401 – Level-2 Stronghold
Wei Ming smiled faintly, and his eyes scanned the beautiful women of different races below, looking for a prey.
Jiang Tie spoke with a mischievous smile: “Old Yuan, do you want me to tell your youngest disciples brother about the matters of the old days, and let him know of his eldest disciple brother’s glorious achievements?!”
Yuan Yi smiled helplessly, coughed, and no longer persuaded: “Cough! Forget it! You’re better at arguing than I am!”
Jiang Tie suddenly said resolutely: “Yang Feng, can you sell me some of your mechanical golems? With them, I can lessen the death toll of my men.”
Yang Feng picked up a glass of wine and dawned it, then said with a smile: “Okay! But is it you who wants to buy them, or the Furious Lion Fortress, Big Brother Jiang? If it’s you who wants them, then I can deliver you 1 million mechanical golems, but if it’s the Furious Lion Fortress who wants them, then I’ll have to be rude and rip the Furious Lion Fortress off.”
Jiang Tie uttered with a straightforward smile: “Make a killing, rip your eldest disciple brother off! Anyway, he’ll be the one to foot the bill.”
Yuan Yi also said with a smile: “Youngest Disciple Brother, go ahead and make a killing! Anyway, I’ll send the bill to the military department. It’ll be okay as long as you don’t go too overboard.”
Although Jiang Tie was a little vulgar, but he was very sincere. And although Wei Ming didn’t say much, but his words leaked out sincerity. To give Yuan Yi face, the two Moonlight Warlocks didn’t put on any airs, and earnestly municated with Yang Feng.
The four people talked merrily.
Yang Feng sold 9 million battle robots to the Triumph City, and then privately sent 1 million to Yuan Yi, 200,000 to Jiang Tie, and 200,000 to Wei Ming.
After they each got 200,000 battle robots, the opinion Jiang Tie and Wei Ming had of Yang Feng increased greatly. In the Demonic Realm, the 200,000 battle robots were a major trump card against small fry troops. When used properly, the battle robots may even save their lives at a critical moment.
Yang Feng also didn’t lose out. The sale of the 9 million battle robots netted him enough resources to build 900 million battle robots.
He was very satisfied that he could exchange the battle robots that he was going to phase out for so many resources.
Time flew by, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.
The Turandot Subcontinent, within a secret chamber deep within the Rose Garden, a warp gate flashed, and Yang Feng walked out.
When Yang Feng stepped out of the warp gate, his figure blurred, and he disappeared.
The Turandot Subcontinent, within a desert with a thin concentration of elemental particles. Yellow sand covered the ground as far as the eye could see.
A magic carpet carrying Yang Feng descended and flew towards the desert.
Suddenly, a huge entrance opened in the desert, and Yang Feng flew in.
There was a huge underground base within the desert, looking like an underground world.
As soon as Yang Feng entered the underground base, he entered a transparent cylindrical crystal teleportation device, and light covered him in a flash.
Yang Feng disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he appeared on the bridge of a level-2 mobile fortified stronghold.
On the bridge, there was a silver watermelon-sized optical puter full of metallic flair suspended in the air. It was the level-2 mobile fortified stronghold’s level-2 optical puter.
The level-2 optical puter surpassed the level-1 optical puter by far in all aspects, with its puting power being 1 million times stronger.
Yang Feng swept the level-2 optical puter with his gaze, and his eyes flashed with a burning glint. He willed, and the level-2 optical puter transmitted a series of messages.
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