Along the way, Zhong Li stood next to Chen Wu, reminding Chen Wu of the flying direction from time to time.

"It's on the damaged ruins platform not far ahead."

"Understood, are the Qiuqiu people next to you going to be eliminated?"

"No, the Qianyan Army will be responsible."

Looking at the raised platform and the antique crossbow weapon, Chen Wu controlled the [Flying Sword] to land slowly.

Paimon flew in front of the final plane with a surprised expression on his face,

"I didn't expect it to be so huge, it is indeed a relic left by a fairy.

But, how to use this thing, how much strength is needed to manipulate it..."

"Now I can't control it because I'm pregnant."

Zhong Li Youyou's voice came over.

"It's... broken!"

"After all, it has gone through thousands of years of wind and frost, and it is difficult for the Xianjia organization to maintain the original state."

"Hmm...then what should we do? Mr. Zhongli, use your endless [upper class knowledge] to think of a way!"

After Paimeng shouted these words, Chen Wu inexplicably felt a sense of hallucination: "Jio Taro, quickly use your invincible platinum star to find a way!"

Shaking his head, he threw this strange thought out of his mind.

After listening to Paimon's words, Zhong Li always felt a little ironic about himself, and turned to look at Paimon.

"Hmm...why do you make me sound like...a dude who knows nothing but listening to plays and walking around?"

"Oh! Zhongli also knows how to taste tea and get on the hook bar!"

Subconsciously, Chen Wu said this sentence.

Originally, Zhongli's gaze was somewhat helpless, but after hearing Chen Wu's words, he became even more melancholy.

A pair of eyebrows squeezed together towards the center of the brows, and the language system also temporarily suspended the working process.

"Let me think about it first.

Hmm... In fact, at the beginning of the construction of the final machine, in order to deal with situations such as battle damage, spare materials were prepared.

If my guess is correct, in this [ancient city wall], you can definitely find the war preparation room from that year.

With the materials stored in the war preparation room, as long as you know the operating principle of the [Final Machine], it is not difficult to restore it."

"So...Mr. Zhongli knows the principle?"

Paimon asked suspiciously.

"Know a thing or two."

The sense of superiority in Zhongli's voice was once again revealed, and he turned to look at the terminal, with nostalgia in Zhongli's eyes.

"As long as enough materials are collected, you can try it a little bit."

"Enough material..." Chen Wu repeated, "This is enough but not accurate enough... It's as vague as Mr. Zhongli's concept of Mo La."

"Don't worry, I will search with you."

Zhongli ignored Chen Wu's ridicule towards him, his voice remained calm.

Paimeng and Chen Wu are in a group, and Ying and Zhongli are in a group.

With a light jump, he jumped off the higher platform.

Pai Mengfei was beside Chen Wu, seeing that there was no one else around, he directly expressed all the doubts buried in his heart.

"That ending machine...is it the same as the ending we saw when we met that immortal and the story you told...?"

Chen Wu looked at the iron fence in front of him, and the fire element appeared in his left hand, turning into an elemental one-handed sword burning with raging flames, but the shape was a bit unstable, and it snapped after a few seconds. Gone.

"This question...you wait, let me cut down this iron fence first!"

As for the door opener?

Just kidding, I'm out of the game's restrictions anyway, I can break open this kind of broken iron door that has been in disrepair for a long time!It doesn't take my brains at all!

Pulling out the sky blade, attaching the fire element, looking at the iron gate in front of him is a burst of slashing.

The level of ferocity made Zhongli on the other side look sideways slightly, opened his mouth, and finally didn't say anything.

There are still fire elements attached to the iron gate that has been cut open, constantly eroding.

Like ignited wax, the flames kept flowing down.

"Wow! You're not like Ying, you honestly look for institutions, and you insist on violently destroying them! How do you get in now!"

Paimeng flew beside Chen Wu nervously, with a complicated expression.

"Don't panic, Ji Fuck!"

After finishing speaking, he took out the gun directly, and adjusted it to the ice element magazine, which was a mess.

"Okay, problem solved! Let's go in and have a look!"

Although many things have been completely unusable through the wear and tear of the years, some materials that are barely usable have been found.

He reached out and hugged her.

Paimon also carried a small board.

"Chen Wu...you haven't answered my question just now."

"What? I'm not the Emperor of the Rock, nor the King of the Dead, how would I know."

"Wow! You lied to me!"

"Hey~"

"You're learning how to sing again!!"

……

After carrying the materials to the side of the finishing machine, after waiting for a while, Ying and Zhongli also came back.

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