The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 432 Mr. Shen, please take it easy! The training ground was blown up!

Chapter 432 Mr. Shen, please take it easy! The training ground was blown up! (Monthly ticket requested)
Shen Le stood in front of the forging furnace which had turned red, softened, and collapsed as a whole, and he felt terrible.

This forge cost him one hundred thousand dollars!
It’s been less than half a month since I got it, and I’ve only hammered in dozens of nails!
Just burned... burned... burned...

Even if he is rich, even if he can afford to spend the hundred thousand dollars, he shouldn't throw it away like this!

"There's no need to call the fire department. Your yard is well protected from fire. It won't catch fire." The decoration team of the Special Affairs Bureau, who appeared from the wall, looked at him for a while and gave him a serious suggestion:
"But you might want to think about how to redecorate... this kind of..."

We have no idea how to clean up the molten iron all over the floor to meet your requirements!

Not to mention, if you need to decorate a practice field to practice your spells, you will need a more professional decoration plan and decoration team.

We who work in laboratories are not specialized in decoration materials or magic skills, and we do not have the ability to meet your expectations. Otherwise, why don't you discuss it with the higher-ups directly?
Now that only one-third of the land has been renovated, there is still time to change the plan...

Shen Le didn't want to decorate his home into a martial arts arena. He calculated the time and it was almost time to meet the old turtle couple and feed the little turtle, so he simply set off to the beach.

I chatted with the old turtle, exchanged some pearl shells with him using the spiritual herbs I had recently acquired, and fed the little turtle some spiritual energy.

Then, watching the old turtle couple and their child go into the water, he stood at the edge of the beach, facing the wide area in the center, closed his eyes, practiced Qigong, and pushed out with both hands:
"boom!!!"

A watermelon-sized, golden-red fireball with a faintly flowing edge flew out from his palms. It flew forward while spinning non-stop, turning a circle, getting bigger, turning another circle, getting bigger...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

Shen Le stared at the fireball, and he began to feel relieved, then gradually became nervous, and then gradually became nervous and almost jumped. The range of this fireball was far beyond his imagination!

Before, he shot at the furnace, and the range was only one meter. Now, although he increased the output, he felt that a range of ten meters would be good?
Up to 30 meters?
But now, it’s more than 50 meters, it feels like it’s almost 100 meters!

I’m almost at the edge of the beach and about to get tangled up in the weeds next to it!
This will burn!
It will cause fire on the entire island!
Although this island is a deserted island... it is not an island where people normally live, and there are no facilities on it, so if it burns, it will be fine. However, if it burns, it cannot be concealed from anyone. A satellite will fly around it and everything will be clear!

An arsonist who can't escape...

He tried his best to extend his mental power, hoping to detonate the fireball before it ignited the grass. While touching the firearm, he lit up the flying spell with the other side and rolled up the wind barrier to intercept;
By the way, he also lit up the water-repellent talisman and threw it into the sea, trying to roll up a piece of sea water from the sea to block the fireball and prevent it from touching the grass.

After a flurry of effort and struggling for a long time, they finally succeeded in the ultimate rescue. The fireball exploded with a bang, and turned into star-like lights that fell from the sky.

Shen Le let out a breath, his hands and feet went limp, and he sat down on the ground:
Fortunately, no trouble was caused. Oh, next time I will throw fireballs at the sea!

He adjusted his mood, stood up and started to practice again, preparing to throw the fireball again. Halfway through, the phone beside him started to ring at full speed:

"Mr. Shen!"

The enthusiastic and loud voice of the director of the Magic City Special Affairs Bureau came from the phone. Shen Le swallowed his saliva and became a little nervous for a moment:
No, no?
Are you here to hold someone accountable?

I haven't even set the bushes on fire yet! Do you guys get the news so quickly?
He answered with a stiff upper lip. The director did not mention the near-fire incident, but only enthusiastically recommended:
"I heard that you are practicing attack spells? Do you want me to recommend a place for you? - The training ground of the Special Affairs Bureau, which has fixed targets, moving targets, and instruments for measuring energy properties and energy values.

If you want to keep it confidential, we can also clear the venue, clear the instrument readings, and ensure that the venue and instruments are only used by you for a period of time! " "This, this is too much trouble for you, right?"

Shen Le hesitated for a moment. The director laughed:
"No trouble, no trouble! Anyway, our venue is not used every day. If you are really embarrassed, it would be best to put a highest score on the target and hang it there to encourage the boys!"

Shen Le hesitated for a moment and looked towards the sea. In the distance, an old turtle popped up its head, its two front limbs together, swaying up and down, nodding desperately in worship:
Please go to the training ground!
Please!

This sea area can't stand your tossing!

One fireball, several fireballs, seven or eight, a dozen or even dozens of fireballs were thrown into the sea, and all the fish in the entire sea were scared away!

We didn't dare to stay nearby!
Please, can't you please do professional things in a professional place?

Shen Le sighed and finally accepted the director's kindness. When he arrived at the training ground of the Special Affairs Bureau, as expected, the training ground was completely cleared out. Only two staff members came up to him and took him to see the test equipment:
“Press this button to raise the fixed target, press this button to move the target, and press this button to see the reading.

——This button is for changing the target, this button is for clearing all readings, and this big red button is for alarming when there is a fire. Don’t press it until there is a real fire… Let’s go!”

After teaching once, he left a checklist of operations and a message "Call us if you have any requests", and then retreated at the speed of light. Shen Le stood alone in the empty shooting range, staring at the target in a daze:

“Isn’t this too big a scene?”

Let's just say that even if you throw 10,000 fireballs on the beach, it won't cost a penny;

However, throwing fireballs in an underground shooting range, with so many targets and so many instruments, if I want to practice for a day and master the skill, I'm afraid I'll have to burn millions of targets?
Shen Le selected "iron round target", "fixed target", "5-50 meters in sequence", "4-level bulletproof", and started shooting.

On the first road on the left, 5 meters away, there was an iron plate rising straight up. Shen Le concentrated his mind and pushed with both hands. A fireball as big as an orange flew out and sank into the iron plate.

At one end of the shooting range, a series of numbers instantly popped up on the LCD screen next to the pillar:

10 rings!
18 joules!
******joule!
what is this?
Shen Le tried hard to find the instruction manual. The first ten rings were easy to understand and he hit them very accurately, hitting the center of the bull's eye.

The second 18 joules seems to be the kinetic energy of the fireball hitting the target?
The third number... this...

Before the third number could be figured out, the melted target slowly sank and disappeared.

Shen Le worked hard to hit a row of targets, and he still had to hit the second row. In the training ground, a phone call came in:

"Mr. Shen, please stop for a moment... that target..."

It melted, sank, and jammed the entire track...

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