A middle-aged man next to him was holding a magnifying glass and carefully looking at every detail of the raw ore. Hearing what the young man said, he said, "It's more than that. Once crystal iron veins are formed, there may be other rare minerals associated with them. Look This yellow dot, if I'm not mistaken, is probably Tyrannite."
Hearing Tailan Gold Placer, everyone's eyes became even hotter.
It is a disorderly associated mineral. Before mining, it is not known where the ore veins will contain this kind of composition. As long as a small amount of Tailan placer gold is added to general alloys, various performances will be greatly improved. Many high-level force weapons above level 6 are mixed with it, and it is even more essential if it is above level 7. However, the production of placer gold in Tailan is extremely low, and the known production sites have long been divided up by the giants of the two camps.
If this vein does contain Tyran placer gold, it doesn't need to be much, as long as a finger-sized piece is finally extracted, it is enough to create a lowest-level eighth-level weapon.
"I said how the Ningyuan Group has been moving continuously during this period. After connecting several orders for the customization of top-level military equipment, it turned out that it got a vein of crystal iron. If someone asked us to keep an eye on the movement of Heiliu City, I'm afraid we wouldn't have will discover the secret."
"It seems that the mine lode is in the war zone of Heiliu City, and most of it is in the blocked wolf city."
"Are we going to act now?"
The old man sitting in the middle didn't speak at all, and then he said slowly: "You can't just do it like this, Song Zining has already occupied a place in Qingyang King's staff. Although that His Highness never used it very much when he was not leading the army. I heard that Zhao Jundu troubled him before, and it was Zhang Munian who made it up. Zhang Munian is the nephew of King Qingyang! Let's do it rashly, in case His Highness thinks it is There will be no reason to offend him at that time, and this is absolutely unacceptable."
The youngest person in the secret room suddenly became anxious: "Such a big crystal iron vein, should we just watch it fall into the hands of that kid? Even...even..." But no matter how brave he was, he did not dare to take the future Speak out as much as you can.
At this time, the middle-aged man put down the magnifying glass in his hand, smiled, and said: "Shi Lao just said that we can't show up. In other words, even if we do it, we can't let people know that we did it, or that we didn't do it." Evidence implicated us. This matter is not difficult to say, Yong Ye is short of everything, the most important thing is bandits and mercenaries."
The young man was startled, and then said, "What's the use of those useless mercenaries?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Of course they are trash, but our people are not trash, and we can also recruit more people who are not trash."
The young man suddenly realized.
At this time, the old man said slowly again: "You might as well disclose some news about this matter to the headquarters of the expeditionary army. Those guys are vultures who eat dead human flesh. There is no reason to let such a big piece of fat go."
"But in that case, wouldn't it be necessary to distribute some crystal iron ore?"
The old man smiled lightly and said: "We can't eat such a big piece of meat all by ourselves, we have to share it out. In fact, it's okay to share it out. No matter who owns the mine, the things dug out of it can only be sold to us."
The middle-aged man praised: "This plan is great! Those expeditionary troops pretending to be robbers and hooligans are all old-fashioned."
Some people hesitated, "Those scoundrels in the expeditionary army don't dare to touch people related to King Qingyang?"
The old man sneered and said: "Money touches people's hearts. Yongye is a place outside the law, and they have been emperors of the earth for so long, why dare they not? Besides, even if they want to sit back and watch... What if there is evidence pointing to them? Say, Are they jumping off to get a piece of the action, or are they justifying themselves in vain?"
Everyone was enlightened, and they looked at the old man with admiration and passion in their eyes.
When Qianye returned to the base, many people's eyes were attracted.
The base became much more lively, and there was an endless stream of people entering and leaving the gate. From a distance, the base was still being expanded, and it seemed that there would never be enough space and facilities. The arrival of many clans from aristocratic families nearly doubled the population of the base, and the resulting demand soared several times.
Seeing Qianye approaching, the bustling crowd unexpectedly became a little quieter, and this momentary change was also noticed by others. Although some people didn't know Qianye, they could faintly feel the murderous aura coming towards them.
Qianye accepted everyone's gaze calmly, and strode into the base. More people's eyes fell on his back, there was a box almost as tall as Qianye's body, this burden did not affect his pace at all, so people had no way of guessing what was inside.
It wasn't until Qianye walked away that everyone felt a sudden lightness on their bodies, as if an invisible boulder had fallen. At that moment, many truly strong men were shocked: "Such a murderous intent! How many people did he kill?"
The gate returned to normal again, and the little stagnation just now disappeared in the crowd, but many people subconsciously avoided the topic about Qianye.
The base was full of people, and Qianye felt a little uncomfortable walking on the avenue. Whenever someone approaches, he will subconsciously pay attention to the opponent's flaws and vital parts, which has become a habit in the past half a month.
