Chapter 125 The Prototype of the Turbidator is Born
Although Ning Zheng had to admit it.
Nowadays, tobacco, alcohol, and food are indeed the biggest part of the public profit of the villa.
Those hairpin girls are crazy about eating and eating, and they are simply the main force of consumption.
According to Jiucai Rong's villa consumption ranking.
The first is women.
The second is embers.
The third is the river monster baby.
The fourth is men.
The male blacksmiths in the villa are saving money and upgrading. They are very stingy and are all resource hoarders.
No matter how the capitalist Jiucai Rong exploits them, they will not be fooled. They just hold the money, open three flowers, forge iron, upgrade, make more money, and just add a plan to save money to buy a house.
No matter what the God of Food says, Ning Zheng will not give the God of Food public funds. Although tobacco and alcohol make a lot of money, it does not represent the core development route of the villa.
Tobacco and alcohol cannot become the first productive force.
The God of Food wanted to cry but had no tears. He showed his hand in the cafeteria and stretched it to the old steward who left the door decisively: "Wuwuwu, no."
On the contrary, in the mountain villa area where farmland was reclaimed, Ning Zheng saw two responsible blacksmiths.
One was a [shrimp catcher] who was preparing to study fertilizer.
The other was a new blacksmith from the second batch, the head of agriculture [mud vomiting craftsman], who seemed to be very capable and was reused as soon as he came in.
The two big men were sitting around the table, studying books on spiritual farming, and seemed to be cultivating spiritual fields.
Ning Zheng chatted with the two of them. It turned out that they were planting mixed spiritual roots, cultivating wine rice, and studying hybridization and mutation technology.
They talked a lot.
Ning Zheng didn't understand a word, but he nodded from time to time, saying that you are very powerful, giving them enough face.
"We found that the turbidity is highly radioactive."
The new vomiting mud craftsman felt that he was valued, and excitedly took out a wine jar, "It can cause a certain degree of pollution and mutation in plants!"
Inside the turbidity, there were occasional wails and screams.
"Hahaha, the spiritual roots must be planted. What are you?"
"Help"
"How can someone hammer their head?"
"Stop knocking, stop reading, I'm wrong"
Ning Zheng's expression tightened.
They actually succeeded?
When the three flowers bloomed, they tricked the elders and villagers in the world into entering, and then hammered their heads and locked them up.
At this time.
Su Yu Niang was also in the spiritual field planting area. Recently, she was leading a group of enchanters to study the turbidity. She ran over immediately: "Old manager, why are you here!"
She looked happy: "It's a pity that the scholars in our book house just finished the first batch of turbidity experiments a few days ago, otherwise, you can come to watch the ceremony."
Ning Zheng shook her head: That's unnecessary.
There's nothing to see when the three flowers bloom.
Su Yu Niang was in high spirits and picked up a turbidity device:
"We use ourselves as bait, and these guys are easy to be hooked."
"This is also a common fishing method in our hometown. As the saying goes: the more you use your own mother to make a nest, the more you catch."
"Now we can only use our own lives to make a nest, and fish the elders and villagers in the world over. One for one, and die together."
Ning Zheng was shocked.
They didn't use bait to fish in their hometown, but their own mothers?
Ning Zheng always felt that it was outrageous and unethical to use Ning Jiao Jiao to make a nest, but who knew that it had become popular there.
He imagined the scene.
The fishhook was hung with his mother, and was put into the well mouth little by little.
He shuddered all over.
Hiss! !
No wonder they have so many orphans.
No wonder they are so "filial" in normal times, it turns out that they have been accustomed to it.
Ning Zheng was silent for a while. There is indeed a big problem over there!
While Ning Zheng was still in a trance, Jiucai Rong had already asked respectfully: "Old steward, do you know what the turbid air between heaven and earth is?"
"Of course I know."
Ning Zheng came back to his senses. As an old steward, he must be calm.
He couldn't show a change in his expression because the mother's fishing method in their world was too weird.
He explained solemnly:
"After life dies, sometimes there will be a soul shell with only logic left, which is called embers. This is the [soul body] of life."
"And after life dies, some soul remnants will wander between heaven and earth, which is called turbid air. This is the [soul consciousness] of life"
Embers are soul shells.
Turbid air is soul consciousness.
Unlike embers, turbid air cannot be possessed? The residual soul of the entity gradually disappears while floating between heaven and earth, and basically there is no danger.
