Another world conquest manual

After reading Wei Siming's letter, Mr. Wang felt a little complicated.

This is a group of wanderers who have lost their ‘mother’s love’, struggling in a foreign land and experiencing countless hardships and tortures.

But until the last moment of their lives, they never forgot their roots.

Mr. Wang suddenly thought of something:

Live up to the Chinese soul until death.

He sighed softly and handed the letter to Wei Fan:

"Master Wei, take a look."

While Wei Fan was reading, Mr. Wang asked Wei Niandong:

"Brother Niandong, let me ask you a question, how old is Damo Li now?"

Wei Niandong immediately gave the answer: "It is the year 4571 of the Great Mo calendar."

"4571 years. 4396 years."

Mr. Wang touched his chin thoughtfully, turned to Lin Li and the others and said:

"In other words, more than one hundred and seventy years have passed since Comrade Wei Siming and others traveled to the Great Mo Realm."

There was a trace of doubt on Lin's face, and his brows were slightly wrinkled:

“More than one hundred and seventy years?

But Comrade Wei Siming and others disappeared fourteen years ago, so the time doesn't match up at all.

If the time flow rate in the two worlds is different, then what happened to us this time?

The camp has been using atomic clocks to measure time. I can be sure that the time flow rate in the Great Mo Realm and the Earth is the same. "

Mr. Wang lowered his eyes and looked calm:

"It seems that there are still many unknown places in the other world. Maybe the time flow rate will be the same after the two worlds officially intersect?

Of course, this is just my personal guess.

Specifically, comrades from the Institute of Physics need to spend more energy.

But no matter what, this letter from Comrade Wei Siming has solved many of our doubts and will even be of great help to the future development of the camp.

We have to recognize this love. "

While Rabbit was chatting in low voices, Wei Fan and several elders also read the letter written by their ancestors.

From the fact that Wei Niandong does not need to be translated during the entire reading process, it can be seen that the Wei family has done a very good job in inheriting writing.

After reading the letter.

Several elders in the clan seemed to have exchanged opinions in some hidden way, and Wei Fan returned the letter to Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang carefully put away the letter and handed it over to the records staff of the Foreign Affairs Office for on-site copying and archiving. Then he asked:

"Clan Chief Wei, you can speak freely now if you have any ideas.

We are willing to share this letter with you in the hope of creating an open, sincere and equal meeting environment.

You don't need to worry too much. "

Wei Fan nodded, he could feel Mr. Wang's sincerity:

"Old Wang, after discussion, we have decided to follow the last wish of Ancestor Siming.

The ownership rights of Chi County City will be handed over to Huaxia. You can go to the ancestral temple with me to extract the land deed at any time. "

This was the final decision made by the Wei family, and Wei Fan's eyes looked very candid.

But those clan elders behind him

At least in the eyes of Mr. Wang, a veteran foreigner who knows countless people, the acting skills of those clan elders are a bit poor. (Note 1).

In fact, this is not difficult to understand.

It is true that the rabbits saved the lives of more than ten thousand people in the entire city, and it is also true that the practitioners in the city were grateful to the rabbits for their help.

But gratitude is one thing.

Handing over all ownership of the city is another matter.

Wei Fan's attitude may be quite sincere, as can be seen from his behavior when he saw the five-star red flag, not to mention that Julien had saved his life before.

But other elders

Rather than keeping their word, they were more worried that the rabbits would flip the table if they disagreed, so they were forced to agree to Wei Fan's approach.

After all, these descendants of time-travelers are somewhat different from their ancestors. If you expect them to be like NPCs and give them away at every turn, it is better to look forward to the update tomorrow.

Besides, for the rabbits, Wei Siming and the others have done enough.

To put it bluntly, Wei Siming, Cheng Shiqing and the others didn't owe Rabbit anything at all.

Under such circumstances, would you still take over the property of someone else’s descendants?

Rabbits are not as shameless as eagles.

Moreover.

With the infrastructure capabilities of the rabbits, would such a large alien world still lack land?

So Mr. Wang made a decisive statement:

"Clan Chief Wei, there is no need to mention the ownership of the city.

We don't want it now and we won't want it in the future. Rabbits have never been robbers.

We have accepted Comrade Wei Siming's wishes and this matter ends here. "

Mr. Wang's words surprised the Wei family present. Even the face of the old man in purple robe, who had always been expressionless, showed a trace of obvious surprise.

Follow Wei Fan's introduction.

This purple-robed old man is Wei Fan's grandfather, the previous generation head of the Wei family, and Wei Siming's great-great-grandson.

Mr. Wang glanced at the old man who looked a few years older than him. He didn't know what he was thinking, and continued to ask Wei Fan:

"The ownership issue has been settled, let's talk about the spirit stone mine next.

Patriarch Wei, can you introduce this thing a little bit? "

Wei Fan nodded and took out a turquoise stone containing brilliance from his sleeve.

The shape of the stone was vaguely round, with a diameter of about one centimeter. Wei Fan spread it out in his hand and showed it to everyone:

“This is the spirit stone.

In the Great Mo Realm, qualified humans can practice by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and spiritual stones contain high concentrations of spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

With the help of spiritual stones, the monk's cultivation speed can be greatly increased.

Moreover, in the world of spiritual practice, spiritual stones also have the nature of trading currency, and are divided into four categories: low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade, and top-grade according to the spiritual energy contained in them.

The small spirit stone mine mentioned in Patriarch Siming's letter should be a low-grade mineral vein. "

Then Wei Fan stretched his palm forward to activate his magic power.

After a while.

I saw a mysterious light green gas rising from the spirit stone and gradually dissipating in this room.

As the gas disperses.

All the rabbits present suddenly had their minds clear, and they all felt extremely comfortable.

Lin Li even had an illusion.

The sparse hair on the top of his head grew by at least one centimeter in an instant.

"It's really magical."

Mr. Wang rubbed his left shoulder with his hand. This was an old injury on his body. Unexpectedly, under the nourishment of spiritual energy, this old injury was slightly relieved in a short period of time.

Although he was still far away from recovery, the analgesic effect was still very obvious. He asked Wei Fan:

"Clan Chief Wei.

According to what Comrade Wei Siming said in his letter, this mineral vein requires monks who have reached the elixir formation stage or above to be able to mine it. Could it be that this kind of mineral vein is extremely rare in the Great Mo Realm? "

Wei Fan nodded:

"That's right.

As the spiritual energy of the Great Mo Realm continues to decrease, the value of the spirit stone veins has soared almost every year, and now a small mineral vein is almost sky-high.

Let me tell you this.

The profit from an ordinary small spirit stone vein is worth at least forty red county cities - I'm not just talking about the size of the city, but also the value of the cultivators.

The small family does not have more than two Danjies in charge, and mining the spiritual energy veins is almost the same as Zhao Si. "

Mr. Wang was slightly shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm: "That's it."

Then he continued without waiting.

Wei Fan glanced at the old man with the goatee, saw the old man with the goatee nodded slightly, and immediately said:

"Mr. Wang, can we entrust Huaxia to develop this spiritual stone mine?"

Note 1: In the future, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs @will be unified into the Department of External Relations. Thanks to book friend Gu Ye Wushang for his suggestions.