Underground railway tracks, chasing the wind and lightning.
Moreover, it's not a single-direction railway track. Looking outwards from the front, you'll find many branching paths, leading in all directions like a spider web.
He had ridden the tram tracks in the capital city, but those were set up by the exorcism squad and were specifically for military officers; they were public property. The one Emperor Chen Wu set up was private; he didn't know how much it cost.
"Are all experts at the Technique level this rich?" Fang Zong asked.
"What?"
"I mean these railway tracks."
"Oh, it didn't cost much."
Emperor Chen Wu stroked the large beard that had materialized and said, "Railways have existed for over two hundred years. If there are above-ground railways, there must be underground railways as well. Back then, the one guarding the desolate Ming Village was the invincible Iron Fist Zhao Bage of the Qing Dynasty, followed by the Dragon-Shaped Eagle Claw Murong Wudi of the late Qing Dynasty, then my master, and then me. To make things easier, they first built an underground railway leading to Haijin City, which was improved generation after generation. By the time it came to me, it didn't cost much money."
As he spoke, Emperor Chen Wu began to calculate.
Fang Zong nodded, thinking that it shouldn't cost Emperor Chen Wu much money to manage this over the generations.
At this moment, Emperor Chen Wu calculated it and laughed, "That's right, it didn't cost much, about 360 million."
Fang Zong: "..."
I'm talking about US dollars.
"roll!"
Fang Zong raised his middle finger: "I've decided, I'm not talking to a nouveau riche like you."
Emperor Chen Wu also turned and gave Fang Zong the middle finger: "Damn it, if you're willing to sell Wilderness Underworld Village, I'll give you 3 billion!"
Fang Zong was somewhat tempted: "US dollars??"
"RMB!"
"Keep rolling."
Fang Zong resolutely refused.
Damn it, you calculate the money in US dollars yourself, but you calculate it in RMB for me, that's a 1:6 difference!
No, it seems that after the resurgence of the ghostly energy, the RMB appreciated sharply, and now the exchange rate is 1 to 3. The international financial market is frantically exchanging RMB for reserves.
Perhaps before long, the conversion values will be completely reversed...
After about forty minutes, the tram began to slow down and then stopped.
Emperor Chen Wu led the way, and Fang Zong followed him onto the silver-white metal elevator. After rising more than twenty meters, they arrived at a small room.
The room was cramped and old-fashioned. Looking out the window, Fang Zong saw wisps of smoke rising from a chimney, drifting in the distance.
There are green trees, red walls, and black tiles. Strings of corn and dried apples and peaches strung on ropes hang along the walls like colorful ribbons, interspersed with many red peppers that look like decorations.
"This is the fox village. I found it and turned it into my own den. Pretty impressive, right?"
Emperor Chen Wu winked smugly and stroked the long beard that had appeared out of nowhere.
This appearance was very strange, because he had transformed into an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy with a handsome appearance, but his beard was thick and black, and a wisp of black hair mischievously stuck out from his collar.
He slapped the wall with his hand, and the wall opened to both sides, immediately revealing a golden light.
I don't know how many gold bars, silver bricks, and many other rare metals were piled together.
At the same time, music started playing:
"I was born with extraordinary features, majestic and awe-inspiring; my heart is filled with bold and unrestrained spirit, as if ink were flowing freely; even an eighteen-year-old girl would fall in love at first sight with me."
"I'd give a fortune in exchange for our deep love."
Fang Zong blinked: "It's a nice song, what song is it?"
He casually picked up a gold brick and held it in his hand, shaping it into the form of a little pig, and then wouldn't put it down.
"It's an interlude from the movie 'Nine Stars Bring Good Fortune,' an old movie, you might not know it."
Emperor Chen Wu also took a lot of gold and some rare metals, and took out a set of his own clothes: "Of course, this is also the entrance BGM for me, Emperor Chen Wu of the Dragon Fist. You know, all the powerful masters have their own entrance BGM. When ordinary generals hear it, they either continue fighting or play it safe. Anyway, once this thing is played, they know which powerful master has arrived."
"I don't know," Fang Zong said, pursing his lips.
BGM? Does that mean it comes with its own background music?
Classic characters often have their own exclusive background music when they appear, which Fang Zong thinks is very sophisticated.
"Haven't you watched the 'Basic Knowledge of Military Generals Video'?"
"No."
"Where are your teammates? Didn't I tell you? Oh right, I still don't know who your teammates are."
Tiny points of light appeared on Emperor Chen Wu's fingers, and as the heat increased, the gold, silver, and rare metals on his hands all melted.
He sized up Fang Zong's physique, and with a wave of his hand, his clothes flew into the air. After merging with the molten metal, they transformed into the same style of clothing Fang Zong wore by the Kuiyin River, and also into an elegant black.
"Give it a try."
Emperor Chen Wu handed the clothes to Fang Zong: "The base material is the uniform issued by the Ghost Slayer Team to magic-level experts. After my modifications, it should be generally untearable and has a good protective effect. By the way, you haven't told us who your teammates are yet."
"Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo."
"Well……"
Emperor Chen Wu looked at Fang Zong with pity: "They're all problem children."
Fang Zong nodded, still feeling lingering fear.
Emperor Chen Wu laughed and said, "You'd better watch the 'Basic Knowledge of Military Generals Video'. It's on the big banner at the top of the homepage of the Military Generals website. Also, let those two girls watch it. I remember giving a class to some outstanding junior military generals. Everyone else listened attentively, but Li Xiaoran was focused on purifying her energy. Xue Nuo, that brat, is even more remarkable. All she cares about is her sister Xiaoran and ice cream cones."
Fang Zong nodded, agreeing with Emperor Chen Wu's assessment, but now, he also had to add himself to the equation.
He put on the clothes, and Emperor Chen Wu nodded in satisfaction: "So handsome."
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