"Not at all, I've benefited a lot from your insights too. Let's help each other out, haha..." Wang Yao laughed and left.
Back at the military camp outside Shuangliu City, Wang Yao learned that Wu Ying had accompanied Qin Su, who had already prepared the Six Realms Connect phone, to the camp.
"So fast?" Wang Yao was quite surprised.
"The main thing is that we already have a foundation, and this time we're just learning about magic, so it won't take too much time." Qin Su smiled and took out a dozen or so mobile phones of various sizes, just like a mobile phone store counter, offering customers a variety of brands and models to choose from.
"Why are there so many different kinds of phones?" Wang Yao looked at the phones and felt a little dizzy.
“I…I didn’t bring many materials. That Master Mo…Master Mo took away six more. I was afraid you wouldn’t have enough, so I used all the materials I had and pieced these together. If…Brother, it’s not enough, I…I’ll go get some more materials and make more…”
Qin Su stammered as she explained.
"Damn it, Mo Guangmu took six copies at once! Wasn't one copy enough in the God and Demon Forging Space? Why did he take six? Did he pay him?" Wang Yao asked Qin Su anxiously.
Qin Su blinked her big eyes and shook her head innocently at Wang Yao.
"That guy surnamed Mo is quite the gentleman, doing me a favor. Very good, really very good..." Wang Yao was indignant, but he couldn't vent his anger on Qin Su, so he could only pant heavily.
“Um…” Qin Su stared at Wang Yao, looking like she wanted to say something but hesitated.
"What else?" Wang Yao asked impatiently.
"You need to give me that... prototype again, I need to readjust it," Qin Su said timidly.
"Oh..." Wang Yao took out the prototype and handed it to Qin Su. Qin Su took it and quickly disassembled the phone into a pile of parts. She then took out some spare parts from her pocket and squatted down by the roadside to tinker with them.
"Hey, where's Zhang Liang? Hurry up and get these two settled in their tents." Wang Yao turned to look at a demon general beside him.
"General Zhang is receiving reinforcements and supplies being transferred from the rear, and he's making quite a fuss about it," the demon general replied.
"What's all the fuss about receiving reinforcements? Take me there and see." Wang Yao frowned, ignoring Qin Su and Wu Ying, and had the demon general lead him to see Zhang Liang.
Seeing Wang Yao leave, Wu Ying glanced at Qin Su, who was busy there, and then at Wang Yao's back. He then moved and followed Wang Yao.
Wang Yao's army originally numbered 200,000. They were stationed on the waterfront slope outside Shuangliu City. To their left were the Netherworld Ghosts, and to their right were the Demon Clan. Their camps were clearly separated. Wang Yao's command tent was in the middle of the army, surrounded by the immortals of the Immortal Mouth Clan.
Behind the entire army camp, a large area of divine race camps has recently been built, gradually forming a tripartite balance with the demon race and the underworld ghosts. After all, 100,000 divine soldiers have suddenly gathered in Shuangliu City, which has greatly increased the size of Wang Yao's army.
The place where Zhang Liang received reinforcements and supplies was in the newly established Divine Clan camp. Wang Yao walked from the central army and saw that the entire camp was bustling with activity, with Netherworld Ghosts and Demon Clan members coming and going. Many newly recruited Netherworld Ghosts and Demon Clan members were entering their respective camps under the leadership of veteran soldiers.
There were also carts of supplies parked outside the camp, which were distributed by teams of ghosts and demons. The camp of the gods was even noisier, as most of the divine soldiers were goddesses, and their high-pitched laughter could be heard all around.
Besides settling their subordinates, they were also setting up tents one after another, and seemed to be busier than other camps.
The divine troops that the main army originally received had already gone with the vanguard. The divine troops here all came from Shuangliu City. Not only ordinary divine soldiers, but even divine generals were not very familiar with the situation, so it was normal for them to be a little flustered. Being able to set up camp so quickly was already considered extremely efficient.
"Commander Wang is here..."
"Commander Wang, you be the judge! Look at our men, eight out of ten are empty-handed. How can we fight like this!"
"Commander Wang, the Sea-Reclaiming Divine Realm belongs to our divine race. First and foremost, we must ensure the fighting strength of our divine race!"
"Commander Wang, we can't do things like this. Everyone just arrived, and we can't let them down right away!"
"Make way, everyone, General Zhu and the others are waiting for Commander Wang..."
...
Before Wang Yao had gone far from the Divine Clan camp, a group of Divine Generals who had seen him in Shuangliu City surrounded him, shouting incoherently as they led him to a tent in the center of the camp.
Outside the tent stood dozens of ghosts and demons, all looking at Wang Yao, who was surrounded by the divine generals, with helpless eyes.
"Our bottom line is to let you distribute living supplies first; weapons and equipment must first meet the needs of our Protoss race."
"Exactly, we don't mind being a little hungry, but we can't go to war empty-handed, can we?"
"Wang Shuai's decision to assign you, a demon, to be in charge of distributing supplies is clearly biased. The distribution of supplies must be the responsibility of our divine race!"
"This is outrageous! I've never seen anything done like this before..."
...
The gods were chattering incessantly in their tents. Zhang Liang, Hui Shuo, and three or five demons and ghosts were surrounded by a group of goddess women in the tent, their faces full of helplessness.
"Let's talk this out, stop arguing!" Wang Yao frowned and shouted.
With explanations from the various gods, Zhang Liang, and the underworld ghosts, Wang Yao finally understood that some of the supplies transported this time were weapons and equipment, which, to put it bluntly, were the "ultimate thunderbolt" that the Sun-Shooting God Lord had promised Wang Yao.
Only two hundred sets of this thing were sent, and they have been modified according to the characteristics of the Netherworld Ghosts and the Demon Race respectively. It is obvious that there are one hundred sets for the Netherworld Ghosts and one hundred sets for the Demon Race.
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