The Mint of Jinshan Prefecture, America.
After finishing the telegram in his hand, Zhang Xiaomi began to design the blueprints.
The structure of the table saw was not complicated: a diesel engine, two drive wheels, and a band saw blade.
However, the size was outrageously large!
And it had to be fixed on a workbench that could be moved freely.
His pencil drew and erased, erased and drew on the paper. After a long time, he stood up dejectedly.
The Prince had only said that he needed to process the giant logs, but not how large they were. He would have to see them for himself to aim effectively.
He walked out of the office and saw the helicopter parked outside, walking towards it with joy.
Although Li Shimin and Fang Er had returned, Li Xiaogong remained, along with Zhuzi and six helicopters produced in Shenyang.
After showing the telegram to Zhuzi, he smoothly borrowed three helicopters.
The East Coast. Waves crashed against the beach, and occasionally seabirds swooped down, snatching fish and shrimp from the water before flying away. A group of craftsmen were busy in the woods by the beach.
Yuan Tiangang squatted by the sea, holding a cup of pale yellow viscous liquid, and shouted towards them.
"Hahahaha, Daoist friend, quickly look! I have finally succeeded this time!"
"The information that kid gave me said this thing can save lives, so hurry up and taste its medicinal properties~~"
Sun Simiao, who was directing the craftsmen to build wooden houses, heard this and his face instantly darkened. He turned back and cursed, "You old fossil, taste it yourself!"
"I have truly had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to be paired with a thing like you!"
Yuan Tiangang, far from being bothered, laughed smugly.
"Hahahaha, what's the big deal if I blew up your two medicinal huts? Why so stingy~~"
"Quick, come and taste it~~"
"This is a good thing. My medical skills are not as good as yours, so you still have to do this work."
A few days ago, they were still in Jinshan Prefecture. Sun Simiao had painstakingly collected some medicinal materials, but Yuan Tiangang accidentally blew them up into ashes~~
Li Xiaogong, fearing that one day he would also be targeted by an unknown object like Chai Shao, sent someone to throw Yuan Tiangang over here.
And worried that he would blow himself up, he specifically asked Sun Simiao to accompany him to look after him.
But thinking of his hard-earned medicinal materials being gone, Sun Simiao was filled with anger.
"Get lost! If you have any more ideas about me, believe it or not, I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for three days!"
The craftsmen heard this and all looked like they finally understood.
Tsk tsk tsk, these two Daoist masters seem to have an unusual relationship~
Seeing that Sun Simiao was determined not to cooperate, Yuan Tiangang then picked up the beaker and walked towards him.
He stopped in front of him and said with a wicked smile, "You really won't taste it?"
"Taste your grandpa!" Sun Simiao cursed, then quickly clasped his hands together, "Wuliang Tianzun, forgive me for my foul language~"
Yuan Tiangang sat down on a nearby wooden stump and sighed, shaking his head.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's fine if you don't taste it, but you have to protect me. I'll taste it myself!"
"Quick, get the tools ready."
After speaking, he casually took out a glass rod from his怀, dipped some nitroglycerin from the beaker, and felt it was a bit much. He shook it to be sure.
He put the residual amount under his tongue, then closed his eyes, sensing the changes in his body.
Sun Simiao was stunned. That this scoundrel could still be alive was simply a walking testament to his good fortune!
He didn't know how many lifetimes of good karma he had accumulated to be so reckless and court death~~
He quickly had someone bring his medicine box, opened it, and held three silver needles in his hand. With his other hand, he placed it on Yuan Tiangang's pulse, ready to administer treatment at any moment.
As the small amount of nitroglycerin was absorbed under his tongue, Yuan Tiangang smacked his lips with a serious expression.
"Hmm~ It tastes quite sweet~"
"Entering the blood~"
"Very potent!"
"I feel a bit dizzy~"
"Hiss~ This thing is so fast, it has already invaded my xin jing~"
But Sun Simiao, standing beside him, gradually frowned. In his perception, Yuan Tiangang's pulse beat had clearly slowed down significantly compared to before.
At that moment, Yuan Tiangang's eyes suddenly opened, and he ran to the side, covering his mouth.
"Gag~~~ Puke!"
"Cough~ Cough~"
"Gag~"
"Gurgle~~"
The small tree that had been isolated by the sea for who knows how many years was fortunately fertilized by someone!
Seeing his reaction, Sun Simiao shook his head with disappointment.
This scoundrel, he still didn't die~~
After vomiting for a long time, Yuan Tiangang wiped his mouth, walked over with a swagger, rubbed his hands on Sun Simiao's back, and then pointed at the beaker of nitroglycerin on the ground.
"Hey~ Daoist friend, this is truly a good thing!"
"I'm not bragging, but it can really save lives in critical moments."
"As the saying goes, saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda~"
Sun Simiao raised an eyebrow: "And then?"
Yuan Tiangang looked at him with an expression of disappointment in his lack of progress. "What then! You have to join me, let's stock up ten tons, eight tons!"
Hearing this, Sun Simiao walked away without looking back.
Damn it, I need to escape quickly, the further the better~
The last time the old beast blew up his medicinal hut, he used less than half a pound in total.
Ten tons!
If something were to happen, not even ashes would be left~~
I still want to live a few more years!
Yuan Tiangang felt very lonely..........
"Invincible is so, so lonely~"
"Invincible is so, so empty~"
"Standing alone on the beach, the cold wind keeps blowing~"
"My loneliness, who can understand me~"
"Alas~ Why is no one willing to witness miracles with me?"
Singing the song he heard from Fang Er in a low voice, he dejectedly took the beaker of nitroglycerin to the beach. After walking far away, he took out his pistol, aimed it at the beaker, and pulled the trigger.
"Boom!"
The bullet ignited the nitroglycerin the moment it hit the beaker.
Watching the flames of the explosion and the sand kicked up, Old Yuan finally felt a little better.
Damn it!
No!
He suddenly shivered. He would never have such suicidal thoughts in the past!
Although this thing could save lives, it had side effects~
He quickly took out a notebook from his怀, quickly recorded his previous feelings, and added a sentence at the end.
Disadvantages: Dizziness, nausea, can cause depression~
Putting away the notebook, he took out a lump of white object from another pocket. It looked like dough.
He sat down on the beach, looking at the distant waves, kneading the dough into various shapes in his hands, sometimes like a steamed bun, sometimes like a mantou~
He picked it up and brought it to his nose, inhaling greedily.
"Hmm~~~"
"You're more well-behaved~"