Zhuang Zhou has been a reserve **** since he has his memory.

The only thing to do is to learn how to be a god.

He learned the fastest, stood out among the reserve gods, and got the internship opportunity of the **** of wealth.

His heart has always been the only thing he can do to get right, how to become a real **** of wealth, he has never thought about children's personal relationships, and he doesn't put this kind of thing in his own plan.

I thought that when Cheng Jinxue wanted to get married, he would work hard to perfect the believers, bring him good luck, and let him get married early. After all, there is no month old here.

If he was on the earth, he could ask who the old moon Cheng Jinxue had fate with, and he could tie them the red line and shorten the distance a little bit.

He really hadn't thought about it, he had to face such a thing.

Wen Xiaoyun has always been very good to him, knowing that there are many weird things about him, never telling him, and will help him cover.

So... Wen Xiaoyun likes him?

Is it the kind that you like to get married?

Or, just like he likes Cheng Jinxue?

Zhuang Zhou shrank his head into the quilt, and his head popped out after a while, very tangled in his heart.

"The great priest also didn't tell me... can the gods get married..."

Forget it, forget it.

He pulled out the video of the mecha contest and watched it.

The Mecha Manufacturing Competition is the final day after tomorrow. This time there is a dark horse, and it is the man named Hong Shijun.

Hong Shijun is the eldest young master of the Hong family, and the Hong family is the natal family of the Duchess Borton. As the natal family of the Duchess, the Hong family is naturally also a powerful nobleman.

It is said that the children of the nobles like to idle, eat, drink and have fun. This Hong Shijun, as the young master of the Hong family, has taken eating, drinking and having fun to the extreme.

But I didn't expect that such a **** who likes to spend time and drink, suddenly shines in the mecha manufacturing competition, and suddenly becomes the most eye-catching dark horse!

"I really can't see that Hong Shijun has such a talent!"

"Don't say it's us, haven't you seen the Hong family and didn't you see it!"

"Hahaha Hong Shijun's father used to be all kinds of squirts, and he threatened to have no such son. Now if you look at him again, you can't wait for everyone in the world to know that Hong Shijun is his son."

"There is one thing to say, if my son can make mechas that shield 100% of energy radiation, I will blow my son every day!"

"Is it true that 100% radiation is shielded? Has the official appraised it?"

"Identified! Several mecha masters tested on the spot, 100% shielding of radiation, and major mecha manufacturers have already signed a contract with Hong Shijun!"

"It's just an energy device! What if it doesn't reach 100% shielding after being assembled on the mecha?"

"Fuck, how much is this! I really can't see that Hong Shijun is so good!"

Netizens talked a lot, but the facts are just as they said. The major mecha manufacturers have come to Hong's house to see Hong Shijun and get this 100% radiation shielding energy device method.

Even other countries have learned of the news and are trying to contact Hong's family.

Because everyone knows that energy radiation is the worst nightmare of all interstellar people, how many days are destroyed by energy radiation.

Just like Wen Xiaoyun, the youngest war **** in the empire, isn't he also suffering from it, has his mental power dropped?

The gate of Hong's house was endless for a while.

The head of the Hong family also has a bright face. The older sons who used to dislike all kinds of things are now more pleasing to the eye.

"Patriarch, another mecha manufacturer came to the young master and wanted to request cooperation. He filed an application for the right to use the energy device manufactured by the young master. He said that the price is good for negotiation."

What means to be negotiated, doesn't it mean you just ask for a price?

The head of the Hong family was full of red light: "This boy Shi Jun is really getting more and more promising, so I said, how could my son not be capable."

The housekeeper hurriedly exclaimed: "Is it right, the second young master has already measured his mental strength and physique at S grade when he is still young, and the future will be boundless. You were worried about the young master at first. No, the young master also has his own talent. "

"You are right, haha, I used to be sorry for Shi Jun, and I will definitely compensate him in the future!" The head of the Hong family is in a good mood, and he does regret it a little bit in his heart.

In the past, he was indeed more partial to the younger son, but who made the younger son excellent? He measured such a high talent when he was just ten years old, and he must be nurtured, which is like his eldest son, who spends all his time.

Fortunately, this kid is still a little capable.

"By the way, where is Shi Jun now?"

"Go home, the eldest master is out."

