced and is now a fifth-level beginner. Level. Due to the strong self-healing power of the water-type ability users, the mental energy consumed when manipulating elements is also small. Others can last up to four hours of battle, but they can extend it to six hours, which is the most suitable for war of attrition. Han Xingjie currently does not I don't know the news of Wen Qing's advancement. As soon as he comes to power, he will definitely adopt a fast-break strategy. The consumption of mental power is quite huge, but Wen Qing can play steadily. It is estimated that the possibility of upset may reach 60%, which is worth a gamble."
Qi Ze thought about putting all the money into the second group in less than half a minute. He was born to be adventurous, and as long as the benefits were huge enough, he would dare to gamble. The odds of 1:79 are still rising. If you lose, you will be hungry for a few days, but if you win, you can take hundreds of millions. Why not do it
After placing the bet, he said slowly, "Sixty percent confidence is still too low. I originally thought that based on Instructor Yan's character, the calculation should be higher. By the way, how did you know that Wen Qing advanced Any inside information?"
Yan Junyu was stunned for a while, only then did he realize his transformation. He has always acted upright, and he would never make a move without eight or nine points of certainty. However, this time, whenever he considers how to set the timing, as long as the odds are higher, as long as the odds of winning are more than 50%, he will make a choice without hesitation. A voice in his heart told him: It doesn't matter if you lose, you have to take risks.
Where did the peaceful Yan Junyu go? His heart turned back and forth, but he didn't reveal anything on his face. He explained, "There is no inside information. I can perceive the level of the power user. Wen Qing's momentum is obviously different from yesterday, and the water element around him is very active."
"Can you see the elements?" Qi Ze was surprised. He thought that only he could see it. Of course, he didn't see with his eyes, but with his divine sense, and his spiritual eyes could only see the aura attached to the surface of the human body or things. His current level is too low, and he is at least seven or eight hundred meters away from Bidoutai, which is far beyond his scanning range, so he has no idea about Wen Qing's advanced level.
"It's not seeing, it's feeling." Speaking of this, Yan Junyu was stunned again, and a few colorful and dazzling pictures faintly flashed across his mind. what is that? Elemental particles? He shook his head secretly, suppressing the absurd thought.
"Then your perception is very powerful." You should have vaguely touched the threshold of divine consciousness. Qi Ze glanced at Yan Junyu in surprise, and felt sorry for him. If he was born in Qianyuan Continent and got the right exercises, he would definitely become a giant.
The two decided to leave, and then they sat down and watched the game with peace of mind. When it was Han Xingjie and Wen Qing's turn to play, the odds had climbed to 1:88. Except for the original Ouyang Ye, this was probably the least promising one. Wen Qing's performance was really reluctant, and she was almost pressed and beaten by Han Xingjie, but she became scarred and hard to resist.
Qi Ze stared nervously at the holographic screen, holding a glass of red wine diagonally in his hand but never drinking it, it was about to overflow.
Yan Junyu held his wrist, leveled the wine glass, and slowly brought it to his mouth, watching him take a sip with his own eyes, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch with a smile. He likes to be by Qi Ze's side, which makes him feel very relaxed and at ease, and prefers to observe each other's every move secretly, which adds a bit of fun.
Qi Ze pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "Being beaten in such a tragic state at the beginning, the hope of upset is very slim!"
Yan Junyu smiled without saying a word, just looked down at the time. Half an hour later, before Wen Qing fell, Han Xingjie's abilities were almost exhausted, his attack weakened significantly, his speed became slow, and he looked like he was powerless. After another ten minutes, Wen Qing suddenly started to counterattack, and the water arrows kept shooting at the opposite side, but Han Xingjie didn't even have the strength to support an earthen shield. The battle situation was completely reversed, Wen Qing fought steadily, but Han Xingjie retreated again and again.
Only then did the audience realize that although Wen Qing was a little embarrassed, he could dodge Han Xingjie's fatal attack every time. On the other hand, Han Xingjie, the longer he dragged on, the more impatient he became, and the more big moves he used, he was almost exhausted by the end, unable to launch any effective attacks at all.
A fast attack, a slow grind; a high energy consumption, slow recovery of blood, a low energy consumption, fast recovery, the result is self-evident. At the 50th minute, Wen Qing used a waterspout to send Han Xingjie off the stage, and he was half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath. This is an extremely difficult and protracted battle.
There was silence in the audience for a few seconds, and then a deafening applause erupted, mixed with a lot of exasperated cursing, of course. Qi Ze put down his wine glass and raised his hands to applaud. He applauded very slowly and moved gracefully, but there was a sparkling light in his eyes.
The young man pretending to be reserved and calm was very cute, which made Yan Junyu smile quietly.
After the game in the morning, Qi Ze calculated the profit, and his liver could not help but jump up and down. He smiled and put 70% of it into Yan Junyu's account, and said that the cooperation between the two was very pleasant. He hoped that Instructor Yan would make persistent efforts and not give up this great opportunity to make money.
