Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

More than ten minutes later, Nan Jing, who had changed from her pajamas to home clothes, left the bedroom. She could faintly hear someone talking downstairs, but she couldn't make out the content at all.

He didn't go downstairs directly as usual, but went to the room on the third floor that was specially used as his studio.

Standing at the door for a while, Nan Jing calmed down the turbulent emotions surging in his heart, pushed the door open, then closed it immediately, and locked it from the inside for the first time.

As soon as Smart No. [-] entered the room, he jumped out of Nanjing's arms, resumed his Pokemon appearance, flapped his wings and flew to the cabinet where the materials were stored, and patted his little paws on the metal top plate.

"Level [-] materials, host, you can choose the simplest one to experiment with first."

Nan Jing picked and picked in the cabinet, and finally took out a set of several materials for making six-level and six-star parts, and put it in his hand to test it with the source of consciousness.

The internal structure is tighter and firmer than Level [-], and it is not easy to fuse two materials, let alone six materials at the same time. Before getting started, Nanjing can predict how difficult this process will be.

However, this is already the easiest of the tier six parts to craft.

Nan Jing's purpose is very clear, he wants to know whether the boss's inference is correct, not to challenge his own limit.

After picking out the materials, Nan Jing calmly stood beside the experimental table, opened his hands, and released the ancient force, mixed with the source of consciousness, and quickly found the balance point of the six materials.

The power of Guwu's levitation is more apparent in advanced parts. Manipulating six kinds of materials at the same time is a fantasy for the mecha masters of the entire empire. No one would believe it unless they saw it with their own eyes.

After all, the upper limit of the number of materials that can be manipulated at the same time is recognized by the mecha manufacturing industry as 4, and even if it is 4, there are very few people who can achieve it.

Nan Jing devoted all his attention to the production of parts. The terminal on his wrist had been removed and placed on the table. In the light screen was a young man whose appearance could be easily forgotten.

10 minutes later, Nan Jing retracted his left hand, and put his right hand underneath in the shape of a lift, and the molded parts that had been firmly combined fell on his hand.

It worked.

Nan Jing stared at the parts in his hand, as if he couldn't believe it, but he was really not too excited.

When there are too many surprises on a certain matter, it gradually feels sparse and normal.

The boss's reaction was completely opposite to Nan Jing's, he clapped his hands and laughed, his voice echoed in the slightly empty room, and he kept saying: "Okay, okay, my guess is indeed right, little baby, from now on you My task is to continuously develop and increase the number of sources of consciousness in the pineal body, so I don’t have to worry about upgrading... Now let me see what the final result is.”

The series of surprises had made Nan Jing gradually calm down, showing a bit of a master's demeanor of not being surprised.

He turned the part in his hand and put it in the testing instrument, and the electronic sound sounded after a while.

"Six-level six-star No. 73 part, with a success rate of 70% and an effective utilization rate of [-]%, top-grade parts."

This is the part with the lowest double rate that South Mirror has ever made, but if it is placed in the entire Galactic Empire, this value will definitely be at the peak.

The higher the level of the parts, the lower the value of the double rate. Rao is a master-level character, and the double rate is only around 70 when making level [-] parts.

Nan Jing smiled, looked at the boss with burning eyes, blinked and said, "In your future world, are there many people who can reach this level?"

When the boss told Nan Jing that he was actually the owner of Smart No. [-], Nan Jing was in a daze and then easily accepted the statement.

Smart One said that its owner is from the future. Judging from its contempt when it mentions the Galactic Empire from the beginning to the present, the future world will inevitably be much more developed than the present, even worlds apart.

The boss shook his fingers and raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't underestimate yourself, baby. The classification of consciousness sources is quite scientific. Whether it's in the Galactic Empire or the world I live in, break the iron law of classification." And there are only so many sources of consciousness, and the only owner is you."

The boss was originally just curious about Nanjing's rapid progress, and that speed was too frightening, so the boss, who naturally likes to study tricky problems, came up with the idea of ​​digging out this secret.

After thinking day and night and repeatedly speculating, the boss came to a shocking conclusion - that is, Nanjing's consciousness source is not restricted by level, as long as the concentration is sufficient and the quantity is considerable, it can reach a level sufficient to control the material Craft that level of material.

