Zhou Zhiwei didn't say anything, but turned around in the warehouse, picked things, and connected his eyes to Hu Lei, so that his intelligence brain could also come out to analyze.

"Lao Hu, what should I bring to that trial area?"

Zhou Zhiwei sent a message to Hu Lei in the soul warehouse: "How much money is there in your card?"

"You seem to be able to control metals, and it's not a big problem to enter the trial area. I have no children and I have a lot of money left."

Hu Lei showed pride in his face, as if he was keeping a secret, but he would wait for him to talk about it next.

After seeing the data given by the smart brain brother searching for the card number, Zhou Zhiwei complained: "You don't even have a wife, only 120,000 yuan. If you weren't afraid of attracting others' attention, I would let my brother hack in, and it will cost hundreds of millions in a minute."

Hu Lei almost squirted out his blood: "I can be considered a rich man by leading a team to join the army. You must know that the rewards you give must be divided, weapons and equipment require money, and casualties in the team need to pay out of your own pocket..." "Okay, okay, I know you love soldiers as much as your son, I will pay honestly. I will use this little money. If the equipment is not good, I will bring the little fat man in to fight with you for Landlords."

Hu Lei: "..."                                                                                                                             

Almost what he wanted, he took the full portion, and squatted beside him and counted: "High-precision pure gold burning, three pounds, two pounds, one pound is counted for you, 30,000 yuan per pound, quick-burning powder, eight pounds, two pounds, six thousand pounds, you are counted for you, 40,000 yuan, nuclear gold, two pounds, one pounds, one pounds, one pounds, and three pounds, you are counted for you..."                                                                                                                                                                                        �

Piaoran kept settled the score with a serious face, but when he counted these items, he couldn't help asking: "Brother, you didn't buy it for that little fat man to rebel, right?

!”

Zhou Zhiwei did not answer positively, staring at Piao Ran with a smile: "Guess, do you just say whether you want to buy it?"

"How can I not sell it if I am a businessman?"

He looked straight and then counted: "...Rare metal rings, five grams, just like a thousand yuan, and the rest...this iron apple?"

Piaoran held the iron apple and thought for a while: "Brother, where did this iron apple come from?"

"I don't remember it either. Look at the realistic apple, I bought it as a work of art."

Zhou Zhiwei said seriously.

"Okay, I'll give you this iron apple, a total of 133,800 yuan, just think of 130,000 yuan."

Piaoran took out an oversized packaging bag for some reason and helped Zhou Zhiwei get the bag: "Do you swipe the card?

Little brother.”

"I only have about 123,000 yuan, and 6 passwords are 6..."                                                                                                                   �

"OK."

Zhou Zhiwei walked to the door with the package, looked back at the card, got up to sort out the goods, but did not check it, and sighed in his heart that this child was really big.

However, I didn't know that when Piaoran held the card and struck the record on his wrist, his fingers quickly knocked, and the transfer was successful with a subtle jingle sound.

Piaoran smiled at the corner of his mouth, and felt in his heart that the money should be enough to support himself for five or six years. These items are covered with dust and moisture, and are qualitatively changed. It is better to sell them at a cheap price and play their value.

Then, after all the things here are sold, he will transfer the warehouse. He will bring the only memory... and then... Thinking about it, he looked at the crystal box on the ceiling of the window, and his head buzzed: "Where is the ball?

!My thoughts!"

Piao Ran floated out of the door, and in the process he held his fingers as if he was recalling the size of it. Then he thought of something, Piao Ran was not calm.

That iron apple! That size and weight are not what the same iron should have.

Looking at the empty alley, the uncle upstairs was cutting clothes and cursing and selling mapi.

Piao Ran's tears blurred his eyes. His only thought changed and he could not feel anything. He felt that he had failed and he had no sense of familiarity... Zhou Zhiwei put all the items into the soul warehouse while running. He bought them all, and even poured out a portion of iron, although there was no charge.

So I felt no burden in my heart, and I even had my iron apple bald, revealing the ore with starlight rays. This metal stone is Xingjichen! The main energy of Zhou Zhiwei's heart furnace is also the main energy for upgrading.

Zhou Zhiwei's heart furnace is now considered first-level. Before the soul resonance is activated, the production of the heart furnace includes various technologies, which includes spiritual communication.

The information conveyed by the body every move and the load conveyed by energy transmission will pass through the heart furnace, which can be regarded as a transit station.

Originally, when Zhou Zhiwei's wise and golden soul body enters the steel body of the machine, he must first resonate with the heart furnace, and finally make the machine body run freely.

However, Zhou Zhiwei could indeed use neurons instead, so there was no time to activate it at that time. As for Hu Lei's control at that time, it was because there was no resonance heart furnace that caused his whole body to tremble and unable to operate normally.

At this time, Zhou Zhiwei squatted in a remote alley where no one was around, pressing Xing Jichen, who had removed the iron sheet, to his heart. The golden skin on his body expanded from both sides, revealing the steel body that was covered with imagination and fluctuated like liquid. Xing Jichen was sinking down at this moment.

During the fusion process, Zhou Zhiwei put some rare metals he bought, like seasonings, and at the moment when the starry sky was under the stars.

Then don't care.

This kind of fusion and upgrading is controlled by the intelligent brain, while Zhou Zhiwei watches the data given by the intelligent brain brother in his mind.

The progress of integration and upgrading: 15%...30%...50%...Imagination: 38%...16%...1%...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

At this time, the skin blond has a great protective effect, which isolates heat while making the surface look the same as usual.

Seeing that the progress slowed down, Zhou Zhiwei's imagination could not keep up with the pace.

After shaking his body, he could still operate normally. Zhou Zhiwei no longer delayed: "Lao Hu, where is the trial area?"

The perspective was shared with Hu Lei. Hu Lei in the soul warehouse saw that the surrounding environment seemed to have changed a lot over the years, and did not give a reply for a while: "If you go to the top of the Xinsheng Tower, I don't know your approximate direction, so it's hard to confirm."

So while Zhou Zhiwei was climbing for half an hour, he was on the balcony at the top of the tower.

Zhou Zhiwei looked downward, and looked forward, with a small iron shed and a large iron shed. There were many iron sheds. The terrain in front seemed to be relatively low, and the height of the iron shed grew, until he saw a forest on the right.
Chapter completed!