Chapter 392 Help

Li Qi clenched his fists and wanted to punch her in the stomach.

Unfortunately, he couldn't beat her. There was no way.

After all, the one in front of him was a fifth-grade flower god.

Li Qi took a deep breath, then turned back and poked Boyue, who was admiring the appearance of the flower god, with his elbow.

After being reminded, Boyue coughed twice and became cold and arrogant again.

Li Qi also said seriously: "Flower God, don't say shameless words. We two brothers are here for the robes of the witch silkworm. Please let us see it. Maybe there is still a chance to improve it."

Li Qi didn't know what chance of improvement there was.

But it doesn't matter. This is what Zhong Minglou said. Zhong Minglou said, just listen to him. The power of the charlatan is trustworthy.

"Young Master, you won't run away with the clothes, right?" Ling Xiao Flower God asked with a smile.

Although she said it with a smile, looking at the look in her eyes... I'm afraid she was serious. She really thought that Li Qi might run away with the clothes and then completely ignore him.

After that, unless she uses force... otherwise it will be difficult to get it back, and then she won't be able to control Li Qi and Liu Canzhi.

"If the Flower God really thinks so, then you can let us inspect it, I don't care." Li Qi said unhappily.

"Okay, since the two gentlemen don't mind, why should I mind?" Ling Xiao Flower God said calmly, not feeling nervous at all.

After hearing this, Boyue couldn't hold it back and coughed dryly: "Cough cough cough..."

Then, he covered his mouth and glanced at Li Qi with a fist, his eyes full of suspicion.

No way, is it such a big deal?

Li Qi almost couldn't breathe, and pointed at Ling Xiao Flower God with trembling fingers, and couldn't speak for a while.

Damn, this woman! Is she a hooligan? ?

Do you really think he doesn't dare to start? It won't be you who will suffer at that time!

However, being angry is being angry...

Forget it, it's just talk.

He has a wife, and the Flower God is beautiful, but after all, she is an outsider.

In addition to flowers, there is also the moon to describe beauty.

As the saying goes, flowers are as beautiful as the moon. The moon in my house is still rare, and I really don't like flowers.

But, I am really angry.

If she still refuses, then I really have no choice. I can't really let her wear it, and then I and others will come up to check.

That's... too indecent.

Lingxiao Flower God just looked at Li Qi, blinking his eyes.

Li Qi took a few deep breaths and suppressed his ambition.

Then, he said in a calm tone: "Flower God, my two brothers and I are also for this literary meeting. Since you don't want to, we won't force it. Boyue, let's go."

After speaking, Li Qi turned around and left.

Who cares, the literary meeting is your business, not mine.

Even if the witch silkworm is affected, I will find a way to remedy it. Why should I be controlled by you?

Get out!

However, Li Qi just turned around and saw the door suddenly closed by itself.

Looking back, he saw that Lingxiao Flower God had already taken off the robe and changed into other clothes.

"It was just a joke with you, why are you so embarrassed? How could I not trust you?" Lingxiao Flower God said with a smile: "I naturally trust the character of Wushenshan Young Master, please take it."

Li Qi snorted coldly, but said nothing, picked up the robe and walked in front of Boyue.

He couldn't do such a thing as running away with women's clothes. Although this stupid thing was done by Liu Canzhi, Liu Canzhi and he were companions, friends, and collaborators of Wuqi Silkworm.

It was natural to help friends with some things.

"Well... the two of us are responsible for getting this done?" Boyue asked indifferently.

He didn't seem to care much about this matter. To be honest, if Li Qi hadn't invited him, he wouldn't even bother to come to this literary meeting.

"Yes, thank you for your trouble. Let's work together to see if there are any improvements to this thing." Li Qi nodded and said so.

Boyue didn't waste words. He quickly put the flower god behind his mind and focused on the things in front of him.

This thing in front of him is quite interesting.

"Did you make this?" Boyue asked as he picked up the robe.

Li Qi waved his hand, dragged a few chairs over, and the two sat opposite each other, saying: "Yes, Liu Canzhi and I made it. I have been busy with this for the past six months. What do you think?"