This highly probable guess made the boss speechless in shock, and risked being captured by the trackers arranged by Landis, he immediately contacted his microphone Smart One.

This contact actually found that Nan Jing was blocked, and even the murderer had been silenced.

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, the boss decisively advanced all the plans. After careful consideration, he decided to show some cards to Nan Jing, and let Nan Jing personally verify the authenticity of the guess.

Nan Jing's source of consciousness shows Level [-], but the facts are right in front of him, and it's impossible to believe it.

Taking a deep breath, Nan Jing talked about his feelings: "Well, it's a bit reluctant, I feel that the source of consciousness is not very controllable... It's okay, but the consumption is twice that of the fourth level, and about every six The source of consciousness consumed by the first-level parts can completely make eight to ten fourth-level parts, and if the star level of the sixth-level parts is higher, the cost will increase exponentially...I don’t think there is anything else.”

After the boss asked some questions about his physical condition, he nodded reassuringly.

"Before you leave, remember to practice the ancient martial arts given to you by Lantis. As for the weapons, I think you already have them. I think Lantis will teach you how to use them. And I have a guess now, I'm afraid not only the source of consciousness, even your ancient martial arts level and spiritual power are not restricted by level at all, but only the difference in quantity, I'm afraid I won't know until I meet you."

As he said that, the boss said to Smart No. [-] who was jumping around to brush his presence: "You have too little energy, come to my side, and I will take you to practice for a while."

Smart No. [-]'s round eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly.

Oh my god, it doesn't want to face a group of wolves and tigers all day long, Landis, Feng Jianli and Wenman, and now Xilin comes here!

"arms?"

Nan Jing didn't quite understand what "As for the weapon, I think you already have it", he didn't know when he had a weapon at all, and even because of this, when Ini attacked him, he was completely running for his life and had no power to fight back in a sad state.

The boss saw that he was confused, so he didn't intend to explain it clearly, but just smiled and said a few words: "Lantis is generous enough, the things he gave you can't be bought at any cost Good stuff, you have to make good use of it.”

Nan Jing recalled that the hair rope made of polar ice worms, which turned into a protective shield at a critical moment and saved his life, felt that the boss's words were not at all watery.

Good thing, definitely a good thing that brightens the eyes.

Nan Jing just wanted to ask the boss for some advanced materials, but when he turned his head, he got stuck, opened his mouth half-opened and blinked desperately, under the suspicious gaze of the other party, swallowed his saliva and said softly: "Don't look back, sir. do not move."

Not far behind the boss, an emerald green snake with a pointed head spit out red letters, with its head held high, its tail and body hovering on a hanging tree vine, less than two meters away from the boss.

This kind of flower snake is very poisonous at first glance, and a bite is not easy to suffer.

Unexpectedly, when the boss raised his hand indifferently, the flower snake flew over with its mouth wide open, and it was about to bite the hand, Nan Jing almost screamed out.

The boss's hand was more flexible than a snake, twisted down at a strange angle at the right time, and turned over like a flower with the palm facing upwards, allowing the snake to rush past his palm.

Nan Jing couldn't see the snake's condition from the angle, and was frightened and anxiously thinking about when the second attack would take place.

The boss waved his hand lightly, and said, "Don't look, you've already died."

"Dead? When did you die?"

Turning the angle of view not far away, Nan Jing saw at a glance the corpse of a green snake that had been split into two parts along the snake body from head to tail lying quietly on the ground, and a pool of blood filled the surroundings.

At this time, a bright and high-pitched bird cry sounded, and a big bird with shiny feathers swooped down, grabbed two snake corpses with its claws, and flew away towards the sky.

This scene is constantly being staged in the jungle.

The undeveloped virgin forest vividly interprets the invariable law of the jungle of natural selection of the fittest.

Where there are people, there will be laws that override power, and the weak are likely to become superior.

In the jungle, only power is the real master, and no link in the biological chain can break this law.

The boss had been playing with a short transparent blade as thin as a cicada's wing at some point in his hand. Nan Jing felt familiar for a while, but he didn't know where he had seen it before.

However, at this moment, Nan Jing's eyes were straightened, and he was filled with admiration.

When the green poisonous snake flew over, the boss did not even look back, accurately judged its attack path, and clamped the sharp weapon between his fingers between the calcium carbide flames, cut the snake open, and opened Nan Jing's eyes .