"This kid." The head of the Hong family frowned again: "The day after tomorrow is going to be the finals, why are you still running around."

Having said that, Hong Shijun is now the signboard of the Hong family, and he doesn't want to make Hong Shijun upset, so he won't say a word or two.

And this time.

In a laboratory far away from Hong's house, Hong Shijun was angry.

"How could it not work? I did it exactly according to this device! It's exactly the same!"

A mecha maker whispered: "Master Hong, I said at the beginning, there is nothing special about this energy device. On the contrary, it is very simple and anyone can copy it. In my opinion, it just uses It can be seen everywhere, made of discarded waste parts, it does not have the function of completely shielding energy radiation."

Hong Shijun grabbed him by the collar and said angrily, "How can this tattered robot before?! In the same way, why can he make a robot that shields 100% of energy radiation?!"

The mecha maker was also afraid of what Hong Shijun would do to himself, and quickly explained: "According to my guess, the process of channeling the energy lines is different. The person who made this robot has a very high level of mental power... high……"

One of the most important steps involved in the manufacturing process of mechas is to channel the energy lines. The principle is to introduce the energy in the energy stone into the energy lines. If this step is done well, it can reduce a lot of radiation.

Interstellar people pay much attention to spiritual power level for this reason, high spiritual power level, no matter what industry they are in, they are likely to be outstanding.

The same is true in the mecha manufacturing industry. When the mental power level is high, when the energy lines are channeled, energy can be introduced to the greatest extent and radiation can be reduced.

However, Hong Shijun's mental power level is only B+, not even A, and his physique level barely reaches A.

But after spending so many years and drinking, he had already damaged his body, and now he probably doesn't even have A.

Hearing that, Hong Shijun's face was even more ugly, and he was so angry that he smashed everything in front of him to the ground!

"Trash!" He cursed in a low voice.

Hong Shijun clicked on his personal terminal and looked at the information sent by Manager Huang of Star.com about the identity certificate submitted by Zhuang Zhou. His eyes were dark.

He indeed bought this robot, because it was approaching his younger brother’s birthday. He hated his stepmother and younger brother, and even more hated his father’s change of mind. Naturally, he would not prepare any intentional birthday gifts.

Not only that, but he also wanted to get sick of his stepmother and younger brother, so he casually searched on Xingwang.com to find out if there are any broken items that are most suitable for disgusting nobles.

Then I found the small tattered No. 1, which looked really tattered.

But after buying it back, he found that there was something wrong with this robot. The energy radiation was 0, that is to say, the energy stone radiation in the robot was completely shielded.

Hong Shijun is not stupid. He naturally knows what kind of baby it is. He immediately contacted the shopkeeper and wanted to buy more. However, there was no news from there. Even the shipping address was just written casually from a remote interstellar. first name.

If the rich and powerful people would make such a robot, it would be impossible to open a store on Xingwang and sell thousands of Xingcoins.

It can only be a civilian.

Since the shop owner refused to cooperate, he moved this idea. He used this energy device to sign up for the mecha manufacturing contest.

But he never expected that this energy device, which seemed to be a good replica, was not as simple as he thought.

The mecha maker asked in a low voice, "Master, what should we do now? The major mecha manufacturing companies are waiting to sign with us, and the finals will be held the day after tomorrow. We..."

Hong Shijun coldly sent him the information submitted by Manager Huang, and said in a deep voice: "You can sign the contract directly, let them pay two-thirds of the fee first, and the competition will continue to participate. I will send someone to send this. People caught it back."

Hearing that, the mecha maker didn't dare to answer, he knew what Hong Shijun meant.

After catching the person back, the person can only be kept in the dark laboratory forever, and the energy cords have to be channeled every day and sold in the name of Hong Shijun.

Zhuang Zhou didn't know that he was being watched.

He is studying the schedule of the mecha competition. The mecha contest is divided into three stages. The first stage is the energy device, which involves the core of all mechas. Because there is no energy device, everything behind it is useless.

The second stage is the polishing and design of the mecha parts, and the third stage is the assembly of the mecha.

The final is the third stage. After the mecha is assembled, the champion will be selected based on the strength of the mecha.

After the championship maker is selected, there is another entertainment link, which is the entertainment competition.

At the scene, there can be audiences suggesting entertaining competitions with champion mechas. This kind of competition is a stop-to-stop, let everyone see the specific functions and strength of champion mechas.

