Chapter 96: There is a plan for mobile phone case flood control, ...
Ji Meng is in charge of flood control, Taiyi Zhenren is in charge of studying the nature and creation, and the great elder Ge has already led his troops to recover the territory of the Wu tribe.
As for the captives from the Wu tribe, they have been supplied with two meals a day on time since they came to the Jinjiang tribe. Although they cannot eat enough, the quality is much better than before.
The people in charge of guarding them also told them that the food standards of the Jinjiang unit were even better, and that everyone had three meals a day and could eat their fill.
There were many other things, all conveying a single meaning: Our Jinjiang tribe is an extremely tolerant one. If someone from another tribe can't survive and comes to us for refuge, we will accept them after screening. And once we accept them, we will treat them as our own, with no difference in treatment in any way.
In places where supplies are scarce, few people can resist the temptation of food, and an endless supply of food.
After about four or five days, a prisoner quietly asked the guard: All my family members have died, and I am the only one left. Can I join the Jinjiang Army?
In this kind of situation, the most worrying thing is someone taking the lead. Once there's one, the second and third will soon follow.
In this age where everyone is struggling to make a living, no one will blame them, and Fu Li certainly won't.
For every person who came to "surrender" to them, Fuli would send people to Wubu to bring their families over.
At this time, the Wu tribe had lost a large number of young and strong people and could barely protect itself. Of course, it did not dare to refuse the request of the Jinjiang tribe.
——Anyway, we just need a few old and weak people.
This is their self-consoling thought.
There may be smart people in Wu's tribe. Someone must have reminded Wu that once these old and weak people are out of control, the young and strong will never come back.
But they had no choice. They were not as strong as others and were the ones who took the initiative to invade, so they did not have the upper hand morally.
Now that the situation has reversed, they can only swallow their anger.
Traveling at night in embroidered attire was never Fu Li's style, and she certainly wouldn't keep secret such a good news that brought a family together. Those in the prisoner camp heard similar news every now and then.
At first, some people suspected it was fake, but Songtong quickly arranged for the "defectors" and their families to visit their old friends in the prisoner-of-war camp.
Who wouldn’t be moved when a living person is standing in front of you?
——Anyway, I’m not the leader, I’m just following the crowd.
People who come after you can use this reason to comfort themselves, and the psychological burden will only become less and less.
When the number of captives willing to "surrender" exceeded half, Fu Li went to visit them in person with baked rice cakes and told them that the Jinjiang tribe had completed post-war negotiations with several other tribes and they no longer had to be captives.
"Two large pancakes each for you to eat on the road. Those who want to go back can go back."
When the Jinjiang tribe held them captive, some of them were quite stubborn. But now that Fuli had let them go, they hesitated.
The best outcome for returning to Wubu would be to live the same life as before, with coarse grains, wild vegetables, and dried meat, barely filling their stomachs.
Staying in the Jinjiang tribe, not only can we have fine grains to eat every day, but the meat is also more delicious than that in the Wu tribe.
According to the guards in the prisoner camp, the reason why the meat of the Jinjiang tribe was so delicious was that their leader brought a lot of spices from the Central Plains. Whether the meat was boiled or grilled, adding some spices would make the meat taste extremely good.
Song Tong seized the opportunity and let the captives who had surrendered earlier and had successfully integrated into the Jinjiang tribe get the news and rush to persuade them.
In the end, none of the prisoners escaped.
The Jinjiang unit successfully captured 300 young and strong men.
Ge gave them bamboo armor and after training them for half a month, he took them to the Wu tribe.
As long as the two tribes become one, they will never have to feel guilty again.
Since someone was doing everything, Fu Li had some free time. Every now and then, he would go back to Emei with Ling Zhuzi to help Zhao Gongming with ideas and let the teacher check his progress in cultivation.
Not only that, she also selected seventeen disciples from the Jiejiao who were good at refining equipment, headed by the Flame Immortal Luo Xuan, to start developing the second generation of connectors.
In order to make it easier for herself to call it, she simply named the second generation "mobile phone".
By the time Ji Meng completely refined the Xuanyuan Flag and led four groups of young and strong men to dig canals and build dams, Luo Xuan had already led his team to develop the second generation of mobile phones.
The second generation has optimized many functions based on the first generation, such as larger memory, higher pixels, and corresponding improvements in the size and speed of transmitted items.
Those who are not short of spiritual energy and spiritual stones will naturally buy them lavishly, but most people who practice cultivation still value practicality more.
Many people think that the first generation is sufficient, and the second generation only improved the performance, so there is no need to buy an extra one.
Zhao Gongming was so angry that he stamped his feet: "You really don't know what you are talking about!"
He was speaking up for Fu Li and felt that these people had let her down.
Fu Li, who was always thick-skinned, felt a little ashamed. She pulled her teacher aside and whispered, "Actually, it was Uncle Luo Xuan who led the team and did all the hard work. I just spoke and got a false reputation."
Zhao Gongming immediately suppressed his anger, curled his lips and said, "I knew it. Although Junior Brother Luo Xuan has a good talent for refining weapons, he still lacks creativity. No wonder they are unwilling to spend this money."