"It's quite good." Boyue looked at this seventh-grade robe and was a little amazed.

Li Qi was actually able to refine a seventh-grade robe. Although he was not as good as those experienced refiners, a discerning person could see at a glance that this kind of regulation, this kind of repeated rune compilation, and the arrangement without any personal characteristics could clearly show that this thing can be mass-produced.

There is a clear difference between mass-produced magic weapons and customized fine magic weapons.

Customized magic weapons must have serious personal characteristics. In order to extremely fit the characteristics of the user, all aspects will lean towards the user's inclination.

The result is that except for the user, anyone else feels awkward when using it.

There are no two identical leaves in the world, and naturally there will be no two people with exactly the same path.

Even if the Taoism is the same, everyone's understanding of the Tao is different, and the Taoism reflected in the small world of the human body is naturally different, which leads to greater differences.

Unless a powerful person personally copies one, such as Li Qi and Demon Qi Li Qi, but even if it is Li Qi and Demon Qi Li Qi, they will still have slight differences.

To put it bluntly, a person's path and heart of Tao are the sum of his entire life experience, thinking and memory.

Even if there are two identical copies, their experiences have become different at the moment they are separated, and their hearts of Tao naturally have differences. All customized fine magic weapons are born to fit this difference.

But the mass-produced version is different. The mass-produced magic weapon is to fit the public, so it must be "without characteristics" to be used by most people.

Customized products can play 120% of their effectiveness in the hands of specific people, and only 50% at most in the hands of others.

But the mass-produced version can guarantee that more than 80% of the effectiveness will be played in the hands of everyone.

As long as you look at this point, you can easily distinguish the difference between mass production and customization.

The robe made by Li Qi and Liu Canzhi has the typical characteristics of customized products.

However, if it was just like this, Boyue would definitely not praise it.

The really amazing thing is the "alive" characteristic of the witch silkworm, just like what was said at the beginning.

After Boyue picked up the robe, it began to 'change' towards Boyue's characteristics.

"It's really something. If it's used at this level for a few years, it might be able to exert more than 90% of its overall power. How is the cost of mass production of this thing? Compared with the assembly line of Tang Dynasty?" Boyue asked.

Li Qi replied: "The price is at least 30% more expensive, but in addition to being able to change itself, this thing also has a natural characteristic, which is more valuable."

"Natural... the characteristics of witch magic weapons, that is to say... your thing can be mass-produced witch magic weapons?" Boyue asked again while checking.

"It's too artificial, it can't compare with the real witch magic weapons." Li Qi shook his head.

It's too far away.

The magic weapons made by the witch silkworm have the characteristics of 'natural', but it's just a characteristic.

The witch magic weapons are not natural, that is, they are truly natural, they are spiritual objects bred by the nature of this world, they are born with all kinds of magic, and at most they are modified.

"It is indeed craftsmanlike, but this thing... is really powerful. It is worthy of you, Li Qi, who quietly made a big thing. How do you want me to improve it? To be honest, I have some ideas, but I don't know what you think." Boyue asked.

Although it can be changed, you should always ask the designer how to change it.

"Zhong Minglou asked you to do it, just do it as you like. I will assist you. I can tell you directly what parameters you need." Li Qi said.

"The charlatan said it? Okay, then I will do it as I like." Boyue heard this and no longer had any doubts.

They have known each other for a long time. For these young men who are generally in their twenties and thirties and are still in the early stages of their lives, it is enough to establish a deep friendship and mutual understanding.

"Don't think about what Zhong Minglou said, just do it." This sentence has become a consensus among everyone.

Boyue began to do it as he pleased.

He started calculating directly.

What he wanted to strengthen was the "alive" feature of it. Boyue liked this very much, so he wanted to strengthen it.

The magic weapons produced by the witch silkworm are essentially extensions of the witch silkworm, and the witch silkworm itself is a product of living things plus the automatic mechanism of magic weapons, so magic weapons also have this automatic feedback like life.

Then, strengthening this point in the way of fortune-tellers is to make this dress more "smart".

He wants to give birth to this thing, fill more computing power into the rune structure of this dress, and add a large number of fortune-telling arrays, so that this dress can also achieve the level of "simulated thinking".