He looked at this link carefully, his eyes bright.

Then he sent a newsletter to Wen Xiaoyun.

Military department.

Everyone in the Third Army has not been in a good mood recently.

The reason is because of Wen Xiaoyun's mental power level.

The people of the other legions didn't say anything about it, but secretly they had been insinuating that their third legion commander was about to be replaced, and Wen Xiaoyun could no longer be the commander.

This affected the mood of everyone in the Third Army. They didn't want someone to replace Wen Xiaoyun, because most of them were soldiers from the Wen family.

Not the once God of War Wentian, or the current Wen Xiaoyun.

Because of the impact, everyone couldn't get up the energy in the past two days, and the performance during training was a complete mess.

After Wen Xiaoyun saw these results, he organized a meeting.

At the meeting, he did not swear, but only posted their training records on the screen.

"Lieutenant General Su, this is the comprehensive score of your training today." Wen Xiaoyun's voice is as calm as before, and his resolute face is as calm as ever, but it is invisibly oppressive, but it makes everyone in the meeting room feel comfortable. It feels as if a mountain is pressing in my heart.

Wen Xiaoyun said lightly: "It's 4 points worse than your usual score, and 1 point lower than your soldiers."

"Wang Chen, your mecha control score is the lowest since you joined the army. You make me very suspicious of the original intention of selecting you from the military academy."

"Kelvin Zhang, what's wrong with your eyes? Three of the 10 shooting targets went away."

Wen Xiaoyun spoke calmly, but everyone who was named, bowed their heads in shame, their faces were red and white.

"Admiral, we are because..."

Wen Xiaoyun nodded slightly and interrupted them: "I don't want to hear any reason."

"You are not enlisting for me, but for yourselves, for the empire. No matter what the reason is, it is not an excuse for you to regress."

Those who were named were panicked. They knew that Wen Xiaoyun would not tolerate such a situation. They were afraid that Wen Xiaoyun would be driven away before he left, and hurriedly said: "Admiral, give us again. a chance!"

Wen Xiaoyun did not speak.

Invisible pressure slowly enveloped the entire conference room, and the cramped space made people feel breathless for a while.

In this difficult atmosphere, Wen Xiaoyun's terminal suddenly sounded.

Everyone was even more panicked. They all could see that Wen Xiaoyun was in a bad mood. At this time, he came to the door again. This was a rush to be scolded. What if the admiral's mood gets worse!

I don't want Wen Xiaoyun to just look at the communication number, his resolute and handsome face suddenly softened, and his eyes became warmer.

He glanced at the conference room, got up and said indifferently: "Any reason is good, I don't want another time."

"Yes, Admiral!"

Leaving this sentence aside, Wen Xiaoyun strode out and picked up the communication.

The sharp-eared people immediately heard a cheerful voice coming from the conference room.

"Wen Xiaoyun! Are you busy?"

Wen Xiaoyun responded lowly: "I'm not busy, what's the matter?"

"There seem to be a lot of people next to you, are you looking for something?"

Wen Xiaoyun said, "No, they are all dummies and statues."

Everyone stopped immediately, motionless, treating themselves as dummies: "..."

Wen Xiaoyun walked out of the meeting room door. Zhuang Zhou could no longer see the people behind Wen Xiaoyun, so he no longer wondered whether it was a dummy, but said, "Are you free the day after tomorrow? We are watching the mecha contest live. Finals, right?"

Wen Xiaoyun said ‘um’, "What do you want to do?"

Zhuang Zhou hummed, did not say, only said: "You will know when the time comes!"

Two days passed.

The finals of the Mecha Contest officially opened.

The mech manufacturing contest can be said to be a matter of concern to all the people of the empire. On the day the finals began, the venue was crowded with people, and even those who could not be there in person would watch the live broadcast on the star network.

This early morning, Zhuang Zhou and Wen Xiaoyun went out to pick up Xiaoluo, and planned to take Xiaoluo to the mecha contest.

In the past two days after Xiaochao came back, he was watched by Cheng Jinxue to cooperate with Master Gruen's modification. Zhuang Zhou hadn't seen it for two days, so he was thinking.

When he arrived at the laboratory, Zhuang Zhou saw the little tatters waiting at the door at a glance.

