Fire Monster

Chapter 215 A Small Business

Xiao Chengyun's worries seemed unnecessary.

Because Fan Yi really came here to repair and maintain the Imperial Seal chariots. These three Imperial Seal chariots had indeed reached the critical point of their durability. One of them could not even be started again after it stopped and had to be towed over.

During the whole process, the three third-level Qi Refiners on the other side basically maintained a cold demeanor. Once they got off the chariot, they looked as if they wanted to keep away from strangers. They didn't say hello to each other, nor were they polite. They each found an empty room in the Chiyin Apartment Building and meditated to recover.

With the three of them around, the group of martial artists under Fan Yi were all silent and didn't dare to speak loudly.

But as soon as they left, this group of martial artists immediately started making faces at the martial artists on Zhao Guanshan's side and began to provoke them. They were not satisfied with the previous war of words, so they had to continue this time.

Of course, there were still many Shanhaiying martial artists who scoffed at this. They were very interested in the large circle building built by Jia Xian. After getting to know it personally, their eyes were shining with envy.

Because even if their families were in Linjiang Prefecture, they could only live in the second-level civilian area, which was a house with a second-level imperial seal array. It was nothing like here, which started directly at the quasi-fourth level.

Of course, envy is envy, but it is definitely impossible to ask them to move their families here. Linjiang Prefecture at least has the Imperial Seal Great Wall for protection, but what is your place? There is not even a first-level spirit tower.

On this side, Zhao Guanshan and Xiao Chengyun were leading a group of people to do repairs and maintenance.

After all, it's only 900 points of merit. Who would want to go against such a small amount of money?

However, this time Xiao Chengyun did not let Zhao Guanshan use the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp, but directly took out her Class A Imperial Seal Magical Weapon.

"Brother, these people are here just for this. Why are you pretending to be so noble? Nine hundred merit points is just hard-earned money for us."

Xiao Chengyun complained with an unhappy look on his face, but he worked efficiently and controlled the sealed magic weapon steadily. The brilliant light like the sunset swept across the three chariots like flowing water. In just ten seconds, the maintenance was completed.

Xiao Chengyun gave him a look that told him to figure it out slowly, then turned and left like a proud little hen.

The core competitiveness is that you can be so willful.

What else can Zhao Guanshan do about this?

You choose your own NPC teammates, so just bear with it.

"Come on, come on, everyone, lend a hand!"

At this time he gave a call and started dismantling and repairing.

Regardless of Fan Yi's purpose, this is an excellent start. His future city will be positioned as a logistics supply service industry.

A few hours later, the three Imperially Seal Chariots were all overhauled and their vulnerable parts were replaced, and Old Man Fan also earned an extra 500 merit points.

Because Zhao Guanshan gave him a component made of level 100 high-level materials.

Conventional parts may be worn out after two or three battles, but theirs can last for more than five battles.

Of course, old man Fan Yi was still skeptical, so he only replaced one, but it doesn’t matter, as long as you change it, you will naturally know the benefits.

On a dangerous battlefield, fewer failures mean more safety.

In short, 1,400 merit points were earned, but the cost was actually less than 100 merit points, plus a few hours of time.

Of course, the illumination from Xiao Chengyun's Class A sealed magical weapon is a truly scarce resource.

At this moment, while driving the chariot, old man Fan Yi asked a third-level Qi Refiner standing next to him: "What do you think of often coming to supervise the army?"

"Not bad, very professional. The performance of the chariot has been improved by at least 30% at one time. The sixth-level dispel and the first-class imperial seal are indeed worthy of their reputation!"

The Qigong practitioner who always came here without saying a word also showed a little shock on his face.

"Well, Changlai, the military supervisor, what do you think, if our Shanhai Camp can gather enough Dao Palace Contribution Points to exchange for two or three of these Grade A Imperial Seal Artifacts?"

Fan Yi asked carefully, this was his real purpose and idea, otherwise, it would be a sin to let others take away the merits.

"You can exchange it for a Class A Imperial Seal Artifact, but it can only be used in combat. If you want to use it to maintain a chariot, you can't!"

Qi cultivators often come to coldly refuse. Their innate pure yang energy is very precious. They have to use it in battle when they have no choice. They also have to earn merits to exchange for contributions to the Dao Palace, and then exchange them for some meager cultivation resources for themselves.

But you want us to maintain your tanks? Don't even think about it!

Xiao Chengyun did this because he did not have any combat mission and he was a new recruit with no experience. You are not grateful and do not cherish such an opportunity. You even think it is too expensive!
Haha, when Xiao Chengyun wakes up, you won’t even have a chance even if you beg him at his doorstep.

Alas, I am so tired. It is like talking to a deaf person. Who understands the hard work and grievances of us Qigong practitioners? Qigong practitioners often come with a cold face, sit down in their seats, and close their eyes to rest.