Fu Li: “…………”
"No, Master, you're changing your expression so quickly, aren't you? Have you forgotten that both you and I have a stake in the company?"
It would be fine if it was Zhao Gongming. Fu Li knew that he was just complaining in front of her and would never say anything more outside.
But Luo Xuan, who was in charge of the research and development, was a little discouraged. This was not a good sign.
Fu Li turned the new phone over and over, touching the smooth shell, when suddenly an idea came to her and her eyes lit up.
"Master, this phone isn't bad, it's just missing a little gift."
"What?"
Fuli smiled.
Of course it’s the phone case.
The reason why the connector, the predecessor of mobile phones, became popular so quickly in the wild world was due to the celebrity effect.
The celebrity effect never goes out of style. If it can be used the first time, it can be used the second time, and then the third and fourth time.
She quickly had a batch of mobile phone cases made, all of which were images of celebrities and their signatures, all of which Fu Li had requested from them one by one.
Yuanshi Tianzun sitting upright like an abyss, Duobao Zhenren standing with a sword in hand, Jinling Shengmu gazing at the moon with a mournful look, and Yuding Zhenren brows deep in thought.
Of course, their Jiejiao Tongtian Patriarch is definitely indispensable.
The leader had finally had enough of his role-playing and naturally wasn't afraid to show his face anymore. The image printed on the phone case showed him, sword on his back, lotus in hand, standing in the wind. His face was as clear and elegant as the bright moon, but his aura was as surging as a river.
"How about it, handsome, right?"
Fu Li brought the final draft to him and asked him to review it personally.
Tongtian Patriarch admired it carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and then picked up the brush to write his own title in the traditional Chinese characters popular in Shu - Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun.
"Thank you, Master!" Fu Li got the signature, picked up the drawing and ran away, demonstrating the idea of "throwing it away after use" to the fullest.
The leader stared for a moment, shook his head in amusement, raised his foot and stepped into the void, and the whole person disappeared on the spot.
During these years at the foot of Mount Emei, he has gained a lot of insights and now he is going back to go into seclusion.
As Fu Li expected, the second edition of the phone sold well with the phone case as a gift. The profit share alone was enough to make Luo Xuan's eyes light up, not to mention the bonus for research and development technology.
Fuli always believes in one sentence: If you want a horse to run, you have to feed it grass.
Only when you have enough money can you make people willingly risk their lives for you. Even if there are no bayberries at the destination of your thirst-quenching quest, you still need water to make up for it. A cake drawn with bare hands will not satisfy hunger.
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Seeing that it was getting dark, Fu Li and Ling Zhuzi went down the mountain together, had dinner with Hua Jing Yuanjun, and returned to their rooms contentedly.
Su Heng and the other man who sent them out entered a room. They were surprised for a moment, then smiled knowingly, and with a look of satisfaction that "the young lady has finally grown up", they ran back to report to Yuan Jun.
After the two entered the house, Lingzhuzi casually set up a soundproof barrier.
Fu Li over there had washed her face, taken off the hairpins on her head, and let down her long hair.
Both of them had already become immortals, and could easily control everything from hair accessories to clothes with just a thought. But Fu Li just liked to do it herself, peeling them off piece by piece.
Lingzhuzi has always been indulgent towards her, so naturally he would not disobey her on such a small matter, and his attitude was quite laissez-faire.
Fu Li took off her coat, walked to Ling Zhuzi and snuggled into his arms, looking at him with sparkling eyes and a sly smile flashing in her eyes.
Ling Zhuzi deliberately ignored her, as if unmoved. Fu Li then hugged his neck, clinging to him like a cat, kissing his cheek from time to time and rubbing his ears.
He finally couldn't help revealing a smile, and without waiting for her to catch him, he suddenly picked her up and rolled onto the couch in an instant.
Taking advantage of the moment when she was distracted, he quickly tore her off him and pressed her on the couch without question.
Fu Li had already closed her eyes and raised her face slightly, but for a long time she couldn't get his always eager and passionate kiss.
She opened her eyes slightly in confusion, but suddenly stopped and couldn't wait to widen her eyes.
Lingzhuzi was sitting on her lap, slowly undressing. He stripped off his belt, accessories, and clothes one by one and carelessly scattered them on the ground, making a tinkling sound.
As he moved, a section of his collarbone was faintly visible between his collars.
Fu Li suddenly felt like he had turned into a cat. The snow-white patch on his collar was like a silver fish, naughty and cunning. The cat could see it but couldn't touch it, which was really frustrating.
She wanted to lean forward, but Lingzhuzi was quick-witted and quick-handed. He pushed her back and continued at his own pace.
For the first time, Fu Li completely lost control, her eyes filled with resentment. Ling Zhuzi, however, remained unmoved, simply smiling lazily at her, his movements maintaining a steady rhythm.
His clothes were layer upon layer, and Fu Li couldn't help but complain secretly: Why do he have to wear so many clothes?
No matter how many clothes you wear, they will eventually be shed. Skin to skin, the body temperature of each other becomes extremely hot, burning people's will.
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