Xiaochaan looked at Zhuang Zhou as if he saw his sweetheart, hugging Zhuang Zhou's thigh affectionately, rubbing his mechanical head on Zhouzhou's leg, making a mechanical sound of "嘤嘤嘤".

It seems really not wronged.

Zhuang Zhou hugged the little tattered distressedly: "Be good, don't cry, I will pick you up now, I'm sorry, you have worked so hard these days."

Cheng Jinxue and Gruen: "..."

No, it’s not hard at all, it’s us who worked hard!

God knows how difficult this broken old man is!

It’s good to do any inspection, and it won’t cooperate without saying ten words to praise it!

Fortunately, Cheng Jin has a sweet mouth and can shoot all kinds of flattery. The tattered uncle is in a good mood and is willing to cooperate with them in the examination.

Zhuang Zhou didn't know the twists and turns in it, but when he saw the little tatters acting like a baby, his heart was about to melt: "Well, well, I will take you with me from now on... eh? I feel tired, don't you? I have to do a lot of inspections every day. ?"

Zhuang Zhou glanced at Master Gruen with a disapproving look.

Gruen: "..."

Three! Only three inspections a day!

Check it once and watch a four-hour cartoon!

Zhuang Zhou touched the little tattered head: "Right, little tattered, let me introduce it to you."

Zhuang Zhou took out another small robot from Qiankun's bag and happily introduced to Xiaocai: "Look at Xiaocai, this is Xiaocai No. 4!"

Little tattered momentarily sluggish.

Little tattered: "???"

Is this why you threw me to others?

I have number 4? ? ?

Zhuang Zhou looked at the dazed little tattered, and happily explained: "I just did it yesterday!"

The Little Tattered No. 4 is taller, newer than it, and cooler than it.

Little tattered: "..."

Little tattered silence.

It slowly rolled the wheel and rolled back to Cheng Jinxue's feet.

Sure enough, there were only 0 and numerous derailments.

Since the master did not block when the number 1, so now the 4.0 version number is out.

Xiao Shaan raised his head and glanced at Cheng Jinxue. Forget it, the demon's requirements can't be too high, just one servant is enough.

In the next second, Zhuang Zhou gave Cheng Jinxue the Little Tattered No.4.

"Cheng Jinxue! I'll give it to you on the 4th!"

Little tattered: "???"

Cheng Jinxue was overjoyed: "Zhouzhou, this little tattered No.4 is like Zhou Hongyi and Zhang Feng...linked by spirit?"

"Yes!" Zhuang Zhou proudly raised his chest: "I modified it again. After you recognize the master, you will know how No. 4 is."

In order to build this robot, he did not go to develop customers for two nights!

So, on the way to the mech contest site, Cheng Jinxue was as happy as a fool in the suspension car, and constantly lamented how awesome the little tattered No. 4 was.

In the corner, Xiao Shao gave a sneer watching their excitement.

Their excitement has nothing to do with me, I just find it noisy.

At the scene of the Mecha Contest, Zhuang Zhou once again sighed that there were so many people!

Then, he was happier, and he was going to work overtime again at night!

Wen Xiaoyun had the privilege, and he had already arranged a location, and directly led Zhuang Zhou to a relatively quiet location.

At this time, the game is halfway through, and out of the 10 participants in the final, 6 have already assembled their mechas.

But most people's eyes are on Hong Shijun.

Everyone wants to know how powerful the mecha made by Hong Shijun, the dark horse of this competition.

The major mecha manufacturers are watching closely, they are eager to see the birth of a real 100% radiation shielding mecha!

Zhuang Zhou was also watching Hong Shijun. Hong Shijun was similar to what he had seen on the Star Network, with a bad breath on his body.

He frowned and said in a low voice, "The breath on his body is very unpleasant. He must have done a lot of bad things."

Hearing that, before Wen Xiaoyun spoke, Gruen said silently: "Kids don’t make trouble, we are in the auditorium, Hong Shijun is playing on the field, so far away, we have to see his operation clearly, we have to You can only see it through the big screen. How can you smell him?"

Zhuang Zhou said, "You don't understand."

Gruen: "Okay, I don't understand, is it your gods again? Hey, you children are really...the gods talk all day."

He didn't want to persuade them that there is no **** in this world.

Last time I was angry because of this kid, and he is not good to talk about it now.