"I know you have money, but it's all your family's money. If you're not Yan Shaozhu, who would take care of you? As a person, remember to leave a way out for yourself. There is not enough money at the end of the month', these are all wise sayings. Maybe one day you will be down and you will have to rely on this money to turn around?" Qi Ze said with emotion, and his tone was disappointed.
He is in despair now, and it is hard to describe what it feels like to be hungry because of lack of money.
Yan Junyu held back a smile in his heart, but the expression on his face was very serious, and said solemnly, "I know that the money is not enough at the end of the month, why not save a little? Well, you give me an extra 20,000 star coins, and I will save it for you, when you need it. Come back to me when you need it urgently."
Qi Ze frowned and thought about it for a long time, then reluctantly said, "Yes, but you have to write me a receipt."
Yan Junyu, "..."
No, he had to write a receipt, and then he took out 20,000 yuan from the billionaire. With this money, even if the game is over, he doesn't have to worry about Qi Ze throwing himself behind him and ignoring him. Although he didn't get along with the teenager very much, Yan Junyu knew subconsciously that it was this person's behavior to kill the donkey and throw it away when he used it.
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When Qi Ze returned to the apartment, Ouyang Ye had just finished soaking in the nutrient solution. He competed several times in a row, his physical strength was very high, and he was injured more or less. If he didn't recover as soon as possible, he might not last. The same is true for other players. If there is no competition, they will try their best to soak in the repair cabin to recharge their batteries.
Qi Ze didn't dive into the pile of materials as soon as he came back, as he used to do, but was in a daze with a few red balls in his hands. Ouyang Ye recognized that those small balls were the silk spit out by the sixth-level mad beast ghost-faced spider. They were very tough and protected from fire. A single spider silk could withstand hundreds of pounds of pulling force, and was often mixed into building materials or metals to make fireproofing. compartment.
Because of this, this kind of small string ball is not cheap, and the one in Shan Qi Shao's hand is worth hundreds of thousands.
Ouyang Ye was about to walk over to see and see, but the doorbell rang. When he opened it, he found that it was a delivery truck. Several robots moved boxes of goods down, and then took out the list and asked the buyer to sign for it.
"Young Master Qi, you bought these?" Ouyang Ye roughly estimated that so many things are worth tens of millions at least. Qi Shao spends much more money than the refining tool.
Qi Ze put the spider silk in his pocket, then went out to inspect the goods, nodded and said, "I bought it." The Black Eye Galaxy is really a magical place. Although there are too many impurities in the aura, the concentration is higher than that of Da Luo Jinxian. The cave is so high that it has cultivated many treasures, such as all kinds of wild beasts, all kinds of mutant plants, all kinds of spiritual stones and gold, and so on. If it weren't for this, a power user with empty spiritual roots but no cultivation technique would not be able to awaken his power at birth, and he would know how to use it without being taught.
Asking the robot to move the goods into the warehouse, Qi Ze made the final payment, staring at the few balances in the account with a tangled expression. He raised his fist and knocked on the forehead, silently thinking about how to make more money back. Selling antiques is too slow, and he can't wait.
"No money?" Ouyang Ye knew what was going on when he saw his expression.
"You are in a state of lack of money at any time, so don't ask." Qi Ze closed the door and lowered his voice, "I have a way to make money, do you want to do it?"
Ouyang Ye felt a chill down his spine, "Tell me what you want me to do first."
"If you win this afternoon, tomorrow's opponent will be Ouyang Duanhua. At present, everyone is watching your matchup, and they have made a lot of predictions. You and him are the favorites to win the championship. But if you are suddenly seriously injured , to whom will the prediction result be biased?”
"Of course it's him."
"If everyone blames you, will your odds increase?"
"Definitely." Ouyang Ye understood and said anxiously, "Young Master Qi, don't you want me to get hurt on purpose, and then guide public opinion, raise the odds, and make huge profits, right? It's not necessarily Ouyang if I'm not injured. Duanhua's opponent, you are not afraid of losing your underwear!"
"Do you understand if you pretend to be injured? Since I signed you up for the competition, I never thought of letting you lose." Qi Ze walked to the basement, threw all the spider silk he bought into the container engraved with the Spirit Gathering Array, soaked in the Put on the energy liquid, add the rhizomes of several mutant plants, and slowly stir with a stick. After a few minutes, the balls of spider silk gradually unraveled, turning into wisps of flowing red threads. The energy liquid was scorched by the high temperature emitted by the spider silk, and many bubbles appeared, and it was about to boil.
"My opponent this afternoon is Chen Huan, a gold-type power user at the peak of the fifth level. It's very difficult to deal with. I don't even have the confidence to win. How can I control the injury? Beaten to death. Young Master Qi, the baby really can't do this, will you let the baby go?" Ouyang Ye felt bitter in his heart.
However, Qi Ze smiled casually, "Don't act like a spoiled brat with me, I don't take this set. Who said that you will be beaten to death if you are deliberately beaten? I will make a robe for you, and wear it to protect you from injury unless you meet A power user of level seven or above."
"What is the vestment?" Ouyang Ye's eyes flashed slightly.
"That's what you call protective clothing."
