Volume 2: Scales in the Pond Chapter 281 Blood Clothes Production Manual
Without power, going there will only make things worse. At least on Earth, there are delicious food, good wine and various entertainment options.
If you go there, you will only be ordered to die by the higher-ups and become cannon fodder.
He would rather live comfortably and spend the next few decades of his life. Thanks to the former president, he has some wealth in his hands, which is enough for him to live a comfortable life.
Although the house here is a little old, it is his home and he has lived here for decades and is used to it and doesn't want to move.
If he really wants to buy one, a big mansion is not a problem for him.
"I am only at the Xuan level. If I really become an undead, I will probably just be a cannon fodder that people like you can easily eliminate. From my point of view, I don't like that kind of eternal life. I would rather live for only a few decades and enjoy fine wine and delicious food."
Qiao Ji felt that what he said was not entirely true because he supported Qiao Ji too actively.
As the old saying goes, if someone is too nice to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.
Using it on him means that he must be thinking about something, but he can't get it by himself, so he has to go through the pseudonym of Joe the Dark Emperor Jack Cooper.
So, what is it?
Could it be related to something about the former president of the Antiquities Association?
For example, something that can obtain spiritual power, that thing should be in the hands of the Chinese officials now, right?
"Actually, immortality is pretty good."
Qiao Ji's words startled Alan, but this was just a turning point. Qiao Ji continued, "But if it's given by someone else, they can still take it back. If you want it, just take it with your own hands!"
Eternal life, right?
Authority, right?
I have hands, I can grab it myself!
Moreover, Qiao Ji is now in a state close to immortality. How many years can Gourd King Kong live?
"I'll let you know."
After Qiao Ji finished speaking, he teleported away.
"Your ambition is admirable. May humanity win." Alan drank the wine in the glass.
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It’s an old house that has not been inhabited for a long time. There is a stale smell in the basement that is not suitable for normal people to breathe.
There are some old things piled up here. The innermost wallpaper has been torn off, revealing a built-in safe.
After being reminded by Alan, Qiao Ji knew in advance that there were explosives here, which would explode as soon as the door of the safe was opened.
But he is actually not very good at bomb disposal .
He thought about it, then punched the wall with a bang, and dragged the entire safe out of the embedded wall with both hands.
Then, he used his hand as a knife and chopped down.
Clang.
The metal plate fell to the ground, and the back layer of the safe was cut off by Qiao Ji with a knife.
From the back you can see a few suitcases inside, and when you take all the suitcases out you can see a detonator and several pieces of explosives stuck to the inside of the cabinet door.
I feel that such an explosive device should be able to harm quite a few people. After all, if a normal psychic doesn't have the ability to see through or use mental powers, he or she will probably just violently dismantle the safe when he or she finds it.
At such a close distance, a normal psychic without the ability to absorb energy would probably die miserably if hit by several kilograms of explosives.
However, in China today, telekinesis is growing too fast. In this situation, telekinesis can be of great use and can be used for detection.
Qiao Ji took away all the materials and teleported away.
After turning two corners on the road and returning home, Qiao Ji went straight into the training ground and began to study Alan's notes.
"BT, get ready to work. I got the production manual and materials for the Soul-Eating Blood Robe."
"Roger that, Pilot."
Qiao Ji handed the notebook to BT, "I need you to scan the contents. I'll get the materials."
"learn."
So, BT began to carefully turn the pages with its huge metal fingers, scanning a page every time it turned it, scanning and collecting all the contents.
On the other side, Qiao Ji opened several suitcases. The materials inside were packed in glass containers. The quantities were not large and had already been classified.
"The names are written here. They are things that exist on Earth."
"These are all numbered. They should be materials that don't exist on Earth."
Qiao Ji identified them, threw aside those materials that were already in the library, and put those that were not in the library aside.
Besides these, there are two peculiar things.
A gold coin with a red logo engraved on it and a special container as big as a 2L mineral water bottle with German writing on it.
Qiao Ji didn't bother BT, but took out his mobile phone to translate the text.
"Spiritual matter?"
The translation result is shocking. Such a big can must be worth billions, right?
Qiao Ji put the two items aside and took the materials that were not in his library.
“Next is craft time.”
Qiao Ji took some gold and rubbed it like dough, turning the gold into a golden baseball bat.
Then, he took out a red crystal material, which was basically olive-shaped and about the same size.
Qiao Ji mounted them directly on the bat.
Thus, a golden mace with many red spikes inlaid on it was made.
This is just like one of those weapon props in the game that sells skins. It's fancy enough, but in fact it was not made for fighting.
Qiao Ji scanned the golden mace into the material library and then summoned out the shadow soldiers.
"Refresh it, and collect the red material on it separately."
The shadow soldiers were very smart. They immediately went to the garage and took out a screwdriver and other tools from the repair tools to pry the red material embedded in the golden mace. One piece of material fell off at a time.
They were working with a lot of clanging sounds, and Qiao Ji was also making one special mace after another.
"Pilot, the scan is complete. I have already recorded the Soul Devouring Blood Robe's production process into the core."
BT projected the flow chart he had compiled. Qiao Ji looked at the method above and found it to be relatively simple.
Prepare the materials, build the altar, perform sacrifices, and communicate with the spirit realm, then the power of the spirit realm will help you complete the remaining steps.
Sounds pretty smart.
The two steps of building the altar and offering sacrifices are standard procedures and there is nothing much to say.
Materials are a big problem, because in addition to preparing those expensive rare materials, we also have to prepare souls and spiritual substances.
"Pilot, are we going to try to make it?"
"We have to wait a few days. We don't have any extra souls right now."
"Got it, Pilot. I suggest you take a rest now. Getting enough sleep will be more conducive to work efficiency."
Qiao Ji read the Soul-Eating Blood Robe production manual and wrote down the process.
"BT, people can work overtime. A big shot from the underworld is about to show up, so I have to make more preparations... The soul container is a troublesome thing. They used to kill people at the altar. Do I have to prepare the altar in advance?"
There are so many undead, it is impossible for him to capture all of them alive, so he has to build an altar, right?
"Pilot, you can build an altar in the training cabin in advance," BT suggested.
"This is the only way. Let's build a few as backup."