The only thing that makes Gruen feel fortunate is that this so-called ‘God of Wealth’ is not like the ‘Evil 1 Sect’, which will brainwash people crazy.

Wen Xiaoyun stretched out his hand to cover Zhuang Zhou's nose and said softly, "Then don't smell it."

His hands were very big, covering Zhuang Zhou's face, making the young man's face even smaller.

Zhuang Zhou raised his gaze to meet Wen Xiaoyun, then quickly moved away, his ears were slightly red, and it took a while for him to whispered ‘um’.

But he didn't tell Wen Xiaoyun to take his hand away and let him cover his nose and face.

Soon, Hong Shijun's mecha was also assembled.

He was the second to last assembly completed, not long after completion, the last one was also completed.

The ten contestants completed the assembly and began to wait for the assessment.

The ten people are all selected to enter the finals, and the mechas made by each of them are not weak.

When Hong Shijun’s mecha was assessed, the organizers gave a super high evaluation——

"Attack level AA, defense level A+, resistance level A+, energy radiation value 0!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Radiation value 0!

Sure enough, it is 100% radiation shielding!

Those who can enter the finals are basically very good mecha makers, and the mechas manufactured have basically all data above A+.

But the radiation value will fluctuate between 10%-20% no matter how compressed they are.

In addition to Hong Shijun today, the mecha with the lowest radiation value is also 11%.

Hong Shijun's single ‘radiation value 0’ can far exceed the scores of all of them!

Sure enough, not surprisingly, Hong Shijun won the first place in the Mecha Contest under the attention of everyone!

The major mecha manufacturers rushed to give Hong Shijun a business card, and wanted to talk about cooperation with Hong Shijun.

Hong Shijun smiled one by one, and said: "I'll talk about it after the cooperation, I have to accept the award."

Holding the trophy of the first place in the Mecha Contest in his arms, Hong Shijun stood on the high platform, watching the tens of thousands of spectators present and the all-interstellar people in the live broadcast room, a surge of arrogance surged in his heart.

This is the glory he wants. He wants everyone's eyes to be on himself, everyone respects him, and kneels and licks him!

"Next comes the most exciting moment! Do you want to see the power of Mr. Hong's mech "Frost"?"

"miss you!!"

The host smiled and said, "So, are there any friends who want to challenge Hanshuang?"

As soon as the voice fell, many people in the audience shouted frantically to go up.

At this time, one person took advantage of the privilege and went directly on stage: "I'll come."

The audience saw that the screams broke through the clouds.

"Ahhhh, it's Adjutant Cheng!"

"It's Lieutenant General Cheng Jinxue!!!"

The host did not expect that Cheng Jinxue, who is very famous in the military, would actually be on stage. After a while, he said excitedly: "Adjutant Cheng! I didn't expect it to be you!"

Cheng Jinxue smiled slightly: "Radiation-free mechas are a major concern of the people of the entire empire. Naturally, the military is also very concerned. If the mechas made by Mr. Hong are also excellent in other aspects, our military is very happy to cooperate with Mr. Hong. ."

Hearing this, the audience boiled again, watching Hong Shijun's eyes admiring and enviing him!

Hong Shijun didn't expect to have such a show, and he was a little excited.

If the Duke of Botton knew that he was also close to the military, it would be much more convenient for him to do anything in the future!

His father is even less likely to underestimate him!

Thinking of this, Hong Shijun tried to stay calm, smiled and said, "Thank you, Adjutant Cheng for your appreciation."

Cheng Jinxue waved his hand: "Don't waste time, come on, try the strength of your mecha "Frost"."

Hong Shijun immediately called a fighter specializing in test-driving mechas and gave him permission to enter mechas.

At the beginning of the game, Cheng Jinxue did not release his mecha, and everyone couldn't help but wonder.

Cheng Jinxue grinned, summoned the little tattered No. 4 who had already shed blood to recognize the master, and slowly said, "Come on."

The audience was taken aback.

What does Adjutant Cheng mean? Use this tattered-looking little robot to fight against the mechas that are behemoths for robots? !

Isn't this kidding me!

Only Hong Shijun.

When he saw Little Tattered No. 4, he felt a "cock" in his heart and his face changed suddenly.

Cheng Jinxue smiled slightly: "Man, are you familiar with it? This is version 4.0."