Old man Fan Yi still had a smile on his face, but he had already cursed his ancestors in his heart, saying that this guy was a living father.

His Shanhai Camp has twenty chariots, three third-level Qi Refiners, and seventeen second-level Qi Refiners. They are all a bunch of big guys. Every time a battle is completed and the merits are awarded, these Qi Refiners will take almost half of the merits.

He also has to feed nearly four hundred warriors and half a baggage camp. After each battle, the dead need compensation, the injured need to be dispersed and healed, the damaged chariots need to be repaired and maintained, and the psychic weapons need to be repaired and debugged. There are so many expenses that make his heart bleed every time he thinks about them.

He tried every possible way and worked so hard, but in the end he didn't get much extra money. Where is justice?

If he didn't have to go into battle personally and get 500 points of merit every time, how would his family, including nine wives, a dozen daughters, and a dozen sons, survive?
Now he is racking his brains to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, but his ambition is difficult to achieve and he is constrained everywhere.

Alas, I am so tired. Who understands my hard work and dedication?
But what Fan Yi didn't expect was that on the next day, after the Shanhai Camp completed the routine of killing a ninth-level evil demon every day, twelve teams came running to apply for maintenance and repairs of the tanks.

"It's over! It's over!"

Old man Fan Yi sighed, he knew this would be the result, because in today's battle, he was personally controlling and driving his so-called flagship tank. The flying feeling and silky control were far better than before.

If only that was it.

What was really fatal was that his flagship chariot was locked onto by the ninth-order evil demon during the battle. It pressed down with an iron mountain and then gave a double kick. The entire chariot was kicked several miles away, and dozens of pieces of the outer composite armor fell off.

After suffering such a severe blow, in the past, although the personnel inside would not be injured, the tank would definitely malfunction and break down.

There is no need to consider this, as it has been verified countless times on the battlefield.

But, a miracle happened.

His flagship chariot did not break down. Even with such a severe collision, its vulnerable parts did not collapse. That was why it was able to accelerate and escape at the most critical moment, before the ninth-level evil demon hurled out hundreds of sharp bone spurs.

Otherwise, without the composite armor on the outside, facing such sharp bone spurs, Fan Yi's flagship tank would be pierced like a hedgehog.

Although the army will not be wiped out because of the presence of a third-level Qi-refining master, several sealed magic weapons will inevitably be consumed. At the same time, the Qi-refining master supervising the army in his team will also exhaust his innate pure yang energy, and he will have to rest for at least three days before going to the battlefield again.

Just for this point, no matter how unwilling old man Fan Yi was, he had to admit that the 800 merit points he spent on his chariot yesterday were well worth it.

Not only the warriors on their chariot were aware of this scene, but the other teams were also aware of it.

In this battle, their Shanhai Camp's twenty chariots and twenty teams were jointly responsible for fighting against one ninth-level evil demon and eight eighth-level evil demons. The whole process took half an hour. A total of four chariots broke down and six were damaged. In the past, these would have needed to be sent to the baggage camp for repairs.

But this time, they all learned their lesson.

"Everyone, I know what you are thinking, but we cannot offend the baggage camp. Whether you want to go to the baggage camp for maintenance or not, I have already given you a total of 5,000 merit points."

Old man Fan advised earnestly that the maintenance technology of the baggage camp was not bad, what they lacked was Qi Refiners to maintain it. In addition, due to the constraints of rules and regulations, they absolutely dared not, and it was even more impossible for them to replace the core wearing parts of the Imperial Seal Chariot with level 100 high-grade materials.

This involves a higher level of balance and constraints.

"Commander, can't we use our own merit points to repair it? The master craftsmen in the baggage camp can't bully us like this. Our chariot of the Ninth Squadron was repaired and maintained yesterday, and it cost us 600 merit points. As a result, it was targeted by the Ninth Rank Demon today, and it was smashed to pieces in just a few seconds."

"We are lucky today that our composite armor was not knocked off, but what if we are unlucky? We don't have any other requirements, just that it won't be so easy to fall down!"

"That's right, we paid for the modification ourselves—"

"Hush, brother, what do you mean by paying for the modification? We are clearly going to apply for the Demon Heart Test. Commander, our team still has three days of vacation this month, please arrange it."

The dozen or so teams were like a dozen big flies with green heads and golden wings, making old man Fan feel like going crazy.

Damn it, he also has a share in the baggage camp.

Are you trying to ruin my business?
However, Old Man Fan understood better that nothing should be excessive. More than a dozen teams were coming, and this was related to the lives of his own team. Who would be careless?

"Everyone, don't be anxious. The military supervisor Xiao across the street only does three orders a day. If you all rush over, she probably won't pay any attention to you. So, draw lots, three units a day!"

Old man Fan Yi took quick action.

This time he wanted to go over and talk to Zhao Dadi in person.

You can't make money from me and then not cooperate with me!

You can't have all the good things that come at a bargain price, right?
(End of this chapter)