The only possibility is to seize the body while you are opening the three flowers!
But this situation will not succeed in most cases.
Even if the possession is successful after opening the three flowers, the ghost will be found and killed immediately.
And if it succeeds, it will only be split personality and mental disorder.
After all, the dead soul is not a complete consciousness.
However, I heard that some lucky people will live in the souls of some old men after the three flowers bloom, helping them to practice, become stronger, and then soar into the sky.
Who knows.
"So that's it."
Su Yu Niang was beside me again, sorting out the weapon information:
"[Turbid weapon] is made of the turbid air of the incomplete consciousness after death."
"[Cinder weapon] is forged from the ashes of the incomplete soul shell after death."
"[Magic weapon] is made from the incomplete physical body spiritual roots after death."
"Consciousness, soul shell, and flesh shell, we have made them into three kinds of magic weapons!"
Ning Zheng nodded, and was also surprised.
It's really outrageous.
In the hands of the blacksmiths with wild imaginations in the villa, everything can be forged and everything must be tried.
"I don't know if there is turbid air after we die, can we make [turbid instruments]?" At this time, Su Yu Niang had a wild idea.
Dao Jiujiu didn't know when he came and expressed his opinion:
"I don't think so. The ashes after our death are essentially soul shells, but turbid air is consciousness, and our consciousness is always in reality, so there will be no turbid air after death."
"That's a pity." Jiu Cairong sighed, feeling that he had lost a way to make money. "It seems that we can only get turbid instruments from the elders and villagers in the world."
Ning Zheng shook his head and stroked several jars.
Inside, it was obvious that some incomplete consciousness was successfully locked up.
But it can't be regarded as a real [turbid instrument].
Because it is just a cell, the residual soul is locked in it, which can only be said to be a turbid instrument embryo, and it has not been used to make weapons.
And.
It is still unknown how to make it and what functions it will have, and it is still under research.
But the cultivators in this world must have studied turbid air, and even made magic tools.
At present, the functions of turbid tools that have been discovered are:
Mental pollution, mutation.
So they put the turbid tool jar here in the spiritual field, and found that it could form a "plant radiation mutation cultivation room", which is very interesting.
Ning Zheng looked at it for a while and felt that there was a lot of potential.
Perhaps, in the future, I can also find an opportunity to check the specific application of turbid air, which must be available in this world!
Ning Zheng waved his hand:
"You have done very well, and the magic tools you applied for to cultivate farmland have been approved! The budget of 20,000 magic money, take advantage of the big price reduction next door, and buy all the necessary spiritual farming supporting facilities first."
20,000 magic money!
The old manager is awesome!
The spiritual farmers were happy.
Don't think that farming is very economical.
The equipment consumed is no less than that of the blacksmith shop!
After all, the blacksmith shop makes a lot of money by making magic tools, so do the spiritual farmers make less money by cultivating spiritual roots?
A low-grade spiritual root is generally around 100 magic coins, which is very profitable!
But the threshold is as high as that of a blacksmith.
Some cultivation techniques and secret recipes will not be told to you by others.
Just like the blacksmith's magic weapon secret recipe, the survival rate of your own cultivation is extremely low, and you have to slowly explore with the team.
The blacksmith shop has a lot of ready-made supporting equipment.
But their planting industry started from scratch.
All of them have to be purchased one by one. This huge sum of money is too large. They always thought that the old steward might not agree.
But it turns out that the old steward has a strategic vision.
"Long live the old steward!"
"Great! Our spiritual farmers are going to rise!"
"Defeat the blacksmith, our spiritual farmers will overthrow them and change their name to Lingzhi Villa!"
"Hahahaha, we actually succeeded in getting the funding."
"The clinic and the cafeteria next door are all crying with envy."
Su Yu Niang next to him also hurriedly said: "Old steward, what about our enchanter team? Our bookstore also helped the spiritual farmers to make turbidity devices."
Ning Zheng shook her head and only gave verbal praise: "You did a great job."
"So?" Su Yu Niang was stunned, scratched her head, and looked at the old steward eagerly with pure and cute eyes.
Ning Zheng ignored her.
What research funding does a suicide team need.
Research how to commit suicide?
Wait until you find a project that you can research, and then apply for funding from me.
Don't think about cheating funding.
Ning Zheng knows Su Yu Niang too well, highlighting a scam.
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