"But the organizer has regulations that you cannot wear protective clothing on the field."
"In the eyes of ordinary people, it's just a set of underwear, nothing special. I've seen it, you only know the attack, but you don't know the defense at all. When you meet a player like Ouyang Duanhua who has both offense and defense, you have to stop. With this suit, you can wave as much as you want on stage, and no attack can stop you. Of course, when it's time to get hurt, you have to get a little bit of a symbolic injury, so don't arouse suspicion." Qi Ze put down his stick and spoke earnestly. He said, "Do well in that afternoon fight, you must break a few ribs, understand? But don't lose, you have to win tragically. Remember, the worse it is, the better."
Ouyang Ye nodded with difficulty, thinking that in order to make money, Shao Qi could do anything crazy.
He sat on the side, watched Qi Shao cook the spider silk, took out a machine and started to weave, still muttering, "It was silk reeling just now, now it is weaving, weaving is divided into two types: raw weaving and cooked weaving. Due to the rush of time, I can only give you raw weaving, while weaving and attaching the spirit, and finally you will give me a bowl of blood to sacrifice the spirit, this vestment is considered complete. But the raw material I use is the silk of the sixth-level ghost-faced spider, so At present, it can only withstand the attack of the sixth-level ability user, and in the future, if more advanced silk is woven into it, the defense power can be increased by another liter."
The boy flipped his hands, and a piece of bright red silk was rapidly formed in the sound of the machine running. Occasionally, he adjusted the latitude and longitude of the silk thread, and weaved out extremely complex patterns, the patterns glowed red, and then disappeared. If you look closely, the red silk is still red silk, and there is nothing special about it.
But Ouyang Ye clearly felt that the temperature in the room was rising, almost to the point of drying people out. Fortunately, he is a fire-type ability user, so he can barely bear it.
An hour later, Qi Ze finally finished weaving the cloth and threw it into the smelting furnace for forging, while pouring a bowl of Ouyang Ye's blood. The temperature in the furnace rises suddenly, which can melt the super-strong alloy, but the cloth woven from the spider silk is intact, and it becomes more and more shiny and silky.
It seems to have become another material.
Ouyang Ye's eyes were so hot, he paced back and forth in front of the stove, constantly asking, "When will it be ready? After the fabric is woven, it has to be cut, sewed, and made into clothes, right? It has become so strong, it has to be used What tool can cut it?"
Qi Ze silently took out a pair of small scissors of ordinary style, cut the fabric that was just out of the oven into a template, and sewed it together piece by piece. For the disciples of Taixuanshen Zongzong, sewing, weaving, tanning, carving...even the soles of shoes are all basic skills. Lingwu and magic tools did not fall from the sky, nor did they pop out of the furnace, and they had to be made when they had the materials.
Ouyang Ye was dumbfounded, and said in a trance, "Young Master Qi, what else can you not know? You are too fucking capable!"
Qi Ze ignored him, sewed a set of intimate underwear in twos and threes, and laid it flat on the workbench, looking quite Zhou Zheng and beautiful.
"Hey wait, Master Qi, you forgot to measure me, what if I can't fit in?" Ouyang Ye slapped his forehead.
"Put it on directly, what nonsense. The blood that drips with you is yours, and the size will be adjusted automatically according to your body shape." Qi Ze used scissors to pierce the fingertips of the young master Ouyang, and smeared it on the clothes, a layer of red The light flashed quickly and quickly converged, as if it were an illusion.
Ouyang Ye was stunned for a while, then couldn't wait to take off his training uniform, changed into his underwear, picked up his sword and rushed into the training ground in the basement to fight with the trainer robot. Originally, he would protect his vital points a little, but now he has the door wide open and he is fighting with all his strength. At first glance, it seems that there are flaws everywhere, but no matter how the opponent attacks, he is still unscathed, only his training uniform is broken. Just a few holes.
Qi Ze didn't have time to watch, and told him not to miss the game and go back to the living room, ready to guide public opinion. He has been in the Black Eye Galaxy for more than two years, and he knows that this is an era with very developed information. No matter what happens in any corner, as long as it is seen on the Internet, it will immediately spread all over the world.
However, people are soft-spoken, and because he can't make big waves and waves, he has to find someone to cooperate with.
"Is Instructor Yan here?" He tentatively sent a message to Yan Junyu.
There was a quick reply, "Why, there is no money to buy nutrient solution?" Then ten star coins were transferred.
Qi Ze, "...I want to ask you a favor."
The sound of the video call sounded immediately, and Yan Junyu's tall and straight figure appeared on the holographic screen, wearing a pair of military pants, no belt, just stuck in the hip bone, beautiful mermaid line, thin waist, neatly arranged eight pieces. Abdominal muscles, the visual impact is very shocking; the upper body is completely naked and covered with fine sweat beads, it can be seen that a vigorous exercise has just been performed. He held up a bottle of pure water and poured it on his already wet hair, a strong masculinity rushed towards his face, giving Qi Ze a 10,000-point crit.
Qi Ze was suddenly stunned, and his cheeks quickly flushed.