Chapter 425 Even the Chakravartin must kneel down to her!
After hearing what the Sword Saint said, Song Mang had no reaction yet, and the Sun God rushed over directly.
"What is he doing here?!"
Song Mang glanced in Mu Tongxian's direction and vaguely guessed what Mu Tongxian and the Sun God had said.
Song Mang grinned and said, "What else can I do? I said I'd give him a paper battleship, and he came to ask about the progress. You two happen to know each other, would you like to have a cup of tea together?"
“No need!”
Riyoushen refused directly, his expression becoming somewhat grim. “There’s nothing much for him and I to talk about. Let’s not start a fight and ruin Boss Song’s place!”
Thinking about what the Sword Saint had just said, he couldn't help but ask, "What is that paper battleship?"
Song Mang happened to have some photos saved in her mobile phone, so she showed him the photos taken in the copy.
"It's this kind of paper battleship. It can hold hundreds of planes and can even travel through space.
If used on the battlefield, it can directly shuttle to the enemy's lair and catch them off guard!"
Song Mang saw the change in Riyoushen's expression and smiled, saying, "Isn't it very useful? This is our latest research, but it hasn't been put into mass production yet."
"Mass production?"
Riyoushen was a little confused. "How can you mass-produce something like this? You only have one person who makes paper figurines."
"I have a special factory."
Song Mang said, "I need to make hundreds or even thousands of each of the paper weapons I sell to the Night Wanderer. It's impossible for Yanzhe to make them all by himself. Wouldn't he be exhausted to death?
Later, I invested in a factory and hired all human workers. I asked the opera house staff to help oversee the work, which made it much easier to mass-produce paper weapons.”
Sunyoushen asked doubtfully, "Can you open a factory to make paper weapons? But as far as I know, not all paper items made by humans can be turned into paper weapons."
"That's true, but we have another way to turn what the factory makes into paper weapons. That's not something you need to worry about."
“…”
The Sun God thought for a moment and asked again, "I have 50 billion and want to buy some paper tanks, fighter jets, and paper guns. How many can I buy?"
Song Mang touched his chin. "Since this is your first time buying something, I'll give you a newbie price. This amount is enough to buy fifty paper tanks and fifty fighter jets, but I'll also give you a hundred paper guns of various models."
"If Yan Zhe were to make so many paper weapons by himself, how long would it take him?"
"A long, long time!"
Song Mang didn't specify the time, but said, "Think about it yourself, how long would it take you to create a powerful ghost weapon? Paper weapons are so powerful, and making them is naturally very complicated.
There are two hundred of these things in total, which is equivalent to the time it takes you to make two hundred ghost weapons!
In addition, Yan Zhe has been unable to make paper-made items recently. He had been working all night for several days to make paper-made warships, which injured his body. He needs to rest for a while before he can continue making them.
Otherwise, a fragile mortal like him would easily die suddenly, and if he died suddenly, he wouldn't be able to continue making paper weapons! "
Song Mang calmly looked at the Sun Wanderer and said, "You should know that only living people can make paper weapons. Paper weapons made from dead people are useless if burned!"
This sentence is not only a reminder to the Sun God, but also a reminder to those who came from the imperial capital.
Don't worry about Yan Zhe's life.
Now that this guy is dead, no one can have paper weapons!
"I know that."
Sun Wanderer coughed lightly, "Then prepare those weapons for me, and I'll transfer the deposit to you later. Oh, and by the way, is there anything else you need my help with?"
"What can I do for you?"
Song Mang waved his hand and said, "Come to my office first, we'll sign the contract, and you pay a deposit."
"good."
Riyoushen was about to follow Song Mang into the opera house, but Mu Tongxian hurried over to stop him.
"Sunward, have you forgotten what I said?"
Before Sun Wanderer could say anything, Song Mang gave him a cold look and said, "You don't need me to tell you, I know you're all thinking about Yan Zhe's paper-cutting skills."