He couldn't remember how many times he had entered the dark race army alone, with enemies in all directions, how many long swords and knives were slashed, and how many original force bullets hit him every moment. In the end, fighting and counterattack had become Qianye's instincts, and he would make a simple and fierce attack with one blow, so as to kill the most dangerous enemy with one blow.
However, this habit has become a little troublesome now. At the moment, there are at least a dozen aristocratic clan teams staying in the Li family base, and there are many strong players among them. Although Qianye didn't look sideways and only looked forward, but when he paid attention to the vital flaws of others, the other party would naturally respond. The stronger the original force cultivation, the more obvious the response.
Those battle-tested generals seemed to be targeted by ancient beasts, and they almost subconsciously tried their best to arouse their fighting spirit. Qianye realized something was wrong before walking a hundred meters, and began to restrain himself, trying to ignore the passing crowd, so as not to cause a commotion.
Qianye went straight to the exchange area and walked towards an unmanned exchange office.
The quartermaster looked up and saw Qianye, and lost his voice, "It's you?"
Looking at that round and slightly chubby face, Qianye frowned slightly, it was an unpleasant coincidence, this person was the quartermaster who was knocked down by his punch last time. He looked gloomy, and the obvious displeasure wasn't all after seeing Qianye, it seemed that he was in a bad mood.
Qianye said directly: "I'm here to exchange military merit, and this is the supply I want, and I'll take it away soon."
"Leave right away?" The quartermaster tugged at his facial features, and finally showed a look that was still readable. He took the list and couldn't help asking a lot. Generally, after the strong team returns, they always have to rest for a period of time in order to recover.
The hellish environment of the misty forest, as long as you stay for a long time, even if there is no battle, it will be extremely depressing.
"Leave immediately." Qianye replied.
The quartermaster shrugged, "You really worked hard for the list of military achievements. But I would like to advise, the water here is deep. If you don't have a big background, it's best not to get involved."
"Understood, thank you."
The quartermaster glanced at the list in his hand, jumped up immediately, and shouted, "So many?!"
His voice was so loud that it immediately attracted many people to look over. There are about a dozen semi-open reception seats in the military merit exchange area, most of which are occupied, and there are quite a lot of eyes cast over them.
Qianye nodded and confirmed, "That's all, not too much."
"Well, that's not too much. Are you planning to single-handedly kill an earldom?" The quartermaster smiled wryly.
What Qianye gave him was a list of armament requirements, the number was indeed too large, for example, a hundred rounds of Mithril magic-breaking bullets of various types, and a standard short-gun original force bullet containing a small amount of Mithril. Five hundred rounds!
As for Thunder's special sniper rounds, thirty rounds are needed, and silver refining sun rounds also need five rounds. Even a hundred-man team from an aristocratic family would need not much more ammunition than Qianye, the key is that Qianye is alone.
The quartermaster couldn't help but said: "Well, Lord Qianye, with so many original force bombs, are you sure... you can use them up?"
The quartermaster's words were very tactful. High-level force guns consume a lot of force on the user. There are hundreds of high-level ammunition, even if it is a twelfth or third-level general, it may not be used up in more than ten battles. From the quartermaster's point of view, these Force bombs were enough for Qianye to use for more than half a year.
Of course, Qianye didn't mean to explain, just smiled and said: "It's okay, that's all it takes."
The quartermaster wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Such a large quantity is beyond my authority. I need to report to the chief for authorization. Please wait a moment."
Qianye nodded, pulled a chair and sat down, waiting quietly.
A moment later the quartermaster returned after a lean colonel. The colonel looked Qianye up and down, and asked, "You are Qianye?"
The visitor's tone was obviously very impolite, Qianye frowned slightly, and said, "I am, what is it?"
There was a gloomy smile on the colonel's face, "Although the amount of armament that General Qianye wants is large, my Li family base has ample inventory, so it's not impossible to get it out. But what do you plan to use to exchange these ammunition? Gold coins, equipment Or military merit?"
Qianye pondered for a moment, then said, "Military merit."
The ammunition is expensive, Qianye does not have that many empire gold coins, and there is no clear explanation for the two Shadow Blades that were handed over to the Li family last time, of course Qianye will not hand over high-end equipment to the Li family hands.
Anyway, there are so many aristocratic teams in the base now, and they are all masters who are not short of money. He can find two or three at random, and he can pour out the equipment in his hand.
Hearing Qianye's answer, disappointment flashed across the colonel's face. Having no gold coin equipment means that he has less opportunities to search for oil and water.
The colonel signaled the quartermaster to bring the register, looked at it, and said, "General Qianye, the military merits in your name are not enough to pay for the ammunition."
Qianye said: "Military merit? There are more here." As he spoke, he lifted the box next to him and slammed it on the counter with a bang. The counter made of hardwood cracked open with a click, showing the weight of the box!