Chen Nian hurriedly said: "No, our task is to protect you and not allow you to take such risks. If you want to find someone, I can send three team members down."

Gray He frowned and said with some displeasure: "Mr. Chen, don't make trouble. Leave the tough things to us soldiers. It is best to stand in a place where someone protects it, that is the safest."

Although Chen Hao was despised, the other party was also out of kindness. Chen Hao naturally would not have any objections to Huihe, but said firmly: "I must go down."

Hu Zhixin looked at Huihe meaningfully and then at the warriors of the other three Black Fish teams.

Huihe muttered, "Why did you encounter such a fool who is not afraid of death again?"

Chen Hao frowned slightly. He heard a trace of unusual resentment from Huihe's tone, which made him a little puzzled. Originally, he thought Huihe had this temper. After all, Chen Hao had never offended him, and there was no conflict between the two sides, but now he suddenly felt that the situation seemed different from what he thought.

Chen Nian glanced at the old tune. The old tune had a very good temper and said with a smile: "It's up to my puppet to investigate first."

As he said that, Lao Tzu took out a black cloth bag from his backpack.

Open the drawstring bag, take out a hand from it, followed by a leg, a head... It is a doll accessories for sections.

He assembled the doll accessories together and turned into a small doll about one meter.

This little doll has a strange face, smiling but not smiling. Her big eyes are very lively, and her hands and feet are very chubby.

Old tune picked up the little doll, lowered his head to the doll's ear, and whispered in a low voice.

After a moment, the doll's big eyes suddenly blinked, and even Chen Hao was shocked by this change.

This reminded him of the puppet legion of the future world.

I remember an elder specializing in refining puppets and charging into battle, but the elder died in the second year of Chen Hao's army. Because there was no heir, tens of thousands of puppets were left behind and they were abandoned.

He also helped clean up the puppets. The scene was very shocking, and puppets that were taller than warriors were piled up like mountains.

It's like a huge cemetery.

With a little excitement, Chen Hao had already put a backpack on the childlike puppet, opened the hatch door, and threw it out of the cabin.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Hao saw the free-falling puppet spread his arms, and the small backpack behind him opened, and it turned out to be a parachute.

Then the puppet landed floatingly on the tree canopy, and then broke free from the umbrella bag like a ghost and disappeared.

Chen Hao looked at the old tune. At this moment, he was holding a jade plate in his hand and twisting his fingers gently, as if he was using the jade plate to control the puppet.

Chen Hao suddenly thought of something and asked: "Brother, did you figure out your puppet technique yourself, or is it inherited? Or is it the magical power obtained by the elixir condenser?"

If you are an ordinary monk, it is very impolite to ask about the other party’s magical powers. If Chen Hao asks directly, it is normal to roll his eyes. If you don’t do it well, you will have a grudge and hatred.

However, Lao Shu is a pure soldier, and the soldiers do not pay much attention to doing things. Besides, Lao Shu has a good temper and is very easy-going. He responded with a smile: "I am far from reaching the level of elixir condensation. This puppet technique was figured out by myself based on some legends from the ancients."

Chen Hao nodded heavily and stretched out a thumb: "I will ask you more questions when I have time."

Chen Hao had already made up his mind to learn the old-fashioned puppet technique. Not to mention that there were tens of thousands of puppets piled up in the underground warehouse of the Hongtian Grand Formation, each of which was a fine product. It was a pity to lose it, so it was kept to occupy space.

If he could learn puppet art, he could rebuild a puppet army of tens of thousands in minutes.

This is not a joke. What you lack the most in the future is warriors, tens of thousands of warriors, but a huge amount of wealth.

Chen Hao never thought that one day he would pass on such a backward era skills to a thousand years later.

From this we can see that advanced people do not necessarily have priority everywhere, and backward people may not necessarily have everything.

It is even possible that Lao Tung is the elder’s master a thousand years later.

Something does not appear out of thin air after a thousand years, but mostly it was accumulated by previous generations bit by bit.

Old tune frowned. He could hear what Chen Hao meant inside and outside. He never thought of passing on his unique secret technique to others. Even if he was a soldier, unless he had a military order, it would be better to keep the ability to eat by himself.

So he said perfunctorily: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Huihe, who had always been straightforward, showed strong dissatisfaction and said coldly: "Boss Chen, I know you are in the martial arts business, and I also know that you have selflessly dedicated your martial arts, turning many people who are not qualified to practice into star cultivators, making us star cultivators worthless. If you want to learn my brother's puppet secret technique, shouldn't you also have to spread it selflessly, right? That's the old-fashioned capital, don't you ruin our brother's job."

Huihe spoke as he spoke harder and harder, and a suffocation appeared.

When Chen Hao heard these words, he suddenly caught something and was about to think deeply, Chen Nian had already scolded him: "Grey He! Why do you say so much today? Who is as whining as you as a soldier? If your temper does not change, just wait to retire."

Huihe snorted when he heard this, "If you retire, you will retire! Damn, when the star cultivation was rare in the past, we treated us as treasures. Now that everyone can practice, we have become a piece of grass. I disliked our slow cultivation speed and consumed a lot of spiritual energy. His grandmother's, those new recruits, could consume less than us?"

After saying this, everyone in the plane stopped talking, obviously each had their own thoughts.

Chen Hao finally understood, no wonder Huihe had such a great resentment. He probably kept it hidden before, until Chen Hao was disobedient and insisted on getting off the plane, and then it exploded.

Chen Hao originally thought that it was a great thing for everyone to practice, and everyone on the whole earth should be happy and cheerful.

Now he realized that no matter how good things are, they can never make everyone happy.

He transformed people who could not practice into a star cultivator, but at the same time added tremendous pressure to many star cultivators and even caused them to be unemployed.

Thinking about this, maybe there may be a large number of people who hate him Chen Hao.

At the same time, Chen Hao finally understood the meaning that Director Cangnan and President Wu did not say it thoroughly.

They once told Chen Hao to ask him to contact the newcomer Xing Xiu less.

In the eyes of these two centenarians, perhaps this kind of star cultivator who is strong in his thirties and forties is the so-called newcomer.

At the same time, these people were indeed the ones who were hit the most. The original resources could be given to him tens of them, but if there were more people practicing, they would probably only give him one point.

Originally, he had ten resources to break through the current realm and go further, but now he only gave him one point, and he might be stuck here and it would be difficult for him to rise again for the rest of his life.

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents, destroying people's cultivation can be more serious than killing parents.
Chapter completed!