Song Mang turned his head and glanced at the others, "I'm telling all of you today, don't think about Yan Zhe, he can only work for me! If anyone dares to think about Yan Zhe again, I will kill them one by one!
I don't care if you are a Nascent Soul or a God, I will kill you all without hesitation, no empty talk!"
Mu Tongxian couldn't help but sneered and said, "With your limited cultivation, you dare to say such arrogant words? You are just a foundation-building person, but you only have some ghost money. What are you so arrogant about?
"Yan Zhe is a criminal. With such a special skill, he should be working for an important person and redeeming his crime! It's not your turn as an unknown little girl to command him!"
Mu Tongxian even bowed in the direction of Sun Wandering God and said, "In my opinion, Yan Zhe should work for Senior Sun Wandering God to maximize his potential!"
Mu Tongxian heard the conversation between Riyoushen and Song Mang, and said, "For the things you want, just arrest Yanzhe and let him make them. Why waste all that money!
You're leading troops in the Netherworld, and you'll need money for many other things in the future. There's no need to waste Netherworld coins here!"
Others also echoed.
"Master Sunyoushen, why don't we just raze this opera house to the ground and capture Yan Zhe!"
"Yan Zhe is a criminal. Just tell the Ghost Suppression Department and they will let you take care of him!"
When Song Mang heard the shouting of those people, he was not in a hurry, but played with his fingers casually.
After a long while, she slowly said, "Sunward, why don't you try and see if you can raze this place to the ground? If you can't, the consequences will be very serious."
The eyes of the Sun God darkened, and he slapped Mu Tongxian directly, knocking him away in an instant.
"How dare you, a bunch of bastards, to sow discord between me and Boss Song!"
The Sun Wanderer turned to look at the others and said with sudden realization, "Oh! I get it. You must have been hired by the Night Wanderer to sow discord between us, so that I can't buy any paper figurines! Damn it, damn it!"
The white paper fan in the Sun God's hand flew out instantly.
Crash!
A large amount of blood fell from the sky.
All the Jindan monks who agreed had their heads chopped off and their souls were blown away in one move!
Mu Tongxian used a ghost card of the level of the King of Hell to block the attack of the Sun God and saved his life.
Seeing his companions dead, he said anxiously, "Riyoushen, you are so foolish! How could you be fooled by such a little girl? She has no power to stop you!"
If you don't arrest Yan Zhe, will you have to buy paper figurines from her in the future? How much does that cost? It costs hundreds of millions every time, and money doesn't just come from the wind! "
The Sun God discovered that he was still alive and looked at him unkindly, "The King of Wheels' joker is quite powerful. For the King of Wheels' sake, you can get out now!"
If you say one more word and damage the relationship between me and Boss Song, I will cut off your tongue! "
"you--!"
Mu Tongxian didn't expect that the Sun God would react like this. It was as if he had been bewitched by Song Mang!
What is there for him to be afraid of?
Mu Tongxian glanced at Song Mang and thought that he might as well use the King of Hell's Ghost Card to deal with her directly, and then give Yan Zhe to the Sun God first. The Sun God would definitely not blame him!
"Since you don't dare, let me do it!"
Mu Tongxian directly used the joker card of the Wheel-Turning King, and a tall black shadow appeared above his body.
The black shadow stood upright, tall and mighty, with two eyes like two white whirlpools, as if they could absorb everything in the world.
The terrifying pressure enveloped the entire Jiang City, and even the daily wandering god's expression changed.
He felt a palpitation!
"This joker card actually summoned the supreme Dharma image of the Chakravartin. It seems that the Chakravartin values this guy very much!"
Song Mang curled his lips indifferently, "Yan Wang-level ghost card, is it powerful? I have one too."
Next second.
There was a plop sound.
The Dharma image of the Chakravartin, which was over thirty meters tall and covered the sky and the moon, actually knelt down directly towards Song Mang, and the ground on the street outside the opera house was cracked by his knees!
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