That is not real thinking, there is no mind, only instinctive reactions, just like mimosa.

Mimosa that has not become a demon is a plant and cannot think, but it will still shrink when touched.

So, this robe becomes more "lively", and the corners of the clothes can wriggle automatically according to external stimuli, and even like many life-saving means, it can stimulate power by itself.

After determining the idea, Boyue began to work.

However, in the process of re-editing this, Boyue's expression became more and more solemn.

When he was halfway through compiling the runes, he suddenly looked up and asked Li Qi: "Li Qi, can you show me the core technology of this thing?"

"What's wrong?" Li Qi asked: "You can't compile it, and you need the core to refer to it?"

"No, this thing...may be of some use to me." Boyue said so.

Li Qi's expression suddenly became solemn.

Boyue is a person who refuses to give in. If he says 'a little useful', it means it is very useful!

Is the witch silkworm helpful to his cultivation?

"I personally want to give it to you, but...this thing is not only my achievement, Liu Canzhi also made a great contribution, and he plans to use this thing as his seventh-grade foundation. I don't know if I can give it to you." Li Qi thought about it and decided to speak frankly.

If Liu Canzhi really uses the witch silkworm as a foundation, then Boyue gets the core compilation method of the witch silkworm, which is equivalent to directly understanding Liu Canzhi's footsteps.

If he has bad intentions in the future, Liu Canzhi may be in danger, and it will be difficult to resist.

Li Qi does not distrust Boyue's character, but being cautious is a responsibility and respect for Liu Canzhi.

"Okay, then how about letting me get involved in your thing? I'm good at deduction, and I'm even more proficient in mathematics and runes. If I join your business, it will also be considered as my share, right? I don't need material rewards, I work for free, just let me see your previous records." Boyue said.

"... After today's literary meeting, I will help you introduce Liu Canzhi." Li Qi said.

"Well, then I will continue to change this." Boyue nodded and continued to work.

Both of them realized that this might be the meaning of Zhong Minglou's deliberate arrangement.

However, they would not ask Zhong Minglou.

Because everyone knows... Zhong Minglou himself is probably difficult to explain clearly, he himself does not understand, but he has a feeling in the dark.

Things in the dark are hard to say. We are all witches, who doesn't have a sixth sense? Who doesn't have a sudden sense of danger or opportunity?

It's just that Zhong Minglou's sixth sense is particularly outrageous, so outrageous that other witches think it's outrageous.

Boyue sped up, and even used the magic seed to repeatedly pull in the fragments of the cosmic light, "stealing" a lot of time.

This made his previous bright appearance maintained by taking medicine quickly exhausted, and soon turned into a dying look.

However, at this time, he saw Lingxiao Flower God stepped forward and bit his finger lightly.

Biting the finger, blood flowed out, but it was not red blood. The flower god was not a human, and the blood flowing in her body was not blood. Even the human body was completely different from the human race. For example, she had no internal organs at all.

Biting the finger, what oozed out was a kind of orange-yellow liquid with a slightly bitter taste. What should it be called...?

Cell fluid?

Or flower juice? It doesn't seem right.

Then call it blood. This orange-yellow blood was licked by her tongue and spread evenly on the fingertips.

Then, she walked in front of Boyue and wrote a few mysterious symbols on his forehead.

The strong vitality was enough to make the vitality of a hundred flowers bloom in Boyue!

Boyue's dead look recovered quickly, and he even looked much younger, full of energy, bulging muscles, vigorous breath, and couldn't be healthier.

Li Qi and Boyue immediately realized that this was the essence of the flower god... let's just think of it as blood essence, anyway, it's something similar.

After losing this drop of blood essence, although there was no change on the surface, Li Qi felt that the other party's breath had weakened a little through Zhenzhiyun.

Her origin was damaged, although it was only a little insignificant.

Well... it's still a bit conscientious.

And Boyue has the help of this new force, and his efficiency has also increased!

Soon, before the literary meeting was about to begin, the transformation was finally completed.

But the robe came to life.

Like a butterfly, it flew up.